My Roleplay Charrie


Ashley Regular Ashley in Jammies Ashley dressed up
Family Intro

A 16 year old sat on her bed and wrote down a new comeback or joke. She loved to laugh, and she would laugh all the time.She had great jokes, and good comebacks. When she laughed, her beautiful blue eyes sparkled. Ashley's room was the attic, and she had it fixed up so nice, you couldn't tell it was an attic. She had someone come and paint an ocean mural all over the walls. The ocean helped her relax. Her favorite animal was a monkey, and she had pajama's and outfits with monkey's one them. Ashley liked dressing in jeans and a cute top, and usually wore monkey pajamas to bed. If she had to go out for a special occasion, she would wear a beautiful white dress, that looked beautiful on her. Ashley had different hair styles for each outfit. If she was casual, she would wear her hair down. When she went to bed, she put it on a side ponytail, and for special occasions, she pulled a little bit in a ponytail on the top. Ashley liked school and got good grades. She was left handed, which was a little odd. Most people were right handed. Ashley also like to sing. That was her way of being herself. She would write music in another notebook, and sing it for her younger brothers and sisters. Ashley loved her life, and really would not change a thing. ©


Ashley Hospital

A young girl, 17 to be exact, lay in a hospital bed. She was sleeping. Actually, she had been sleeping for two weeks. Let me tell you a bit about her, and why she was here. She was driving along one day, in her new car, and she came to a red light. She had a used car, and it didnt work very perfectly. Well, she stopped at the light, and the car it her in the back. Her car, being a useless piece of junk, rolled down the hill, into the traffic. Her car had been hit by 4 other cars. She had broken both legs, her right one in 6 places, her left one in 4. She broke her left arms in 3 places, punctured a lung, and fractured her skull. She had also gone into a coma immediatly(sp?) after the accident. That was two weeks ago. Her blond hair was in a ponytail, like it was the day of the accident. You couldn't see them, but her eyes were green. Her eyelids slowly fluttered open. Her name? Ashley. ©








Jason, Family Intro, Victorian Era

A young man sat in the crook of a window and stared into an infant's beautiful face. His name was Jason. Common, but rare, at the same time. The three-month-old infant was sleeping, but her name? Isabella Rose. Isabella, or Bella, meaning beautiful in Italian, and Rose, after her late mother. You might be asking yourself, late? Two weeks after giving birth to Bella, she passed away with -continued -continued- the flu. Her hair was just starting to come in, but it was a chestnut brown. Jason's dirty blond curls adorned his face. Two pairs of green eyes locked as Bella woke. Jason smiled, and kissed the forehead of the infant. He got up, boots clanking against the stone floor of the bedchamber. Down at the stables, he mounted his horse, a white stallion name Rose. Again, after -continued- -continued- Jason's late wife. He mounted Rose, Bella in his arms, and slowly, Rose started to trot. Bella drifted back to sleep again, and Jason rode back. He again went to the bedchamber and placed Bella in a wooden crib. He stood up straight, at five feet and 10 inches tall. He stared at the sleeping figure of his daughter again, and walked out of the room. © -done-



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