"Believing in love is like believing that a higher being truly exists. And as I've said before, I'll believe it when I see it..."
"All the pain and the truth..."
|Name|
Adrienne Francia DeLuca
|Age|
22
|Nickname|
Adrienne doesn't believe in owning a nickname. She would probably make one up for you, but she generally doesn't seem to own up to any nicknames.
|Role|
Human 1
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual To be completely honest, it doesn't really matter. I can't think about being with someone emotionally right now. It's not my thing and no, it's none of your business.
Adrienne Francia DeLuca
|Age|
22
|Nickname|
Adrienne doesn't believe in owning a nickname. She would probably make one up for you, but she generally doesn't seem to own up to any nicknames.
|Role|
Human 1
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual To be completely honest, it doesn't really matter. I can't think about being with someone emotionally right now. It's not my thing and no, it's none of your business.
"...I wear like a battle wound"
|Appearance|
Adrienne has always been an exotic-looking and attractive young woman, even as a child. She mainly looks like her mother, which is something she has always taken pride in and taken comfort in. She stands at a good 5'6, not too short, but not too tall. While she - and a lot of guys - appreciate her long, toned legs, being any taller would be off-putting, even to her. Especially on those nights where she actually wants to wear heels. Because in Adrienne's logic, what's the purpose of wearing high heels if you're already a skyscraper?
She is rather slim and curvy, a body she has taken care of over the years. While she could not afford yoga sessions when she lived with her father, Adrienne remained very athletic while taking jogs around the neighborhood or taking those kickboxing classes offered at school. Her body is lightly-toned and quite flexible, more nimbleness added to her svelte figure now since she has begun her yoga regime. Her skin is a nice healthy tan, nearing the palest shade of olive but still managing to appear quite light. She has slightly wide, almond-shaped eyes that are a very intensely green shade. Most would assume that they are hazel from a first glance, but under careful inspection, you would note how very dominant the green is in her eyes while the gold only seems to be the tiniest flecks.
Her eyes are surrounded by fairly long black lashes and her eyebrows are naturally arched that furrow in the center when she is completely confused or in deep thought. Her facial features are quite symmetrical; high cheekbones, a thin nose, and a heart-shaped mouth. Her lips are full, but not overly so and are usually kept soft and moist-looking from lip balm. It does not appear as if Adrienne wears makeup. She doesn't often. Her hair reaches a few inches past shoulder length, just reaching the point of being called long, and is quite soft to the touch. It is dark brown and usually left to curl at the ends, though Adrienne will wear her hair up every now and then or add a few braids.
|Habits|
Adrienne has always been an exotic-looking and attractive young woman, even as a child. She mainly looks like her mother, which is something she has always taken pride in and taken comfort in. She stands at a good 5'6, not too short, but not too tall. While she - and a lot of guys - appreciate her long, toned legs, being any taller would be off-putting, even to her. Especially on those nights where she actually wants to wear heels. Because in Adrienne's logic, what's the purpose of wearing high heels if you're already a skyscraper?
She is rather slim and curvy, a body she has taken care of over the years. While she could not afford yoga sessions when she lived with her father, Adrienne remained very athletic while taking jogs around the neighborhood or taking those kickboxing classes offered at school. Her body is lightly-toned and quite flexible, more nimbleness added to her svelte figure now since she has begun her yoga regime. Her skin is a nice healthy tan, nearing the palest shade of olive but still managing to appear quite light. She has slightly wide, almond-shaped eyes that are a very intensely green shade. Most would assume that they are hazel from a first glance, but under careful inspection, you would note how very dominant the green is in her eyes while the gold only seems to be the tiniest flecks.
Her eyes are surrounded by fairly long black lashes and her eyebrows are naturally arched that furrow in the center when she is completely confused or in deep thought. Her facial features are quite symmetrical; high cheekbones, a thin nose, and a heart-shaped mouth. Her lips are full, but not overly so and are usually kept soft and moist-looking from lip balm. It does not appear as if Adrienne wears makeup. She doesn't often. Her hair reaches a few inches past shoulder length, just reaching the point of being called long, and is quite soft to the touch. It is dark brown and usually left to curl at the ends, though Adrienne will wear her hair up every now and then or add a few braids.
