Post by malaya on Apr 28, 2012 23:18:00 GMT -5
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FACE CLAIM Lauren London
FULL NAME Malaya Miya Mercuri
NICKNAMES Miya, May
AGE Twenty
BIRTHDATE November 6th
SEXUAL ORIENTATION straight
MEMBER GROUP Local
CURRENT CITY new haven
EYES: brown
HEIGHT RANGE 5 foot 4 inches
WEIGHT RANGE one hundred and ten pounds
BODY TYPE petite and curvy
HAIR straight and curly (depends on day)
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES she has a scar on her right upper arm
TATTOOS OR PIERCINGS only on her ears
FASHION SENSE/STYLE keeps up to date with the latest trends/fashions
PARENTS Desean Mercuri, Father, Owner of 2 companies, 45/Symone Mercuri, Mother, no job (in jail), 42
SIBLINGS Jasmine Mercuri, 16, homeschooled
PETS AND OTHER RELATIVES Scruffles, cat, 2 years/Brandi, dog, 3 years
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE none
HOMETOWN Maywood, Illinois
HISTORY On November the 6th Malaya was born into the world in Maywood, Illinois. Her mother was easy on her in the child hood. Like most girls Malaya was shy in her young ages, and didnt speak much. She was quite timid like most children were at the age of 4. Slowly as the years went on, her parents began fighting for hours upon hours. Her mother wasnt around much during her childhood, and her father did what ever he could to be there for her.
Malaya didn't have a direction of things in a girls point a view from her mother, and her father wasn't the type to buy her girl "needs: when she hit puberty. Things got hard over time and her mother had gotten laid off from her job. Her father decided she should start her own career in trying to help, so he put her in a modeling photo shoot for years ranging from 6-35 years.
As years went on she had a new baby sister, her mother began to become more aggressive and even started hitting Malaya. Knowing she couldn't do anything, or she was too scared to do anything about it, she toughed it out and kept living her life. After her sister was born Malaya and her mother had been getting into more and more fights as time progressed on.
At age 12 times got to the extreme, as her mother began drinking liquor she was getting to be an abusive alcoholic. She hit Malaya more then ever, and eventually stabbed her one day while they were in the kitchen fighting. Crying and in pain she called her father secretly in a locked bathroom and cried to her father. The police showed up moments after her father had arrived, as Malaya was taken to the hospital her mother was thrown in the back of a cop car. Now to present day she is living the rich life with her father and little sister in a quiet peaceful neighborhood.
LIKES Anything pink thats cute, diamonds, baby animals, mexican food, modeling, singing, perfume, men, exercising, ice cream, soft cuddly things, necklaces, and lotion.
DISLIKES Bugs, spiders, scary movies, ghosts, bad smelling things, people who dont take care of themselves, country music, abuse, lip piercings, and alcohol.
FEARS Since she was little her mother wasn't motherly at all, she has two main things that she is deathly afraid of. The first fear is being abused by anyone or anything again. Mainly by her dad. Her mother had abused her when she was younger, this was her worst experience ever.
SECRETS The deepest darkest secret she has is of the time her mother physically abused her. The scar she has on her arm is always covered by clothing. No one knows about it, and if they see it at a pool she makes up a story about a car accident.
STRENGTHS modeling, singing, dancing, and getting things done on time.
WEAKNESSES drawing, being abused, math, and seeing homeless people on the side of the street.
PERSONALITY
Outgoing- Even though her past wasn't so great, she doesn't tend to think about it much. If her and her gals are out in the city shopping, or dancing at a crazy party she isnt afraid to show her true self. Malaya can show her true side to her true friends.
Energetic- When a party comes into view her mind is set into dancing her heart out. This girl can dance to any rhythm that is available. She will dance but not drink, her body cant stop and wont stop until the music stops.
Sassy- Her style is sweet but she’s got an edgy side to her, she doesn’t let others tell her what to do, she’s more of a leader. Malaya isn’t the person you want to rub the wrong way, her sassy attitude gets her into trouble at times. The only positive thing is that she can be respectful and control her personality.
Girly- Yes Malaya is your typical girly girl, afraid of creepy crawly bugs that show up at those wrong moments. Her obsession is pink, and cute objects, or creatures. Kittens, puppies, baby animals in general got her heart won over. Fluffy soft pillows and blankets are her favorites! The only things is they HAVE to be pink!
