Post by ella brooke chambers on Jun 3, 2011 14:34:18 GMT -5
ARABELLA BROOKE CHAMBERS
we could close the curtains, pretend that there's no world outside
| B A S I C S |
Name Arabella Brooke Chambers
Nicknames Ella
PB Olivia Thirlby
Age 20
Sex Female
Year Junior
Major/Concentration Writing/Creative Writing
Minor Classics and criminology
Occupation
Location Bridgeport, Connecticut| P E R S O N A L I T Y |
Ella learned at a young age to survive in solitude and is very self-sufficient. While she’s not shy by any means, she often finds that it’s better to keep her mouth shut around people she doesn’t know if she wants to stay in their good graces. She has the tendency to say exactly what’s on her mind, regardless of the consequences. She won’t hesitate to point out the flaws in anything someone is saying, whether they’re her friend, her enemy, or a complete stranger and she is not opposed to offering her advice to anyone who seems like they need it, whether her advice is helpful or not. She thinks fast and is rarely, if ever, at a loss for words. It is very difficult to either shock her into silence or put her in a conversational situation in which she would be too uncomfortable to carry on. Even around people she finds attractive, Ella has always been able to hold her own. Of course, said people might have been offended by her bluntness, but she has always taken that in stride.
Ella always has something to say to everything, largely because she has a large arsenal of knowledge to pull from. She has a photographic memory and retains almost everything she reads and, since she writes down everything interesting that she hears as well, she remembers more things than most people. She also knows more about everyone she comes in contact with than she probably should. This is due to the fact that Ella is prone to casually following people and recording their habits. She takes her writing very seriously and people, no matter how mundane, fascinate her. She records gossip as she hears it and records any social events she happens to witness and has been known to wander parties just to watch any drama unfold. Since she’s had practice, Ella has mastered the art of making herself invisible and most people have no idea that she’s got pages on them and their personal lives. She makes sure things stay that way by her strict personal rule that she never shows any of her notes to anyone. Unless it’s important, she even refuses information to her closest friends.
At almost twenty-one, Ella doesn’t have many inhibitions. She won’t go so far as to try hard drugs, but ever since high school, she has forced herself not to be faint of heart. If there’s something she wants to know about that she can’t get properly by either asking someone or observing someone, she has become very good at forcing herself to buck up and do it herself. That was how she allowed herself to be convinced to drink heavily for the first time, how she’d smoked her first and only cigarette, and how she lost her virginity. It’s also how she often finds herself in strange situations and places, like the tops of trees or willingly in a jail cell. She likes to talk to people who do things that she could never fathom, like surveyors or lounge singers or people that are graceful.
Since she’s so interested in things, she can be very distractible. If she’s having a conversation, for instance, and she sees or thinks of something that she wants to write down, she’ll often pause mid-sentence--or interrupt someone else mid-sentence--and whip her notebook out to scribble away. She’s also often running on little to no sleep as she frequently stays up all night to write or wakes up early to get that morning-motivation that is so rare. She drinks coffee like it’s water and, since she drinks so much, drinks it black. If, for some reason, she goes more than half an hour in the morning before being caffeinated, she is very irritable. While some people might think she’s irritable anyway, due to the fact that she argues when shethinksknows that people are wrong, she’s actually usually very chipper.
Strengths: Intelligence She retains information like a sponge and is very good at problem-solving.
Note-taking She observes everything and everyone and takes notes on all of it. Both her notes for pleasure and notes for class are meticulously organized and neat.
Optimism Ella always tries to see the good in people and situations. This may bug people, but Ella is firm in her belief that there's something good in everything.
Weaknesses: Blunt Ella says what's on her mind. Period.
Naïve As much as Ella knows and as much as she tries to do, Ella is still largely sheltered. She spends more of her time observing people than actually doing things and she tends to have a fairy-tale outlook on life.
Social Akwardness Since she has a tendency to blurt things, she frequently makes situations awkward. Not necessarily for herself, but for other people.
| H I S T O R Y |
Ella is the only child of Carol and Phillip Chambers, though they hadn’t intended it that way. Carol had intended to have at least two other children by the time she was thirty-two and Ella was born, but she and her husband took to having a small family quickly. They were as giddy as any parent with the birth of their first child and doted, obsessed, and photographed every step of her childhood.
As Ella got older, her parents started pushing her toward the arts. Carol was an accountant and Phillip was a dentist and both wanted so badly for their daughter to be creative that they signed her up for every artistic class or graceful sport they could think of. By the time she was seven, she’d been through ballet, tap dancing, and gymnastics. Proving to be ungraceful, Ella didn’t last long in any of those extracurricular activities and so her parents quickly moved to art lessons, hoping that they would prove more fruitful. While Ella had as much fun throwing paint around as she had when she was doing the easier parts of dancing, it was soon revealed that she was as inartistic as she was ungraceful. Singing lessons were futile, as was any instrument Ella tried to play. Finally, saddened, her parents gave up as she was entering the fourth grade, resigning her to a fate like their own.
