BAILEY, jordan

[JORDAN BAILEY]

jordanreilabailey.
what's up, winterthorne? i'm WOLFAY,
and i'm applying to your FANTASTIC
little site. i'm SIXTEEN years young.
i've only been roleplaying for FIVE BILLION years
long, but you can still count on me to be
the AWESOMERISTIC one.



thissong'sfortheemokids.
( withthepunkrock,rockabillyscreamolids )

name , jordan reila bailey
nicknames , jay, jaybird, bluejay
age and year , seventeen and junior
sexual preference , straight
birthday , august 17th, ninety-one
species , fallen angel
occupation , student
powers ,

wields water-simple enough. she has the power to create and control water. affected by mood, a lot of the time. she can also regulate the pressure on the water along with the speed, which allows said water to be used offensively.

wields snow-another simple one. made of water, snow is also affected by her water-wielding powers. same thing. create and control, and is affected by mood. yay.

limited healing-it’s no secret that many angels have a gift of healing. though fallen, she was granted a small amount of healing powers. the most advanced healing she can do is heal a broken bone. the larger the healing, the more exhausted she’ll be when done. if you’ve a broken leg, prepare to be used as a pillow.

flight-well, she is an angel, afterall, albeit a fallen one. her black wings still work, however, and she’s able to fly. WOOSH!

butdamnyoulookgood.
( andi'mdrunk )

height , five feet and two and a half inches
weight , ninety-seven
tattoos and piercings , ears
best feature , crazy, color-changing hair
general , With long, black, layered hair with constantly changing color streaks and extensions, Jordan really isn’t one that you’d instantly think of as an angel. Well, besides the fact that she isn’t, really. She used to be one, before she fell. But that’s another story entirely. Anyways, Jay is slender, and somewhat short, standing at 5’2”. Gray-green eyes are ALWAYS accentuated with the dark lines of black eyeliner, and at least some mascara is a must. And, trust me when I say this, she is really good with makeup. She can decorate her face with the cartooniest looking makeup, but it still manages to look good.

Jay’s skin is rather pale, considering the amount of sun she usually gets, and very little muscle can be found on her. Not surprising, considering her small frame. Her raven hair extends to just below her shoulder blades, and the same colored wings protrude from that same area, making it hard for her clothes. They don’t just randomly pop out whenever they want to. They’re always there. Lovely, isn’t it? Her right cheek is marred with a thin scar that begins a few centimeters to the left of her ear and curves down to a few centimeters by the corner of her mouth. Her right wing is also crooked, causing her to fly awkwardly.
playby , sar benett

littledeathsinmusicalbeds.
( soitseemsi'msomeonei'venevermet! )

likes ,
<<being crazy
<<guys
<<makeup
<<music
<<writing
<<art
<<animals
<<candy
<<chocolate
<<being with her friends
<<singing
<<playing guitar
<<partying
<<myths
<<her powers
<<reading
dislikes ,
>>haters
>>fakers
>>jerks
>>history
>>rude/mean people
>>boring books
>>rats
>>non-fiction books
>>studying
>>fish{{the food}}
>>caramel
strengths ,
--doesn't lie (most of the time)
--straight-forward, generally
--doesn't care what people think of her
--her craziness? :D?
--her niceness C:
weaknesses ,
--her anger [when she really does get angry]
--doesn't believe gossip
--the fact that she is a fallen angel [sometimes people don't trust her much because of this]
--her selflessness [can be bad in the end xD]
fears ,
--losing her powers
--to be hated by literally everyone
--the dark (no, seriously)
--doesn't like spiders much
--to not be loved
quirks ,
--chews her bottom lip when nervous or bored
--tapping on any available surface
--humming a song
--bursting out in song
--extremely clumsy...;>___>
secrets ,
--her scar? yeah? that thing? caused by her father.
--also, remember that crooked wing? yeah, that was made by him too.
general , &&crazy;; Jordan is pretty crazy, in general. She loves to have fun, and doesn't let things get her down. She is overall hyperactive, but is fun to be around. She is quite talkative, but will generally talk to anybody who may be nearby, whether they be friend or stranger. She doesn't let pressure get to her, nor what others think about her. She is crazy, and loves it. She'll even tell her friends that she's crazy, and doesn't care one bit about that.

