TOOK, effie jazmyn

[effietook]

Effie Jazmyn Took
twenty ,, wanlockhead, scotland ,, techie for radio bye bye ,, heterosexual ,, nerdy
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"Halò, Effie Took here. Live and in stereo…kind of. I was never really good on explaining my life or how I am to people. I just don't feel I've done enough to allow me to talk on and on about how great I am. Psssh. Who am I kidding? I'm the biggest narcissist there is! Seriously, if you've gotten to know me, you'd know that is not an overstatement. Of course, upon first look, you'd probably see a typical techie, someone who is quiet and shy and much prefers the background, which is some of me. Well, that's the me you'll first know. I don't open up very quickly with people, and most people think I'm just rude. I'm not, though. I'm just socially awkward and don't know how to act around new people. However, once I've known someone for quite some time, it's very hard to get rid of me. I'm outgoing, eccentric, sometimes annoying. So, I'm pretty much like every other person on this earth. Shy at first, but outgoing and loud around my friends. So cliché…

But don't you worry, I am so much more than just a normal girl. Actually I'm far from a normal girl. First of all, I'm Scottish. That right there just shows that I'm anywhere besides normal. For some reason, Scotland has to do everything different. Not that I'm complaining, or anything. Just thought you'd like to know. I'd like to think of myself as eccentric, although I'm probably not, I just like to think of things differently than most people. I'll can turn something around, look at it in a totally different light, have it make sense to me, but then learn that I'm only spurting randomness at the people around me. Stupid people with their linear ways. I usually like to change my appearance a lot and wear different things. My hair, for one changes at least once a month with a new color. Colors have been anywhere from black to blond to pink. Don't be surprised when the next day you see me with a completely different hair color. I have piercing throughout my face (nose and lips), not that it says anything eccentric. Most people have face piercing nowadays. I'm no different. I do, however, have a thing for Victorian clothes. As a matter of fact, I own five corsets, and wear them quite often. I've always been meaning to get more, but then I remember I have very little money. These are sad times indeed.

I guess the biggest, and most noticeable thing about me is my nerdiness. And by nerdiness, I'm not just talking over a 4.0 grade point average (4.33 GPA for me, thanks), actually enjoyed school, and likes comic books. I am an epic nerd (minus the comic books). I'm like all the adults who are in love with Star Trek and go to every convention, but my forte is (now don't laugh), Lord of the Rings. Seriously. I've read the entire series I don't know how many times, seen the movies enough to now each line, and I'm almost fluent in Elvish, Quenya, to be exact (I'm still working on Sindarin). Now I can just imagine you sitting at you're computer desk, either laughing at me, or thinking I'm very weird, but when the world falls into darkness and the only language spoken is Elvish, well then, guess who'll survive. That's right. Me. There. I win. Anyways, that's only scratching the surface of my Lord of the Rings…fandom doesn’t seem like a strong enough word. I guess you could call it an obsession. You know, it's probably because my name it Took I was drawn to it. Blame my ancestors. Not me.

I assume you'd like to know my life story as well, huh? Well, I was born twenty years ago on the twenty-fifth of July to lovely Pearl and Johnathan Took in Wanlockhead, Scotland. My parents already had a name picked out for me even before I was conceived. In fact, I think the two high-school sweethearts would spend lunch picking out names for their children, and had stuck with those names. If I ever name my children what I came up with in high school, then god help 'em (Raxacoricofallapatorius for a boy. Edward for a girl). However, it was on the twenty-fifth of July in 1990 I was christened Effie Jazmyn Took. In Scotland, Effie was never really an outlandish name, it was just different. No one had ever not heard of that name before, but rarely knew anyone with that name. I grew up a happy child in Wanlockhead. There was nothing ever really wrong with me. My parents raised me well. I never ran with scissors, maybe got grounded twice (for events that I cannot remember), made friends and lost friends, and (thankfully) got all my drama done with in primary school.

