anderson, onora dare.

[onora dare anderson]

firstmiddlelast.
what's up, mille-feuille? i'm schekotiki,
and i'm applying to your SCRUMPTIOUS
little site. i'm 19 years young.
i've only been roleplaying for 7 years
long, but you can still count on me to be
the SPACEY one.



thissong'sfortheemokids.
( withthepunkrock,rockabillyscreamolids )

name , Onora Dare Anderson.
nicknames , Nora.
age and year , Sixteen, Second Year.
sexual preference , Post-modern Sexual.
birthday , June Fourteenth, 1994.
style , Quirky classical lolita.
occupation ,Student.

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butdamnyoulookgood.
( andi'mdrunk )

height , 5 feet one inch.
weight , 98 pounds.
tattoos and piercings , have any? One piercing in each ear, small willow tree on the inside of her ankle.
best feature , Most people would say her eyes because they’re so brightly colored, but she likes her small, delicate hands and wrists.
general , When they first meet her, many people harbor a vague fear that Nora is about to drift away. She’s narrow-boned, with a petite hourglass figure offset by a small waist, and her coloring--quite fair, with faintly flushed cheeks--adds to that impression. Her face is rounded, with a neat chin, thin nose, and pouty lips, but her eyes are what make it so ethereal: they’re an improbable shade of turquoise, enormous, and so far apart that she never looks quite focused on anything. Nora’s hair is a color in between ash-brown and dark-blonde, though it lightens in the summer, and she wears it quite long with bangs. Thick and wavy, it suits a rustically unkempt look quite well, though she favors braids and soft curls on other occasions.

If someone were to call Nora a ragamuffin, or Cinderella before her fairy godmother, or the bastard of the Artful Dodger and a ballerina, she would not be offended. Nora is a classical lolita in the most basic sense--she loves rich colors and fragile neutrals, as well as a combined aesthetic of Victorian sensibilities and medieval-fantasy romance--but often mixes it up with elements of mori-girl and dolly-kei style. Textures are essential to her, from velvets and faux furs to tulles and chiffons, and she loves tulle lace, embroidery, pintucks, and covered buttons. Sweaters, maiden-length skirts, bustiers and unusual socks or stockings are all important elements of her outfits, as well as a variety of shoes, from leather harness boots to delicate mary janes. For accessories, Nora favors flower corsages, antique jewelry, and berets, and her favorite brands are Mary Magdalene, Innocent World, and Emily Temple Cute.
playby , A short Abbey Lee Kershaw.

littledeathsinmusicalbeds.
( soitseemsi'msomeonei'venevermet! )

likes , Singing, honeysuckle, binding and writing books, cloth, hot water bottles, Nabokov, cuddling, the Pre-Raphaelites, salted caramels.
dislikes , Touching chalk or flour, clusters of holes, people who talk very loud at a very close proximity, poorly tuned pianos, whining insects, Thomas Kinkade.
strengths , Nora’s very good at noticing details and remembering trivia, which means that she rarely forgets a birthday. She’s quite smart, with a quick and subtle sense of humor, and very helpful to those she cares about.
weaknesses , Nora can get lost in details and is overwhelmed quite easily. Because of this, she’s a rather poor judge of character, and when she feels too much at once, she is prone to lashing out.
fears , The car crash when Nora was a child has left her terrified of being in a car at night, and she consequently avoids long road trips. She read too many fantasy books as a kid and still harbors the notion that she could have stepped into a frightening parallel universe at any moment. Though unbothered by creepy crawlies, she is quite trypophobic and slightly agoraphobic (though, as she argues, she’s scared of not heights, but the ground).
quirks , Religious avoidance of swiss cheese and crumpets, separating salad ingredients before eating them, chain tea drinker, toys with hair and braids it when distracted or daydreaming.
secrets , Unfounded guilt about the car accident, affinity for several nineties Disney knock-off cartoons, conviction that most people don’t actually like her.
how , Nora would like to quote the GLB and say that before she knew it, she was a lolita maiden, but she found it through quite a pedestrian route--at fourteen when she approached a stranger at the train station dressed in the most wonderful outfit she’d ever seen. Armed with Google, she quickly discovered the fashion style that celebrated the aesthetic she’d held her whole life, gleaned from Tasha Tudor illustrations and the English garden her grandmother keeps. Nora started out making her own clothes and thrifting, then was able to sweet-talk her parents more and more into supporting the occasional brand piece. To her classmates at public school, it was just another weird step in the weird evolution of weird Nora, and aside from halfheartedly prodding her petticoats and occasionally snapping her photo in the hall, most of them let her be.
general , Though Nora is quite serene on first encounter, and generally well-mannered, she is known for her deadpan sense of humor. She is sometimes sarcastic, but mostly just tells jokes with a completely straight face, which is a trait some people have to get used to. It’s generally true that the more jokes she tells, the less at ease she is, and despite the fact that her poker face and gentle humor bely it, she’s often very insecure socially. She genuinely likes being around people, even if she is convinced that they don’t like her, and will consequently make great efforts to remember things about them and help them. However, if Nora feels she’s been taken advantage of, she will get both sorry for herself and furious that she’s been duped, and can often carry off ingenious revenge plots.

