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Jaslene Mendoza

"I can be anyone you want me to be"

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a character in “Brooklyn Babies”, as played by mariedoll12

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FULL NAME:
Jaslene Sampaguita Mendoza

NICKNAME:
| Jazz || Jazzy || Lena |

AGE:
Twenty-Three

DATE OF BIRTH:
August 12

GENDER:
Female

SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
Bisexual

ETHNICITY:
Filipino || Latin

HEX CODE
#8d7882



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STYLE:
Jaslene's wardrobe could be described as instagram baddie. She tends to wear a lot of neutral and pastel colors to offset her light olive toned skin. She liked to wear a lot of dresses and skirts to show off her long thin legs. She is known to wear a small delicate gold necklace that says "Jazzy" in gold plating. She's also known to only wear lingerie under her clothes. When she goes to parties she enjoys a silk shift dress or a shimmering beaded dress.

HEIGHT:
5'6

WEIGHT:
125

APPEARANCE:
The best way to describe Jas would be like a rabbit. She has large slanted dark eyes and a small pert nose. Her lips, which used to be smaller before she got lip fillers, are plump and slightly upturned. She wears her hair, which is naturally is black and hangs straight down her back like a thick sheet, is typically sandy brown hair and worn lightly curled with a flat iron in the morning. She has a small delicate frame though she wants to get implants to make her breast larger and book her better jobs. Most of her height comes from her long legs which she accents with high heels and short skirts and shorts.




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LONELY โ– VAIN โ– INDEPENDENT
WITTY โ– POISED โ– MANIPULATIVE


PERSONALITY

Jaslene Mendoza is one prickly girl. She's the kind of girl who can become anyone she needs to be to get what she wants. She wouldn't be a very good call girl if she couldn't take on multiple personas. Some people meet Jasmine the seductive worldly girl from Manhattan who wants to be an actress in L.A. and just needs a little money for some headshots. Or maybe you've met Jemma, a girl from Wisconsin who's studying education and wants to be an elementary school teacher. She's always just a little low on rent but that's because she's always donating her money. Her favorite is Josephine because Josephine is her big money maker. Josephine is a good girl who's down on her luck so she moved to a bad part of town. Jaslene is a scammer plain and simple. It's all she's ever known how to be.

That's not to say she's a bad person, in fact most things people know about her are misconceptions. Most people meet her and think that she's some queen bee, that's she's some it-girl. It's understandable, she walks around with her head held high strutting around in her designer pumps with her instagram worthy outfits on. Little do you know that she just came back from a date with a man old enough to be her father, she stole the pumps from his wife's closet and the outfit is from a cute little thrift store that she found by chance. If anything she's really lonely.

People always assume that she has friends in spades but really she has people who she has dirt on and she manipulates them into doing what she wants and she acquaintances at best. People never make an effort to become friends with her. They always just assume that she's stuck up or she's a total bitch. Granted she's kind of a bitch but she's really not a rude person just very independant. She's been on her own since she was sixteen and the only thing she's known how to do it survive. She taught herself how to appear like she's got a lot of money. How to shut off her own personality and turn into somebody else. Her parents never had money but that never stopped them from acquiring everything they wanted. Her ambitious and generally manipulative personality was inherited.




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QUIRKS
      Randomly wanders or paces when bored || She tends to wander a lot, even at inappropriate times. She only does it on shoots when her work is complete but it still makes it difficult if you ever want to find her once she's done with her shoots.

      Likes to sit on the arms of couches and chairs instead of the actual seat. || She used to always sit on the arms of her grandfather's chair and keep him company. All of the family portraits featured her on the arm of his chair even after his death. It comforts her somehow.

      Refuses to curse, period. || Her grandmother always taught her that a lady does not cuss, so she does not cuss and neither do the females in her family. She thinks it's crude and unladylike and she doesn't like to be cussed at.

      Owns more pairs of shoes than other people think is humanly possible
      || Growing up her parents could never afford all the popular shoes brands that the girls around her were wearing so now she steals any brands she wants
LIKES
      vintage clothes | lana del rey | Amy Winehouse | The Crystals | Nancy Sinatra | Walt Whitman | astrology | the thought of love | Jimmy choo | Christian Louboutin | Manolo Blahnik | Louis Vuitton | Walter Steiger | Brian Atwood | Stuart Weitzman | nature | summer fruits | raw vegetables | gourmet meats | short fingernails | pieces of jewelry | cheese | pickles | picnics | yoga | falling leafs | fireplaces | waking up early | nutella | coffee | winter | spring | golf | ice cream | plays | having their picture taken

DISLIKES
      video games | deadlines | dolls | seafood | the smell/taste of vanilla | meetings | hats | coconut | summer | waking up late | road trips | traffic | pda | baggy clothes | tight clothes | lightning | people who preach about certain issues/aspects of your/their life or decisions | ketchup | beer | arguing | stepping on/touching gum | jean jackets | long fingernails | high pitched voices | the beach | sports |



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So begins...

