Post by Zac Wolf on Jun 26, 2006 10:02:03 GMT -5
Full Name: Zac Marilla Wolf
Nickname(s): Zacy, Zee
Age: Eighteen
Grade: Senior
Clique: Individual/Burnout
Appearance: Zac's hair is long and black, it reaches to just below her shoulders and is only rarely tied back. Her face is heart-shaped and rather defined, her eyebrows are naturally thin and arched, her lips are full without being pouty. Her skin is pale and freckles in the sun, she has green eyes that sometimes look grey and she stands at 5'6, she is of average weight and her build is thin, being neither under weight or over weight.
Clothing Style: She is usually seen in black, although she will sometimes wear colourful tops.
Interesting Clothing Facts: She makes some of her more colourful tops.
Personality: For the most part Zac is a nice girl who enjoys being nice to others and would never dream of being mean intentionally. But she can also very arrogant and obnoxious, she opens her mouth without thinking first and that puts people off. Now she isn’t loud but she is far from quiet, she isn’t that popular either but she doesn’t have any trouble making friends. She’s a balanced person who doesn’t let a lot get to her and it takes a while for her to get angry or pissed off, she’s calm and the voice who is always weighing up the odds and deciding if something is a good idea or not. She is a natural leader and is happy with that role. She is usually first to try something out, make sure it’s fun or safe etc. – she was first of her friends to jump from a cliff into the sea when she went away with them to France. She isn't afraid to speak her mind and is a bit of trouble maker, a lot of her friends' parents think she is a bad influence.
History/Background (2-4 paragraphs):
Zac was born on the 18th of August 1989 to Madeline California-Wolf and Gilbert Wolf in LA and at that time she had an elder sister called Lillian.
Lillian would constantly look out for Zac when she was a little kid and always ending up getting into fights with other kids because they called her names, it was when Zac was seven and Lillian was fourteen that Lillian was diagnosed with leukaemia. Zac became depressed and started avoiding seeing Lillian because she felt as if Lillian was letting her down, three years later Lillian died and Zac became even more depressed, she shunned her family and friends and kept herself to herself. Zac started the stay inside her room all day, only coming out to eat or use the toilet, she even started talking to people in her head, when her parents discovered this Zac was dragged to the hospital to see a shrink for extreme depression and delusions – since then Zac has been getting better and better, as a reward for her hard work in getting better and making a change in her life, Zac's parent decided to let her go to Hamilton when she was fourteen. But when she was fifteen Zac started getting into the wrong crowd and she tried her first drugs and soon she became addicted to them, she has never told anybody much about her life before Hamilton and she intends for it to stay that way.
Likes (3+):
Photography,
Animals,
Music,
Fashion,
Singing
Dislikes (3+):
Fizzy drinks,
Dance music,
Staying still for too long,
Not being able to take photos
Hobbies (3+):
Photography,
Singing,
Designing he own clothes
Quirks/Habits:
Drug habit,
Bites her nails,
Sample RP:
Zac was sat on the plush leather couch of the shrink’s office and stared unwaveringly at the old man who sat opposite her on his own plush leather chair; his hands were held together on his lap and his head tilted slightly as he took Zac in “So Zachariah,” He began but Zac cut him off.
“My name is just Zac, I’m a chick not a dude,” She corrected with a sullen tone of voice indicating that she detested having to do this every time somebody called her by that stupid boys name.
The shrink nodded “Of course I’m sorry,” He smiled slightly. “So Zac, why are you here today?”
Zac shrugged, her own hands were folded across her chest and her left leg hung over her right one limply, she was on edge to say the least, she hadn’t had a drink all day – her parents had forbid her to leave the house…her room actually so she had no way of getting to the booze and it was killing her “My parents forced me.” She said simply trying to hide the fact he was getting restless.
The shrink nodded “Okay,” He muttered. “Alright…so why do you think they brought you here?”
“Forced me,” Zac corrected. “And I dunno; I’m a shining example of perfect mental health.” The girl’s inner arrogance shone through for a second before going out like a light.
