Post by meg on Jul 7, 2012 5:12:43 GMT -5
BYREN BENOIT
full name byren alia benoit
nicknames ryen, lia, rasen
type original
gender female
age eighteen
birthday december twentith
group popular
clique cheerleader
grade senior
sexuality straight
occupation barista
face claim camilla belle
alias megan
persona
adaptable, adventurous, affectionate, calm, charming, diligent, faithful, self-confident, detached, flirty, impatient, indecisive, jealous, overcritical, secretive, sneaky, social
life
byren was born into a family with money, plain and simple. her father owns one of the largest oil companies in america, and, where there is oil, there is money. she grew up never having a want or need, always being provided everything her heart ever desired. she is an only child, and grew up here in maryland. when she was twelve she moved to london with her mother, sort of a 'growing' experience as her parents liked to call it. she moved back after her freshman year of high school, assuming her mother had grown tired of their stay in the united kingdom. while there, though, she picked up a slight accent, a sort of 'holier than thou' attitude, and all the proper etiquette one can learn over the course of four years.
now a sophomore in high school, she was once again the new kid. it didn't take her long to fall into her clique, her money alone bought that. it seemed to be her mysteriousness that sealed the deal. the fact that she grew up with her classmates until they were twelve and then just vanished, only to reappear in high school a completely different person left everyone wondering about her. and while all eyes were on her for a bit, no one seemed to notice that they were the ones that really helped her climb the ladder of popularity. not even byren really noticed until she was hanging out with the populars, and most importantly the preps.
she had always been a social person, and even without the buzz around her would have found her niche eventually, it was just easier for it to happen over night. once everything settled, she really bloomed into herself. and while to strangers and other outside of her close-nit circle of friends, she was a cold bitch, to her friends she was the life of the party. she can be very sweet, and enduring, and has a sense of empathy that sometimes will take over when she finds a girl crying in the bathroom because of a guy. and while she may not always act on those feelings, somewhere inside they are there. she's a bit of a flirt, well, a major flirt, but if she's with someone, she stays faithful.
roleplaying sample
It was hard to hear over the thousands of people surrounding them, even though they were up and away from most of the crowd, off to the side of MTV's stage. As she spoke to him, Demetrio smiled, seeing her smile, and hearing the excitement in her voice. "Very," He replied, pulling her close to him, into a hug. It was a rush of adrenalin, all the people, the excitement in the air for the year ahead. One of the crew members passing by offered both of them a drink, Trio unwrapping one of his arms from around her to grab a glass. "Here's to tonight." He offered, raising his glass a little toward Blake.
Taking a sip, he leaned in, and kissed Blake's cheek in a friendly manner. "I'm glad you came," He added while he was close to her ear. Honestly, if she hadn't let him talk her into coming, he probably wouldn't have come either. Spending the biggest night of the year alone, surrounded by thousands of people all with someone else didn't sound like the best idea to him. Most likely, he would have just stayed in his apartment, might have called some random girl over, got drunk and rang in the new year having meaningless sex.
As they motioned for them to take the stage again, Trio grabbed her hand, quickly taking another swig of his drink before handing it to the person handing him his mic. Introducing the next performer, it was a quick little intro, explaining all of their achievements over 2011, and their upcoming album. As they stepped back off the stage, he playfully pulled her to him, starting to dance along to the music. "What's your new year's resolution?" He asked, loud enough hopefully to be heard over the music and people.
Two thousand eleven had been such an eventful year for Demetrio, moving back to LA, getting back into the film industry, getting back in contact with all of his friends, Jack and Blake most importantly. He wasn't sure how twelve was going to compare, but, he was excited to see what it held for him. As the song ended, he pulled away from Blake to applaud, as well as to grab the drink that was being handed to him. The drinks weren't too strong, strong enough to pack a punch, but not strong enough to interfere with his hosting duties, although those were quickly coming to an end. The night was quickly passing by, with the new year only thirty minutes away. The two of them were ushered inside the studio, for a break from the chilly outside, but also to mingle with some of the performers and for a couple of quick photos.
Posing with several people, along with Bruno Mars, he turned around to Blake, sticking his tongue out at her. Despite his 'Hollywood newcomer' status, and being best friends with two of the hottest stars on the scene, he could still have his fan moments. As the photographer requested pictures of Blake and him, he moved to stand next to her again, smiling toward the camera before quickly moving to kiss her cheek. "It's new years, all rules are out." Trio defending his actions, before turning back to the camera for a regular picture.
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