Flirty- Oh no! Her future date approaches what should she do? The tactics that she was born with! Her specialty to winning over a guys heart….or most of the time she will. If she spots a guy she falls for she will most definitely plunge herself to him. The good thing about it is that she isn’t shy to express herself in anyway, and can laugh any embarrassing moments off like they never happened.
Resting her head back, her mind was at ease when she lay back in the beach chair letting the cool wind rush around her. Nothing seemed to bother her, just minding her own business, listening to music, and sun tanning. Her music was loud, as she hadn't noticed her father step outside to talk to her. Feeling a hand on her shoulder she quickly opened her eyes, jerking back she yanked out her headphones out "Dad you scared me to death!" she screamed in panic. His smile was soft, but she knew that wasn't a real smile.
The look in his eyes made her feel that something was terribly wrong. "Whats wrong, is it-" she trailed off her sentence as she sat up in her chair. Her eyes grew big as she jumped out of her chair grabbed her clothes that were sitting on a nearby table and began putting them on while trying to make it inside. Malaya's father stopped her, telling her more about the situation that had put her in distress. Tears had began to fill her eyes as she slipped past him and ran inside now struggling to get her pants on.
Slamming the door to her car, she got the keys panicking as she started her car. She sped out of the driveway in reverse almost nearly going into the neighbors yard that lived on the other side of the street. She sped away to the hospital, worried about her little sister, "how could this happen so suddenly and no one told me until now!?" she cried to herself.
Waiting in the waiting room, she sat alone for some time before her father appeared "I'm sorry dad i just want to be here for her I-" she got cut off by her father who hugged her and she could tell her was trying to hold back his tears. He motioned her to sit down as she sat, her sat next to her. Time kept going.....it felt like forever! One of the nurses came in after a few hours they had arrived and smiled, "Her surgery is done,she will be ok, you may come see her now" as Malaya jumped out of her seat she rushed in to see her little sister.
Looking down at her, still teary eyed she smiled at her little sister "Its all over now, your a survivor" she held her sisters hand. The smile her sister made in a reply since she was too drugged up to speak she lay there looking very drowsily. Their father stood on the other side of her sister rubbing her cheek and sat in a chair next to the bed. It was almost 12 midnight, as her father had to work his late shift Malaya looked up at his questioning face, she knew he wondered if she was going to stay or not she replied "Ill sleep here tonight, ill call you in the morning, I love you dad, goodnight."
The look in his eyes made her feel that something was terribly wrong. "Whats wrong, is it-" she trailed off her sentence as she sat up in her chair. Her eyes grew big as she jumped out of her chair grabbed her clothes that were sitting on a nearby table and began putting them on while trying to make it inside. Malaya's father stopped her, telling her more about the situation that had put her in distress. Tears had began to fill her eyes as she slipped past him and ran inside now struggling to get her pants on.
Slamming the door to her car, she got the keys panicking as she started her car. She sped out of the driveway in reverse almost nearly going into the neighbors yard that lived on the other side of the street. She sped away to the hospital, worried about her little sister, "how could this happen so suddenly and no one told me until now!?" she cried to herself.
Waiting in the waiting room, she sat alone for some time before her father appeared "I'm sorry dad i just want to be here for her I-" she got cut off by her father who hugged her and she could tell her was trying to hold back his tears. He motioned her to sit down as she sat, her sat next to her. Time kept going.....it felt like forever! One of the nurses came in after a few hours they had arrived and smiled, "Her surgery is done,she will be ok, you may come see her now" as Malaya jumped out of her seat she rushed in to see her little sister.
Looking down at her, still teary eyed she smiled at her little sister "Its all over now, your a survivor" she held her sisters hand. The smile her sister made in a reply since she was too drugged up to speak she lay there looking very drowsily. Their father stood on the other side of her sister rubbing her cheek and sat in a chair next to the bed. It was almost 12 midnight, as her father had to work his late shift Malaya looked up at his questioning face, she knew he wondered if she was going to stay or not she replied "Ill sleep here tonight, ill call you in the morning, I love you dad, goodnight."