Upon reaching high school, I focused my time on academics, but also trying to find a talent of mine (besides just doing what was told and having good work ethic). I had always been drawn to music, however never had tried music before. However, in my first year, I took Guitar 101 (or something along those lines) and completely hated it. I was tone deaf, my fingers hurt with the cords and strumming, and we had to perform in front of the class. It was absolutely horrific. After giving up on that, I tried orchestra. Although, in a year my parents made me give it up, for I was never practicing and sounded quite horrible because of it. Alright, so, two things that were not on my natural talent list (although I still wished they were). I went to the next best thing. Theater. Although, I knew I would be unable to act, for I have quite horrible stage fright. Instead, I entered in technical theatre and fell in love with it. I never really liked designing or building sets. But the sounds and lights were my forte. Finally, something I could do and liked to do. It was in my third year that she knew exactly what I was going to do in life, however it didn't turn out exactly as I would have thought.

When I graduated high school and began looking for colleges, I knew I wanted to get out of Wanlockhead. I had never moved a single day in my life. I stayed in the same town, in the same neighborhood, in the same house for seventeen years. Most of all, I wanted to move to America and study Tech Theatre there. However, I didn't want to go to some big university. I had just worked my butt off in high school, having almost no life. I wanted to relax for a bit, especially if I were to go to America. As I had hoped, I got accepted into a community college in America, graduating within two years getting my Associate's degree in Directing and Theatrical Production. I had been enjoying life in America. I had my own apartment and was living on my own. It felt nice to not have to depend on anyone. Soon after getting my Associate's degree and looking for a college to further my degree, I met up with the band Radio Bye Bye and in the blink of the eye was signed up to be their techie. It put my two favorite things in one. Music and technical theatre. This is literally my dream job. Not only that, but I'm traveling America, which is what I've wanted to do every since I got here."





^{hey, so i'm alice. i've been roleplaying for four or five years now. as well as this character, i also play no one. you can reach me by pm if you need me for anything. i found made up stories by Beneath the Stars and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

Dominic's smile never left his lips. However, it turned from a smile of friendly attitude to holding in his laughter. He couldn't help but want to laugh at this girl. Not only did she fit into the stereotypical Slytherin, she was the stereotypical Slytherin. The one that all Slytherins tried to be, but none of them quite made it, none except for this little beauty. Granted, this girl was beautiful. As she was ranting about smiles and walking towards him, his eyes quickly scanned her body. She had a feminine figure, although, he didn't really know a girl that didn't, and a fairly nice fashion sense, although the outfit could have used another color, maybe purple or gold, an beautiful hair. Dominic had some weird thing with hair. He hated the color and style of his own, but loved the texture, constantly getting himself into awkward situations by petting himself. He had the urge to reach out and comb his fingers through the girl's golden, wavy hair, but thought best against it. See, he didn't always need his friends to keep him from social miscalculations.

His brown eyes focused back on her equally brown eyes. Yes, she was pretty, but bitchy wasn't really his type. She was currently giving him a lesson on what to do with Slytherins. Apparently he should just run away. Were Slytherins really that threatening? What made them so much scarier than any other student in this school? That's all they were, just another student in the school, although they never seemed to think so. Dom was getting slightly irritated by this girl, think she could tell him what to do and who to talk to. He wasn't sure whether to laugh out loud at her ridiculous orders, or be angry that she thought she could control him. Although, if it was the latter, he would never show it, and that smile of glee never left his face

Dominic had toned out most of what she had said. It wasn't his fault, she just kept going on about how great she was and how crappy he was. It gets kind of repetitive and boring after a while. He finally looked down upon her (white ironic isn't it?). He stood about half a foot over her. He was debating what to say. He figured the shorter, the sweeter. Plus, it seems this girl had something to say about even silent actions. And Dom was never really a talker to people he had just met anyway, but this girl seemed to be looking for a fight, and he was going to give her one, but it a much friendlier way that she would have expected. Dominic leaned slightly forward so that his face was right next to hers. "But you forgot one thing, love," he whispered into her ear. "I'm a non-conformist." He gave a little chuckle, mostly because he didn't even know if it fit into what she was talking about, and walked around Zabini to a chair and slumped himself into the very comfy green chair. He literally sunk down into the cushions.

Suddenly, he had the craving for some grapes. Some, nice, green juicy grapes. Oh yes, that would be so nice right now. The girl did like green, maybe she would have some green grapes in the room. Dom sat up in the chair and turned toward the girl. "Do you have any grapes?" he asked her.

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