Jaslene Mendoza's Story

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The thing about living in New York is that in the summer it get's so hot that sometimes it feels like you're living in Arizona. The sun shines down on the concrete making it so hot that the neighborhood kids sneak an egg out their mothers fridge just to see if it'll fry. This Saturday was no different. The sun shined into the windows of the apartments already overheated with their old A/C systems that can barely keep it cool. Best way to make the best of it? Block party. The whole neighborhood came together to create a fun party where everyone is welcome. Speakers were set up on the sidewalks blasting loud music ranging from 90's rap songs to old 80's R'n'B love songs they even were playing some popular songs from this decade, buckets of beer outside of the stoops, Women gossiped loudly and laughed in between yelling at the kids and grandkids. It was lively and fun and a great distraction from the unforgiving heat of a New York summer.

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A brunette wakes to a start she sits up quickly and groans,maybe louder than necessary, before tossing the thin blanket draped over her body off of her. She stands up and yawns in front of the window unashamed that the only items of clothing that she has on is a white lace thong and a thin tank top. She pulls her hair off her neck before letting it fall back down. Standing by her window she could hear her neighbors having a lively get together below her, a block party they called it. She opens her bedroom door and peers out, curious to see if her roommate was around. They had one of those beautiful old clawfoot tubs that people killed for in New York but they had a hand held shower head which meant that showers took longer than they would regularly and for someone like Jaslene that loved long showers it meant that every shower damn near led to an argument between her and Linda, hence the tiptoeing into the bathroom.

As she made her way back into the bedroom she peered out her window once more. She didn't know why she didn't have any friends, not any real ones at least, there would be nobody down there looking for her but she couldn't help glance anyways. She simply chalked it up to being human. With a sigh she opened up the large wardrobe that sat in the corner of her room. It was her favorite thing about her bedroom and the only thing not bought by one of her "boyfriends". She liked calling them that, boyfriends, she hated calling them Johns because it made her sound like a prostitute and she wasn't one. She was paid for companionship not sex. That was a really important description for her. She hated when people assumed that she had sex with all of her dates. On the contrary she hadn't had sex in a year, maybe a year and a half, currently the only person she got pleasure from was herself and she didn't completely mind it.

Sullenly she glared down at the scale beneath her feet. When you're in not one but two businesses that are solely based on appearance it's crucial that you not just maintain your weight but your whole look. She stepped of the scale and slipped on a pair of nude Qiuseppe Zanotti heels. They complimented her outfit, a cream colored silk romper with a plunging v neck, so well that she almost didn't feel a ping of disappointment in herself for stealing them.

As she passed her kitchen she glanced at a bowl of fruit she kept on the counter, the bananas were starting to mold, she made a mental note to replace them. She grabbed her keys off of the kitchen table where she had thrown them absently the night before and clicked her way to out the door. Outside it was as lively as she would have predicted. She stepped off the stoop but quickly changed her mind. She didn't have anywhere to go nor did she have any friends to go to. That was the life of a "bitch" though, lonely and filled with lies of grandeur.




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[font=david]Nicky Martinez was not a fan of mornings. Mostly because his mornings started at four am but this morning was a little different because he got to sleep in and he got to take his baby girl to a party. Soon as seven am hit like a well trained soldier his eyes flittered open. He glanced over at the clock on the stove and shoved off of the couch. As quite as possible he made his way into his room and glanced at his bed where Brielle slept soundly he'd guess by the way her body was sprawled out. He chuckled to himself Igual que su padre, just like her father. He slipped back into the living room and trudged over to the stove to start on breakfast.

