Christine Day (NEW APP)

[Christine Day]

Christine Day

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"Even Sunflowers See the Dark"

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Player Name: Rosie
Years Roleplaying: Very little, some failed attempts. So almost none.
Gender: Female
Contact me: PM or Skype: roseofphantom2010
How you found us?: From Leffie We go way back
Anything else?: Nope

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Basic Information[/center]

[/b][/color] Christine Day
Age: 24
Canon or OC?: Phantom of the Opera 1989
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Appearance

[/b][/color] 5'4”
Body type: Skinny, and sort of small, a little flat where she would like to have more curves. She has short legs but tries to make up for it with some of the stuff she wears.
Eye color: A warm, milky brown. When she gets nervous they can get a little shifty. Sort of doe eyed which can make her seem weak and childish.
Wardrobe: When she is in New York, she tries to keep up with the latest fashion trends, but mixes some vintage in it, with a little bit of the hardcore piece of clothing here or there. Having short legs, she likes to show off as much as possible and wear shorts and skirts high so her legs look longer. Trasnported in the past to Victorian London, she likes to simple gowns that aren't too distracted but are still quite elegant. She also prefers the traditional style, rather than anything wild and chooses close that are more chaste with an embellishment or two.
General Appearance: Adoring brown doe eyes, with a heart shaped face. A sloped nose and thin lips. Her face is thin, but cheekbones high. She has straight cut bangs and straight hair that curls on the ends, and is dark in color. Brown, but very close to black. Chin comes to a point. Eyes shaped to a subtle point and bright and bold, but not too wide.
Played By: Jill Schoelen
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Personality

[/b][/color]Very caring and affectionate. A sweetheart with a heart of gold. Generally, she may even come across as a bit of a pushover or never angry. But when pushed, she will push back and fight. An overachiever with ambitions that she will do anything to get to. Sometimes she can even want her goals so much she thinks of nothing else. They are what makes her her. An incredibly musically gifted and intelligent woman. She has no intention for dating, but if the right man were to come along she would not completely wave the idea away. Can sometimes be selfish. Her selfishness and anger and sort of narrowmindedness comes from distracting herself to simply her career and goals. She is distracting herself from pain of love and pain of losing her father. Believing she will have neither she hides it and occasionally her true colors show. Her only friend, Meg, understands all too well hiding the pain in music, as she went to Julliard with her and shares many of the same dreams, but as a pianist. Meg has never spoken too her about her situation, which is exactly the way Christine wants it to be. Christine has given up on believing the perfect man for her exists. She wants him to love music and be the only thing he loves more than music. His entire being needs to be composed of it, but she wants him to encourage her dreams and to realize and understand how important they are to her and be okay with her spending lots of time away from him. She has trouble with intimacy, believing all physical desires cannot compare to the joy music brings her.
Dreams and Goals: More than anything she wants to a singer and an actress
Strengths: Caring, Virtuoso, Loyal, Ability to Take Charge
Weaknesses: Selfish, Too trusting, Naive, Impulsive
Fears: Never reaching her goals, Tight, small spaces, being left alone
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The Past

[/b][/color] Meg, her best and only friend she met at Julliard. Her mother dying when she was just an infant, she was raised by her father, who was the most famous violinist in Iowa and inspired her love for music. After he died, she went to live with her Aunt Victoria in Albany, New York.
History: Some stuff in Family already. Normal childhood, and was really close to her father. To the day, thinking about her father is still difficult. After moving in with her aunt, whom she loves, she grew to love music even more, always feeling she never belonged. She never really had a terrible life in high school but it was certainly a lonely one, however one she caused herself. In school she involved herself with choir, a piano class, working in journalism, was in her church choir and also was apart of the community choir where nearly every single solo was given to her. She also was involved with the drama program at her school, and worked with the local theatre. She was not really an outcast and many people liked her, but she didn't really have time to hang out with people.