The shrink nodded again and Zac noticed for the first time that he was writing down everything she said.
“Okay Zac, I want you to tell me what you think of your parents right now – can you do that for me?”
“Of course,” Zac said simply and took a breath in trying to calm her racing heart, God she needed a drink now. “I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong, they think that I’m crazy I know they do, well I’m not, I’m not – they’re the crazy ones!”
“And how are they crazy Zac?”
Zac looked at her knees angrily “I…I don’t know…” She hissed.
The shrink hid a small smile before continuing “Interesting…” She muttered. “So you’re sure there is nothing wrong with you?”
Zac’s eyes narrowed, this was a trick question, the shrink knew all about her – no doubt her parents had told him, how could she had not seen this it was a trick all along and now she was backed into a corner, she sighed in defeat “There is one thing…I wouldn’t say it’s anything wrong, I know other people who can do it…have done it.” Zac explained before shaking her head.
“Done what Zac?”
Zac looked up at the man and gave him the ghost of a smile “Talked to the dead.” She stated.
“And you’ve done this have you?” The shrink asked in neither a believing nor disbelieving voice. “Who did you talk to?”
“Yes I have,” Zac said proudly. “I talked to my sister; Lillian.”
“And what did Lillian say?”
“She told me to be good, to not end up like her, I don’t know what she meant by that…Lillian was a grade A student, popular, bubbly and funny…everything everybody wanted to be…why wouldn’t she want me to be that?”
“Have you talked to him since?”
Zac looked down at her feet sadly “No,” She said sadly. “Never – I know nobody believes me…”
The shrink jotted everything down on his clipboard and looked up “And you told your parents this?” He asked.
Zac nodded “Yes…I think…I know that’s why they sent me to see you.”
The shrink nodded “I think that’s enough for today, thank you for coming Zac, it will do you some good don’t worry.”
Zac nodded and smiled weakly “Thanks for listening.” She said despite the fact that’s what he was paid to do.
Zac stood from the couch and shook hands with the shrink before leaving the office through the double oak doors.
Nickname(s): Zacy, Zee
Age: Eighteen
Grade: Senior
Clique: Individual/Burnout
Appearance: Zac's hair is long and black, it reaches to just below her shoulders and is only rarely tied back. Her face is heart-shaped and rather defined, her eyebrows are naturally thin and arched, her lips are full without being pouty. Her skin is pale and freckles in the sun, she has green eyes that sometimes look grey and she stands at 5'6, she is of average weight and her build is thin, being neither under weight or over weight.
Clothing Style: She is usually seen in black, although she will sometimes wear colourful tops.
Interesting Clothing Facts: She makes some of her more colourful tops.
Personality: For the most part Zac is a nice girl who enjoys being nice to others and would never dream of being mean intentionally. But she can also very arrogant and obnoxious, she opens her mouth without thinking first and that puts people off. Now she isn’t loud but she is far from quiet, she isn’t that popular either but she doesn’t have any trouble making friends. She’s a balanced person who doesn’t let a lot get to her and it takes a while for her to get angry or pissed off, she’s calm and the voice who is always weighing up the odds and deciding if something is a good idea or not. She is a natural leader and is happy with that role. She is usually first to try something out, make sure it’s fun or safe etc. – she was first of her friends to jump from a cliff into the sea when she went away with them to France. She isn't afraid to speak her mind and is a bit of trouble maker, a lot of her friends' parents think she is a bad influence.
History/Background (2-4 paragraphs):
Zac was born on the 18th of August 1989 to Madeline California-Wolf and Gilbert Wolf in LA and at that time she had an elder sister called Lillian.
