Post by Page Lauren Phillips on Nov 5, 2009 23:41:04 GMT
† s p e c t r e †
( PAGE LAUREN PHILLIPS )
its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
( PAGE LAUREN PHILLIPS )
its close to midnight and something evils lurking in the dark
† Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart
Name;; Page Lauren Phillips
Nickname ;; Phil, Gobby, Smartarse, Annoying Prick, Purdy
Age ;; 26
Birthday ;; 17th May 1983
Occupation ;; Dirge, Special-Ops with Journalist as cover
Status ;; single
Sexuality ;; bi
† You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it
Eyes ;; blue, a fairly light shade
Hair Colour;; blonde
Hair Style ;; varies due to her mood or the occasion, typically straight with the odd curl and usually hanging down past her shoulders
Weight ;; 127lbs
Height ;; 5ft9
Build;; slender, even slim
Distinguishing Features ;; both ears are pierced the once and she has a tiny scar that stubbornly refuses to heal across her right ankle from a knife cut and a larger but shallower scar on her left hip from a run in with a Lycan, a story she loves to regale when she’s had a few.
Playby ;; Romola Garai
† You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes
Likes ;;
~teasing people…until they’re driven mad, getting under someone’s skin is delightful
~doing a job well…real well
~throwing a spanner in the works; doing something completely unexpected, she’s a little wild and wacky at times, particularly when she hasn’t had much sleep
~wearing her emotions on her sleeve, anything that happens everyone in the immediate vicinity will know about it
~wit; as she adores having a good laugh
~coming up against challenges each and every day, even though deep down they’ll get to her she won’t let it show
~anything with apples in, especially crumble, it’s her vice
~she’d love to travel abroad, anywhere to get some sun
~chimpanzees
~dancing
~flirting harmlessly
~drinking games
Dislikes ;;
~when people fall for her act and actually think she’s stupid; she’ll never respect them
~being told she’s wrong, she accepts criticism with a joke but really takes it to heart later
~anyone who thinks they’re all it, because they are and they know it and she hates it, especially if they’re a bloke
~smoking, it really kills her and smells awful
~cheating bastards
~men who at nice but are actually cheating bastards
~liars
~lying men, especially lying married men
~men…most of the time.
Turn On's ;;
~ beautiful hair…on anyone
~those rare few who not only listen but actually converse properly with her
~curves
~lips; she tends to watch people’s lips when they talk
~a self-conscious smile
~real laughter, the kind you can’t stop
Turn Off's ;;
~liars!
~hypocrites
~poor buggers who are overweight
~people who are too confident, they’ve something to hide; usually a partner
~a snide laugh
~arrogance
Fears ;;
~opening up to anyone for them to turn around and stab her in the back later; it hurts like hell
~being found dead in a gutter somewhere; half-eaten like her sister was
~the war spreading and engulfing the world; this fear has been drilled into her
~being duped….again
~that she’s in this job for all the wrong reasons; the thrills
Secrets ;;
~she had a baby when she was sixteen but couldn’t and wouldn’t look after it, now its one of her biggest regrets that she put her daughter up for adoption and has heard nothing since
~after effectively losing her baby she had a drinking problem for two years, and she still turns to drink after a bad day
Other ;; Though she acts as if nothing in the world could ever get to her, and generally laughs everything off she takes everything more to heart than people tend to think. Having been hurt before Page has trouble letting people in, she shows her emotions easily enough, its just mainly superficial crap that keeps people from digging too deeply; she needs to keep her job after-all. Page is amiable enough she just tends to come off as a little unfeeling as she speaks too quickly, rarely thinking things through before they’re spilled out, but it does mean she has very quick reaction times, thus why she’s such a talented field agent. She’s dependable in a crisis and completely adaptable enjoying playing various roles too fool whoever she’s up against; thus why she used to love drama at school. Page comes across as more than a little crazy but at the end of the day she gets the job done effectively by thinking out the box and doing the unexpected.
† Your paralyzed, cause this is thriller. thriller night.
Family ;;
Michael Phillips 1959-present (50) [Father, Spectre Doctor]
Leanne Phillips 1962-2005 (43) [Mother, deceased; lung cancer]
Elizabeth Phillips 1981-2003 (22) [Elder sister, killed in mysterious circumstances]
1983
Jason Phillips 1985-present (24) [Younger Brother, Spectre Special-Ops]
Sandy Phillips 1987-present (22) [Younger Sister, Nurse in NHS]
Birthplace ;; Manchester, England.
Current Residence ;; A tiny flat that may as well be a shoebox in Manchester that she shares with Jason her younger brother…he’s not clean.
History;; Their family have been devoted servants of the Spectres for generations, its been an ongoing thing for centuries supposedly and if Page were to take the time and look at the records she’d see their illustrious history wasn’t exaggerated…much. So she was born straight into the game, poor sod, she hasn’t really known a different, normal life, she grew up not on fairytales of beautiful princesses waiting for their dashing princes, but on bloodthirsty vampires and howling werewolves, they got her early and they got her well, no wonder she’s so cracked. Indoctrination much? Saying that she never hated her parents for it, she got on well with them really, when they were around, she learnt fast that their job, or rather as they called it their duty, came first. Still intrinsic family values were driven into her and looking after their own was branded upon her mind, they couldn’t have made the message clearer if they branded it onto her skin, as a joke she did pretend she had a tattoo with the words “I’m a tool”, luckily it was a transfer or she’d have been in real trouble.
Truly she was born talented, that’s not to say she’s clever, far from it in fact, but she’s very good at thinking on her feet and outside the box, as her Mother said “you’ve a knack for it girl,” which had filled her with pride until she’d continued “just think where you could be if you tried and actually worked for once,” it was true, Page was never a hard worker so it was a good job her life didn’t depend on earning a degree, what her life depended on was coming up with ingenious ways of defeating terrifying monsters most of the world doesn’t even know about. She loves her job though and wouldn’t trade it for anything, except maybe a few weeks somewhere sunny, she’s never once had a tan having been stuck in England all her life. Well that’s how she’d put it.
Though her life has been shaped for her it’s still been one hell of a bumpy ride especially when everything went topsy turvy near the end of school, though she still firmly maintains she wasn’t the class whore, that was Tiffany. Honestly, she’d only been with three guys, which for her public school wasn’t that bad; her parents believed an ordinary education with the rest would suit her fine whilst her cleverer sister had gone to a private school, strangely she wasn’t bitter, her sister had been smarter, until she ended up dead. She’d never go into the details but to put a long story short she ended up preggers; the worst mistake of her life, of course she couldn’t keep it, even if deep down she had kind of wanted to, having a baby and being a part of Spectre was a no no. So she was duly swept up by said secretish organisation to get the nonsense beaten out of her; it still hasn’t left and her superiors still hate her every now and then, but through hard work and grim determination to make her family proud, and just for the fun of it she’s been working her way up the ladder and if she didn’t put her foot in it so often she’d have been running the place by now with her natural flair and sheer audacity. Page is not a girl to be messed with; she’s a lady to be feared, as she’s as crazy as they come.
† And no-ones gonna save you from the beast about to strike
Your name/alias ;; Matt
Age ;; 20
Rp Experiance ;; plentiful
How'd you find us ;; Dan the man
Rp Sample ;; oh please