&&random;; To go along with being crazy, Jay is also quite random. She oftentimes will say what's on her mind, and it can oftentimes leads to laughter, because whatever was in her head was random, or just plain weird. She'll oftentimes just yells out some random word, simply because she felt like it, or there was some long silence. And Jordan doesn't like silence. To go with that, she's just randomly crazy, and crazily random, whenever she feels like it, and that's just the way she is.

&&honest;; Unlike some people, she doesn't often lie. It's an odd thing, really, for a fallen angel. You'd think they would be big liars, but Jay isn't. She is oftentimes brutally honest, and doesn't regret it. Her honesty could also be a downfall, because she could make some enemies being as honest as she is, but Jay doesn't really care. She will lie, of course, if she thinks she can benefit from it, and that is generally the only time she will lie.

all that other shiizz;;To add to all that, Jay is generally nice to people. Unless they give her a reason for her not to be nice, she'll be sweet and nice, but still her crazy self. She doesn't judge someone until she sees how they act around others for herself. She usually won't believe gossip all that much, unless that gossip is proven true before her eyes. Also, Jay loves to party. She isn't a heavy drinker or anything, but parties are great, and she is usually seen at them, crazily dressed and looking awesome. And, oddly enough, she really doesn't care that she's a fallen angel. She even uses that to add to her uniqueness, because there aren't that many fallen angels. Not that she knows of, anyways. She does have quite a temper, which oftentimes get the best of her. If she's angry, you'll know it. She's extremely temperamental, and her anger can sometimes get upset by a seemingly meaningless remark.

idon'tcarewhatyouthink.
( aslongasit'saboutme! )

favorite cereal , anything chocolate.....srsly...except for chocolate lucky charms.....because those are nasty
deal or no deal , no deeaaallll...surewhatever
if confronted by the living dead , run away, hoping it's not -cough-someone-cough-

wordsofwisdomfortheweary.
( seewhogetsitintheend )

hometown , argelès-sur-mer
family ,
`the close
christopher daryl bailey..brother..15

`the semi-close
samantha bailey..sister..21

`the distant
james bailey..father..47
terese hollifield bailey..mother..44

pets ,
franklin bailey..turtle[male]..one year
francine bailey..turtle[female]..four months
best memory , meeting all her friends~
worst memory , evie dying...daryl leaving...etc
history , James and Terese Bailey met in the French Pyrenees Mountains one day, when they were both on a vacation. James was a businessman from London, and Terese from southern France. Terese, although born in southern France, had never been to the snowy mountains, and went skiing there with her friends. She wasn't the best skiier, and twisted her ankle on the slope, falling down, while her friends were all ahead, not worrying for her. This was how James found her, sitting forlornely in the snow, dried tear streaks on her cold, red face. Being the gentleman James was, he helped her down the slope and to the lift. They connected easily, chatting, and Terese admired the man that had saved her. Terese was an angel, but she couldn't very well fly from the mountain, when there were humans around. Much to her surprise, however, James also was an angel.

They soon got married, and had three children. Samantha, Jordan, and Christopher. Of course, the three children were born as angels, pure blooded ones, at that. They also got their own powers, in time. When Jordan was five, and playing in a pool at their mansion, she accidently wished that there was more water, for the water level was lower than usual. Much to her surprise, some water appeared above the pool, sitting there momentarily, before splashing down on the surprised girl. She began to experiment with the new power. She made water, made some disappear, even made shapes from it. Later, she learned how to make it compact, with pressure, so that if she hit someone with it, it actually would hurt. She questioned her parents about this power, and they explained all about how she was an angel, and had powers. Most angels had a gift of healing, and she discovered she did, in fact, have a small power of healing. When her wings were fully grown, she learned how to fly.

