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{ Name or Nickname: Tanisha

{ Age:
Sixteen

{ Role-play Experience:
About 2 years...

{ Role-play Sample:
It's from a character I used to RP with quite frequently:

Quote:

Taylor adjusted the volume on his iPod, turning the Bloc Party track up as he walked, muttered words left his lips as he sang along, his breath turning white as it hit the bitter winter air. "Why is it so freezing?" Taylor thought to himself, his pale green eyes scanning the surroundings in search of some place warm to seek sanctuary from the cold "where are all the coffee shops in this town? We shouldn’t of moved to this damn cold city." As he continued down, what his parents had told him was, “the high street”, he doubted that his parents even knew anything about the place they’d shipped them all off to, he’d expected more than just “Barry’s Tackle” and a few run-down old stores. Bloc Party turned into Hellogoodbye as Taylor turned and began walking down a side street, this one looked better than the last, a few kids emerged from shops on both sides of the street hands laden with bags, maybe this town did have something for him to do after all. Quickening his steps, Taylor walked in pace with the music in his ears, passing clothing retailers and record shops. He contemplated entering a warm looking comic book store on his left, but decided against entering it because his eyes caught sight of a sign that was most welcoming to his eyes. “Starbucks” just a few doors away. He grinned and hurried toward the door, not pausing until he’d pushed the heavy door open. A rush of warm air hit him in the face as he set a foot over the threshold. “Ahh..” he couldn’t help but smile as he made his way to the counter. The sound of cups clattering and people chattering overpowered the quiet music in his ear, so he used a hand to pull the headphones out just as he was being addressed by the person behind the counter. “Caramel Macchiato... Grande” Taylor said automatically, it was evident that this boy had visited Starbucks often “please” he added with a smile, “manners don’t cost a thing, Taylor” his gran had always told him when he was younger, and she was right, they didn’t. “Three dollars and forty cents, please” the girl requested, holding her hand out. Taylor pulled a handful of cash from his pocket and sorted out the correct change handing it to the girl with a smile, earning himself a smile and muttered response in return, as the girl tucked a strand of stray blonde hair behind her pierced ear and blushed. A few steps to the left to collect his drink, Taylor grabbed a handful of sugar packets and stuffed them into the pocket of his red jacket. He trudged up a few wooden steps, into one of the seating areas, and settled down onto an unoccupied brown leather sofa, silently thanking god for the lack of customers taking up the seats in this small town. A pang of loss struck him suddenly though, as he realized he was a million miles from the busy city he once lived in. A long way away from the friends he had left back home in England.

{ Marshmallows are?:
awesomeness

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{ Full Name:
Elijah Braen Canning. He prefers to be referred to as Eli, though.

{ Age and Birthday:
Seventeen. June 15th, 1990.

{ Gender:
Male.

{ Senior, Junior, Sophomore, Freshman?:
Junior.

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{ Eye Color:
Many comments have been made, over the years, about Eli's eyes. The striking Jade green colour of his perfect almond shaped eyes provides perfect insight into the emotions of Eli. If you wanted to know how Elijah felt, all would have to do would to take one look into his eyes, and you will understand his feelings.

{ Hair Color:
Since the age of thirteen, Eli has grown his hair to a length just passing his jawline and dyed it black, and at the first sight of his naturally straw coloured hair growing through, he dyes it black again. Hair straighteners are a necessity in Elijah's every day life, he prefers a more tame, straightened look to his natural, wild curly hair.
To conceal his natural hair colour further, Eli always sweeps his hair over his blonde eyebrows.

{ Height & Weight:
Eli has always been short, standing at a below-average height for a boy of his age, a mere five foot six inches, but he liked it. He is of a slightly broad build, not quite fat, but not really that thin either. Just a little over average weight and build for his height, 154lbs made him chubbier than average, but he still managed to fit into a small pair of tight jeans.

{ Skin Tone:
Coming from a background where the sun was rarely ever seen in the sky, meant that Elijah had a pale skin tone, almost chalky white. Even if he was exposed to the sun for prolonged amounts of time, that wouldn't really change the hue of his skin, except for the fact that it would maybe burn him, sending him a rosy pink colour.

{ Piercings:
Eli has always been fascinated by piercings, he himself had a number of piercings. Fourteen to be exact. His bottom lip featured a snakebite piercing, both of his ears had five loops of silver running along them. Then there were the less noticeable ones, small diamond stud through his left nostril and a ring through his right nipple. Elijah saw piercings as a form of expression, his piercings showed his lack of conformity.

{ Tattoos:
None currently, but he has often been tempted to get a tattoo, and maybe someday he will acquire one.

