Post by Aisha Taylor on Aug 17, 2006 15:38:01 GMT -5
Name: Aisha Taylor
Nicknames: Aish
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 5'4"
Hair color: dark brown-black
Eye color: blue and brown (she has heterochromia)
Personality: Aisha is one rather laid-back person. Prefers to sit and talk matters out instead of rushing into conclusions and fighting about it. Although there are some times when her mind is bent on revenge; there would also be times that she would get ticked off, but once you get her pissed there's no turning back, yet due to her long patience, getting her mad would seem nearly impossible. With being a patient, friendly and understanding person, she would most of the time be gullible and be... well, usually stepped on by people.
On the other note, she's rather a pushy and bossy person and also determined and very focused. Aisha's also the type who rather stays quiet and doesn't have much any verbal input in a conversation (depends if the subject's something she's really interested in) and tends to bottle up her feelings most of the time. Hates to be the center of attention and just wants to blend in, and though she wouldn't admit it, she's the kind of girl that longs to be shaken-not-stirred.
She's also pretty shy, you'd have to be the one to greet her and initiate a conversation since she has a pretty low self-esteem. Aisha's a pretty sensitive girl, just longs to belong and somehow can makes a big deal of little things thus, being slight introspective.
Past: Aisha's the daughter of an engineer and a biochemist professor. Her father, Spencer Taylor is an American young fresh-out-of-graduating engineer when she met Aisha's mother, a young alluring yet witty Arabian woman named Fatima. Though they are from very different cultures, they think nothing of their culture and religion and eloped, then here comes Aisha. A few years later, when Aisha's aged 8, due to reasons she doesn't know why her parents seperated.
Her mother having then found love in another man's arms, Fatima married that other man. And though her mother had married another man, she had decided to keep her father's last name--her real surname anyway, feeling that if she changed it, then she would slowly forget about her real father, and she would just hate for that to happen. Then, after spending a few years in her birthland and hometown in Saudi Arabia, they had to then migrate here, where Carver Grey Academy is located (sorry I don't know where it's situated) due to her stepfather's job. Now, as both her step-father and mother decided she would be now enrolled here. Aisha, being Aisha, has no say in it and even if she is reluctant, enrolls in this school anyway. Now having no contact with her biological father, she then wonders would her life be better if she's with him right now, but she doesn't have to wonder for so long since she's gonna be preoccupied with her new life here in Carver Grey Academy.
Pets: None. She's not much of an animal person, though she loves cats.
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Appalled expression took over the young royalty's face as she then heard him refer to her as a... 'Cousin!?'
Her first instincts were just stomp on his feet and walk out of that place, but then... of course, the drama! A sleazy guy--which, clearly from her point of view, must've overdone the alcohol and the cholesterol and not too much with the reducing and daily excercising--'Besides, like a real male pig, he didn't shave!! Ugh... disgusting.' came over her and dare lay his hands on her waist.
Still staring somewhat intently--a look that somehow resembles an angry glare--at Shun, the action weren't registered in and all that was in her mind was... well, how to punish him for only pertaining her as a relative!
Well, I couldn't exactly say it was cooled down when he lead her to one place, to be frank, it just drove her mad, yet managed to contain herself and just nod her head with an aggravated expression.
"Why a cousin?" she asked after moments of tension passed by, looking directly at his eyes.
Somehow, by then, a thought then registered in her mind... 'What if... he really just treats me like a relative!?'... panic then strike her, changing her expression from irritated to plain anxious.
Though there's no time for that, since another guy--another pig she supposed, wrapped his arms around her, this guy--though she hadn't noticed, seemed like... a good catch... well, that is until he started talking.
"You wouldn't mind if I steal your juicy cousin for a while would ya?"
Appalled yet again, she decided it would be better for Shun to answer this one, albeit giving him the direct look--that to whom anybody may know as 'Tell him again that I'm your relative and I will kick your ass up to the ceiling!'
