"Sometimes it's just better to forget if possible."
General Knowledge
Full Name:
Grey Amor Scott
Nickname:
She's fine with just going by Grey.
Gender:
Female
Age:
Twenty- One
Ethnicity/Race:
She's half Cherokee and half Greek, and was raised in Greece.
Sexual Orientation:
She's very much heterosexual.
Room #:
She'll be staying in room 214.
Prior Occupation:
Grey had two prior jobs: Owning a coffee shop and working at a library. Both of course aren't full time and when the coffee shop first opened she worked there for most of the time, but after her boyfriends death she started going in less often to work in the library. Being the boss at the coffee shop she'd brew coffee and serve it to people. At the library she checks in and out books, arranges books, and helps people find what they're looking for. Grey is also a student at at a near by collage trying to get a degree in psychology and history.
Current Occupation:
Grey is the Death/Suicide Consular.
Things You Want To Know
Hair Color:
Grey had dark brown hair that in some lighting looks almost black and in others light brown. Like most people's hair it isn't just one solid color. The front half is the darkest park from receiving the most sun, a dark chocolate color. The crown and middle part of her hair is a few shades lighter, and the back is the lightest, like one shade darker than milk chocolate. Of course all her hair flows together in a nondramatic, but slightly noticeable difference of colors.
Eye Color:
Her eyes are dark brown; the right one is dark than the left.
Height:
5'6"
Weight:
115 pounds
Tattoos:
She's afraid to get a tattoo, so no.
Piercings:
She has earlobe piercings, one on each ear, and a belly button piercing.
Scars:
She has scars across her wrist from where she use to cut herself after the death of her boyfriend, and a white-pinkish colored scar around her neck where she tried to hang herself, but since it doesn't stick out from her skin she can cover it up with makeup like it never happened.
Character Color: Blue Zircon- #57FEFF
Description:
Grey isn't skinny nor fat, but a good in between. She's 5'6", weighs 115 pounds, and her measurements are 35-25-39. She use to exercises everyday and doesn't over eat, which gives her a fit look with flat abs. On her heart shaped face no one could ever find a blemish, scar, or scratch, but there is a mole next to her right eye, in the middle of her right cheek, and two small freckles on the apple of her left cheek. She happens to have pimples sometimes, but always keeps it covered with her makeup. Also when Grey Smiles, which rare now, has dimples within the creases next to her lips. Her lips are plump and a rosy pink, but are chapped with broken skin and sometimes dried blood from where she chews on them. Even though she doesn't care about her hygiene as much as she use to she still maintains white teeth and shiny chocolate hair.
Grey's eyes are a dull dark brown color, but light up and shine when she's happy; the right one's a little darker. Her nose is slender and the bridge long, it's defined, but not to much. She has scars on her body, on her wrist that stick up and are lumpy and then around her neck, but it's flat and remains a white/pinkish rope thick loop that's flat on her skin and can be covered up by makeup. She has a darker skin completion from her Cherokee blood, and just being in the sun for ten minutes can get her extremely dark, but she's a pale dark color from staying inside a lot. Grey still has her tan but it's a very washed out gray-brown color. Her hair is below her chest, normally in big loss waves, it's dark, medium, and medium light brown.
When it comes to dressing she's very put together when she leaves the house. Grey is classy, never anything to tight or short or reveling. No is she trashy, never wearing things to baggy, that smell bad, or dirty. She normally wears something with a collar, dresses an shirts, and commonly known for wearing a tank-top with a see through button-downed collared shirt. But when she's at home she wears over sized clothes that don't fit her well, usually just an old oversized shirt of her old boyfriend.
Grey had dark brown hair that in some lighting looks almost black and in others light brown. Like most people's hair it isn't just one solid color. The front half is the darkest park from receiving the most sun, a dark chocolate color. The crown and middle part of her hair is a few shades lighter, and the back is the lightest, like one shade darker than milk chocolate. Of course all her hair flows together in a nondramatic, but slightly noticeable difference of colors.
Eye Color:
Her eyes are dark brown; the right one is dark than the left.
Height:
5'6"
Weight:
115 pounds
Tattoos:
She's afraid to get a tattoo, so no.
Piercings:
She has earlobe piercings, one on each ear, and a belly button piercing.
