TAYLOR, Angel Rae

[Angel Rae Taylor]

*Individuality~ It's all about you,
Angel


Alias: Beckah/Hey You/That Kid/Etc.
Gender: Obviously I'm a manly man man girl.
Age: I'm sixteen.
Where did you find SSttR? I believe it was on Caution 2.0.
How come you joined? Well, I love Disney, I needed a new site, and you all are hilarious and made me smile. (:
How long have you been rping? Six years.
Contact information: Just PM me, or ask for contacting stuffs.

*Simple and Sweet!-Your character,
Full Name: Angel Rae Taylor.
Nicknames: Ange, Gel, Gelly.
Age: Seventeen.
Gender: Female.
Sexuality: Heterosexual, kthnx.
Disney Spirit: Angel from Lady & The Tramp 2: Scamp's Adventure.
Position: Student. She's not old enough to teach.
House/Member Group: Heroine, bby.

*i'm no supermodel,

Eyes: These eyes are medium sized, with an oval shape to them. Their color is brown.
Skin: Poor little Angel is pale.
Build: Skinny.
Appearance: Angel has beautiful hair. Her hair is a light blonde, and completely natural. And it's long, if you really look. Her hair reaches to about mid-back. She is only about 5"0', not really the ideal height for her. She clocks in on the scale at about 90lbs. She's small everywhere. Well, beside those brown eyes. Oval shaped, medium sized, and the color deep brown. As for her body, the tiny girl is quite skinny, which helps her squeeze into tight spaces. As for her clothing of choice, well, Angel's style is old clothes. Things she picked up throughout her years of being in foster care and running away. It's pretty much all hand-me-downs, but she's always grown into them, and grown used to them.



*this is me,
Weaknesses:

Strengths

Secrets

Personality: Angel is many different things. At first, you see a tough exterior. A girl who can't risk becoming attached to people because she fears rejection, being deserted. Those actions became the entire basis of the blonde's insecurites. Getting close to people, considering them friends...it only ended in pain. At least, in her case it always did. This causes her to be tough, secretive, and mysterious. Not to mention independant. She says she doesn't belong to anyone, and doesn't need anyone. A lie, and a sort of reminder to herself. On top of that, Angel is a rule breaker. She believes rules were made to be broken. So she breaks them, which gets her into some awkward situations. Finally, Angel has a delicate side. A girlier side. She does care about people, but there's the whole thing about getting attached and whatnot. But still, she can care about people. She just chooses to keep herself safe than to be vulnerable.

*this is what I can do,

Abilities:

*my life story,
Hometown: She has no idea.
Parents: Again: no idea.
Siblings: Pretty sure none, but who knows?
History: All Angel knows about her birth was that she was born on July 27th, and her name was to be 'Angel Rae Taylor'. She has abandoned by her parents. Supposedly because they couldn't care for her. This probably was true. From the time of her birth until her young teens, Angel Taylor was constantly thrown between homes, never staying for more than a few weeks. Either the new family didn't like her, or...well, they didn't like her.

It came to the point when, well, Angel couldn't take it. She took off. It happened multiple times, with her being brought back again and again. Finally, to her relief, word came to the Care facility. Angel Taylor was special. The girl was shocked, but couldn't help but feel...happy. She was wanted somewhere. This eased her spirits more. And finally, well, there she began at the Academy. This was where Angel met the Junkyard Dogs. And she felt a little more at home with them than anyone else. That didn't help her insecurites much, but she still felt a little better.

*how we do,
rp sample: The blonde yawned, watching the others laughing and joking around. A typical day of school. Her friends were joking, and she was just...hanging out. Watching them and keeping a look that didn't potray excitement or boredom. It was somewhere in the middle. A few pieces of hair dirfted into her eyes, and she blew it away, her eye catching a familiar pair. The male had a smug grin on his face as he sauntered over, taking the empty space beside Angel, who was silently hoping he'd go away. "Hey, Angelcakes." He said with a smirk replacing his grin. She rolled her eyes.

The blonde got up. "I'm going for a walk. I'll be back." She said, taking a few steps away from the male and the rest of the group. Angel breathed a sigh of relief. Her mind transferred from thinking about her friends, to thinking about other things. Like what she had to do for classes. Still boring. She watched people pass, not really giving the tiny blonde a second glance as she passed, a few giving her a once over, and then going on their merry way.

Three once-overs later, the blonde finally said, "Take a picture. It'll last longer." The person raised their brows, snorted, and left. Angel rolled her eyes. As much as she loved it here, she felt out of place unless she was with the Junkyard Dogs. These people were more family than anyone else she ever knew, including her own parents, who she never met, and assumed to be gone. Dead or somewhere far away.

anything else: i'm a cool kid? c: and i hope her application is alright. AND, i don't blame you, cause dr. who is wonderful and lovely.
Face claim: Alona Tal.

[Basil Holmes]