Nora has something of a guilt complex, which explains the way she takes care of people, as well as the way she pours herself into her artistic life. She has a pretty mezzo-soprano voice and a journal-writing habit. She’d like to be a writer someday, but is quite clear-eyed and knows she’ll probably have to teach to support herself. Nora has never been in love, nor does her family know that she likes “boys and girls and most people in between”, but she’s cautiously receptive to it--she just doesn’t want to be disappointing or disappointed.

wordsofwisdomfortheweary.
( seewhogetsitintheend )

hometown ,Bryn Mawr, Pennsylvania.
family , Nora’s parents are both English expatriates and are divorced. Her mother is a professor of folklore at Bryn Mawr College, and her father runs a chain of French pastry shops in Philadelphia and the surrounding area. Before mille-feuille, Nora spent the school year in Bryn Mawr with her mother and the summer in Philadelphia with her father. She had one younger brother, Arthur, who died when she was nine and he was six.
pets , Nora and her mom have a grumpy white Persian cat at their house in Pennsylvania. At mille-feuille, she has a pair of zebra finches, Tasha and Alice.
best memory , It probably isn’t something she’d admit to, because it strikes her as overly wholesome. For two weeks when she was twelve, Nora got to visit her maternal grandmother, who lives in a small house in rural England with an enormous garden. Getting up early and gardening all day long made Nora incredibly satisfied, and her grandmother was one of the warmest and kindest people she’d ever known.
worst memory , When Nora was a little girl, she and her family were driving to visit a family friend in Princeton when their car hit a patch of ice and swerved into a tree. Though she and her parents were unhurt, her little brother, Arthur, had been clowning around without a seatbelt, and was killed instantly. No matter how many people have tried to absolve her of her guilt, Nora still maintains it was her responsibility to make sure he was buckled in tight.
history , Nora’s always been a smart cookie--she was talking early and reading before she got into kindergarten, much to the delight of both of her parents. Things were rosy for most of her early childhood--though both her mother and father were hardworking, they always had time to read to her at night. The birth of Arthur when she was three was shocking and off-putting to her at first, because she was used to being the baby, but as time wore on, she delighted in the natural ally and her new role of protective older sister.

Obviously, the car accident that killed Arthur permanently changed the family dynamic. It’s often said that relatively few marriages survive the blow of a child’s death, and that of Nora’s parents was no exception. Suddenly, Nora found herself the only child again, but the attention she received became suffocating. The split resulted in her father moving to Philadelphia to better oversee his business, while Nora stayed with her mother to stay with her friends, something both parents had agreed was best. As she entered middle school, she wasn’t allowed most of the privileges of kids her age--no solo trips to the movies or school dances. The isolation she felt after Arthur’s death, coupled with the ban of social pastimes, forced her friends away slowly. Her sarcasm, sharpened by her loneliness, attracted attention, and she got bullied her last year of middle school for her way of speaking and weird dress (though not lolita, yet).

In public high school, Nora started talking again and won back a few friends, probably aided by her increased confidence upon her discovery of lolita. She also began to focus more on both writing and music, encouraged by an exceptional English teacher. It was also this English teacher who gently suggested to her that perhaps a normal high school wasn’t the best place for her to be, so Nora began to do research and discovered mille-feuille. She was attracted to its location in England, close to her grandparents, and its history. Introducing the idea to her parents took some careful machination, but she managed to convince them that it would be the best place for her, if both of them contributed to tuition (and her grandmother helped out a bit). She’s cautiously optimistic about this semester at mille-feuille and eager to continue with her studies.

we'rethepartyyou'rethepeople.
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password? , here comes the sun, do da doo doo.
sample post ,
(This is from a roleplay about sentient robotic dolls.)
"I don't doubt it," Allegra commented seriously, with a nod that sent a few lingering drops of water flicking from the tips of her dark hair. "Olivia is interested in.... well... pretty much everything, now that I mention it..." It still amazed her that the shop owner could manage to spend so very much time on details... doll-making, and cookie-baking, and staying fully abreast of everything going on in the neighborhood.

Allegra hardly objected to Aria's arm around her waist, and even curled her own protectively around the other doll, warming a little as she did so. There was no doubt about it-- Aria had her own subtle and interesting charm, and it appealed to Allegra at present. "That so?" she murmured back in a mirrored tone. "I don't blame her so much, then..." she shook her head, slightly disgusted. "Humans act asinine on substances," she noted dryly, wrinkling her nose delicately. Some of their indulgences made sense to her logical mind, and others seemed like pure idiocy. She grinned in silent appreciation of Aria's return of her sarcasm, then glanced up.

Oh, they had taken a shorter route-- she had hardly noticed the walk at all, but there was the shop, damp with rain and perfumed with the scent of fresh cookies. "So we are here," she noted, squeezing Aria's waist a little as she turned the doorknob with her free hand. "Olivia?" She inquired, sticking her head into the store. "We're home, you know!" Without waiting for an invitation in-- it was her house too-- she strode in, pulling Aria along with her. "Anything cataclysmic happen in our absence?"

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