By the time he finished making his best attempt at what could be best described as mediocre eggs Brielle was bounding into the kitchen. Her unruly curls which had slipped out the pigtails he had attempted last night were hanging around her face haphazardly. He caught her in his arms mid run and spun around, "Mi pequeรฑo mono," My little monkey, "What happened to your hair baby?" Brielle giggled and pulled the hair tie out of her hair "mommy does better hair than you daddy" She said poking him in the nose. He set her down and she climbed into one of the rickey dining chairs in the small kitchen. he set the plate of eggs in front of her and she scrunched her nose and pushed the plate away from her. "Daddy I don't want those", she said looking up at him with her big brown eyes. He sighed, he knew Zakia would have a fucking fit if he gave her anything unhealthy, "Baby Mommy wants you to eat egg whites for breakfast" She eyed the eggs and then pouted, "Daddy please please please please pleaaaaase" He ran his hands over his face and eyes the eggs, they looked fucking disgusting he wouldn't want to eat them either. "Fine but don't tell Mommy okay?" Brielle gave him a big grin and bounced in her seat a bit. "poptarts, poptarts, poptarts, poptarts daddy I want poptarts". He laughed out loud and grabbed some out of his sparse cabinets. "Monkey wants poptarts Monkey gets poptarts"

Once Brielle finished her unhealthy breakfast he got her dressed, in all yellow because it's the only color she would allow him or her mom to dress her in in the past month, and sat her in front of the couch to watch sponge bob. It gave him just enough time to shower, slip on a pair of jeans, a white tee shirt and some Jordans before his daughter got bored and started calling for him. "Daddy daddy are you done I wanna go play" He laughed to himself, she was so impatient just like her mom. "Yeah Monkey, ready to go?" She squealed loudly and threw herself at his legs, "Yes yes yes"He grabbed hid wallet and her hand and headed downstairs to the festivities they weren't even out the door before she started screaming about icees and hot dogs and he laughed to himself as they got swept up in the party.

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"You are in my way Brooklyn Baby." It was one of many names that he's called Jaslene since knowing her, but it wasn't to be rude, no it was more to get a reaction from her for 'not knowing' her name, even though he knew it all too well. The only time he has ever said her name was when they speak of serious matters only.

He watched from a few feet back as he stood on the sidewalk with his hands inside into his suit pant pockets. The suit was something he got new today from his modeling gig he had late last night up until recently this morning. His sister was the one who told him to wear it so he did when everyone insisted he should as well.

Tilting his head back to the side, his poster had become more straight as he looked at what she was wearing. Everything nearly matched her skin color, this caused his eyebrows to seem a bit mad with an undecided thought running across his face. There were many things that didn't bother him, but this, this wasn't one of those things. She was pretty much naked in his eyes and he didn't much rather like it. If something bad were to happen to her out on the streets because she chose to wear this and he didn't stop that, it will fall in his hands and he didn't want that kind of bother. So like always he couldn't help himself.

Taking off his suit jacket he calmly walked up to her placing the jacket over her shoulders to cover nearly most of her body. It was good he was tall because that meant his clothing was far longer than most peoples, especially her.

Speaking in a soft tone as he casually walked with her back inside the building, his hands never left her shoulders. "Change your clothes, or I will change them for you." His lips nearly brushed along the back of her ear as he whispered her name. "Jaslene." Letting go of her he looked at her very seriously. If she knew him well as she should, she would know he would do just as he said he would without hesitation.

It was early in the morning and Jasper had been out all night long working. His mode monitor was running on empty, but that wouldn't stop him from using the last bit of it into making her look decent. What she was wearing was enjoying to the eye, but he'd rather that eye be in private and not so public. For him it was more of an alone in the room with a sex partner would suit an outfit so close to the skin color. Call him old fashion but this is how he was.

"If you wanted something to do, all you had to do was ask. Besides at times like this, isn't there parties or a party being done? Why not go to that, I'm sure you'd enjoy yourself." Sure he was distracted by what she was wearing, but when he saw her she was already headed back inside with a bored look on her face. So this gave him the noticed that she had no plans what so ever. In a way, he found it slightly amusing. His slight smirk showed for just a split second before he hid it away. He wasn't one for parties, but if she wanted, he'd go. There was also the fact of Ninji, either he was already there or was about to be there and if Jasper didn't show, his phone would be on a haywire. This was going to be a long day.