{ Abnormalities:
Elijah doesn't see his various scars and birthmarks as being abnormal, everyone had their own flaws. His favourite scar, could be seen as being abnormal, though. Acquired when he and his friends attempted to smoke, when he was thirteen. Elijah had clumsily dropped his lit cigarette onto his lap and it had burned his inner thighs. Now, he had two perfect circular shaped scars on each of his inner thighs which, when aligned, formed a perfect love heart.

{ Face Claim:
Oli Sykes


{ Clothing Style:
Elijah doesn't believe in fashion trends, he prefers to do his own thing freely, rather than feel ruled by fashion. Rather than picking out clothes judging by matching patterns, styles or colours, he prefers to go for the more comfortable items of clothing. His favourite outfit consists of a pair of tight fitting jeans and a simple t-shirt either plain or displaying a band's name. His outfits were usually accompanied by his hot pink converse and lime green studded belt, his often brightly coloured attire contrasted with his pale skin tone, making him seem like a rather odd and eccentric character.

{ Brief Description:
Seventeen year old Elijah Braen Canning is the kind of person who, if he were to pass you on the street, you would be compelled to take a second glance at him.
He isn't strikingly good looking, but he does have a certain attractive quality to him, his eyes especially have a certain quality to them.
People say that the eyes are the windows to the soul, in the case of Eli, this statement could not be truer. Many comments have been made, over the years, about Eli's eyes. The striking Jade green colour of his perfect almond shaped eyes provides perfect insight into the emotions of Eli. If you wanted to know how Elijah felt, all would have to do would to take one look into his eyes, and you will understand his feelings. His eyes expressed more than any other part of him did, they always left a lasting impression upon all who gazed into them. Even if you were to forget his face you would be easily able to remember who he was, just by looking into his eyes.
As a child, Eli was easily recognised for being the short boy with the bright green eyes and untameable curly blonde hair, but he hated being noticed so much. Since the age of thirteen, Eli has attempted to get rid of his natural hair, by growing it to a length just passing his jawline and dying it black at the first sight of his naturally straw coloured hair growing back through. Getting rid of the curls was a struggle, therefore hair straighteners are a necessity in Elijah's every day life, he prefers a more tame, look to his natural, wild curly hair, so two hours were set aside each morning for him to tame his locks. Even after the dying, the fact that Eli was a natural blonde was still evident so, to further conceal his natural hair colour, Eli always sweeps his hair over his forehead, just above his eyes, covering his blonde eyebrows.
Eli has always been short, standing at a below-average height for a boy of his age, a mere five foot six inches, but he liked it. He is of a slightly broad build, not quite fat, but not really all that thin either. Just a little over average weight and build for his height, 154lbs made him chubbier than average, but he still managed to fit into a small pair of tight jeans. He was comfortable with his weight, maybe he had considered losing a few pounds, but he liked his little extra baggage, it made him look more... human.
Coming from a background where the sun was rarely ever seen in the sky, meant that Elijah had a pale skin tone, almost chalky white. Even if he was exposed to the sun for prolonged amounts of time, that wouldn't really change the hue of his skin, except for the fact that it would maybe burn him, sending him a rosy pink colour.
not really a believer in fashion trends, Eli prefers to do his own thing freely, rather than feel ruled by fashion. Rather than picking out clothes judging by matching patterns, styles or colours, he prefers to go for the more comfortable items of clothing. His favourite outfit consists of a pair of tight fitting jeans and a simple t-shirt either plain or displaying a band's name. His outfits were usually accompanied by his hot pink converse and lime green studded belt, his often brightly coloured attire contrasted with his pale skin tone, making him seem like a rather odd and eccentric character.
His plump figure, adorned with various scars and birthmarks wasn't really something Eli saw as being abnormal, a little strange, maybe... but everyone had their own flaws. He doesn't see himself as being a perfect person, he knows he is far from perfection, his scars were more of a way of keeping memories, each had it's own back story, a perfect reminder of his life. For example, his favourite scar reminded him of his teenage life, with his friends back home in Wales. Acquired when he and his friends first attempted to smoke, back when Eli was just thirteen, and had begun going through a self-exploration stage. He had clumsily dropped his lit cigarette onto his lap where it burned a hole in his jeans his inner thighs. Ever since then he has had two perfect circular shaped, pearly white scars on each of his inner thighs which, when aligned, formed a perfect love heart, a constant reminder of the reason he chose not to smoke.
A year after he began going through his stage of self-discovery and freedom of expression, Eli became fascinated by piercings. Acquiring, from then on a number of piercings. Fourteen to be exact. His ears were the first to have holes put in them, two small gold studs at first, then he got more, now both of his ears had five loops of silver through them, running up the lobes, to the very top of his ear. His bottom lip was the second to be pierced, which featured a snakebite piercing. Then came the less noticeable ones, small diamond stud through his left nostril, unnoticeable unless you were close, or the sun shone directly on it, and a ring through his right nipple, often covered by his clothing. Elijah saw piercings as a form of expression, his piercings were his way of showing his lack of conformity, and longing to be different.
His next step in self-expression was to be tattoos, so far he hasn't gotten one, but he has often been tempted to get a tattoo, and maybe someday he will acquire one.


