KINSELLA, nicki elyse

[nicki]

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KINSELLA, nicki e l y s e

hanna beth merjos -- nickita elyse kinsella

whats that in your head?"a simple melody".

name: cait
age: nineteen
roleplaying experience: hooomygod. uh. five or six years? yeah. that sounds right.
roleplaying sample:

The events that had unfolded the previous night was the reason that Jack Evans almost resembled a statue as he slept. Since Katherine had gone out with her friends, he had decided to go out with a few of his friends. Of course, there was alcohol involved. Lots and lots of alcohol; probably a little too much for Jack to handle. The large amount of alcohol consumed caused him to get sick when he returned home, causing him to sprint to the washroom as soon as he walked through the front door. He spent quite a bit of time hugging the toilet and after emptying the contents of his stomach, Jack somehow managed to stumble his way to his bedroom and collapse on his bed, passing out for the night.

Now it was most likely predictable that Jack wasn't in the mood to be disturbed from his slumber. So once he was returned to his conscious state by Katherine's tender touch and soft whisper, he groaned in protestment and turned his head away from her, hoping she would let him sleep. Although, he knew that she wouldn't because once she was awake, she always woke him up. But he took his chances and kept his eyes shut, trying his hardest to ignore her and maybe fall back asleep.

It was only then that he heard the cries of his daughter and he immediately realized the actual reasoning of Katherine's sudden morning wake up call. Even so, he remained still just to see if she would continue to pester him or if she would go tend to Zelda herself. The muscles in Jacks body soon relaxed once he felt the bed move and heard her shuffle out of the room. Finally, he could get back to sleeping, even if it would only be for a little while longer. He needed the energy for what he had to do later on; lacrosse practice. If he wasn't pumped for it, then he wouldn't be in the right mind to play. That would mean he would suck and his coach would probably have his head served on a silver platter. Jack didn't really feel like getting a strip torn off of him.

It seemed that he had just about drifted off into a peaceful slumber when Katherine returned to their bedroom. A low sigh was emitted from his mouth, waiting for her to try and wake him up again at any second. What truly surprised him was that she didn't. She didn't even speak another word to him. A pleased smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he allowed himself to relax again. Of course, it was too good to be true because only minutes later, Jack felt her slim arm curl around him and her lips brush against his cheek.

Inhaling a deep breath, Jack let out a heavy sigh and turned his head to face Katherine, drowsy eyes focusing on her, "No, I don't wanna." It came out as a mumble, considering he was still half asleep, and he stuck out his lower lip slightly, which caused him to resemble a child. He could continue protesting and eventually start an argument between the two of them because he knew she wouldn't give up that easily; she was more stubborn than he was. So, he quickly decided to compromise instead of fighting with her, "Ten more minutes." With that said, he dabbed a soft kiss on her cheek and then closed his eyes again.

when you think things are getting better
"remember we're best friends for never".

full name: nickita elyse kinsella
nickname: nicki
age: twenty
band, position: luster purge; makeup artist
sexual orientation: bisexual
hometown: new jersey

this is the way out!
"this is my home now".

how did you get here:
"i was born on the chilly night of september fourteenth, into a wealthy family, in new jersey. of course, both my parents were super thrilled to have me just like they were when they had eddie, but having a daughter was what mom really wanted, so she could have mother-daughter time and what not with me. sure, i was all for the shopping sprees and the whole 'girls' night out' thing but, as time passed, i lost interest in hanging out with her and moved onto hotties my own age. my mom having such a tight knit career made it even worse. but hey, work is work i guess. and she loved what she did, which was basically nothing by the way. all she did was talk to lazy people who couldn't look for places to go on vacation themselves and tell them where the best rated locations were.

around four years after i was born, mom and dad popped out another baby; anita. pretty much everyone thought that having another kid in the house would make me jealous or whatever, but i was so excited to have a little sister. i mean, c'mon, having to deal with eddie by myself for two years was bad enough. so having anita was great, it was like having a life sized barbie. we used to play dress up all the time - i'd do her make up, throw some of mom's clothes on her and it was just a lot of fun. for me, anyway. probably not so much for her. but anyway, that's basically when i discovered my love for make up.

i grew a bit more distant from my dad and brother as the years passed. i just hated how dad would always spend more time with eddie than he would with me. i know now that it was only because dad was intent on getting eddie interested in the family business at a young age, but i was only young and could never understand why he would barely spend any of his free time with me. that caused my temper to overflow and soon she started going through my rebellious stage. i'd do anything to get attention, no matter how bad it was. i wouldn't listen to my parents scolding, no matter how angry they got at me. the adrenaline rush i got from breaking the rules gave me a confident, powerful feeling, as if i had conquered a new skill. mom and dad eventually gave up on attempting to scold me and gave in to my demands; giving me money or whatever else it was that i wanted, just so i wouldn't have another temper tantrum.

the outcome of my behavior caused me to discover a passion that i never really found interesting before. i'd never really considered myself to be a wild type of girl, but i developed a love for the attention i got from being an obnoxious partier because it seemed to give me an even larger adrenaline rush; it allowed me to release all of the anger and frustration i let build up inside of me. this made my mom extremely worried, she thought it would ruin my life, and she tried her best to discourage me from living the way i was. and dad wasn't paying much attention to what i was doing or even what preston or anita were doing either. he was too busy fucking his assistant at work, you see. it didn't take long for mom to find out and it took an even shorter amount of time for her to file a divorce.

anyway, while all of this drama was happening, i had a little drama of my own to deal with at school. sex is very common in high school, most people loose their v-cards there as did i. but i had a pregnancy scare because my boyfriend at the time was too fucking ignorant to put a condom on and i was in no hurry to get on the pill and gain weight because of it. so, before we figured out that i wasn't pregnant, the jerk tried to use the whole 'i'm not ready to be a father' speech. as you could guess, i basically tore a strip off him and told him he was gonna be one whether he was ready or not. but after i actually took a test that verified i wasn't pregnant and i could breath easily again, i dumped the fucker and told him to start covering up his little friend if he wasn't ready to be a dad. so yeah, high school was pretty crazy.

i took a cosmetology course in college for a year once i graduated from high school and after that i was done with school. i don't care how badly my parents wanted me to get into business because it's a total bore and i don't think i'd be able to handle sitting on my ass for hours and listening to someone explain shit to me that i already know from my dad. anyway, i'm a make up artist now - i get the members of luster purge all pretty before they perform on stage or pose for photoshoots. it's not something that i have to do, it's something that i love to do. and i couldn't imagine my life being any different from what it is now."

we're on a misson
"and we'll take our time".

likes: tequila, sunshowers, vodka, smoking (cigs, pot), thunder storms, music, sexual things, pokemon, perfect skin, zebras, dinosaurs, tim burton movies, james dean, apple cinnamon fresheners, maui maui (fish), dr pepper, video games, zombies, nightclubs, wild parties, attention.
dislikes: being called by her full name, early mornings, hangovers, grey skies, heavy rain, snowstorms, badgers, bears, pervy old men, soap operas, prissiness, cream soda, stupid drivers, uncensored traffic lights, cheap perfume, being ignored/neglected.