Samantha was the first of the three to be sent a letter from Winterthorne. Germany would definitely be different from where they lived at the base of the Pyrenees, but her mother and father pressed her to go. So she went. Jordan and Samantha weren't that close, she was much closer with her younger brother, so her sister leaving wasn't that big of a deal to her. During the time that she was gone, however, her parents started to fight. It was unusual, but not unheard of, for angels to fight. But fight they did. That upset Jordan, however, and she began to go to all these parties held by some of her older friends. All of them were underage, but they never got caught, and nobody ever cared. She came home wasted upon several occasions, only spurring on her fighting parents, who oftentimes accused each other for her being that way. Over time, her wings, which were always kept hidden, began to turn ashy, and gray. After the first several parties, they were completely ash gray, which scared her parents. As she fell to being a heavier and heavier drinker, they grew darker. One day, when she came home, they were a pure black.

This angered her parents, and they finally got their wits about them, and yelled at her, instead. They yelled at her, and Jordan retaliated by using her water power against them. This wasn't the best idea, it turned out. Her father, extremely enraged at her by this time, physically attacked her, leaving her with a broken wing and a bloody cheek. Using her healing power, she healed it, but it left her with a scar on her cheek, and, because she didn't set her wing before healing, a crooked wing. She hadn't been happy since, but she quit drinking. Well, was forced to anyways. She still enjoys it, but she doesn't plan on being as bad as she was.

She finally got her letter to Winterthorne, and gladly went. While there, she learned that her power of control over water also controlled snow, it being soft, frozen water. She made some friends while at Winterthorne, and is now entering her junior year. Who knows what problems may arise, now.

we'rethepartyyou'rethepeople.
( let'smakethisnightaclassic! )

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sample post ,

Alyss constantly raved on how she hated, hated pop and rap music. And yet...here she was, moving along to the beat. Damn those beats that were so appealing for dancing. That was the only way she could stand it, anyways. When at some sort of gathering where they could dance. Not that dancing was really her thing, but still. That’s the only way she could stand it. If the junior heard it anywhere else, she’d probably go off and attack whoever, or whatever, was playing it. Okay, so not really, but she’d become annoyed by it at the very least, considering she was definitely a rock/pop-punk kind of person. Rap and straight pop was most definitely not her thing. But the beat...it was one of those things you couldn’t help but at least tap your foot to, no matter that she hated the music genre. Perhaps, Alyss mused, it was the simple fact that it was so loud that you couldn’t hear yourself think that made it as such, because, when it was on normal volume, she had no desire to dance to it. Or even tap her foot. And no, it was not catchy in any way, shape or form, so shaddup.

The red-head grinned at his words. Wow, the two of them were really weirdly cheesy tonight, weren’t they? At least it seemed that way to her, but maybe Jude didn’t see it that way. She didn’t know, in any case. ”Ah, well that’s good, ya know. Don’t know what I’d do with an emotional traumatized Jude in this large mass of people, you know,” Alyss responded with a grin. The girl scrunched her nose as he tapped it lightly, but keeping the large smile on her lips nonetheless. ”Ah, really?” she inquired with a light smirk as she looked up at him. Guh, how she hated being short, and having to look up to everyone. Ah well, it was better than being taller than him. That would be kind of odd, really. ”Nah, you never did tell me that much. Yeesh. Wait, is this when I’m supposed to give a fangirl scream and beg for an autograph?” She laughed as he did his little impression. Okay, yeah, he was kind of really adorable just then. Alyss shook her red hair with a soft grin. ”Nah, just saying my little explanation was pretty lame. But hey, you made it into something pretty awesome, so...yeah.” The girl ended with a laugh.

Alyss rolled her eyes lightly. ”You look fine, Jude. Those idiots,” she waved to indicate most everyone else,”

[/b]are stupid dickwads that think wearing bright colors looks fine on them, when, in reality, it looks hideous on them. Besides, you look fine in white. Plain and simple...I like it.”[/b] The small girl smiled up at him. And, hell, it was true. Half the people in here with bright, flashy clothes really didn’t look that good in what they were wearing, not having the simple understanding of colors that look good together and colors that just plain out looked good on them. In any case, some people did look good in neutral colors, and Jude sure as hell did. Then again, that could just be the fact that she had a crush on him, but that was beside the point.