|Habits|
- Ducking her head when she is embarassed or when she is being complimented
- Averting her eyes when a conversation becomes to deep
- The space between her eyebrows furrow slightly when she is in deep thought, trying to figure something out, or when she is genuinely confused
- Bites her lower lip randomly
"So ashamed, so confused..."
|Likes|
â The smell of freshly brewed coffee
â Pancakes
â Yoga
â Butter Pecan Ice Cream
â Decent singers
â Spicy food
â Indian and Mexican cuisines
â Chocolate
â Whipped cream
â Mixing drinks
â Reading
â Writing fiction
â Crime novels
â Wine
â Saturdays
â Meeting other aspiring writers
â Omelettes
â Pancakes
â Yoga
â Butter Pecan Ice Cream
â Decent singers
â Spicy food
â Indian and Mexican cuisines
â Chocolate
â Whipped cream
â Mixing drinks
â Reading
â Writing fiction
â Crime novels
â Wine
â Saturdays
â Meeting other aspiring writers
â Omelettes
|Dislikes|
â Beer I'm not one to chug girly drinks, but beer is disgusting.
â Violence
â Prostitution
â Drunks
â Strawberries I guess I just don't get the hype. I would rather cherries
â Excessive makeup
â Going to the gym
â Being out on the streets at night alone
â Snobs
â Talking about the past
â People reading her work before it's finished
â The end of a story
â People walking behind her
â Vampire novels
â Romance movies
â Writer's block
â Oranges
â Monday mornings
â Violence
â Prostitution
â Drunks
â Strawberries I guess I just don't get the hype. I would rather cherries
â Excessive makeup
â Going to the gym
â Being out on the streets at night alone
â Snobs
â Talking about the past
â People reading her work before it's finished
â The end of a story
â People walking behind her
â Vampire novels
â Romance movies
â Writer's block
â Oranges
â Monday mornings
|Fears|
â Hemophobia -- fear of blood. Adrienne can't stand the sight, smell or feel of blood. She can taste in the air almost when someone is cut or injured near her. The smell makes her feel woozy and if it is her blood, she really begins to panic.
â Falling in love -- Adrienne has an aversion to extremely emotional and close relationships as the concept of someone knowing about her completely and growing to hate her scares her. She is not the most optimistic and does not believe anyone will love her the way she wants them to. Worse yet, she fears she is incapable of being what that person needs.
â Marco finding her It's a long story...
â Hemophobia -- fear of blood. Adrienne can't stand the sight, smell or feel of blood. She can taste in the air almost when someone is cut or injured near her. The smell makes her feel woozy and if it is her blood, she really begins to panic.
â Falling in love -- Adrienne has an aversion to extremely emotional and close relationships as the concept of someone knowing about her completely and growing to hate her scares her. She is not the most optimistic and does not believe anyone will love her the way she wants them to. Worse yet, she fears she is incapable of being what that person needs.
â Marco finding her It's a long story...
|Dreams|
- Becoming a free-lance fiction writer It's so cheesy, but I want it. That's why I'm saving up from the jobs I have now.
- Becoming a free-lance fiction writer It's so cheesy, but I want it. That's why I'm saving up from the jobs I have now.
|Secrets|
- Prostitution -- Adrienne was thrust into the prostitution world when she was around fourteen. Her father was a alcoholic who then moved on to a bigger addiction to drugs. His lust for drugs caused him to allow a dealer to rape his daughter and then after constant mental and physical abuse, he had Adrienne continue to give herself away to provide for them.
- Murder -- It was an honest mistake and one that Adrienne regrets to not regret every day. On one particularly violent day when she did not bring him enough money home, she locked herself in his bedroom of their two-bedroom apartment. She knew he was going to look for his gun and decided to get it first. When her father kicked down the door, Adrienne begged him to listen to her - to not do anything he would regret later. She was holding the gun. He lunged, they struggled, and she pulled the trigger. It was her life or his and Adrienne was done living for him
|Personality|
Tough|| Guarded|| Compassionate|| Charismatic|| Proud|| Hard-working
When you first encounter Adrienne, you notice that she is both charismatic and tough. She shows great determination with one glance and proves to be someone that can handle a tough situation. Make no mistake, she does falter under pressure and she is undoubtedly human. That means that she cannot withstand every situation thrown her way, but she won't break down easily when things get rough. She will stick through them no matter what and she does not take weakness as an option from herself or from anyone else. However, she is also charismatic. In her job as a bartender and barista, she seems to be able to appear welcoming to customers and is generally respectful.