At 15, she had a brief boyfriend for two months. She never wanted intimacy from him, so being ignored, he broke up with her. In her senior year of high school, she met a boy who was talented in music and actually continued to date him for a couple of years into college. This time, she loosened up and made time for him, but he broke up with her ultimately because she kept saying she had no time for marriage and had to focus on her career. Heartbroken as she was, she involved herself even more in being busy and dealing with music. it was at this point in her life she began to miss her father so much more. She expressed herself through music and after graduating high school, went on to Julliard Academy to study music. She recently graduated and is now searching for work in musicals. Upon an audition, something happened and she found herself in the past, in Victorian England. During her extended stay there, she truly believed she had been there all along and during that time there was a man who had pursued her, and taught her to be a wonderful instrument of music, but he also had other plans for her and took charge to possess her. Spiraling back into the present, she quickly remembered it and discovered that man was still hanging around. She thought she had rid of him, but now is beginning to think that maybe is not the case.

RP Sample

The reason she knew all of it was real was because of the nightmares. Normally, she would have chalked the entire thing up to a dream when she was unconscious and that the madman had been just that – a madman, who had somehow become obsessed with her and invested his free time in stalking. She could have just said her unconscious mind had melded the scary reality and that was what she thought she saw. But the way the dreams churned and spiraled into each other and conjured up such dark and violent images filled with intense horror that tore apart her soul awoke her every night and she would discover sheets soaked from her sweat (and possibly other bodily functions that responded to fear, she hated to admit). There was no way her nightmares were fed through an overactive imagination. There was something far more sinister in her life and there was no way it was over. She remembered that song. She remembered the violin.

A simple street performer could not have known the notes to the particular melody she herself had torn to shreds, the very song she had learned to despise after initially being so captivating by its haunting tune. She was the only one who knew its flow, who knew it's drift, and it's echo. But the performer knew it, and only played it just as she walked past. Why had she walked on? The song carried with her the entire way home and she just knew that despite what he said, the music still lived on and so dd his mad love. There must have been another copy somewhere, and she needed to track it down and wreck it so he was out of her life once and for all.

That proved to be difficult, being a student at Julliard and having to focus on her own musical ambitions, ambitions she wasn't sure if she could even explore anymore. As her teacher directed her voice in the chorused and urged her to push herself to her full potential, she could only remember of how he had done the same thing. Despite his madness and his violence and his control, he had developed her voice to something to challenge the greatest sopranos of the world. He knew how to not manipulate her voice, but to bend it til it fit in the grooves of perfection. Just imaging her teacher made her think of him and that terrified her. Glancing at the list of musical auditions made her wonder if he was directing any of them. Her work was being plagued, her thoughts manipulated, her whole life being conquered by this nightmare that was walking around somewhere, looking for her so he could possess her again. It was taking a hold of her life and she needed to put a stop to it. Christine needed to ruin this Phantom of the Opera so she would never look upon his face ever again.

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Credits

Template & Graphics © Admin Leffie
Song Lyrics Used: "Old Souls" from The Phantom of the Paradise. Music & Lyrics by Paul Williams.

[|ADMIN LEFFIE|]

Hey Rosie! The app is much better than when you posted it the last time! I can tell you've improved, and Meg and I both agree your sample was brilliant. I like the history you've envisioned for her a lot, as it is quite realistic. You can tell she's not like other Christines, and you've really captured Jill's interpretation of her from the movie.

Aside from a few typos the app is also very well put together, however I think you should probably take a look at the end of your history leading into your sample. It says that Christine is still in the Victorian age and doesn't remember her future self, but then your sample describes future Christine's run in with the violinist on the street. I think that's only because you copy and pasted the history from the previous time you were here, and then changed the sample. It's no big deal, if you want to just add a little at the end of the history describing her coming back to the future, you can. Since we're so far ahead in thread timelines on the Manor I'd suggest retconning her from your previous time here and starting afresh though!

Welcome back to Phantom Manor! Enjoy your stay, and if you have any questions, feel free to contact me or one of the other staff members in the table! They should answer on any of their character accounts. Don't forget to put up a plot page here, or request graphics in one of these shops, or if you're good at graphics, set up your own shop! Also, always introduce yourself and get to know our members!

Bienvenue!

[Christine Day]

Thank you, Leffie! (And thanks to Meg too ) Thank you for catching that error, I went back and changed it so it flows better