HUNNAM, blaise clemency.

[blaise]

BLAISECLEMENCY HUNNAM



it's not like I need somebody
TELLING ME WHERE I SHOULD GO AT NIGHT

FULL NAME: blaise clemency hunnam.
NICKNAME: blaise.
AGE: sixteen.
YEAR: first.
ACCOMMODATION: the cells.
BIRTHDATE: january nineteenth.
GENDER: female.
ORIENTATION: straight.
STATUS: single.
CANON/ORIGINAL: originalll. D:

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don't worry you'll find somebody
SOMEONE TO TELL HOW TO LIVE THEIR LIFE

LIKES: arguing. fighting. her brother. not eating. organising things. organising other people's food. being difficult. refusing to do something. acting like a brat. music.
DISLIKES: food. eating. watching people eat. mess. what she's turning into. being told what to do. being hurt. the fact that she was kidnapped. her mother. herself.
STRENGTHS: lying. changing the subject. arguing. fighting.
WEAKNESSES: keeping her cool. not reacting to people taunting her. hiding her emotions. doesn't trust anyone.
FEARS: dying. being raped. people forcefeeding her.
GOALS: get out. survive.
SECRETS: she's still a virgin. she's a runaway who came to the wrong place.
DISORDER: she has been diagnosed with acute obsessive compulsive disorder, though she doesn't let many people see that everything has to be tidy or that everything has to be arranged in a certain way. if she can't organise, she doesn't feel as though she's in control, and will try and do anything in order to regain that control. in addition to her ocd, blaise is also incredibly anorexic. her ocd and anorexia tie together, somewhat. if she does end up eating, she has to arrange it on her plate so that it's symmetrical, so that the different items of food don't overlap and don't touch each other. things covered in ketchup or gravy send her completely up the wall. her ocd kicks in and she just can't deal with it. every part of her objects to one item of food touching another D< there has to be a gap, nothing can touch >_< when people aren't looking, she rearranges other people's food too. people just don't see things the way she does, they don't get it. they don't understand how much food touching food kills her. they think she's weird. blaise likes to think she's 'overly concerned'.
PERSONALITY: basically, she's a liar. she will deny anything if you accuse her of it, even if she knows that she did it, she knows that you saw her do it, and it won't get her into trouble. lying throws people off her scent, makes her feel more secure. it makes her feel as if she can belong somewhere, she can control who she is and what she's been through and where she comes from. all her life she's had issues with control and she rectified that by controlling what food she ate instead, which, most of the time, was nothing. some days she actually felt in control of her life, she felt like things were going right for her, and when she felt like that, she'd eat. she would refuse to eat unless things were okay. everything had to be done a certain way. if they weren't done the right way, blaise had to do them herself.

she keeps to herself, most of the time. she's not one for starting up a conversation, and she's certainly not one for causing an argument. don't get me wrong, she's good in a fight, she just prefers not to make that common knowledge. if she doesn't want to do something, she isn't just going to sit there and let you tell her to do it. she will put up a fight, she will let you know exactly how she feels about it before doing it anyway. she may not like it, but she'll do it. she's a doll who does as she's told, who'd've thunk? she will do it in the most resigned way possible, but she'll do it, because she knows that there's no way of getting out of doing it, and because she just generally does as she's told.

however, she will get back at you, in the most stupid, childish, and petty of ways. she will spend most of her time thinking of ways to get her revenge on you, regardless of your position or of how much power you have or what you can do to her. she's been through it all, going through it again isn't going to do much to her. she acts like a complete kid around her friends, and she will literally do anything for her friends. she's so incredibly loyal to her friends it's almost funny. problem is, she hardly ever trusts anyone, and so doesn't have many friends. she's a messed up girl, blaise is.