Adrienne is also quite guarded. Despite the openness she seems to exude, she keeps personal matters at bay. While she talks about her day and how she's feeling with you, she never shares her innermost feelings and that even applies to guys she finds herself involved with. Adrienne actually prefers sexual relationships as opposed to emotional as she does not trust easily nor does she wish to engage in such a relationship. Becoming emotionally attached to a male means one day sharing her past and while she looks at her past with nonchalance when she does share it, a part of her is embarrassed and ashamed. However, Adrienne is too proud to admit that.
It took awhile for her to gain confidence in herself, especially after being discovered by the government and being taken away from her father. She takes great pride in the way she has managed her life now; she's independent financially and emotionally. She is able to work two jobs. She has a small circle of real and genuinely supportive friends. She is in a good place, so she would never admit a sense of weakness. It's just not in the code of conducts that Adrienne follows.
All in all, Adrienne is a deeply compassionate person and is hard-working. After the life she's led, she understands the every day struggle people have to face if they were not blessed to be a part of a loving and wealthy family. She knows that good things come to good people and that the harder you work, the more you earn. At least, she hopes that this is true and she tries to act accordingly. She would offer her money to someone on the street, even when she knows that after paying rent, she's not going to have that much spending money. She does not like seeing others in pain and would be willing to make sacrifices.
"...I'm not broken or bruised."
|Place of Origin|
Adelanto, California Yeah, I'm the real small town girl
|History|
Adrienne was born on November 17, 1991 to Feliciana and Ricardo DeLuca in Adelanto, California. Her parents were illegal immigrants and knew that their child being born in America would make them part American. Sadly, Feliciana gave birth in their home, which was not the cleanest of places and died after childbirth. Adrienne remained sick for almost two weeks until one of the visiting neighbors heard her cries and rushed her to the hospital. Her father's depression over losing his wife at the time clouded his concern for his daughter and all he did was stand there and accept the help. The neighbor would comment later to him that his little girl was a fighter.
Growing up, Adrienne ignored her father's depression and alcoholism. She was pretty decent in school, having gained a love of reading at a young age. She even managed to have a collection of books at home and skipped two grades. She was reading on two levels higher than her age range and seemed to be getting better by the minute. However, her father seemed not to pay attention and after awhile, Adrienne stopped coming home early. Instead, she focused on taking kickboxing classes in the after school program and taking jogs around the neighborhood.
Freshman year was when things began to change. Adrienne was gorgeous, she was smart, and she was a tough cookie to crack. Not a lot of guys got her attention as she decided at a young age that she didn't believe in love. While most girls were having their little fairy tale dreams, all Adrienne could think about was getting her As-all-day on and becoming a writer. It was during this year that her father turned to drug abuse. When she was up late doing her homework, she at first, was wearing headphones while blasting music and doing homework. But she heard yelling over the music and turned her MP3 player off to hear hi trying to bargain with some guy. She was confused by the silence that permeate the air and opted to head out of her room when the door swung open to reveal some shady man and her father. It didn't take long for Adrienne to realize that something bad was going to happen. Try as she might, her strength was not enough and she was taken - brutally, painfully, and completely.
And her father watched, high as a kite.
After losing her virginity, a deep-set hatred filled Adrienne and she lashed out at her father for his misdeeds as a father. In response, he began his physical abuse. Her only safe haven was getting her education. But even as she neared senior year, she knew that her education was going to be put on the back burner. Her father reminded her daily that she was not going to be able to pay for school, that her grades would never be enough. She tried working, but her father would randomly show up and embarrass her in front of her co-workers. She was fired, broke, there was hardly any food in the house, and Adrienne was desperate. So, when the same drug dealer - whose name turned out to be Marco - returned, Adrienne lost hope.
She sold herself to him to take care of her and her father. She was pretty much Marco's whore. The only difference was that he never appreciated her sleeping with other guys. Luckily for Adrienne, she would go to the local clinic and check herself. She never caught a disease. But Marco grew completely obsessive over her, possessive even. His desire for her scared Adrienne beyond belief, but her father's addiction became even worse and that seemed to take up all of her time. If she wasn't at school, she was trying to help her father who would only slap her away. If she wasn't nursing the bruises, she was sleeping with Marco or some guy near the richer side of the town.
