Post by SHANE ADELAIDE PARRISH on Nov 20, 2012 22:00:05 GMT
SHANE ADELAIDE PARRISH
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FULL NAME: Shane Adelaide Parrish
NICK NAMES: None
AGE AND BIRTH DATE: 24, 28/09/1988
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
NATIONALITY: British
MEMBER GROUP: Outsider
STYLE AND APPEARANCE
HAIR COLOUR AND STYLE: Light Brown with coppery tints. Long and wavy. Messy
EYE COLOUR: Hazel
BUILD: Slim
HEIGHT AND WEIGHT: 5 Feet and 2 inches, 8st 3lbs
TATTOOS: None
PIERCINGS: Ear Lobes
SCARS: She has many scar littered all over her body, mostly her arms and legs, some large and some small.
ANYTHING ELSE: Is ambidextrous
OVERALL APPEARANCE: Shane is of average height, standing at five feet and five inches and weighing around eight stone. She is slim though generally well toned with very pale (almost porcelain) skin. She has her ears pierced only once on each lobe.
Shane has big eyes that are an unusual shade of brown. Light, with flecks of green and yellow that always seem to stare right through you. She has a straight nose and full, bow shaped lips. All these features are set upon an oval face with a clear complexion that is framed by long and unkempt reddish brown hair.
Clothing wise, the young woman’s choice seems to mainly be flowing dresses or skirts which are usually teamed with tights or leggings of various colours. Not one to ever have followed fashion trends, most of her clothing is extremely mismatched. She very rarely wears her hair up, much preferring to let the unruly mess fall freely over her shoulders. When it comes to make-up, she doesn’t wear a lot but if she can get her grubby little mitts on some red lipstick, then it’s a must.
GETTING TO KNOW YOU
LIKES: +Fire
+Hats
+Bows
+Hoodies
+ Red Lipstick
+Walking barefoot
+Rain
+Puddles
+Flowers
+Anything shiny
+Dice
+Rope
+Drawing/Painting
+Daisy Chains
+Ice Cubes
+Magic tricks
DISLIKES: – Dr. Warner-Smith
- Enclosed spaces
- Medication
- Denim
- Being touched
- Shoes
STRENGTHS: + Is so completely batshit insane that she doesn’t have any real fear of anything.
+ Is surprisingly creative
+ Has freakishly good hearing
+ Is a very hard person to read due to her personality
+ Completely unphased by gore
WEAKNESSES: – Is so completely batshit insane that she doesn’t fear the things she should
- Walks around barefoot.
- Often has the mentality of a small child
- Very easily distracted
- Mentality can switch from childlike to adult and sociable to psychopathic at the drop of a hat.
SECRETS: *Spent the best part of seven years cooped up in the Asylum. It’s not really a secret, but she won’t tell if no one asks.
FEARS: None
GOALS: To make the world’s biggest ball out of rubber bands
QUIRKS: *Wrinkles her nosewhenif she’s thinking about stuff
*Ties knots in anything and everything she can
HABITS: *She stares. A lot.
*Twists her little finger
*Pops the cap on and off of an empty pill bottle
OVERALL PERSONALITY: In the simplest of terms, Shane is bipolar and has also been diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. These facts play a huge part in the young woman’s extensive list of personality traits. She is an interesting and extremely complex individual. Prone to unexpected and severe mood swings, she can go from positive to negative at the drop of a hat. In fact, it is quite common for her to flit between carefree and bubbly to depressive and paranoid and even often takes on childlike qualities such as an overactive imagination and being easily excitable. Here are just a few of those traits:
- Unstable – Shane is about as stable as a one-legged stilt performer in quick sand. Her thought processes are constantly at war with her brain, creating more conflict with each other than science and religion.
- Paranoid – She spends a lot of time looking over her shoulder for no reason. She continually feels like she is being followed by something or someone and is often full of suspicion around other people that she meets. She’s got more ding-a-ling than old man Jenkins and could give a bag lady a run for her money. All that is missing is the cat.
- Delusional – Due to the nature of her disorders, her judgment is often impaired and she suffers from severe delusions. As a result she cannot wholly determine what is real and what is not so she concludes that what she sees must be real, even if there is evidence that proves otherwise.
- Excitable/ Energetic – Much like a child on Christmas morning or a puppy, Shane is very easy to excite. Something as simple as a card trick or a bar of chocolate could have her bouncing off the walls in no time at all.
- Alert – As a result of her paranoia, Shane is often very attentive to her surroundings, especially when something doesn't feel quite right to her. It helps that she has unusually sensitive hearing.
- Restless – Constantly on the go, Shane is a very restless person who has great difficulty keeping still for more than five minutes at a time. Even in her sleep she moves more than the average person, always tossing and turning, twitching, writhing and wimpering.
- Insecure – Shane is very lacking in confidence a lot of the time and is often uncertain of herself and anxious that everyone she meets will leave. Her insecurities hinder her in some aspects and during periods of normality, she is afraid that she will never find love.
