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Kristen Edwards

"Keep in mind that people change, but the past doesn't."

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a character in “Fulton University's Rush Week”, originally authored by ᏋᏕᏟᏗᎮᎥᏕᎷ, as played by RolePlayGateway

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|Name|
Kristen Nicole Edwards

|Nickname|
"Call me Kris"
Her family calls her Krissy'Cole


|Birthday|
27 December, 1992

|Age|
21

|Nationality|
Jacksonville City, Florida

|Sexuality|
Bisexual

|Major|
Fine Arts Education



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“Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today's tasks.”
― Holly Black, Ironside




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|Likes|

Tattoos {Hers} // Video Games // Mountain Dew // Sketching // Photography // Partying // Bourbon // Whiskey // Strawberry Daiquiris // Dying her hair // Music // Children



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|Dislikes|

Rumors \\ False assumptions {mostly that she's a slut} \\ Being perceived as lazy \\ History (the subject) \\ Computer viruses \\ The "red ring of death" \\ Country music \\ Baseball \\ Having no WiFi \\ People teasing her hair \\ Internet Explorer



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“If you can't do anything about it, laugh like hell.”
― David Cook




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|Quirks|

Refers to a public restroom as a loo // She has a philosophy that "the world is just teeming with awesome people" // Her favorite author is Theodor Seuss Geisel // She used to collect butterflies when she was young // She doesn't know how to braid // She might suffer from ADHD

|Habits|

She's very giddy \\ She talks constantly \\ She randomly breaks out in song sometimes \\ Taking pictures \\ Walking around campus \\ Going to Starbucks every morning \\ Eating Ramen noodles

|Fears|

Suffers from coulrophobia, a fear of clowns. When she was twelve, a clown at a birthday party grabbed her breast and made a honking sound. She has been afraid of clowns ever since. commenting, "Apparently making it funny makes it okay."




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“I’ve been fighting to be who I am all my life. What’s the point of being who I am,
if I can’t have the person who was worth all the fighting for?”

― Stephanie Lennox, I Don't Remember You




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|Personality|

Kristen likes considering unconventional approaches. She enjoys batting around ideas and finding creative solutions. She's energized and intrigued by new possibilities and anything out of the ordinary. She tends to be talkative, enthusiastic, playful, and generally fun-loving. Warm and caring, Kristen has strong personal values upon which she bases most of her decisions. Conversations with her can be very circular as she excitedly moves from one topic to the next, making connections and associations. Kristen prides herself on her uniqueness and originality. Optimistic, and spontaneous, she has a strong sense of the possible. For her, life is an exciting drama. Because she is so interested in possibilities, Kristen sees significance in all things and prefer to keep lots of options open. She's very talkative, anxious to meet new people and try new things. Most describe her friendship as an adventure. You never know what shenanigans she'll pull next. Nothing Kristen does is routine. Except, of course, her visit to the coffee shop every morning.



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“If I told you I’ve worked hard to get where I’m at, I’d be lying, because I have no idea where I am right now.”
― Jarod Kintz, This Book is Not for Sale




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|History|

Kristen was born into a middle class family, spending most of her life in the suburbs. Her parents were both very educated; her father is an educator at a local university and her mother is a heart surgeon. Because they had such demanding occupations they were barely home, however they still expected the best from their daughter. She spent most of her childhood entertaining herself, making slightly above average grades. Her childhood was nothing noteworthy, just a roller-coaster of events that resulted in her discovering herself. She has a very high self-esteem and is not afraid to be who she is. When she was accepted into Fulton University her mother was elated, but her father was indifferent. It's a classic case of her father expecting more from her and her never meeting his high expectations. To say that it puts a schism in their relationship is an understatement. However, it'll be a cold day in hell if she ever lets her father's pessimism get her down. She just wants the classic college experience: to have fun, meet new people, maybe find someone to spend the rest of her life with. All the while, she's earning an education so she can teach art. Ever since she was a little girl she's had an infatuation with art. Her little drawings all over her bedroom walls were only a stepping stone to some of the canvases she's left her mark on. If she becomes famous for her paintings one day that'll be a bonus.