However, things took a sharp turn when her father was exceptionally high on a late spring day. Graduation was the day after and Adrienne was sneaking her cap and gown into the house. Her father was irrationally enraged by that, claiming that she was conforming to America and complaining about how this country took everything from him. Now, it was tainting his baby and he would rather her dead than being just another American. So, he took to beating her. What he didn't realize was that Adrienne was still taking her kickboxing classes and was able to overpower him long enough to hide in his bedroom and lock it. As he banged on the door, Adrienne swore her life was over and she could hear him claiming that he was going to empty his gun's barrel into her temple. When the door was broken down and he approached her, Adrienne had the gun in her hands. They struggled, he yanked and pushed, and she pulled the trigger.
One of the neighbors came to check in on her. Seeing her bruised and sobbing and then seeing her father in a pool of his own blood, the neighbor called the cops and told them the entire story. How they knew that the father was using and that strange men had been coming into the house. How they could hear them arguing mostly every night. Adrienne just sat there, numb and her eyes frantically looking around for Marco to randomly appear and steal her away. She spent one night in prison and when they deemed it self-defense, Adrienne was hidden away. She received her diploma two days later from a classmate.
Barely a week past before Adrienne was somehow far away from Adelanto. The government kept her name out of the paper and she told no one of where she was going for fear of it getting back to Marco. She still trembles at the thought of what he would do knowing that she fled without him. Adrienne opted to go work for her apartment instead of going to Columbia like she originally wanted. She wanted - no, needed - something to occupy her mind with, to take away the nightmare of the life she used to live. And despite her constant thinking about the what-ifs, Adrienne is pretty much satisfied with her life. She is peaceful with her job as a barista and a bartender. She loves the people and she loves the city.
Adelanto, California Yeah, I'm the real small town girl
|History|
Adrienne was born on November 17, 1991 to Feliciana and Ricardo DeLuca in Adelanto, California. Her parents were illegal immigrants and knew that their child being born in America would make them part American. Sadly, Feliciana gave birth in their home, which was not the cleanest of places and died after childbirth. Adrienne remained sick for almost two weeks until one of the visiting neighbors heard her cries and rushed her to the hospital. Her father's depression over losing his wife at the time clouded his concern for his daughter and all he did was stand there and accept the help. The neighbor would comment later to him that his little girl was a fighter.
Growing up, Adrienne ignored her father's depression and alcoholism. She was pretty decent in school, having gained a love of reading at a young age. She even managed to have a collection of books at home and skipped two grades. She was reading on two levels higher than her age range and seemed to be getting better by the minute. However, her father seemed not to pay attention and after awhile, Adrienne stopped coming home early. Instead, she focused on taking kickboxing classes in the after school program and taking jogs around the neighborhood.
Freshman year was when things began to change. Adrienne was gorgeous, she was smart, and she was a tough cookie to crack. Not a lot of guys got her attention as she decided at a young age that she didn't believe in love. While most girls were having their little fairy tale dreams, all Adrienne could think about was getting her As-all-day on and becoming a writer. It was during this year that her father turned to drug abuse. When she was up late doing her homework, she at first, was wearing headphones while blasting music and doing homework. But she heard yelling over the music and turned her MP3 player off to hear hi trying to bargain with some guy. She was confused by the silence that permeate the air and opted to head out of her room when the door swung open to reveal some shady man and her father. It didn't take long for Adrienne to realize that something bad was going to happen. Try as she might, her strength was not enough and she was taken - brutally, painfully, and completely.
And her father watched, high as a kite.
After losing her virginity, a deep-set hatred filled Adrienne and she lashed out at her father for his misdeeds as a father. In response, he began his physical abuse. Her only safe haven was getting her education. But even as she neared senior year, she knew that her education was going to be put on the back burner. Her father reminded her daily that she was not going to be able to pay for school, that her grades would never be enough. She tried working, but her father would randomly show up and embarrass her in front of her co-workers. She was fired, broke, there was hardly any food in the house, and Adrienne was desperate. So, when the same drug dealer - whose name turned out to be Marco - returned, Adrienne lost hope.
