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Vanessa Mars

"I'm more than just a pretty face... Though I'm sure my mother would disagree..."

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a character in “Kidnapped: The Definition of Family”, as played by Miyer

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Trust me, I am a lot more then just a pretty face... Though I am sure my mother would disagree.






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|| Name ||
Vanessa Mars
"It's like the TV series, except my name is Vanessa rather then Veronica."

|| Nickname ||
Nessie
"It's cute, though only my close friends call me Nessie."

|| Age ||
21
"Legal drinking age!"

|| Nationality ||
Spanish/American
"I'm a latina, what can I say."

|| Job ||
Model
"Surprisingly, I hate the job. I'd much rather be working in the lab."





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|| Height + Weight ||
5'8" + 115lbs
"If I don't start eating again soon, I'm going to die!"

|| Hair ||
Thick, Curly brown hair with blonde ombre tips.
"I love my hair, and in my mind, it's my crowning glory."

|| Eyes ||
Chocolate Brown.
"Not very interesting, as far as I'm concerned."

|| Distinct Features ||
Her Lips
"Ya, as far as they are concerned, my lips are my crowning glory."

|| Clothings ||
Vanessa doesn't have much choice over what she get's to wear, between her mother, modeling agent and the company, Vanessa often finds herself stuffed into high end fashion. If she had her way, she could be found in a pear of loose boy jeans, converses and rolling stones tank-top, topped off with her favourite black beanie.
"Whatever they are making me wear that day..."





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Playful || Flirtatious || Passive || Insecure || Intelligent

Vanessa is a very playful, flirtatious and intelligent girl who's personality and brains has been swept to the side in favour of her mother and father's good genes. Her appearance has dominated her life, with her mother forcing her to become a model and most people seeing her as simply eye candy who isn't able to hold a conversation.

This has created an insane insecurity about Vanessa, ironically enough, because despite being a model and everyone always commenting on her looks, the only thing she actually likes about her appearance is her hair. However, despite her desperate desire to leave the modelling world, she is a passive individual and worried of standing up to her mother and hurting her.

With Vanessa's intelligence, she has always been top of her class for science, plus that and her burning passion for the intellectual subject, Vanessa's dream is to one day become a researcher into neuroscience, a new, undeveloped scientific field, full of potential new discovers which can change the world.



|| Likes ||
βœ” Science
βœ” Research
βœ” Having Fun
βœ” Carnivals
βœ” Dancing
βœ” Sunshine
βœ” Her Hair
|| Dislikes ||
✘ Modelling
✘ Her Lips
✘ The Dark
✘ Being Skinny
✘ Fashion
✘ Celebrities
✘ Being seen as a bimbo






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WIP (Needs to be discussed with role 2)
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|| Family Members ||
Elizabeth Mars || Mother || Alive
"My mother is smart, pretty and ambitious. She also used to be a model, so it is not very surprising when she forced me into the career. "

Rollo Mars || Father || Deceased
"My father was a good man, and he mom happy with her simple life... After he died, nothing was the same..."




So begins...

Vanessa Mars's Story

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James was not a social person. He was just figuring that part out after 20 years. "Yeah, yeah Mike, I'm sure it's great... Yeah.. Mhm- oh shoot, I'm getting a call through, talk to you later, man." He hung up quickly with a quick slide of the thumb, and exhaled deeply.

I fucked up. I'm sorry. Was all PJ sent to the group message he's surprised he's actually kept up with.

He was sitting on the couch in his apartment, and scratched his head, just thinking for a moment. What the fuck did PJ screw up this time? Was it something with Nathan, or.. what? Then, there was another call. The police station. "Yes, I'd like to speak to Jameson Mackenzie."

"This is he. "

"We need you to come down to the station, we have your brother in custody. You must come to the station to release him." With a nod, and sigh James agreed. "Alright. I'm on my way." The line went dead as he started towards the door. He shot a text to Vannie.

To: Vannie
"Hey love. Gotta get PJ out of jail. I'll talk to you tonight."

He sent it, and hopped in his red Toyota Camry, zooming down to the station.

xxxx 30 minutes later xxxx

He walked into the station, running a hand through his hair, and after getting embarassingly patted down, he was thrown in the room where PJ and a curious woman sat at a table. "Hey kid. What happened?" He sat in the chair next to PJ, and patted his shoulder in a comforting way. His eyes flickered up towards her.