Honestly, the junior girl was rather glad that she had bumped into him. Because Alyss had seriously considered leaving before she had. And then she’d be bored back in her room with nothing to do, wasting away in the throws of boredom. Well, maybe not so drastic, but it didn’t matter. Point was that she wouldn’t be here, talking to Jude, and maybe actually having fun. Well, the maybe could probably take a hike, seeing as how she was currently having plenty of fun, thank you very much. ”Well, good, you should stop. You don’t know how much embarrassment I can take. For all you know, you could’ve overloaded my embarrassment levels and I could’ve spontaneously combusted or something,” the girl replied, eyebrows raised, a small grin tugging at the corner of her lips, betraying the fact that she was obviously playing.

The girl seemed to be safe so far, considering that Jude seemed to have not seen her red tinted cheeks, though Alyss didn’t know how long that would last. Especially seeing as how he seemed to want to make the blush permanent, the way he kept making her do so. Okay, so her observation of the matching color converses was pointless, but she did have a bit of ADD. At least a bit. Maybe more, who knows? It was a simple observation she had made and, being her ADD self, she had to go blurting it out. It was true that, nowadays, everyone seemed to have converse. Mostly because one, the stupid prep kids had found the shoes “cool” so everyone had to get them, or, two, the loser kids that wore converse from the get-go suddenly gained more popularity in the general schools and people felt like they either had to be cool or loser like and decided to be loser and felt like they had to wear converse to fit in. It was one of those things. But hey, they were both wearing the traditional black colored type, and not some fancy schmancy color or pattern or anything. Though Alyss did have her fair share of those, too. The black ones simply looked better with her outfit, that was the only reason she had chosen them instead of any other pair.

Alyss rolled her green eyes at Jude, a small smile tugging her lips. ”I doubt that. All ya gotta do really is just stand around. Unless you want to dance, of course. But really, just standing around and talking to people will suffice for a dance.” As he whispered to her, as if confiding in her some huge secret, she grinned, then rolled her eyes again at him. ”I highly doubt that one. I’m sure you can dance just fine, you just don’t want to. Now, me, with my horrible balance, cannot dance. So there.” The red head had no problems admitting to her flaws in dancing. Heck, she wouldn’t be able to tell a salsa from a tango. Well, unless the salsa you’re talking about is a red sauce and generally used for mexican food. But other than that, she had no clue. And the sex-on-the-dancefloor dancing? Yeah, screw that. She was content just tapping her foot and/or swaying to the beat. She wasn’t going to be seen on the dancefloor. Well, unless someone dragged her there. Because, with her short stature, she probably would have a hard time getting out, for the dancefloor was just a mass of closely packed bodies. Oh, lovely, was it not?

”Ah, mkay. So we’re alike, huh? Two little fishies all by them lonesome. No date or group to go with. But hey, at least us fishies have found each other, huh?” The girl didn’t know why she was using the metaphor of fish to describe them, but, hey, it worked, and really? That was what mattered. At least to her, in any case. Whether or not Jude cared for the fish metaphor was up to him; she was fine with it. Alyss grinned over at him. She still didn’t really know why she hadn’t asked anyone. Not even her friends. She even briefly contemplated why no one had asked her. It wasn’t like she wasn’t likable or like she was ugly. She was extremely friendly and people at least said they liked her, and she was pretty good looking, if she said so herself. With a mental shrug, she shook the thought off.

”Mmm, really? Me neither. I mean, sure, I like parties and all, but I usually have someone to go with, so it was kind of weird to just come here without anybody. But hey, at least I met you here and now I don’t feel as weird.” It was true enough. She did like parties, did like the music [well....sort of. But shh, you don’t know that] did like most aspects of it, but not being here with anybody, not having anyone to talk to was something she didn’t enjoy. So she was extremely glad to have someone to talk to now.[/size][/blockquote][/quote]
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