- Sensitive – Because of her insecurities, Shane can be quite a sensitive girl, particularly when in comes to peoples perceptions of her. It is not uncommon to find her curled up in a ball, trapped in a whirlwind of emotions.
- Deceitful – Deceit is something that Shane is very good at but half of the time she doesn’t even realise that’s what she is doing. Her constant back and forth between emotions, personalities and personas makes any information that she provides extremely unreliable. Though she doesn’t mean to be, she can be one very misleading person indeed.
- Creative – This twenty-four year old has one hell of an artistic streak, ranging from nonsensical scribbles to full blown murals. Her strongest aspect is sketching and painting mainly, though materials are pretty hard to come by these days, but she finds alternate materials when she can. She is at her most creative when spaced out.
- Angry – Despite being a very confused individual, Shane is generally a pretty happy go lucky person and it takes a fair amount of provocation from others to anger her. But when the right buttons are pushed at the right time she becomes highly irate and if looks could ever kill, she’d be the first to accomplish it.
- Violent – Her angry episodes usually result in violent outbursts. Sometimes handy when there are zombies around, not so much when they are not. She has a habit of threatening, or causing a huge ruckus by heaving objects around, shouting abusively and just generally being unnecessarily loud. During these episodes, she just sees red and completely blacks out. She never seems to be able to remember the act and just ends up standing in the aftermath thinking “what the-”? There are some instances where no provocation is required from anyone else for these outbursts. Sometimes they just happen for no obvious reason. You have been warned.
- Unpredictable – Again, due to her disorders Shane is prone to mood swings and has a tendency of going from nought to crazy in point six of a second. This makes is very hard to predict what the young woman might do next. She could be capable of almost anything but you would find it almost impossible to guess correctly.
- Easily Influenced – Shane is quite vulnerable out in London on her own and she is scared that she could lose new friends so quickly and as a result can be easily influenced by others. Her thought processes differ significantly from most “normal” people so getting her to do something that you don’t want to (for whatever reason) would be extremely easy, purely for the fact that she might think it would be the only reason you would stay.
- Easily Distracted – Though she is easily influenced by other people, she is also very easily distracted so be warned if you want her to do something for you as the task may never be completed. She is a bit of a magpie so all it could take is something as simple as a shiny penny to make her change her course. Conversations with her can be very confusing yet very interesting at the same time as there is no telling where her train of thought will take you.
- Destructive – Convinced that she is damaged, this girl has a knack for destruction, be it to property, people of herself. She can’t help it, she just seems to unknowingly destroy everything. This trait is a big part of her insecurities.
EXPLAIN YOURSELF
HOME TOWN: Harlow, Essex
WHERE WERE YOU?: The Asylum
WHERE ARE YOU NOW?: Roaming the streets of London
PARENTS:Richard Parrish – 51 – Dentist – Father – Believed to be dead
Jennifer Parrish – 47 – Teacher – Mother – Believed to be dead
SIBLINGS: Roseanne Parrish - Twin Sister - Deceased
Kade Parrish - 19 - Student - Younger Brother – Believed to be dead
ANYONE ELSE?: Dr. Graham Warner-Smith
PETS: None
COMPLETE HISTORY:Shane Adelaide Parrish was born on the 28th September, 1988 just minutes after her twin sister Roseanne. Richard and Jennifer were extremely proud of their beautiful babies and were over the moon that their family had grown by two. Soon enough, the girls began to grow up in the little semi-detached house in Harlow. Right from the word go, Shane and Roseanne were the best of friends and not only were they identical in looks, but in personality as well. Two halves of a whole and life was nothing less than perfect. When the girls were four years old, Jennifer gave birth to a healthy baby boy Kade, thus completing the Parrish family. For the next two years life continued to be the best it could be. The girls remained just as in sync as ever and Cade continued to grow and remain in good health, but like many great stories, all good things must soon come to an end.
Their perfect little world crumbled into a million pieces when tragedy struck the family on the 13th July 1994. Little Rosie was knocked off of the Oxford Circus platform after a family outing in London. Sheane was still a little to young to completely understand what had happened, all she knew was that her sister was there one minute and the next, she was gone. The family was devastated and even after the funeral, nothing was the same. There were no smiles and the playful laughter that always seemed to warm the house was gone, replaced only with morbid silence. Shane became very withdrawn from everything and stopped talking completely. Her parents tried everything within their remit, including therapy for the youngster to try and bring her out of her shell again but nothing seemed to work. The little girl has lost a part of herself that day and it was clear to everyone. It wasn’t until about five months later that Richard and Jenny found her sitting cross legged on their bedroom floor, talking to her reflection in the mirror. They were hopeful that this was a sign their daughter would start talking to other again, but the moment she was out of that bedroom, silence took its hold once more. Talking to her reflection became a common occurrence and she spent many hours of her childhood in front of that mirror.