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Character Portrait: Jaslene Mendoza Character Portrait: Jasper Wolvees Character Portrait: Natalia Lydiam Character Portrait: Nicolรกs Martinez
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N A T A L I A - L Y D I A M
"Too many hours, too little coffee"

Outfit
Location || Block Party
iPod || Here I Am by Tom Odell
Mood || Curious

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Nah, block parties weren't her thing. Yet here she was, being all buddy-buddy with neighbors she barely saw. It was more because Natalia didn't really leave her apartment if she could help it. Writing was a full time gig. If she wasn't at her computer she was interviewing some drag queen at some night bar. In between those things she was caring for her plants or getting a drink to calm her nerves.

The people around her, all she knew were names. It was her job to remember names, to make connections - then to spin it into some clickbait story that got her enough views to pay rent. And that was just the blogging side.

Her fingers were cold from the limearita that's been resting in her hands. She was fine with people, but the people were already preoccupied in the festivities. She could be up in her apartment, grafting what she called her pine tree. It was the little girl that ran out from the apartment that drew her attention. Of course that was Nicolas's kid. She didn't know the man aside from bumping into him and sometimes his daughter in the hall. Cute kid though. He looked like a man with a story every time she saw him, but it wasn't her business.

On the side she also recognized a person she had talked to a few times, Mr. Wolvees. Of course the model was dressed in a suit on a summer day. He had to be hot as hell. The girl next to him perhaps was dressed more appropriately to the weather, but she doubted that was the reasoning to the lack thereof modesty. Natalia couldn't judge though, the girl rocked it.

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xxxxxLinda was not a morning person. At all. She usually described herself as more of a night owl - she worked at night so her brain didn't function properly until after 10 am at least. Her mother knew this too well, so she usually called after 11 to talk to her and ask her how day or week had been. Linda was a very family-oriented person, even though she was also very independent, but that didn't mean she didn't pick up her mother's daily calls, in fact, she always looked forward to them.

xxxxxSo, just like any other day, she heard her phone ringing on her nightstand and, yawning, she picked up her mother's call. They talked about the usual stuff: how work had been, how many EPs had she sold the night before at the bars she played at, how were Natalie and her other friends. Linda could hear her roommate Jaslene tiptoeing around the apartment, but since they barely got along and Linda was having such a nice day already, she decided to ignore her and stay hidden in her room talking to her mom until she heard Jaslene close the front door. Saying a quick goodbye to her mother after telling her about the block party she had been invited to, she hastily made her bed and ran to their precious bathtub to take a long and well-deserved bath.

xxxxxAbout an hour later, Linda was standing in her kitchen munching on a piece of cold pizza from last night, now all dressed up and ready for the block party. It was a cute idea, and she loved it, even more, when some neighbors had called her and asked her to perform a couple of songs later on the day. They wouldn't pay her but she loved sharing her music for people who actually enjoyed it.

xxxxxGrabbing her bag and keys from the counter she stepped outside her apartment and locked the door behind her. She turned around and made her way downstairs to the party.

xxxxxSure enough, she found her partner in crime, Natalie, through the mass of people, analyzing her surroundings as always. โ€œ Natalia! โ€ she called, trying to break the blonde's concentration to get her to look at her, โ€œ so good to see you outside of your bat cave. โ€

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"Nico! Wake-up bro, it's morning and we'll be home soon."

Ninji peeked an eye open to see one of his band members hovering over him while holding a glass in his hand. "Here, take it, it's a smoothie." Taking it as he slowly started to rise from the couch he slept in on the tour bus that they rode around in.

"How much looonger?" Ninji said while yawning and stretching.

"Should be right about now, Sirs." The bus driver spoke in turn of Rickie.

Looking out the window, there it was, the big city that he knew and loved, the one place he actually feels at home in, the place where his friends live. It's been almost a month since he's been home and the worst part is, it's almost night and that would mean either Jasper was asleep or at work. Finally, after a short while of driving into the city, they've reached Ninji's home, dropping him off and saying their good-byes. Quietly Ninji made his way back up into his apartment, flicking on the living room light he saw no one there and Jasper's door was left closed. If he were home, the bedroom door would have been slightly cracked, Jasper likes his air and we get a nice breeze in this apartment at night for some reason. Pulling out his phone he sent a few texts telling Jasper that he was back and headed to bed.


Morning came the sun was bright and the apartment was hot too hot and that only meant one thing in Brooklyn, Party Time. Ninji smiled as big as he could and he quickly got out of bed and went straight for the shower. Getting ready for the day, Ninji checked his phone to make sure his manager didn't message him, thank goodness he was in the clear of a free day today. If he had got a message that would mean work and work meant no party. After getting all ready Ninji popped a strawberry pop tart in his mouth and headed out the door, only to see a crowd of people standing in the hall, the people he knew all so well and loved.