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[Chorus]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Yeah, we'll be counting stars

[Verse 1]
I see this life
Like a swinging vine
Swing my heart across the line
In my face is flashing signs
Seek it out and ye shall find

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

I feel something so right
By doing the wrong thing
And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

[Chorus]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

[Verse 2]
I feel the love
And I feel it burn
Down this river every turn
Hope is a four letter word
Make that money
Watch it burn

Old, but I'm not that old
Young, but I'm not that bold
And I don't think the world is sold
I'm just doing what we're told

And I feel something so wrong
By doing the right thing
I could lie, could lie, could lie
Everything that downs me makes me wanna fly

[Chorus]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

[Bridge 4x:]
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned

Everything that kills me makes me feel alive

[Chorus]
Lately I been, I been losing sleep (hey!)
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard (hey!)
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be counting stars
Lately I been, I been losing sleep
Dreaming about the things that we could be
But baby, I been, I been prayin' hard
Said no more counting dollars
We'll be, we'll be counting stars

[Outro 4x:]
Take that money
Watch it burn
Sink in the river
The lessons I learned


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[Verse 1]
I've never seen a diamond in the flesh
I cut my teeth on wedding rings in the movies
And I'm not proud of my address,
In a torn-up town, no postcode envy

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal*, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash.
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals (royals).
It don't run in our blood,
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler (ruler),
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.

[Verse 2]
My friends and I—we've cracked the code.
We count our dollars on the train to the party.
And everyone who knows us knows that we're fine with this,
We didn't come for money.

But every song's like gold teeth, grey goose, trippin' in the bathroom.
Blood stains, ball gowns, trashin' the hotel room,
We don't care, we're driving Cadillacs in our dreams.
But everybody's like Cristal, Maybach, diamonds on your timepiece.
Jet planes, islands, tigers on a gold leash
We don't care, we aren't caught up in your love affair

And we'll never be royals (royals).
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz.
Let me be your ruler (ruler),
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.

Ooh ooh oh
We're bigger than we ever dreamed,
And I'm in love with being queen.
Ooh ooh oh
Life is great without a care
We aren't caught up in your love affair.

And we'll never be royals (royals).
It don't run in our blood
That kind of luxe just ain't for us.
We crave a different kind of buzz
Let me be your ruler (ruler),
You can call me queen Bee
And baby I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule, I'll rule.
Let me live that fantasy.





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|Anything Else?|

▪ She is very vulgar ▪ She's a virgin ▪ Likes to flirt w/ both genders ▪ Makes abrasive advances towards Kenneth ▪ Says she "can drive but just not legally" ▪ She's very open minded ▪ Walks everywhere ▪ Makes good grades ▪ Experiments with drugs ▪ Dialogue color is #7D1B7E

|As Played By|
VoxPopuli



So begins...

Kristen Edwards's Story

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Time: 8:15 A.M.
Date: 4 September, 2014
Location: Zeta Nu Delta Sorority House






Kristen was quite pleased with herself. She'd gone to a party last night, didn't come home until two in the morning, and still woke up by eight without a hangover. Having already gotten dressed only a quarter after she drug herself out of bed, it was in her personal opinion that she get a medal for fastest prep time ever after only six hours of sleep. Granted all of that probably wouldn't fit on a blue ribbon but she'll digress. In the silent hustle and bustle about the House, no room was more quiet than Kristen's—which in itself was off considering hers was usually the loudest. The only sound that broke free was the sound of a Star Trek communicator as her phone suddenly vibrated across the surface of her dresser. A smile graced her cherubic features as she picked it up, needing only the sound to know exactly whom the text was from. Sure enough his name lit up on the screen of the iDevice, followed by a message:

♥ Kenny ♥
I'll assume you're not awake so count this as your wake up call


Giddy with the urge to prove her favorite little know-it-all wrong, she quickly dialed his number, holding the phone between her shoulder and her ear as she tugged on her Converse sneakers. As the receiving end picked up, Kristen jumped at the chance to speak, "Not awake, huh? I'll have you know I've been up since seven-fifty-something."