Scars:
She has scars across her wrist from where she use to cut herself after the death of her boyfriend, and a white-pinkish colored scar around her neck where she tried to hang herself, but since it doesn't stick out from her skin she can cover it up with makeup like it never happened.
Character Color: Blue Zircon- #57FEFF
Description:
Grey isn't skinny nor fat, but a good in between. She's 5'6", weighs 115 pounds, and her measurements are 35-25-39. She use to exercises everyday and doesn't over eat, which gives her a fit look with flat abs. On her heart shaped face no one could ever find a blemish, scar, or scratch, but there is a mole next to her right eye, in the middle of her right cheek, and two small freckles on the apple of her left cheek. She happens to have pimples sometimes, but always keeps it covered with her makeup. Also when Grey Smiles, which rare now, has dimples within the creases next to her lips. Her lips are plump and a rosy pink, but are chapped with broken skin and sometimes dried blood from where she chews on them. Even though she doesn't care about her hygiene as much as she use to she still maintains white teeth and shiny chocolate hair.
Grey's eyes are a dull dark brown color, but light up and shine when she's happy; the right one's a little darker. Her nose is slender and the bridge long, it's defined, but not to much. She has scars on her body, on her wrist that stick up and are lumpy and then around her neck, but it's flat and remains a white/pinkish rope thick loop that's flat on her skin and can be covered up by makeup. She has a darker skin completion from her Cherokee blood, and just being in the sun for ten minutes can get her extremely dark, but she's a pale dark color from staying inside a lot. Grey still has her tan but it's a very washed out gray-brown color. Her hair is below her chest, normally in big loss waves, it's dark, medium, and medium light brown.
When it comes to dressing she's very put together when she leaves the house. Grey is classy, never anything to tight or short or reveling. No is she trashy, never wearing things to baggy, that smell bad, or dirty. She normally wears something with a collar, dresses an shirts, and commonly known for wearing a tank-top with a see through button-downed collared shirt. But when she's at home she wears over sized clothes that don't fit her well, usually just an old oversized shirt of her old boyfriend.
For Better Or For Worse
Personality:
{Lost, Scared, Alone, Sad, Broken}
Grey use to be a very social girl, and in the public eye is still is. She laughs and smiles and cracks jokes, she can be the life of a party. She seems to be the caring friend someone can go to for their problems and talk about all of them and when they're through talking to her they feel better, but it's a show. Grey's practiced her smile and laugh in the mirror for years making it believable. She's so very cracked and when reassembled most of her pieces were still missing. She knows she's not whole and not completely there, so she does take therapy for it, she needs it dearly. Grey's just a fragment of what she use to be, now she feels like it's a curse to live.
Dying for her would be very peaceful and something she wants, she hates the break downs and the flash backs, but she has to keep moving forward in life. With her faking it's like she's still part of humanity like she should be. No one notices her pain, and that's how she wants it, to be unnoticed. She still feels emotions, usually depression, but she's still human. It makes her feel wanted when people come to her for help, she feels sorrow for those that need help, but greatly depression. Even though Grey's trying to stay intake with everything she still feels lost and alone even though people hold her near. Grey feels like even though she's trying in life it's not going to get any better than it is now.
She cries a lot, most of the time. Sadness is her biggest feel to a point of almost insanity. She has to take medication for her depression to keep her from being suicidal again. Grey's also not in the best states of mind. She suffers from paranoia and a case of schizophrenia, which she also takes medication for. When it comes to her mental disorder she usually sees her dead boyfriend and things along those lines. It also makes her bland herself even more for his death, for she sees things that tell her she is the killer and that blame her for the incident in her own mind. Along with all those feelings she is very afraid: of losing herself more and getting worse. Just because she still pretends to be happy doesn't mean she couldn't lose what she has now, it may be little but she has it. She had for her coffee shop after the death of her boyfriend, and if she lost that she would have been as depressed as she was the day she found him dead. Even though she still wasn't happy she had gotten a little better. It would have been good if she didn't cry so much or if she didn't always feel bad for herself or if she could just forget her boyfriend, but that wasn't life. Grey believes in three things: Black, White, and Grey. She believes the black to be the bad, the white the good, and the grey being the bad in the good. She knows she's in the grey momentarily.