Lillian would constantly look out for Zac when she was a little kid and always ending up getting into fights with other kids because they called her names, it was when Zac was seven and Lillian was fourteen that Lillian was diagnosed with leukaemia. Zac became depressed and started avoiding seeing Lillian because she felt as if Lillian was letting her down, three years later Lillian died and Zac became even more depressed, she shunned her family and friends and kept herself to herself. Zac started the stay inside her room all day, only coming out to eat or use the toilet, she even started talking to people in her head, when her parents discovered this Zac was dragged to the hospital to see a shrink for extreme depression and delusions – since then Zac has been getting better and better, as a reward for her hard work in getting better and making a change in her life, Zac's parent decided to let her go to Hamilton when she was fourteen. But when she was fifteen Zac started getting into the wrong crowd and she tried her first drugs and soon she became addicted to them, she has never told anybody much about her life before Hamilton and she intends for it to stay that way.
Likes (3+):
Photography,
Animals,
Music,
Fashion,
Singing
Dislikes (3+):
Fizzy drinks,
Dance music,
Staying still for too long,
Not being able to take photos
Hobbies (3+):
Photography,
Singing,
Designing he own clothes
Quirks/Habits:
Drug habit,
Bites her nails,
Sample RP:
Zac was sat on the plush leather couch of the shrink’s office and stared unwaveringly at the old man who sat opposite her on his own plush leather chair; his hands were held together on his lap and his head tilted slightly as he took Zac in “So Zachariah,” He began but Zac cut him off.
“My name is just Zac, I’m a chick not a dude,” She corrected with a sullen tone of voice indicating that she detested having to do this every time somebody called her by that stupid boys name.
The shrink nodded “Of course I’m sorry,” He smiled slightly. “So Zac, why are you here today?”
Zac shrugged, her own hands were folded across her chest and her left leg hung over her right one limply, she was on edge to say the least, she hadn’t had a drink all day – her parents had forbid her to leave the house…her room actually so she had no way of getting to the booze and it was killing her “My parents forced me.” She said simply trying to hide the fact he was getting restless.
The shrink nodded “Okay,” He muttered. “Alright…so why do you think they brought you here?”
“Forced me,” Zac corrected. “And I dunno; I’m a shining example of perfect mental health.” The girl’s inner arrogance shone through for a second before going out like a light.
The shrink nodded again and Zac noticed for the first time that he was writing down everything she said.
“Okay Zac, I want you to tell me what you think of your parents right now – can you do that for me?”
“Of course,” Zac said simply and took a breath in trying to calm her racing heart, God she needed a drink now. “I don’t think I’ve done anything wrong, they think that I’m crazy I know they do, well I’m not, I’m not – they’re the crazy ones!”
“And how are they crazy Zac?”
Zac looked at her knees angrily “I…I don’t know…” She hissed.
The shrink hid a small smile before continuing “Interesting…” She muttered. “So you’re sure there is nothing wrong with you?”
Zac’s eyes narrowed, this was a trick question, the shrink knew all about her – no doubt her parents had told him, how could she had not seen this it was a trick all along and now she was backed into a corner, she sighed in defeat “There is one thing…I wouldn’t say it’s anything wrong, I know other people who can do it…have done it.” Zac explained before shaking her head.
“Done what Zac?”
Zac looked up at the man and gave him the ghost of a smile “Talked to the dead.” She stated.
“And you’ve done this have you?” The shrink asked in neither a believing nor disbelieving voice. “Who did you talk to?”
“Yes I have,” Zac said proudly. “I talked to my sister; Lillian.”
“And what did Lillian say?”
“She told me to be good, to not end up like her, I don’t know what she meant by that…Lillian was a grade A student, popular, bubbly and funny…everything everybody wanted to be…why wouldn’t she want me to be that?”
“Have you talked to him since?”
Zac looked down at her feet sadly “No,” She said sadly. “Never – I know nobody believes me…”
The shrink jotted everything down on his clipboard and looked up “And you told your parents this?” He asked.
Zac nodded “Yes…I think…I know that’s why they sent me to see you.”
The shrink nodded “I think that’s enough for today, thank you for coming Zac, it will do you some good don’t worry.”
Zac nodded and smiled weakly “Thanks for listening.” She said despite the fact that’s what he was paid to do.
Zac stood from the couch and shook hands with the shrink before leaving the office through the double oak doors.