Jasper on the other hand, one look at him and you could tell he was in his serious mode and not paying attention to anyone but Jaslene. Ninji always wondered if the two had something together or if he was in love with her, but it was hard to tell because the moment that would happen, something bad will always follow the two and in that time it would seem they'd want each other dead. He never really understood that about them.

"Morning guys!" Ninji smiled at them waving. "I'm so ready to have some fun! I wonder what kind of food they'd have this day." Leave it to him to only care about the food apart from everything else that's going to happen there. The one thing he was hoping is that they wouldn't be asking him to sing there, he was still tired from the tour and he wanted to hang with his friends that he hasn't seen in a long while.

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Dark angry eyes flashed to piercing blue ones. Jaslene tilted her head at him and shot him a fake sugary smile, "I don't remember ever giving you the impression that you're opinion actually matters to me."
Ah Jasper Wolvees, they had a tumultuous relationship. Some days they were allies, hell some days he was her only ally, and other days he was her enemy. She couldn't tell half the time if she wanted to take him to bed and let him do all the things she thought about when she was all alone or if she wanted to ruin his life and put him in his place. He liked to think he was in charge and she couldn't have him under the impression that he was right.

She crossed her arms over her chest and eyed him up and down, "Speaking of things that don't concern you. I don't have plans, you're not wrong about that. But believe me when I say that I can easily make plans." She straightened his tie and leaned close to whisper in his ear, "And I get paid for my time." She took his jacket slipped it off of her slender shoulders and held it out to him. "If you want to get me to strip there are much easier ways to get me to do it. In fact all you have to do is make an appointment. Shall I give you the number to my-" She paused and smiled widely "Agent" She didn't actually get undressed for clients. She attended parties, went on dates, told men everything they wanted to hear... Hell she even sent her underwear to some of her "boyfriends" but she didn't sleep with them. She knew that and Jasper knew it too, she just liked to fuck with him.

"Morning Guys!" She took a small step away from Jasper and nodded in greeting to Ninji who was already prattling off about food. "I don't know I haven't looked,I'm dieting." She added in explanation. It wasn't true, it was one of her many lies that she used to explain the fact that she hardly ate. She actually hated dieting it was inconvenient for her she would go a day sometimes two just eating a bit of food here and there and then the next day she'd give in and binge. She glanced at Jasper and rolled her dark eyes, "You should probably get some food in Jasper though. He's turning into a boring old man."

She walked back out onto the stoop with full intentions to be done with her conversation but she just couldn't resist one more fuck you so she bent down "to adjust the strap of her heel" knowing he could get a flash of the tan underside of her butt since the romper was so short. "See you later."




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"Nicky!" Nick turned around to see who had called his name and spotted a wild mane of curls in the crowd. He instinctively smiled but found his smile turning into a frown as "Donde estรกn tus puta ropa?" Where are your fucking clothes. He found himself saying as the girl who he'd known since she was twelve approached him. "Mimi that is a lot of skin," he said looking in any direction but at her. He'd known Mimi for a long time and even though he knew she had a crush on him he couldn't go there with her. Her oldest brother had helped him when he went on the straight and narrow and all he asked in return was for Nick to look out for Mimi. But the girl made it hard. Between her spending night in his apartment whenever she got in an argument with her roommates, to him walking into his kitchen to find her in just underwear and a sweatshirt of his. He didn't have feelings for her or anything but he was a man and she was getting older and really growing into herself. He shook his head and finally let his eyes meet hers. "You're dad and brothers would lose their shit if they saw you. You know that right?"

Meanwhile he had eyes that mirrored his own looking up at Mimi in awe. "Daddy I want an outfit like Mimi's Brielle said jumping up and down. He ran a hand over his face and sent Mimi a look that said, this is your fault. He squatted in front of his daughter and tugged on one of the messy pigtails. "Mimi is a big girl so she can dress however she wants but right now you're my little girl so you need to wear what Daddy tells you to wear okay Brie Bear?"
Brielle's cheeks puffed out in indignation and he groaned, he could practically feel the tantrum coming like pin pricks all over his body. "Daddy I am a big girl!" She said stomping her foot down, "I know that you're a big girl you're just-" He glanced up at Mimi with big eyes hoping that she'd be able to calm Brielle down. For some reason Brielle thought that Mimi was the coolest girl and she would listen to anything Mimi said.