The only time Grey is at her highest is when she's drunk. She took up drinking after her boyfriends death because for a short moment she can forget everything. She likes it because she doesn't have to put up with reality and when she sobers back up she's forgotten everything she's done. Also along with that pinch of happiness with her schizophrenia it caused her to see things that weren't there like her boyfriend. When she sees him she'll talk to him, giving her some peace on his death, even though she knows it's all in her mind she feels like she's seeing his ghost. And with Grey having paranoia she doesn't trust people well, thinking they're always out to get her.
|| Reading || Studying || Working ||
Habits:
|| Chewing On Her Lips || Pulling Out Her Hair || Rubbing Her Hands Together When She's Nervous || Scratching Her Wrist ||
Oddities:
She Has Schizophrenia And Paranoia- Getting paranoid is common for her, and she only sees things when she's extremely frustrated, about to have a mental break down, or under lots of stress || She's also allergic to grapes and if she were to eat some she'd die.
- Food
- Studying
- Reading
- Working
- Sleepingi
- Drinking
- Grapes
- Living
- Her Schizophrenia
- Her Paranoia
- That She Didn't Die Too
Stuff You Shouldn't know...
Strengths and Weaknesses
Character Skills/Talents:What Is Your Character Good At Doing?
Character Skills/Talents:What Is Your Character Good At Doing?
- Good At Acting
- Painting
- Good At Trivia
- Cooking
- Not Trusting People
- Bad At Caring
- Doesn't Pay Attention Well
- Self-Centered
Secrets:
-Her Boyfriends Death-
-Her Schizophrenia-
-Her Having Paranoia-
Fears/Phobias:
-Afraid Of Falling In Love-
-Someone Finding Out About Her Boyfriend-
-The Dark-
-Also Afraid Of Heights-
-Her Boyfriends Death-
-Her Schizophrenia-
-Her Having Paranoia-
Fears/Phobias:
-Afraid Of Falling In Love-
-Someone Finding Out About Her Boyfriend-
-The Dark-
-Also Afraid Of Heights-
Remembering The Past
Biography
Place Of Origin:
Greece
Birth Date:
January 1st, 1993
History:
Grey was raised by two parents, a nurse of a mother and a historian for a father. Every since she was young she was taught about medical things, how to stop a wound from bleeding so much, how to stitch herself up if she must, and other things from her mother and with her father he taught her other things to like: past wars, famous people, our founding fathers and other things. Grey had also been put into karate, boxing, and self defenses classes at the age of five. He use to give her little scenarios for her to figure out. Her fondest memory of one was when her father had returned home from an eight hour shift when she was ten. He has sat down on the couch and she'd ran over to him and sat in his lap. He chucked and began speaking. "Find the flaw," he had told her, "April 15th, 1865 at 9:50 P.M. Abraham Lincoln was assassinated." Grey gave a small giggle, "That's simple. He was killed at 10:15 P.M.!" She was so excited about how she was right. Her father had told her how smart she was and how she was so intelligent. "Correct!" He how'd shouted for for.
With her fathers inspiration when she turned ten she started going with her fathers to conventions where he'd be told information of the advances and histories of cultures around the world. Everything she'd learned stuck with her. With her parents being what they were they had some money to travel America a little, taking Grey to see some historical landmarks of the world the just lived in. Her favorite was the White House, she loved all the old paintings, the statues, and the new information she gathered from the holographic informers, at the time she was ten as well. And this was the best thing she's seen so far in her life, and for a while the last.
A few years after the Washington trip when Grey was fifteen she went to work with her mother. They were in her office as she filled out some paper work about the birth she'd just delivered, a pretty, young, rich girl. "Was the baby alright?" She had asked her mother and she nodded. Grey had smiled back. "I'm going to go use the restroom." She told her mother and left the room. Walking into the hall full of people it wasn't to busy, just a few people here and there. She was distant into her thoughts when she bumped into something and fell. "I'm so sorry!" A boy with a stained shirt had told her as he helped her up. "No, no it was all my fault, sorry about your coffee." "I think I'm more worried about my shirt," he replied with a laugh holding out his hand, "George." "Grey she responded shaking it back."