"Color me surprised," Kenneth remarked stoically on the other end, which brought an even bigger smile to the fiery-headed girl's face. Call her smitten but most mornings she just loved hearing the sound of his voice. Even when he sounded all posh like that, "Could it be that you're actually excited to meet the rushers at this morning's meeting?"

That had actually not been the reason. Kristen had totally forgotten. "That's today?" She inquired, voicing her ignorance. The young Zeta could practically hear her friend rolling his eyes on the other end of the phone. "I just thought I'd barge into your place and demand that you buy me Starbucks. I had no idea we had to meet the newbies." She pouted slightly, an act she was sure Kenneth could almost picture to perfection. "But they've only been here a week. I don't want to have to share my room with someone else. What if they don't like me?"

"You've never cared before," Kenneth retorted, "You're still a little sister so it's likely your superiors will force the new students to share a room with the sophomores, that much is true. However you might be fortunate enough this year. Perhaps no one will want to be a Zeta."

Kristen scoffed, "Are you kidding?" She laughed as she grabbed her bag, heading out the door, hearing Kenneth muttering a soft sentiment of gratitude on the other end followed by a soft chime of a store bell. "Being a Zeta is the best thing for the newbies, especially if they want that Hallmark card college experience."

The young Kappa Alpha humphed on the other end, "Pardon me if I'm unfamiliar with the company's principles but I don't recall ever seeing 'Sorry I threw up on your favorite high heels' on the front of a Hallmark card."

"That was one time!" Kristen giggled. She was meandering down the sidewalk where the sororities were lined up on campus, the sun caught in her orange and yellow strands of hair making them gleam like a flame. "Besides Immy forgave me for that so it's fine."

"I'll meet you by the tree."

"I know, I see you." Kristen waved, hanging up the phone as she jogged up to him beneath of the peach trees residing in the park. The park was placed snugly between the residential part of campus and the actual class wings. The tree was theirs because, during their freshman year, Kristen had carved their names in it so they'd always know where to meet. Kenneth had picked it, having calculated that it was exactly half way between her House and his frat. Craning her neck slightly to look up at him, Kristen beamed at Kenneth with the exuberance of a child. She was absolutely smitten. There was something about him, something she couldn't readily identify. He was tall, lanky, and he kind of looked like a praying mantis but he was perfect in Kristen's eyes. His chestnut hair was always so tousled—a stark contrast in comparison to his poise, his straight-laced attitude, and his stoic demeanor. His eyes too were the most amazing thing in the world to her. She could spend hours counting the flecks of gold and emerald swirling around in the depths of those topaz hues; she had once, however intoxicated she was at the time. "Good morning gorgeous." She greeted, seemingly headless to the way he shuffled in slight embarrassment.

"What do you mean?" he said. "Do you mean to wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"

She recognized this reference, her smile widening as she listed off the knowledge she'd recollected of it. "J. R. R. Tolkien, The Hobbit, Gandalf the Grey-..." She recited, knowing well of their little game. Every day they've known each other, Kristen would have Kenneth buy her a venti mocha frappucino from Starbucks and for the first half of their freshman year she never paid him back. Being Kenneth, he would've never made her pay with money. Money he had. Instead, he'd make a reference from one his favorite books or movies and if she guessed the origin, she'd get her coffee. If she didn't, he'd drink it in front of her, regardless of his preference against the beverage. Kristen assumed by the smile on his face that she'd gotten today's reference correct.

"Good girl," He complimented, handing her the plastic cup. Kristen took it with a wink before quickly sipping at the straw. Kenneth watched for but a moment before he took a sip of his herbal tea, "Shall we go to the meeting then?" he asked listlessly

Lacing her arms with his, Kristen nodded towards the main campus ahead, "Lead the way."