A further twenty two months passed before she started talking properly again, though she did continue to converse with mirrors, convinced that it was a way for her to still communicate with Rosie. Eventually things started to return to normal – or as normal as things could be considering. Shane returned to school and made a small group of friends as she grew up. by the time she was twelve she had developed into an excitable and impulsive individual but struggled to sleep through the night, plagued by nightmares of her sisters death and worries about her brother, her parents and her friends. This often left her feeling run down and dejected. Nothing seemed too out of the ordinary though until her first violent outburst at the age of fifteen. A nice normal conversation about how school was and what she’d been given for homework. Then Mrs. Parrish moved on to the topic of dinner and what they should have then BAM! The fruit bowl was launched across the dining room, the bathroom was destroyed and the mirror that she’d spent so many hours talking to had been shattered in one swift blow.
In the space of the following year she had been suspended from school seven times and was eventually expelled for continuous fighting, abusive language to staff and fellow students, defacing school property and stealing from the science and maths departments. A few weeks later she was diagnosed with bipolar and borderline personality disorder and shortly after her sixteenth birthday, was admitted to the Bethlem Royal Hospital after clawing violently at her own arms and legs in an attempt to “free her sister”. She spent the following three years going back and forth between her home and the hospital for multiple reasons, including further harm to herself and on one occasion, to her own horror, her little brother. The second time she hurt Kade, she pinned his arm over the gas hob and switched it on but when asked by her parents why she’d done such an awful thing, she couldn’t recall the event. It later came to light in a session with her psychiatrist during a period of normality that every time she had hurt herself or someone else she blacked out and couldn’t remember any of the details of her abusive behaviour, just the repercussions. Scared that it would happen again, she agreed that she should be admitted to the hospital on a more permanent basis.
During the time that she spent in the asylum, rather than get better she got progressively worse. She began having trouble differentiating between fantasy and reality and as a result she started fighting again with other patients, arguing with the doctors and on a few occasions, she even tried to escape the building in some absurd mission impossible style scenario that resulted in a fractured wrist. Despite various medications her violent outbursts became more frequent followed by long periods of depression where several more attempts at self harm were made. The staff at the asylum began keeping a closer eye on her and this is where Doctor Graham Warner-Smith made his entrance.
Specialising in mental health for the majority of his career, he had never seen a case quite like hers for some time, if at all. With permission from the girl’s family, Dr. Warner-Smith took over the case and Shane became a guinea pig for some experimental treatments. Little did the family know, Graham Warner-Smith was a less than kind man and again, the treatments Shane had endured showed no signs of making her better. When questioned by Shane’s father, the doctor assured the family that everything was going well and this was all part of the treatment. That before he could work on making her better, he first needed to fully understand the way her brain was working. So the experiments continued and as a result, no family visits were allowed. Dr Warner-Smith feared it may interfere with the work he was doing. A variety of medications followed, some with severe side-effects and some with no effect at all. He showed her several newspaper articles over the years, all to do with deaths involving school friends. James Malcolm had been in a motorcycle accident. Oliver Ryman, Matt Stephenson and Shaun Faulkner were all involved in car accidents. Anthony Harvey was tragically killed after falling from a balcony whilst on holiday in Tenerife and Aiden Harper and his father were killed in a brutal shooting. Naturally, she didn’t take the news very well at all and she finally reached her breaking point when he told her that her brother and her parents were also killed in the events that were starting to plague the streets of London.
Shane started to believe that there was something wrong with her, something more than just a few personality disorders and she flipped. Grief was quickly replaced with anger and violence and as she flew at the doctor, she was restrained and heavily sedated. When she awoke she found herself strapped to the bed, though one of the wrist straps had been loosened, and the whole asylum was in chaos around her. Freeing herself from the bed, she’d ventured out of the room to find a mass of bodies, some feeding, some screaming and some still. She figured she was dreaming until she found herself cornered by what looked like people, but couldn’t possibly be human and she didn’t wake up. She ran and hid in a storage cupboard and remained cooped up in the same spot until there was silence. Then she waited a little longer. When she finally emerged from the cupboard, she clung to a broken mop handle though there was nothing lurking in the hallways. No one left alive and none of the bodies that had been there when she ran. Just pools of blood, piles of entrails and the occasional limb scattered about the place. She cleaned the place up as best she could – every hallway, every level – deciding that she would still live in the asylum, preferring to stick to with what she knew as opposed to finding somewhere safer. She ventures out into the streets from time to time, but she always finds herself returning to the same places. Though she disliked the asylum and most of the people that were once residing within, it is the only place that is familiar to her. And what could be safer than familiarity?
BEHIND THE SCREEN
ALIAS: Mea/Martin
AGE: Old
TIME ZONE: GMT
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE: Forever
AVERAGE WORD LENGTH: Varies
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Beginning. Middle. End. ;D
CREDITS
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