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@HaleyTheRandom
Banned for getting me addicted to Grey's >_<

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Elizabeth 'Lizzy' Jones

Lizzy, once again, scrunched up her nose in thought. She looked between Ariel and the book before shaking her head. "That's not fair! Ah-fer kids might want a turn! It would be mean to hide dem," she says surely, getting up from the ground and brushing her hands on her jeans

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🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

Roxanne Waters

Location: Sports store

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"You better," Roxanne chuckles as Riley pulls away. Her head turned as Tuesday mentioned the vest, "So Lawson knows what who we're dealing with, or a bit about them at least." She followed the others through the alley as Tim directed them. She shook her head in Riley directon as she started getting Lawson's blood all over herself.

Cynthia wandered off rambling as they others talked about her knowing the who the killer is, or possibly know at least. Roxanne bit her lip as she watch the crazy woman walk off, remembering the girl's muttering of the song that shared Roxanne's name when she entered the alley. Roxanne tilted her head slightly as an idea spawned in her mind. "I might be wrong or this might have been thought of already but, what if not all of Cynthia's random rumblings are entirely... random. Insane? Yes but perhaps... perhaps some of it has a purpose. Maybe some of her ramblings has something to do with the killer. At least until her words go astray,"

🦄 Murder High Reunion - Concluded

@Lady Amalthea Oh, thanks for reminding me mum <3. I'll have a post done either before I sleep or early tomorrow morning my time (both within day 7 on the timer.)
Damn, that means I'm halfway through holidays :(

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⌠𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐓𝐄 ╼ 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐘𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐀𝐋⌡

𝐏𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Emily stands at approximately 5'10" and weighs in at 152lbs with a slim body and the, ever-so-slight, bit of muscle. She's a natural ginger. Her hair sits in waves, varying in how 'loose' they are depending on the weather and when she brushed or washed her hair last, and it, generally, reaches bra strap length. She has deep chocolate brown eyes that seem to almost always sparkle with either a suggestive glance or the look of triumph if she's just dished an insult, sarcastic reply or something of the likes. Her soft lips are often sporting a smirk and she has a small scar on the peak of her left cheekbone.

It's hard to find Emily not sporting scratches or cut or bruises from some of her latest... activities. Her hands are most commonly marked with some minor wound she definitely won't get checked out. In total she has 5 piercings, 2 on each of her earlobes and a navel piercing and a tattoo on the back of her left shoulder. Her clothing style changes depending on her mood or the weather but, if whether is warm enough, a lot of her choices may be thought inappropriate by some people

𝐍𝐚𝐦𝐞

Emily Florence Waring

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫
^{*gestures to chest area*Are these not a giveaway?}

Female

𝐀𝐠𝐞
^{Y'know, in some countries you can legally drink at 18. We need that law here. What? I'll have to wait? *laughs* Oh that's cute.}

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𝐎𝐜𝐜𝐮𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

Emily can't hold a job. She takes part time work, usually for minimum wage, from little local places who are somehow out of the loop about her or pity her but she's usually fired quickly. Her parents have cut off her card to their account but Emily had collected a bit of a some from it over time, however, she often crashes at Cleo's hence not needing to pay rent.

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲

Emily is definitely not the best of people, nor does she pretend or try to be. She is wild, rebellious and careless. Not for a day has she taken life seriously and doubts she ever will. She does what pleases and entertains her, no matter how reckless it is. Emily has no filter between her mind and her mouth nor between her mind and her actions. She speaks and acts without considering the consequences for herself or anyone else and tends to wear those consequences like a badge. She is a master liar and will tell as many lies as possible to get out of a bad situation or being caught. She will say or do anything to get her will or her way. She's not afraid to use another's confidences against then.

Emily is very much an extrovert and often the life of the party. She will push her friends into uncomfortable situations for fun. She's fun-loving and does possess a heart for her friends, though she might not always show it. She'll happily take the blame for people she's close too, but would prefer assisting them lie their way out of punishment. Emily is open about who she is, she will be the first to tell you she's a bitch and often proclaims she's a whore. She wears her worst traits as her crown and armour.

𝐁𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝

Emily is the only child of a CEO of a large accounting firm and his unemployed life. The money Michael earned paid enough for the family of three to live a rather luxurious life and Emily hadn't known a life without such a lifestyle until the last year. Between many business trips and the demanding work hours Emily saw much less of her father than her mother and her and her mother did not get along. The older, and rowdier, she got the more they would fight. As she got older her mother made it obviously her daughter had become a lost cause leaving her with little guidance yet still tried to control her life. This may have been a driving force in her current attitude.

From her early teens/late preteens Emily had a pretty bad reputation among people. She was always misbehaving and arrogant. The only notice she took to rules was how to break them. She was often in trouble for graffiting, defacing properties and disturbing public peace.

With both of her parents practically out of the picture Emily had one person to turn to, her neighbour~ Cleo. She met Cleo when the woman moved into a house neighbouring the Waring's. Being the curious nine year old Emily was she started talking to the woman through the fence and, over time, Cleo came to be like the mother Emily never had. Not that Emily would really follow her advice most of the time, but she does consider herself better then she would be without Cleo.

Emily was 15 when she snuck out to a party for rhe first time, of course it wasn't her first rebellious or misbehaving act. Leading up she had done some smaller rule-breakung actions and lied more than a few times (a couple being where she was) but this was the big one. She found to fit in perfectly and it was there she had her first try of alcohol and intimacy to a new degree. Since then the sneaking of to parties has become more common despite her mother still trying to run her daughter's life until she was 18. Coming home, proudly, with a new tattoo was the final straw as ber mother kicked her out and cut of any connection she had with her.