It was that year that Ella discovered her own talent for writing. It was the year of standardized essay testing and Ella’s class did drill after drill of the five paragraph essay. While she assumed that she would eventually tire of the hand cramps and the repetitive sentences, Ella found that she excelled and relished in the feeling she got every time she crafted the perfect paragraph. She liked even more when they began writing narratives, imagining grandiose situations and characters that could do anything. Her parents, when they realized that their daughter had found her calling in something creative, were overjoyed. They encouraged her to write whenever they could, buying her any journals or pens she wanted. Soon, she had notebooks filled with stories and ideas and doodles.
Things didn’t diminish as she finished elementary school and moved onto middle school. She was in a different district from most of her friends and so was forced to start fresh in the hardest time in a child’s life. After a few weeks of no one to sit with at lunch, Ella realized that it was easier to just sit and write or daydream than it was to try and fail to make friends. She went through all of middle school this way--sitting alone at lunch, sitting alone in class, writing and planning all day. It was during that stretch of time that she took to carrying a journal around at all times. Soon after realizing that her own days were fairly boring, she started writing about other people's days.
Highschool proved to be more interesting in this regard. People there had finally started to blossom into personalities that Ella could relate to and record. She was fascinated by the way everyone interacted and, sometimes, it did make her long to be social. Since she spent so long observing everyone else, she figured that she knew how to make friends and started trying to put herself out there. She made a few friends, but didn't feel the need to expand more than that. She now had someone to eat lunch with, after all, and that was all anyone really needed in highschool.
While she now had friends, she still moved through the rest of her highschool years in the shadows, writing down everything she could and observing people. She took to lurking in corners while people-watching and listening to conversations, gleaning everything she could from them. It was likely that she knew more gossip about the school than any of the popular or talkative people and she probably could have been very popular herself if anyone had ever known this. Due to a strict honor code she'd set for herself, however, she never showed anyone anything she wrote down that could damage anyone else.
The drawback to always observing everyone else's life instead of living her own was that there were so many experiences she was missing out on, ones that she couldn't write well about without firsthand knowledge. Thus, with this in mind, Ella made the decision to attend her senior prom. She didn't have a date, but neither did one of her male friends and so they decided to go together. Which brought up another thing that of which Ella needed first-hand knowledge. She knew what was stereotypically prom night "tradition"--afterparties, spiked punch, and hotel rooms. She and her date decided to participate in all of them. It was easy to find an afterparty once Ella set her mind to it and, of course, it was easy to find spiked punch at said party. She only had one cup and was no longer buzzing by the time she and her date ended up in their hotel room. Ella left the room in the middle of the night via taxi so that she could write everything down while she remembered it in perfect detail. After that, her partner wanted to start dating, but Ella didn't. It was another thing she could write about.
She tried to make her last summer as a kid a powerful one, but with her avoiding her prom date and the rest of her friends not mattering as much, she mostly spent it at her house or alone at the beach. She was altogether not that sad about leaving Connecticut to go to college. She was mostly just sad about leaving home, but she had worked so hard to get into MMU that she didn't mind all that much. Besides, she and her parents were both excited for her upcoming arts education. So with tearful goodbyes only for the time they'd be apart, Ella's parents moved her into her dorm and left for home.
It was hard for the first week or so, trying to relate to her dramatic theater-major roommate, but eventually, she found her groove and the people that she wanted to most pursue for the sake of her art. Unbeknownst to her, however, one of her subjects was equally interested in her and mutual stalking was how she met her best friend.| A P P E A R A N C E |
Ella has always been slender, despite her tendency to reach for the whipped cream first. Slender may not be the right word--Ella's bony and angular, with not much padding around any area. She thinks this is likely due to the fact that she eats breakfast every day and perhaps because she has a tendency to dart around things when stalking people or take long, rambling walks. She's not tall, reaching about five foot three on a good day, and sort of slouches when she walks, making her look even shorter.
Since she's always been more prone to sitting in the background and observing, Ella never really cared about what her clothes looked like. She can usually be found in jeans and a t-shirt or a hoodie if the season calls for it. Sometimes, she pairs these with a matching scarf and beanie, but that's only in the chillier months. Not bothering with any fancy shoes, she wears her beat up Converse most of the year, unless it's flipflop season. Sometimes, she's been known to don a pair of boots, but that's only on rare occasions or in extreme cold.
Haircare being right up there with fashion, Ella has never been one for blowing out her hair and slathering it with creams or anything like that. She conditions it, of course, and likes it to look healthy and has even been known to dye it darker before, but in general, doesn't do much with it. It's long and sort-of curly and has the tendency to frizz in the heat. When it gets in her way, she ties it back in a ponytail and that's that. Her almond-shaped eyes are a matching brown and look squinty behind her glasses.
| S K I L L S |
ignoring.| P L A Y E R |
Name Gretaaa
Age 20
Gender female
How you found us ;x
Who else do you play? Joselyn!
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