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{ Likes:
Elijah is like most teenage boys of his age, some of his favourite things in life are:
Gigs
Music
Parties
Food
Games
Weather
Nature
Photography
Computers
Reading
Friends
Wales
Outdoors
Animals
Writing
Poetry

{ Dislikes:
Eli isn't really the kind of person to complain about anything, but that's not to say there are no things that annoy him, but there are very few things he dislikes, mainly:
Fake People
Rudeness
Waiting in long lines
Liars
Cheaters
Homophobes
and he has an irrational fear of dogs, spiders, clowns and, ironically considering his home country, sheep.


{ Habits:
Though he may deny that what he does are habits, there are certain things which he does compulsively, that could be classed as being a habit.
Sarcasm was his worst habit, also something he does compulsively, he's a really sarcastic person, which often makes him come across as being harsh, but it's just his humour and he can not help it. Another thing he does is chew, and not just his nails, but anything and everything, give him a pen to write with and he'll chew the end. When there aren't things at hand to chew, he can often be caught biting his nails, or nibbling at the rings through his bottom lip, a habit which was usually worse when he was nervous. Daydreaming was another habit he seemed to have, he could stare out of a window for hours, letting his imagination go free.

{ Hobbies:
Not really one for talking openly about his feelings, Eli preferred to jot his thoughts down on paper, he didn't keep an actual journal, but he had a passion for writing. If something inspired him, he would think about it for hours and write it down. Be it poetry, stories, or just random thoughts, Eli adored writing.
it was due to his love of Reading that his passion for writing came about. Ever since he could remember, Elijah has always been fascinated by books, works of fiction mainly. Spending hours with his nose in books, reading story after story, was what he spent most of his free time as a child doing.
Photography was another way Elijah captured the beauty of the world around him, he tried to take his camera with him everywhere he went, just in case a photo opportunity cropped up, also, Music is another of Elijah's hobbies. Be it listening to music, writing lyrics or playing his guitar, there wasn't a day that went by where music was not a component.

{ Talents:
The only real talent Elijah had was his ability to take something simple and create something much more elaborate with it through writing. He could take a simple flower and write about it, making it seem much more wonderful than it really was.

{ Brief Description:
A shy and often reclusive boy, Elijah is not really one for talking openly about his feelings, Eli preferred to jot his thoughts down on paper, he didn't keep an actual journal, but he had a passion for writing. If something inspired him, he would think about it for hours and write it down. Be it poetry, stories, or just random thoughts, Eli adored writing.
it was due to his love of Reading that his passion for writing came about. Ever since he could remember, Elijah has always been fascinated by books, works of fiction mainly. Spending hours with his nose in books, reading story after story, was what he spent most of his free time as a child doing.
Photography was another way Elijah captured the beauty of the world around him, he tried to take his camera with him everywhere he went, just in case a photo opportunity cropped up, also, Music is another of Elijah's hobbies. Be it listening to music, writing lyrics or playing his guitar, there wasn't a day that went by where music was not a component.
Though he wouldn't class himself as a talented boy, he was, his ability to take something simple and create something much more elaborate with it through writing often shocked people. The way he could be so passionate in his writing, when he came across as being shy and quiet, was something people found fascinating about him. On the rare occasion anyone was able to read his writings, they always seemed shocked at the transformation of character. Though people never got to know, or read his personal thoughts, not unless he wanted them too, anyway. He was quite a secretive person when it came to talking about himself, something people often thought was a bad thing. Though he may deny that what he does are habits, there are certain things which he does compulsively, that could be classed as being a habit. Sarcasm was his worst habit, also something he does compulsively, he's a really sarcastic person, which often makes him come across as being harsh, but it's just his humour and he can not help it. Another thing he does is chew, and not just his nails, but anything and everything, give him a pen to write with and he'll chew the end. When there aren't things at hand to chew, he can often be caught biting his nails, or nibbling at the rings through his bottom lip, a habit which was usually worse when he was nervous. Daydreaming was another habit he seemed to have, he could stare out of a window for hours, letting his imagination go free.


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{ Family:
Elijah was brought up amongst a small, close, family of five.
His father, Braen James Canning is the dominant, provider of the family, aged fifty-four. Elijah's has always been told that his father was where he got his eyes from, though his father's eyes were a duller colour in comparison to Elijah's. Braen is a compassionate man, always willing to help anyone who needed help, since his wife's death, he had become the family's rock.