"Excuse me. Where are my manners? I'm James, PJ's older brother. What exactly did he do?" He raised a curious eyebrow towards her, and bit his lower lip as he awaited the seemingly gut-clenching answer. He looked at the table at all the baby pictures, and fingerprints. Then in bold was the word, ABDUCTED.

"Wait, did you kidnap kids?" He looked towards PJ and almost growled.

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Nessie look at the camera, a serene smile on her face as the sound of shutting snapping closed filled the air. Every now and then the photographer would issue a new set of instructions of how he would like her to pose, and she would follow them, positioning herself differently in the scenery she had been given. Finally, after what felt like an age, the Photographer finally called for a break and Nessie broke away, ignoring her agents calls as she made her way to the back entrance to the studio.

Her once serene smile vanished and a dead look entered her eyes as she sat down on the cold steps, heaving a heavy sigh. It had been one photoshoot after another this week and the meetings and job offers seemed to be picking up, and though most model would die to be in Nessie's position right now, all this increase in business mean for the young Latina was that her dream of finishing university and becoming a researching biologist were slowly vanishing as her mothers enthusiasm swept her away.

There was a sudden ping from her pocket, causing Nessie to jump as she pulled out her phone, half expecting her agent asking where she was. Instead she was pleasantly surprised to find the message was from James instead.

From: James
"Hey love. Gotta get PJ out of jail. I'll talk to you tonight."

Nessie felt her eyes widen briefly in surprise at the news, and she wanted to call James up and find out what had happened, however James said he would talk to her tonight, and it wasn't exactly unusual for PJ to end up in jail, so it was probably nothing serious... She hoped.

To: James
"Hey Hun, that's cool. Hope everything okay. I will see you tonight xxx"

Once the message had been sent off, Nessie turned her attention back to the bustling studio behind her, just as her agent appeared in sight and noticed her missing model. Sighing, Nessie stood up and returned, walking towards the hair and make-up department so that they could prepare her for the next series of shoots.

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James's eyes narrowed, and his face set stone into his stern look, which he sported whenever he felt threatened mainly. "Wait, wait, wait." He held up his left hand, his wristwatch tied around it. "So, let me get this straight.." He stood up, and nodded to Amanda, letting her have his seat if she wished so.

"You're telling us, whom have grown up together knowing each other as siblings, that we may in fact, not be related at all?" He rubbed his head, starting to pace on the side of the room, right hand in his pocket, the other still on his chin. "You're searching active missing cases? I think our parents, hypothetically, would not still be searching after 20 years for a child they haven't even heard of since they'd been born." He grumbled, and clasped his left hand over his mouth. "This sounds like pure insanity. " He sighed, and finally rested his pacing to lean against the wall, right arm across his abdomen with his left leaning on it, his fingers being bitten with his teeth. "I'm pretty sure the father I've known all my life is the one that I'm biologically related to. Just sayin'." He eyed PJ, and the new information that had been brought to the surface still overwhelmed him.

The thought of a life outside the one he was living was insanity to him. What would Vanessa think? That he'd lied to her since they'd met? He secretly shares an apartment with her for goodness sake.

His eyes then flickered to Amanda, poor girl dragged in here by the police. He had a sense of compassion towards her, since after all she was his only sister. His mind then hinted at an idea. Vanessa. If he isn't his parents' child, which is absurd, but that chance that he is, he'll need someone to help him realize.

His body straightened, and slid his phone out of his pocket.

To: Vannie
" We're all being investigated. I'll explain everything if when come home tonight. I promise. I love you so much, baby." He sent quickly, and slid his phone back into his jeans pocket, and watched Detective Susan Morgan.

What an absurd name, for such an absurd woman.

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He was still staring at the black screen on his phone, wondering if Vanessa was shooting, or perhaps at home waiting for him, or something. His mind didn't stay there long, however. His eyes flickered up to see the Detective leaving the room, leaving all three siblings and Nathan, alone.

"Yeah, you can stay with Zach and Amanda or me.." He stopped himself before he said Vanessa, that was a whole other problem. He'd have to come clean about living with her, but, that wasn't the biggest issue at the moment. "We'll always be family. Blood-related or not. I mean, we grew up together. There's no other way I'd have it, honest." He wasn't one for heartfelt moments, but he tried.

"Maybe I'll try Vanessa again.." He raised an eyebrow as Amanda called Zach. "But, in the long run, maybe this whole thing isn't that bad of an idea, ya know?" He faced Amanda. "What bad could come out of giving them our prints?"



