Recovery: She Always Means Well

[annabel noir chessire]

NAME Annabel Noir Chessire {stage name:noir or bellz}
NICKNAMES Bellz
AGE 18 (19 in just over a month)
BIRTHDAY August 17
GENDER Female
SEXUALITY heterosexual
ON TOUR WITH Disasterous Ending
AS THEIR Lead Guitarist
LOOKS LIKE Evanna Lynch

LIKES
* Guitar Collection
* Converse Collection
* Violin
* Men
* Salads (she literally is addicted to them, it's all she eats)
* Lighters(just a little bit of a pyro)
* Mascara
* Paint & Blank Canvas
* Ramone & Shilo her two ferretts
* Dark Colors
* Beaches in the Winter
* Night
* Moon
* Midnight
* Horses
* Wine(she drinks it by the bottles after shows)
* AIM
* Facebook
* Vinyl Records
* CD's
* Screaming Her lungs Out When She Is Drunk
* Steak
* Photography/Getting her picture Taken
* Dye(she has gone through many different hair colors, would you believe her natural was dark brown with carmel highlights)
DISLIKES
* Sickness
* Gunshots
* Perfection
* Organization
* Summer
* Beaches when they are overcrowded and polluted
* Cats(evil little creatures in her mind)
* Most Makeup(she uses it for shows when she has to...by force)
* Sugar and Sweets(she has high blood sugar)
* Tounge Piercings
* Itunes/ Limewire(Where is the fun in searching for the oldies)
* Twitter(who cares that you are eating cereal in the middle of the town square, it IS stupid)
* Salt
* Fish(Disgusting)
* Cooking(Hence why she likes salads, easy preparation)
* Stuffed Animals(usually)
* Pills, even though she takes medication every day, she takes the liquid type
FEARS
* Loosing her brother like she lost her parents
* To be alone without anyone to be there with her
STRENGTHS
* Photographic Memory
* Guitar/Violin/Cello/Bass(her parents were very..forceful over music)
* Writing Lyrics
* Fighting/ Flexible(she can do backflips out of trees and stuff when she gets bored)
* Witty
* Self Confident
* Protective and Loyal to Friends
WEAKNESSES
* Stubourness
* Too Self Confident
* Can be Overprotective
* Sarcasm can get her into some sticky situations
* High Blood sugar
* Wine
GOALS
* To become a world wide sensation, and prove to her parents, if they are even stilll alive, that she made it somewhere without there help
* Find Someone who Loves her for her
* To Win the Competition within the Bands
SECRETS
* When she was 15, her parents left her and her brother in there large house with money and a nanny, and never told annabel or her brother where they went. Basically, a lawyer just came and put her brother in charge of Annabel and made him her legal guardian at 19.
* She writes her own music and can sing pretty well, and before she joined the band, she was going to debute as a single act. But, when her parents disappeared, that dream was lost, and she found her friends in the band, now she is afraid to tell them about her hidden talents for some pretty non-existant reasons.
PERSONALITY Annabel is a loyal and honest person, who just happens to look a bit out of the ordinary when it comes to dress. She is someone who for the most part is content with her life, at least when she is around others. When she is with peers, she is always “pleasant” as pleasant as any of them could be, with witty comments to get back at someone else’s and only using her white smile to get out of any trouble she gets into. But, when she is alone, a whole new outlook comes on, she then has time to think about her parents and what may have happened, and although she learned to despise how they treated her, she knows she still loves her. With this, comes one of her many rare personalities where she is quiet, and far away, more scared as time continues to turn; if it wasn’t for sleeping medication she wouldn’t be able to stand her dreams without being frightened. Then there is also her drunk side, a bit of what you may call insane, because she will do anything dangerous, whether it be jumping out of a moving car, or walking into some dark alley. She is a girl who likes to drink her wine happily enough, but she becomes a lion when she’s gone over her limit, everything excites her more, and life in general will make her high.

So, basically, she has differences in attitude when it comes to people and alcohol in general, but when it gets specific, her real personality unfolds, with all the many quirks and motions. Basically, her usual personality is around her band mates, close friends, fans (on occasion) and of course her brother. With them, she is relaxed and completely connected to her surroundings. She takes everything in before speaking, and gets excited when others are excited. The only times she gets overly zealous are on the stage, or with her brother. During the practices, she is pretty sane and cracks jokes and other things of the sort, but when she gets on stage, it pumps her up and makes her feel exhilarated by the noise of the crowd, some of her happiest moments are on the stage. Yet, the most Important times she spends is with her brother, and with him, she doesn’t have to be over-protective, and calm, she just acts however she feels that day. Over the years, she had become very attached to her brother, and although she doesn’t say it openly, she loves him dearly like a good sister should. Not to say she can't play a good joke, no on the contrare, when she is in a particularly good mood she can be quite a little prankster. Overall, Annabel is someone with many sides; sarcastic, witty, fun, zealous, quiet, joker, pranker, listener, crowd pleaser, and seceretive when she wants to be. no one knows what they may see in her at different moments of the day, the only people who will really know her are her closest friends.