His mother, Catrin Canning was a small woman who died of terminal lung cancer at the age of forty-four, six months prior to the family's move from Wales. She is the person who Eli inherited his curly blonde hair and passion for reading, writing and photography from.

The final two members of the family are Elijah's two younger siblings. Twins, aged fourteen, Gwendolyne Catrin Canning and Tristan James Canning are a pair never separated. Gwen is a constant reminder of their late mother, with her long golden blonde hair and sparkling blue eyes, she was the spitting image of her mother. Tristan had his father's looks, a strong jawline and ebony hair. The twins were a pair never separated, always relying on one another for support and company, leaving Elijah to himself. Not that Eli complained, much.

{ Pets:
Through his life, Elijah always had a family pet to turn to for company, but since their mother's passing and their move from Carmarthenshire, they had to sell their beloved pets. Their three cats, six rabbits, two snakes and their fish all had to remain behind, much to the dismay of animal lover, Elijah.

{ Wealth Status:
The Canning family has always had money, not a large amount of money. Braen's job as a barrister and the money gained from Catrin's art and photography work, meant that the family always had enough money to get them by providing them with a large house and everything they needed to get by. Though they are rich, Elijah doesn't act it, he prefers modesty.

{ Detailed History:
Braen Canning and Catrin Elwyn were two long time school friends who, after a string of failed relationships, both found each other. In the summer of 1986 the two of them were married and moved live in a small town in Carmarthenshire, Wales.
After three years of trying for a baby and failing, their prayers were finally answered, at the beginning of a blustery summer, in the year of 1990. On June 15th, 1990, Catrin Canning gave birth to the couple's first son. A beautiful baby boy, with his mother's fair hair, and the most breathtakingly beautiful jade green eyes anyone had ever seen, was brought into the world in a small hospital in the south of Wales.
Elijah, they named the baby boy, after Catrin's father Elijah Elwyn, they gave him the middle name Braen, after his father, and from that day forth everything was perfect, almost.
The three of them were content, Braen was promoted and became a Barrister, and Catrin invested her savings into buying an art gallery and coffee shop. The rise in wealth of the family enabled them to move into a bigger house than the cottage they had begun their life together in and three years later, the fourth and fifth additions to the family were born. The twins, two adorable children, Gwendolyne Catrin Canning and Tristan James Canning.
At the Age of thirteen, Elijah's parents began noticing a change in their son. He had always been a quite and shy boy, their parents blamed their excessive working for this, and the fact that Elijah never really fitted in with his younger siblings, but as soon as he hit thirteen and his voice deepened, that's when the change happened and Elijah went into a state of depression.
His bouncy blonde hair was the first thing to change. Sick of being referred to as 'cute' and 'adorable' with his blonde hair and sparking, deep green eyes, he decided to do something about it. Unable to change his eye colour, Elijah settled for dying his hair black. He wanted to find out who he really was, and not be treated like a child.
That winter, Elijah changed schools and began associating with people much different to the upper-class children he was used to befriending. He began to mix in with the 'wrong crowd' as his mother often said, but Elijah was finally finding out who he really was. No longer a cute blonde haired child, he had become an angst-filled teenager, taking to smoking and drinking, a lot.
This lifestyle was one he lead for the next few years, gaining piercings to further change his image, but on the inside he was still as shy and closed up as he had been through his childhood, taking to writing his feelings down, and keeping them from his 'cool' friends.
It wasn't until he was fifteen that Elijah realised that his lifestyle needed to be changed, after getting caught cutting class with elder students to smoke outside the school gates (not a wise place to smoke), he was put into detention and threatened with being held back in school.
In class, Elijah was the smartest student of his age, but his change of actions meant that he wasn't living up to his potential, so his parents did the only thing they saw fit, move away.
Plans to move to America began when Elijah turned sixteen, when Braen was offered an opportunity of a better job overseas, but it was the discovery of his wife's cancer that postponed the move, and gave Elijah the reality check he needed. August 15th, 2006 was the exact day that Elijah put out his last cigarette and wiped his face clear of tears, the signal of a fresh start. His mother had died of lung cancer fifteen minutes before, and Elijah and his family had sat beside her as she muttered her last words "I hope you get better, Elijah, I love you all.". Words Elijah had scribbled down on paper many times since.
Three months after the burial of Catrin, Braen was presented with the opportunity of a better Barrister job, in America, a chance for the whole family to start fresh, away from Carmarthenshire, South Wales. Catrin had sold her Art Gallery and Coffee shop three weeks before her passing, and had written the family a letter telling them that, when she did go, to take every good opportunity life gave them, and to never look back.
That's exactly what they hoped to do.