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The daily grind seemed to be taking a toll on him. Sweat lining his muscular arms, his tank too loose to his form, and his hairline soaked. His phone was lying on the top of a metal toolbox only a few feet or so away. He was laying on his back, a simple skateboard his only way to look at the inner workings of the beast he was working on. His phone buzzed once. It was probably just Facebook.

It buzzed twice. Maybe a text?

It let out a long buzz followed by a ding sound. Nope, it's a call.

He 'skated' over and grabbed his phone. He'd seen Amanda's picture. "Hey baby, I'm just finishing up, what's up?" He wheeled back under the car, and started twisting screws again.

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The next chance Nessie got to look at her phone was after she had managed to escape her latest photo shoot. After they had taken around 500 photos or something ridiculous like that, she had been ushered out of the studio by her agent, who had then informed her of the weeks schedule. Glancing Down, Nessie smiled slightly at seeing James text.

From: James
"We're all being investigated. I'll explain everything if when come home tonight. I promise. I love you so much, baby."

Nessie felt her smile fall off her face as worry over took her mind. She stopped listening to whatever her agent was saying as she turned her full attention towards the text that had been sent to her. What could of possibly happened? Your mind whizzed around as it started to come up with the worst possible scenarios.

To: James
"Is everything okay? I'll see you at home, I'm on my way there right now. Text me as soon as you can leave. I love you too, babe x"

With that, Nessie turned her attention to the window and watched the city flash by as the car made the way back towards her apartment. Her agent had finally gone quiet, having realised that Nessie was clearly not paying her any mind. It was at moments like this, that Nessie felt bad for the way she treated her agent, but then she remembered how it was her, and her mom that had forced Nessie into this career without consulting her.

Exitting the car, Nessie turned back to wave at her agent, who simple rolled her eyes before the turning her attention back to her phone. Smiling, Nessie made her way inside, throwing her bag down onto the couch before making her way into the kitchen. It was around 4 in the afternoon at this point, and James would hopefully be home within the next couple of hours or so. With that in mind, Nessie got to work making herself a grilled cheese sandwich before nestling down to watch some Netflix.

Upon arriving

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Was Vanessa even getting his messages? All of a sudden, Zach showed up, a brief nod between the two men before Zach comforted his sister. But his mind didn't linger too long on that, when out of nowhere, PJ was in his arms, like too many times as they were growing up.

"Dude, it's not your fault. Besides, who could blame you for trying to act cool? Hell, you're cooler than me." He chuckled, and patted his back right between his shoulder blades. "PJ, look at me." He pulled the sobbing teen off of him. "This is not your fault, don't ever think that. I swear it's never your fault." He allowed a comforting smirk to form on his lips, and his mind traveled back to Vanessa.

Where the hell was she?



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Her voice was shaking, and he hated that. How innocent and unstable she could become so fast. He was her protector, their provider.

"Police station? Love, PJ can stay with us, but.. what's going on?"

He groaned as sat up on his board, out from under the truck that had his attention previously, all of him focusing on her voice. When she asked if he could come down there, his hair stood on the back of his neck. "Y-yeah, um, I'm finished today anyway. Lemme clean up, okay? See you soon, baby." He hung up swiftly, and ran off to shower, and throw on an outfit[/url].

He arrived at the station a good half hour later, and breathed a sigh of relief as he found Amanda. "Hey, you okay?" He asked quieter than his usual tone. "Those guys up front are, uh, thorough." He cleared his throat, and wrapped his arms around his fiance, his nose in her hair.

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PJ chuckled slightly at his brothers words, and they calmed him down considerably. They were fine. They were still brothers. All the stupid posters and fingerprints in the world weren't going to change that. "I am cooler than you, aren't I?" he asked, and even though he still sounded a bit sniffly, that was him. That was a joke. That was good.

But he was still crying, and he didn't stop until James made him look up. He swallowed thickly, as uncomfortable as he ever was with a serious conversation, before giving a nod. It wasn't his fault. It wasn't. "It wasn't my fault," he repeated, like saying them himself made the words more real.

He gave a decisive nod and then stepped back, taking in a shaky breath and running his fingers through his hair. Zach was there now, he'd missed when he'd come in, but he was glad for it. Mandy probably needed him. "Hey, where's Vanessa?" he asked, wiping at his eyes with the sleeve of his hoodie, walking back a few steps to sit down with Nathan again. His boyfriend was drawing, distracting himself, so PJ settled for placing a hand on his knee. The closeness alone provided an amazing amount of comfort.