'cause you're so perfect
AND NO ONE MEASURES UP

PB: sar bennet.
HEIGHT: five foot four.
WEIGHT: eighty two lbs
HAIR: black and various other colours depending on her mood. long - reaches the middle of her back - and straight, with a side fringe.
EYES: green.
BODY TYPE: overly skinny, petite, anorexic.
MUTATION: she has permanent dark rings around her eyes that she passes off as eyeshadow and eyeliner, and she has managed to grow a long, black and white striped tail that has improved her balanced and gives away her emotions more easily. she has started to develop retractable claws, and parts of her skin has lightened and darkened considerably - making her look incredibly like a ring tailed lemur. she has a very fine layer of fur covering her skin, which bristles when she's either scared or annoyed. her tail thrashes from side to side when she feels an emotion in it's extreme, and is relatively docile when blaise is somewhat calm. it helps balance her and as such has stopped her from falling over since it first developed. if blaise were ever to lose her tail, she'd probably end up carreering all over the place. her mutation has left her emotions unstable, and she is more easily agitated than she used to be. as her mutation progresses, her organs will start realigning themselves and she will eventually be able to fully shift into a lemur and back. if she is exposed to the radiation for too long, she will not be able to transform back into a human.
STYLE: she wears what she wants. she doesn't care about what people think. she likes bright colours and skinny jeans. skirts and dresses are the spawn of the devil. [:

yeah all by yourself
YOU'RE ALL MESSED UP

MOTHER: anna hunnam - forty six - unemployed - boston, massachussetts.
FATHER: scott hunnam - forty six - till worker - london, england.
SIBLINGS: bradley hunnam - twenty - unknown - unknown.
OTHER RELEVANT FAMILY: none that she knows of.
HISTORY: anna and scott hunnam were best friends, despite the fact that they were cousins and didn't see a lot of each other. anna lived down in surrey, and scott lived in northampton, so they lived quite far away from each other. people couldn't understand why they were so close, seeing as anna was defensive and cold and didn't really let anyone through, and scott was wacky and childlike and an absolute idiot at times. anna moved in with her aunt and uncle when she was sixteen, having finally gotten fed up with her parents and wanting a change. she enrolled into scott's school to finish her gcse's. scott had quit the school a few months earlier to get a job, but, with anna's persuation, went back into the sixth form. he had to go into year twelve, however, because he had missed so much work.

they got together shortly after anna turned seventeen. she was also in the sixth form, although she was a year below scott. he asked her to his senior prom out of the blue, and anna quickly shouted yes at him before he even finished the question. she'd been feeling weird around him for ages, and she finally got the chance she'd been looking for. prom came, prom went, and anna emerged afterwards without her virginity. anna couldn't care less; she was finally going out with scott and the whole world knew it. well, maybe not the whole world, but the whole school did. despite their attempts to keep the relationship a secret, it leaked, and pretty much everyone turned on them. anna couldn't care less; she didn't have many friends anyway. she didn't want them.

fast forward four years later, and bradley was born. no extra limbs, heart failures, diseases, anything. they'd been worried that their having a child together would mean that it would be disabled, but it turned out that the kid wasn't. shortly after, scott and anna got married in a registrars office. the only people who came were their parents and the cat lady from number fifty-three down the road. they didn't care.

blaise was born on the ninteenth of january, nineteen ninety three, in london, england. from an early age, blaise and her mother didn't get along. some days blaise hated her mother so much that she just didn't even want to be in the same country as her, and this was years before blaise hit her teens. blaise would act out at every possible opportunity, knowing that it annoyed her mother and it would give her some well needed attention; anna - blaise's mother - was more interested in looking after her sons than blaise herself, and acting out and behaving like a spoilt child was the only way that blaise could make sure that there was some attention thrown in her direction. blaise had always got along with scott more than anna, so when scott told her that he was planning to split from her mother when she was sixteen, blaise was devastated. the whole family relocated to boston massachussetts, and blaise's physical contact with her father was cut off.

she tried everything; she knew that the only reason she was still around was because scott refused to let anna make blaise pay for keep and meals, and when scott was gone, all that would change. she tried to convince scott to let her move in with him, she even moved in with friends for a few weeks at one point, but she'd always eventually be driven home to her house where her mother was waiting to give her yet another mouthful of abuse. blaise always argued back; she never stepped down, not even for a minute. eventually, she snapped, and ran away, telling only bradley and scott what she was planning. she was on the run for three months before she was caught by bella, and has been subjected to taunts and extra radiation because she's known as 'the stray'. stupid people.

i was losing myself
TO SOMEBODY ELSE

OOC NAME: zoe -_-.
AGE: eighteen -_-
AREA: le royaume uni.
CODEWORD: me. chris loves likes me.
RP SAMPLE: baaaah go away.

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