George had just moved to town that week because his mom had gotten transferred to the hospital that Grey's mother worked at. From the point of his arrival they were glued together having all the same classes and hanging after school at local coffee shops. It wasn't soon that they were dating, and love followed right behind the two. With George being about a year old her had asked Grey for her hand when she was still seventeen, and with her mothers consent they were married. Life for the two was full of happiness. Grey worked in a library, while George a coffee shop.
"Will should build our own." George had said out of the blue on day. "What?" Grey questioned. "My Dearest Sweet, we should have our own coffee shop built!" "You're crazy!" She replied laughing at him as she had put a book down. "Find, we won't have it built, we'll buy one." Grey had rolled her eyes at his proposal, "With no money?" "I've been saving." "Really now?" With them both sitting on the couch he pulled out a slip of paper. "It's a lease for
International Coffee!" He exclaimed. With them both jumping up they hugged each other excitedly.
At first everything went great, they were busy and the money was pouring in. They always payed their bills on time, life couldn't get better, but it did get worse. Across the street a bigger and better coffee shop had opened and money became tight. While Grey was at school George would work long hours to bring in as much money as he could. The two of them began to fight a lot and at first it was off, but soon became normal.
After a long day of school Grey had come home to a silent house. "Hello?" She had called with no reply. Checking room from room she checked for George she could not find him, but when going down to the basement she did. He was hanging by a rope tied around a pipe. "George!" She screamed as she rushed off to him. Unable to untie him she found a old baseball bat and hit the pipe with it until it broke. Holding him in her arms she weeped and sticking out of his pocket was a piece of paper. Pulling out the paper she read: 'My Dearest Sweet, if you're reading this then it means I have passed and I'm sorry. I'm depressed and I don't know what to do anymore, Hun. We're swamped in debt and barely have time for each other; I feel useless to you anymore. With the passing I hope it helps you, I'm sorry.
Love, George.' Unable to bare with his death she buried him in the back yard with the hopes no one would ever find out.
After the incident Grey had grown cold and reserved mentally and began taking lots of therapy. The therapy helped some, but she didn't grow out of her depression, so she started drinking. Getting drunk became normal for her, but never once did she let it show in public, she didn't want to lose her jobs or her kicked out if school. Getting schizophrenia from it she began seeing her dead boyfriend at times, causing her both pain in joy. As the time passed she could no longer handle it and tried hanger herself as well, but the rope had been weak and broke from her weight. When the rope had broken it had left rope burn and a white scar that went all around her neck.
Family Tree
Father Name- Mark Greg Conner Age- Fifty-Five
Mother Name- Missy An Conner Age- Fifty-One
Husband Name- George Cooper Scott Age- Deceased
Happiest Memory:
Her happiest and best memory is the day she married George.
Saddest Memory:
The worst memory she has is when she found George dead.
Theme Song
How To Save A Life | The Fray
Step one – you say, "We need to talk."
He walks, you say, "Sit down. It's just a talk."
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Pray to God, he hears you
And I pray to God, he hears you
And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Step one – you say, "We need to talk."
He walks, you say, "Sit down. It's just a talk."
He smiles politely back at you
You stare politely right on through
Some sort of window to your right
As he goes left and you stay right
Between the lines of fear and blame
And you begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Let him know that you know best
'Cause after all you do know best
Try to slip past his defense
Without granting innocence
Lay down a list of what is wrong
The things you've told him all along
Pray to God, he hears you
And I pray to God, he hears you
And where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
As he begins to raise his voice
You lower yours and grant him one last choice
Drive until you lose the road
Or break with the ones you've followed
He will do one of two things
He will admit to everything
Or he'll say he's just not the same
And you'll begin to wonder why you came
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend
Somewhere along in the bitterness
And I would have stayed up with you all night
Had I known how to save a life
How to save a life
How to save a life
Other
Other/Misc:
Wants to gain:
Grey hopes to be happy again like she use to, and she hopes this job gives her so.
Wants to gain:
Grey hopes to be happy again like she use to, and she hopes this job gives her so.
OOC
Password:
How often can you get online?
I get online everyday.
How often can we expect you to be able to post?:
I usually post everyday, but sometimes I get so swamped with other roleplays I only have time to post once a day or once every two days.
Password:
How often can you get online?
I get online everyday.
How often can we expect you to be able to post?:
I usually post everyday, but sometimes I get so swamped with other roleplays I only have time to post once a day or once every two days.
