Descriptive Individual roleplay (2.0) (closed)

The hopeless romantic (F)

(Art by Gomzi on Twitter)

Name/last name: "Eleanor speaking!" She blurted, a wide grin on her cheeks.

Age: "My age? We're in the same grade, so I'm pretty sure you already know," her head was titled to the side. (she is 16 years old)

Gender: "Uh, I'm a girl," she was a little confused by the sudden question, but answered anyways. (Female)

Sexuality: "Huh?? N-None of your business!" The girl's cheeks were a crimson red, as she averted her gaze quickly. (Bisexual)

Looks: "Right here!" She waved her hands to make it clear where she was.

Species: "A weird question, but definitely a human..." her voice trailed, almost like she were turning suspicious of you. (Human)

Personality: "I like to think I'm kind!" Her voice was bouncy and happy, as she smiled sweetly. (Eleanor is a very sweet person upon meeting her, she will always do her best to please others around her, and can't stand it when people she's close to are sad. Though, when alone, Eleanor is very quiet, and may even open up to you if the mood was right, she feels very insecure, and even with her hopeful and adventurous side, sometimes she feels like nobody would ever care to love her. Regardless, the girl always keeps a smile on her face, as Eleanor works hard for her dreams, and to make others around her as happy as she hopes she could be)

Like(s): "I really like romance," she listed out, a faint smile on her face. (Romance, chocolates, holidays, long hugs and soft kisses on the cheek, shopping for gifts, smiles, and cloud gazing)

Dislike(s): "Hurtful words," she shuddered at the thought, before solemnly looking down. (Hurtful words, pain, horror movies, burnt foods, wet socks, waking up early in the mornings)

Weakness(es): "A-As if I have any," she crossed her arms and tried to look confident about it, but there was a sliver of hesitation on her curled up lips. (Kabedon's and cute people, she get's nervous easily, and gets quickly flustered when her pride has been taken away)

Strength(s): "I have many! I-It's just that they're listless," she tried to keep the confident look, as drops of sweat started to trickle down her forehead. (Eleanor can climb easily, and with such great leg power she can also run for a long period of time)

Backstory: Eleanor has divorced parents, both her mom and dad are still close friends after breaking up though, and actually still live on the same neighbourhood. The reason for their breakup, was because they had realized far into their relationship that it wasn't really working, and wanted the best for their child.
Though sadly for them, it really hurt Eleanor, and she couldn't look at them straight in the face for a month.
After all of that passed, the girl now lives with her mother, and still hopes one day her parents would be reunited once again. She's happy that she gets to see her father weekly, considering how often he hangouts with her mother and work friends, but it still feels a little far fetched, like the two want to be together, and sometimes, Eleanor thinks it has to do with her. But the girl always immediately shakes that feeling away, knowing that she was lucky they didn't hate each other.

Flaws(s): (She's an awkward individual sometimes being a little meek or shy, but she usually warms up to people quickly. She can occasionally be impulsive with her decisions, but not always, and she's an anxious person, getting worried most of the time).

Parent(s): Peter (her father), and Isabella. (Her mother.) Her parents would mention getting a sibling for her, but they never did, especially after the divorce.

Quote(s):

"Bad things come before good things, I just have to wait for everything to get better!"

"If you don't act up when given the chance, you'll regret it forever..."

"Is true love even a thing?"

Other(s): she's an only child, and loves giving out nicknames, she knows a lot of people at school, and works for the yearbook committee.

Scenario 1:

Getting to school for your first day, you tug at the straps of your backpack and look at the lockers in a daze, like you were drifting off into a memory that suddenly popped up.
"Cheese!" A cheery voice bounced into your thoughts and immediately jolted you out of them, as you gasped softly and blinked your eyes twice at a girl who seemed to be smiling at a picture she just took on her camera.
"W-What was that for?" You ask the girl, instead of being pissed you were more surprised, as she tossed you the camera and you caught it, scared of making it fall.
"Just a candid shot for the yearbook committee you decide if I keep it or not."
You looked down to see the perfectly took picture, it was you shifting your gaze to the horizon as if you were in a dramatic scene from a movie. What next?

Scenario 2:

Eagerly, you were walking to your next class of the day: cooking classes. They weren't the most exciting ones, but you were always glad to see the welcoming faces, especially now that it was Valentine's Day today.
"Hello! Y/N! You're a little late for groups but the teacher chose us to cook together," Eleanor, — your friend — filled you in the second you walked into class. Were you that late? Sure you needed to get to the nurses office before class, but the groups were already chosen? Well, at least you were with Eleanor. So, you two immediately went to cooking, baking delicious heart and flower shaped chocolates as a demonstration to the teacher. Though after finally finishing them, you two sighed in relief, wiping your hands and getting ready to get out of school, as that class was the last one.
"Hey Y/N..." you heard Eleanor speak, her hands were clenching a small bag packed up with a string and your heart and flower chocolates.
"We had some leftovers, so I prepared this for you!" She happily exclaimed, as you watched in surprise.
What next?

Scenario 3:

((I cant think of anything at the moment, so it's a work in progress)).