She sold herself to him to take care of her and her father. She was pretty much Marco's whore. The only difference was that he never appreciated her sleeping with other guys. Luckily for Adrienne, she would go to the local clinic and check herself. She never caught a disease. But Marco grew completely obsessive over her, possessive even. His desire for her scared Adrienne beyond belief, but her father's addiction became even worse and that seemed to take up all of her time. If she wasn't at school, she was trying to help her father who would only slap her away. If she wasn't nursing the bruises, she was sleeping with Marco or some guy near the richer side of the town.
However, things took a sharp turn when her father was exceptionally high on a late spring day. Graduation was the day after and Adrienne was sneaking her cap and gown into the house. Her father was irrationally enraged by that, claiming that she was conforming to America and complaining about how this country took everything from him. Now, it was tainting his baby and he would rather her dead than being just another American. So, he took to beating her. What he didn't realize was that Adrienne was still taking her kickboxing classes and was able to overpower him long enough to hide in his bedroom and lock it. As he banged on the door, Adrienne swore her life was over and she could hear him claiming that he was going to empty his gun's barrel into her temple. When the door was broken down and he approached her, Adrienne had the gun in her hands. They struggled, he yanked and pushed, and she pulled the trigger.
One of the neighbors came to check in on her. Seeing her bruised and sobbing and then seeing her father in a pool of his own blood, the neighbor called the cops and told them the entire story. How they knew that the father was using and that strange men had been coming into the house. How they could hear them arguing mostly every night. Adrienne just sat there, numb and her eyes frantically looking around for Marco to randomly appear and steal her away. She spent one night in prison and when they deemed it self-defense, Adrienne was hidden away. She received her diploma two days later from a classmate.
Barely a week past before Adrienne was somehow far away from Adelanto. The government kept her name out of the paper and she told no one of where she was going for fear of it getting back to Marco. She still trembles at the thought of what he would do knowing that she fled without him. Adrienne opted to go work for her apartment instead of going to Columbia like she originally wanted. She wanted - no, needed - something to occupy her mind with, to take away the nightmare of the life she used to live. And despite her constant thinking about the what-ifs, Adrienne is pretty much satisfied with her life. She is peaceful with her job as a barista and a bartender. She loves the people and she loves the city.
"Now I'm a warrior!"
Theme Song
Warrior| Demi Lovato
This is a story that I have never told
I gotta get this off my chest to let it go
I need to take back the light inside you stole
You're a criminal
And you steal like you're a pro
All the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I was broken and bruised
Now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire
You can save your apologies, you're nothing but a liar
I've got shame, I've got scars
That I will never show
I'm a survivor
In more ways than you know
Cause all the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I'm not broken or bruised
'Cause now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me
There's a part of me I can't get back
A little girl grew up too fast
All it took was once, I'll never be the same
Now I'm taking back my life today
Nothing left that you can say
Cause you were never gonna take the blame anyway
Now I'm a warrior
I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
No oh, yeah, yeah
You can never hurt me again
This is a story that I have never told
I gotta get this off my chest to let it go
I need to take back the light inside you stole
You're a criminal
And you steal like you're a pro
All the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I was broken and bruised
Now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
Out of the ashes, I'm burning like a fire
You can save your apologies, you're nothing but a liar
I've got shame, I've got scars
That I will never show
I'm a survivor
In more ways than you know
Cause all the pain and the truth
I wear like a battle wound
So ashamed, so confused
I'm not broken or bruised
'Cause now I'm a warrior
Now I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me
There's a part of me I can't get back
A little girl grew up too fast
All it took was once, I'll never be the same
Now I'm taking back my life today
Nothing left that you can say
Cause you were never gonna take the blame anyway
Now I'm a warrior
I've got thicker skin
I'm a warrior
I'm stronger than I've ever been
And my armor, is made of steel, you can't get in
I'm a warrior
And you can never hurt me again
No oh, yeah, yeah
You can never hurt me again
Other:
- Adrienne has a small trail of little stars on the right side of her upper back. They sit almost on her shoulder. It is a reminder of the days where her father was an actual father and called her a star. At one point, he believed Adrienne could be a best-selling author.
- Adrienne was registered for a gun last year and keeps a .45 caliber gun.
- After hard work when she stopped getting direct funding from the government because she had a job, Adrienne was able to locate a very nice apartment for herself that she pays for without assistance. She makes sure to keep her payments up and will even take extra shifts in both the cafe and bar because she doesn't want to move anywhere else.