Nicknames: Aish
Gender: Female
Age: 16
Height: 5'4"
Hair color: dark brown-black
Eye color: blue and brown (she has heterochromia)
Personality: Aisha is one rather laid-back person. Prefers to sit and talk matters out instead of rushing into conclusions and fighting about it. Although there are some times when her mind is bent on revenge; there would also be times that she would get ticked off, but once you get her pissed there's no turning back, yet due to her long patience, getting her mad would seem nearly impossible. With being a patient, friendly and understanding person, she would most of the time be gullible and be... well, usually stepped on by people.
On the other note, she's rather a pushy and bossy person and also determined and very focused. Aisha's also the type who rather stays quiet and doesn't have much any verbal input in a conversation (depends if the subject's something she's really interested in) and tends to bottle up her feelings most of the time. Hates to be the center of attention and just wants to blend in, and though she wouldn't admit it, she's the kind of girl that longs to be shaken-not-stirred.
She's also pretty shy, you'd have to be the one to greet her and initiate a conversation since she has a pretty low self-esteem. Aisha's a pretty sensitive girl, just longs to belong and somehow can makes a big deal of little things thus, being slight introspective.
Past: Aisha's the daughter of an engineer and a biochemist professor. Her father, Spencer Taylor is an American young fresh-out-of-graduating engineer when she met Aisha's mother, a young alluring yet witty Arabian woman named Fatima. Though they are from very different cultures, they think nothing of their culture and religion and eloped, then here comes Aisha. A few years later, when Aisha's aged 8, due to reasons she doesn't know why her parents seperated.
Her mother having then found love in another man's arms, Fatima married that other man. And though her mother had married another man, she had decided to keep her father's last name--her real surname anyway, feeling that if she changed it, then she would slowly forget about her real father, and she would just hate for that to happen. Then, after spending a few years in her birthland and hometown in Saudi Arabia, they had to then migrate here, where Carver Grey Academy is located (sorry I don't know where it's situated) due to her stepfather's job. Now, as both her step-father and mother decided she would be now enrolled here. Aisha, being Aisha, has no say in it and even if she is reluctant, enrolls in this school anyway. Now having no contact with her biological father, she then wonders would her life be better if she's with him right now, but she doesn't have to wonder for so long since she's gonna be preoccupied with her new life here in Carver Grey Academy.
Pets: None. She's not much of an animal person, though she loves cats.
Picture:
+Sample post:
Appalled expression took over the young royalty's face as she then heard him refer to her as a... 'Cousin!?'
Her first instincts were just stomp on his feet and walk out of that place, but then... of course, the drama! A sleazy guy--which, clearly from her point of view, must've overdone the alcohol and the cholesterol and not too much with the reducing and daily excercising--'Besides, like a real male pig, he didn't shave!! Ugh... disgusting.' came over her and dare lay his hands on her waist.
Still staring somewhat intently--a look that somehow resembles an angry glare--at Shun, the action weren't registered in and all that was in her mind was... well, how to punish him for only pertaining her as a relative!
Well, I couldn't exactly say it was cooled down when he lead her to one place, to be frank, it just drove her mad, yet managed to contain herself and just nod her head with an aggravated expression.
"Why a cousin?" she asked after moments of tension passed by, looking directly at his eyes.
Somehow, by then, a thought then registered in her mind... 'What if... he really just treats me like a relative!?'... panic then strike her, changing her expression from irritated to plain anxious.
Though there's no time for that, since another guy--another pig she supposed, wrapped his arms around her, this guy--though she hadn't noticed, seemed like... a good catch... well, that is until he started talking.
"You wouldn't mind if I steal your juicy cousin for a while would ya?"
Appalled yet again, she decided it would be better for Shun to answer this one, albeit giving him the direct look--that to whom anybody may know as 'Tell him again that I'm your relative and I will kick your ass up to the ceiling!'
