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Aspen Kelley
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I'd like to play Character B.
Name: Cordellia Richardson
Age: 15/16
She's very angry and bitter about her life right now, viewing it as almost never ending. She's slowly unraveling under the pressure she's been put under: straight As, dancing, acting, track team, volunteering, and remaining popular. She thinks she has no say in anything and that she'll be like every other person in her school and in her social sphere. She thinks that she's the problem in this country, being as privileged and controlled as she is. Then Character B enters the scene and her world is tipped upside down. She's exposed to someone she hasn't seen before and realizes how large the world she lived in is and has some hope for control over her life. She has the chance to flee and he makes her realize that her act is something that she can drop for once in her life. He makes her realize she's worth it and that she is so much more than a balancing act and that the world is something she can control.
Appearance: She's short with wavy pale blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She has a small nose and lips and looks very innocent and feminine. She's slender as a result of a strict diet and wears makeup to cover up the blemishes on her face. She's not curvy at all, something she despairs about and is still heavier than a lot of girls at her school. She's on the cusp of developing an eating disorder, but never does.
Quotes:
Look, Character B, I'm not proud of where I've come from. Not at all. But insulting my parents, my friends, and even me, that's no better than them. They hate you, I'm not defending them. But guess what, I'm no better than you and I'm no worse than you. My past is what has shaped me and I refuse to hide it. I have nothing to apologize for.
God damn it, I'm not privileged. Happiness is never something that's been guaranteed to me. A nice cushy trust fund, a legacy, even a job, I've got all that. For what? A cage? A life that leaves you hollow? I'm hollow. I'm a shadow. I don't even know who I am. They got to me and they hollowed me out and I don't even know what I like anymore. You at least, have freedom. The freedom to know who you are and the freedom to fight and take control over your life. If I hadn't met you... I would have still been in school and they would have spat out someone who's just like everyone else.
I love you. I love the way you run like you have nothing to lose, like the wind, like a bird. I love the way you fight like fire and the way you take on the world with your head held high. I love the way you refuse to flinch and how you proudly show your scars. I love your scars and I love your mind and I love your eyes and I love the way you move and I love everything about you and that scares me. I've never been able to feel like this, so raw and wild and untamed and I want to run with you. I want to run away with you, to a place where we won't have to fear anything or anyone ever again. I'll find that. We'll find that.
Name: Cordellia Richardson
Age: 15/16
She's very angry and bitter about her life right now, viewing it as almost never ending. She's slowly unraveling under the pressure she's been put under: straight As, dancing, acting, track team, volunteering, and remaining popular. She thinks she has no say in anything and that she'll be like every other person in her school and in her social sphere. She thinks that she's the problem in this country, being as privileged and controlled as she is. Then Character B enters the scene and her world is tipped upside down. She's exposed to someone she hasn't seen before and realizes how large the world she lived in is and has some hope for control over her life. She has the chance to flee and he makes her realize that her act is something that she can drop for once in her life. He makes her realize she's worth it and that she is so much more than a balancing act and that the world is something she can control.
Appearance: She's short with wavy pale blonde hair and baby blue eyes. She has a small nose and lips and looks very innocent and feminine. She's slender as a result of a strict diet and wears makeup to cover up the blemishes on her face. She's not curvy at all, something she despairs about and is still heavier than a lot of girls at her school. She's on the cusp of developing an eating disorder, but never does.
Quotes:
Look, Character B, I'm not proud of where I've come from. Not at all. But insulting my parents, my friends, and even me, that's no better than them. They hate you, I'm not defending them. But guess what, I'm no better than you and I'm no worse than you. My past is what has shaped me and I refuse to hide it. I have nothing to apologize for.
God damn it, I'm not privileged. Happiness is never something that's been guaranteed to me. A nice cushy trust fund, a legacy, even a job, I've got all that. For what? A cage? A life that leaves you hollow? I'm hollow. I'm a shadow. I don't even know who I am. They got to me and they hollowed me out and I don't even know what I like anymore. You at least, have freedom. The freedom to know who you are and the freedom to fight and take control over your life. If I hadn't met you... I would have still been in school and they would have spat out someone who's just like everyone else.
I love you. I love the way you run like you have nothing to lose, like the wind, like a bird. I love the way you fight like fire and the way you take on the world with your head held high. I love the way you refuse to flinch and how you proudly show your scars. I love your scars and I love your mind and I love your eyes and I love the way you move and I love everything about you and that scares me. I've never been able to feel like this, so raw and wild and untamed and I want to run with you. I want to run away with you, to a place where we won't have to fear anything or anyone ever again. I'll find that. We'll find that.