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Where normal people have a heart....

He has a bottomless black hole

Created on 2006-02-03 00:28:21 (#9422510), last updated 2006-12-26

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Basic Info
Name:Wendy Peterson
Birthdate:1972-03-12
Location:New York
Bio
The Basics
Name: Wendy Peterson
Age: 24
Birthday: October 12, 1972
Gender: Female

Physical
Eyesight: 20/20
Hearing: Very good. She can hear you when she wants to.
Left/Right/Ambi: Right
Disabilities/Handicaps: She gets a little OCD sometimes. Skittles have to be arranged by color, then you eat them, and God forbid someone's shoelaces are untied, but that's about it.
Physical Health: She's skinny but not in a gross sort of way. Her natural body shape.

Psychology
IQ: She has no fucking idea. And that doesn't mean she's not smart. It just means she's doesn't look for a number to put on her mind.
Extrovert/Introvert: She's usually an extrovert, outgoing and she does like attention.
Phobias/Fears: Clastrophobic unless someone's there with her.

Personality
Goals/Dreams: To become someone who makes a differance. Even if it's giving a bum a buck.
Quirks: She doesn't like it when people tell her she can't do something or step in her way. She has to tell the truth, no matter what. Can't lie, she made a promise. She likes to steal wallets from men by seducing them. She likes to make out, but rarely goes past that.
Likes: Men, cigarette, food, clothes, MUSIC, books and so much more.
Dislikes: Stupid people, pushy people, bossy people, most city guys.
Philosophy of Life: We all must have something to do here otherwise what's the point of us being here.

Appearance
Height: 5'6"
Weight: 120 lbs
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Dark brown with the occasional random streaks of color, but she's pretty content w/one color normally.
Face & Complexion: White skin. Smooth and perfect. Thank god she never had to deal w/ ache or any of that other teenage bullshit.
Build: Lean yet she's got some muscle when it comes to lifting stuff.
Defining Marks: Two holes in each ear along with her right cartilege. A belly button ring. A tattoo if you turn over her left arm, scrolled across is "For the Unforgiven" in black script.
Dress Style: Her hair is mostly down. She is usually dressed in a comfortable yet artsy and kind of outfit of some sort. Or just a t-shirt, a skirt, and some black boots. She can dress to impress or just go crazy with her wardrobe at times.
Manner of Speech: Fluent in French and English (of coarse)
Manner of Movement: She moves with confidence. Very rough way of walking. Not flowy or girly at all. Relaxed.

Marital Status: Single.
Sexual Preference: Straight, although she did experiment once. It was brought on by a couple of tequila shots, but that doesn't mean it was bad. Just lots of kissing.

Occupation: Bike messenger in the morning and a waitress at night. She's also in her first year studying art history at an arts school.

Family
Parents: Mom's alive and well. Dad's gone. Perfectly content with her having her own life. She loves when her mom sends her a care package of whiskey, a carton of Marboro's, and pie. Apple pie.
Siblings: Only child.
Family History: Middle class. Southern family. Dad liked the bottle (not to insane abuse point, just sort of there) and mom likes the cigarettes.
Family Home: One of many two bedroom, one bathroom, living room, and kitchen houses in Hutchinson, Kansas on Cherry Lane. Yes, Fucking Cherry lane. It's a small town, bear with her.
Friends: Neil, the city chicks, Eric.

Personality
Wendy is very different from most. At times, she can be philosophical and she normally takes a deep look into people. She comes from a somewhat normal childhood, which was greatly impacted by her best friend, Neil. They are still close but they've grown apart a little now that they're growing up. She has her own ways of doing things, but everything that needs to be done is done. She is somewhat organized in that she knows where everything is. She is very safe and protective of people she cares for, but it takes a lot to get her trust. She usually follows her own agenda and looks for things beyond the surface.

Whatever she is feeling in a state of time, she puts her whole self into it. She's loyal and smart. She is very much interested in music, books, and art.

Favorites
Animal: She's not really into animals
Book: "Fight Club by Chuck Palahniuk"
Color: Crimson.
Drink: Coffee or Chocolate Milk.
Food: Steak and fries or Pizza.
Flower: Not really into flowers but let her go with the stereotypical red roses.
Music: Punk rock, 60's, 70's, Psychodelic. Deep Purple, Led Zeppelin, Iggy Pop, The Doors = God!, The Clash, Sex Pistols, Black Sabbeth, Jefferson Airplane, Janis Joplin, Jimi Hendrix, Pink Floyd, Rolling Stones, The Cure, Van Morrison. I could go on forever. Seriously.
Scent: Sweet Potatoes her mom makes at Thanksgiving after dragging her home.
Thing To Do: Read, listen to music, drink, smoke, draw, have sex, write.

Least Favorite
Animal: She never gave you a favorite in the first place, but fine. She'll say giraffes.
Book: "Little Women by Louisa May Alcott" She had to read it in middle school. She went for spark notes instead to prevent killing herself.
Color: Hot anything.
Drink: Plain milk and soda.
Food: Fish. She's a Kansas girl. Seafood...no.
Music: Country or rap or something like that. It makes her ears bleed.
Scent: Cheap perfume.
Thing To Do: Be forced to kick someone's ass.

Background
Wendy was born and raised in Hutchinson, Kansas. Her childhood was mediocre and the greatest influence on her life at the time was Neil. Her best friend. They're soulmates. They agree on the fact that if Neil wasn't gay, they'd probably get hitched and pop out a few more menaces to society, but rather than that, they stay soulmates. Wendy got to know Neil in and out. She knows his darkest secrets and he knows hers.

After high school, they moved to the city together and shared an apartment for about a year. He went back to Hutchinson for a bit to sort of try and pick up the pieces of his very fucked up life. She waited for him and even saved an apartment for him to call his own around the corner from hers. It's now 1996 and she's pulling two jobs to go to school and pay rent. She's in her first year of college with the major of Art History...She lives by instinct and right now she's focused on finishing what she's started.

Her ten given items:

Her music collection (on tapes)
Her books
Her jacket
Her journal
Her favorite pair of jeans
Her makeup
Her band tees
Her scrapbook
Neil's sweater
Eric's postcards



Wendy Peterson is from the movie and novel "Mysterious Skin" and doesn't belong to me at all. This journal is for non-profit RP play at [info]dark_desert_hwy and [info]hearts_andminds
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