PARENTS Marcob & Shantile Chessire
SIBLINGS Chad Ramone Chessire
HOMETOWN Toronto, Canada
OTHER FIGURES Her Bandmates
HISTORY Annabel didn't always live in Toronto, she was born in Dorchester, England; 3 years after her birth, her parents decided to move to Canada with their son and daughter. Most people would not notice that she is English, because for the most part she does not have an accent; it only shows when she is particularly flustered. Once they made their way over to Toronto, they began to have Annabel and Chad home-tutored(they had a bit of money). Annabel followed instructions, and with the tutoring came musical lessons for the violin, and as a child she loved the instrument. What she didn't understand at the time was the money her parents wanted, and for the first 6 years, she learned well enough. But, when she was 9 she couldn't take the pressure. First off, she had to go to the hospital every so often to taken growing medication, and secondly she liked music, but didn't like such hard teachings. Whenever the instructor came, she threw the thing at his head and walked out. Soon, her intructor quit, and her parents basically made her go to regular school and take basic music classes while there.

During her middle school years, she learned how to play the guitar, and basically knew that would be her main love from then on. She practiced eagerly every day, listening to her parents bickering about how she was a horrible child who should play something less loud. Basically that was what got her to begin to despise them, she couldn't understand why they couldn't just let her play. Although, when she seemed to be getting rather good, her father mentioned maybe singing, and thought it would be fun. When he introduced her to a friend from an agency when she was 14; she had started to learn the cello, and thought it may be fun to make a debut cd. her parents were only thinking of taking the money. But, somewhere after her 15 birthday and before school started, her parents disappeared.

With the disappearance, Annabel was almost happy, she didn't have to listen to their constant nagging, and however cruel that may seem, she didn't care. Her brother had been made her parental guardian at 19, and she canceled the debut, she didn't feel the need. After that, she didn't really question where her parents went, they left her and her brother with a home and money, which they used. Neither of them had particualrly liked their parents, they had always helped each other out, so the sister and brother worked well as a small family. Going into high school she had a few troubles, but she was able to keep the disappearence low key, and in her senior year she joined disasterous ending as the lead guitarist. It became her pride and joy, and she did not want anything to ruin it. She didn't worry about the fact that she took a few medications, it didn't matter, at least they hadn't stopped her from playing so far. Thus, she is now on the tour with her bandmates to try to win it all.

NAME Bellz
AGE 16
EXPERIENCE 6 years
OTHER CHARACTERS None as of yet, but there will be eventually
THE MAGIC WORD -admin edit-
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE
Annabel walked from the gryffindor corridor, converse unlaced, and wearing none other than a pair of skinny jeans, a t-shirt, and a leather bracelet on her wrist. Yeah, true, to most it was probably a wierd ensamble, ecspecially when she pulled out her gryffindor tie and tied it around her neck, but she really didn't care, she wasn't in the mood to impress. Truly, she wasn't in the mood to do anything, it was sunday, and her dreams hadn't gone well the night before. She had only managed maybe, 3 hours of sleep was it? And that was only because she had cast a sleeping spell on herself. Even then, she had her worst nightmare, flames engulfing her along with her parents, as if she should have been there that night, she should have to, but no one needed to know that. That is, no one had any reason to know that, most just thought that her parents died in a freak accident, they didn't want to listen to the fact that Voldemort had killed them. They were all just little pricks, stuck on themselves, not even wondering what was happening in the real world, who was being killed, it disgusted her.

Without knowledge of where she had been walking, she noticed a familiar passage that lead to the seceret staircase, might as well, she knew once in a while people ended up here when either bored, or lost. In this case, she really just wanted to knock her head against the wall and see if even that had no effect on her. She laughed, if she actually did do that, there was no idea where she would end up when she awoke, that's just how Hogwarts was. So, instead, she unbuttoned her leather cuff, and muttered a flight charm, moving her wand as she went, the hazel wood dulled a bit of shine after years of use, still, it was a trusty companion. But, as soon as her concentration on it was at some point interested, she heard footsteps clomping against the hard stone of the steps. "Who's thar?" she said monotoned and let the bracelet fall, so much for that entertainment.

She rolled her eyes, of course it would be Ezekiel of all people, it was kind of funny actually, she thought it would be some lost little first year still trying to find his way around school. It almost made her want to laugh, but she didn't. "Trullfully, I think my worse nightmare is scarier than you'll ever be, you don't even compare." she grinned, it was fun to tease him, even if her type of teasing actually mocked herself in the process. She watched him as he graced the stairs with his presence, walking up to the top stair where she had been sitting. "Did you really think you could sneak up on me when I heard you at the bottom of the stairs, even if yeh' stopped with the clomping, I knew yeh' were thar." A small ounce of happiness shone through her dull eyes, at least she wasn't alone to spend the morning sitting on the stairs playing with a leather cuff like a bored child.

"Meh sunday has been going fine, thank you. Cept' for the fact I haven't slept a wink, but, eventually it'll all catch up on meh. Anyways, nothin much could've happened yet, it's only ten in the mornin'." Annabel's eyes wandered to her cuff, and she said a quick spell to make it appear near her, why pick it up when you could do magic? She turned to find Ezekiel flopping to the ground.

"Do yeh really think meh of all people would hide from someone? Nah, it's more along the lines of not being in the mood for imprudent conversations amoung students." She tapped her fingers against the cold stone underneath her, "But, why ar' yeh so tierd, av' a nightmare?"