Post by Sheila Louise Bradel on Dec 13, 2011 18:48:33 GMT -6
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Sheila Louise Bradel
"I dream a dirty dream of you, baby.You're crawling on the bathroom floor."
17 .
4 years or so. .
email. .
was a member before. .
NICKNAMES . Shelley
AGE, D.O.B . 21, April 11
GROUP . Nurse
POWER/ABILITIES . n/a
POWER WEAKNESS AND AMPLIFIER (If you are a patient you MUST have BOTH a weakness and an amplifier.
FACE CLAIM . the beautiful Amber Heard
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HEIGHT . 5'4
WEIGHT . 120
HAIR. Blonde, faded, wavy and long
EYES. blue
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS . tongue pierced
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . she's gorgeous
PHYSICAL FLAWS . hands are long, one eye is slightly bigger than the other, ears are tiny
PERSONAL STYLE . She's rather retro, but can be slouchy
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Alcohol
Marijuana
Books
Singing
Music
Parties
Food
Men<3
DISLIKES .
Smell of hospitals
LSD
silences
stupidity
her job
family life
being in a relationship
STRENGTHS .
Very good at getting her way
brute personality
very out spoken
honesty
WEAKNESSES .
Men
kittens
too much of a bitch to have any friends
GOALS .
get out of this hospital
live to see 30
sleep with the president
FEARS .
Not being accepted
having to continue her work here
being murdered
SECRETS .
1. She's secretly in love with nearly everyone she meets, male or female.
2. Was a prostitute from 17 to 19.
3. Killed animals as a child
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FATHER . Ralph Bradel
MOTHER . Leslie Bradel
SIBLINGS . Jennifer Bradel
Jason Bradel
and her twin brother Shane
PETS . n/a
OTHER FAMILY . n/a
HISTORY .
Sheila is the youngest child of Ralph and Leslie. Ralph was a long time politician until he was caught in a sexual scandal with the Mayor's wife when she was only three. Her mother stayed with him, however, and became a drug addict and alcoholic and was hospitalized when she was 12. When Sheila turned 15, her twin brother was reported missing for three weeks and soon the kidnapper took her as well, forcing her to do things while her brother watched. At age 16 they were returned after her father was forced to pay 1 million dollars to the capture. When Sheila was only 17 she began to sell her body to older men of her church to help pay her mother's medical bills. Sheila's older brother Jason committed suicide after his 'friend' bought him a girl for the night and it happened to be his own sister. Sheila's warped mind believed she actually killed Jason, but would never receive treatment. At 20, Sheila moved in with her older sister and her two kids and began to work at the Asylum after finishing an online degree for low-risk patient nursing. She has worked nearly a year at the Asylum and has tried to make a name for herself there, though she hopes it's more of a negative name than a positive.
(i know it isn't 3 paragraphs, but...... D:)
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MEMBER TITLE . beh
RULES PHRASE(this tells us you've read the rules.) . BANDAIDS
ANY OTHER CHARACTERS? .
Franklin Halem...if that counts!
RP SAMPLE .
A small thin line of sunlight still lingered on the horizon. The clouds were pink and purple, looming in the sky like heavy rocks on a fishing wire. Franklin took a small window of time to sneak by the guards and take a gander outdoors. It wasn't off limits, but since he was such a high risk, they normally didn't like him anywhere outside the hospital. He really couldn't blame them, he knew what he was capable of, though he didn't consider himself a threat. Hell, he didn't even break the rules, unless he wanted to go outside for a smoke.
Franklin took his usual route through the gloomy statues and thick trees. He found his favorite one to sit on, a huge angel who's wings had cracked and weathered. Franklin always imagined her as his perfect woman. He couldn't read what she wanted, but he liked to think his visits made her happy. So now, he was there, sitting at her feet, smoking his day away.
Now was a time to gather his thoughts. His mind flashed to the reason he was here. Even years after his trial and sentencing, the details were vivid in his mind. Kristy's screams and begs still rang in his ears. Her moans still vibrating against his chest. Closing his eyes, he revisited the cold night. Kristy was in the kitchen, screaming at him for using her 'fine china' as an ashtray, and then she starting screaming about his dirty dishes and how 'if she lived with a nice guy she wouldn't be treated this way'. That's all it took, it's funny how easy it is to snap. Calmly, he turned to her, explaining his sorrows, his left hand gripping the cake knife she had sat down. Within a few seconds she was calm, kissing his face and hugging his neck. That's when the first blow came, and then the floors ran red and the next thing he knew he kissed her once, pushing her off the balcony.
He opened his eyes once his cigarette had burned down and singed his finger. He flicked it out and lit another, pushing his thoughts aside, taking time to gaze at the sinking horizon. He was almost ready to leave when he heard a rustling in the bushes near him. His green eyes focused in, seeing if he could read anyone before he saw them.
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