{"Inside my heart is breaking, my makeup may be flaking, but my smile still stays on." }
|Full Name|
Victoria Elizabeth Wells
|Nickname|
Tori {She feels like Victoria is much too old fashioned, and despises "Vicky" or anything similar. Tori, however, is a little more modern and suited to her personality.}
|Birthday|
January 11th
|Age|
18
|Nationality|
English
|Ethnicity|
White
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Relationship Status|
Recently single
|Hometown|
London
|Team Color|
Pink
|Years at Camp|
3
|Role|
Member
Victoria Elizabeth Wells
|Nickname|
Tori {She feels like Victoria is much too old fashioned, and despises "Vicky" or anything similar. Tori, however, is a little more modern and suited to her personality.}
|Birthday|
January 11th
|Age|
18
|Nationality|
English
|Ethnicity|
White
|Sexuality|
Heterosexual
|Relationship Status|
Recently single
|Hometown|
London
|Team Color|
Pink
|Years at Camp|
3
|Role|
Member
|Quirks & Habits|
When her hands are idle, she's almost constantly playing with her hair. She doodles on just about everything she can, especially when she's thinking or zoned out. Her nails are always the same length, and if she breaks one, she will file down the others to match. Her nails are pretty much always painted, and her fingers and her toes are always painted the same colour. She carries an "emergency kit" with her at almost all times, which contains plasters, a needle and thread, a Sharpie, spare change, mints, and a portable charger.
|Talents(T) | Strengths(ST) | Skills(SK) |
βWorking with colourβ
βSewing- by hand or with a machineβ
βResourcefulβ
βTalented singer β
βHistory of dance β
|Flaws/Weakness|
βNot physically strongβ
βCan't cook to save her lifeβ
βUntidyβ
βProudβ
βUsed to luxuryβ
|Hobbies|
She loves to sing and dance, and is usually found to be taking part in one musical or another. She also loves to make old things new, and is often found to be altering a dress or shirt or something else that she found in a thrift store. She loves to paint and often uses it as stress relief. She goes for a run most mornings to keep herself in decent shape, and enjoys that- although it's the only physical exercise she does enjoy. She spends a lot of her free time listening to musicals and seeing what roles she could realistically play. She also loves to work with the costuming department to design costumes, as well as painting the sets for any shows she's in.
|Fears|
ΓΈBeing mundaneΓΈ
ΓΈBeing aloneΓΈ
ΓΈHeightsΓΈ
|Cunning| |Passionate| |Loyal| |Proud| |Creative|
Many expect Tori to be an airhead- after all, she's pretty, blonde, and a drama kid. And while Tori mightn't be the strongest at math, she's certainly not an airhead. She's cunning- able to see ways to get what she wants that mightn't necessarily be "fair" but also aren't wrong or against the rules. She's level-headed, which means that if a fight starts over a decision or idea she had, she'll be sitting on the sidelines and watching with a smirk on her face. Her acting skills means she can also turn on the waterworks and earn herself some sympathy. She's the master at causing trouble and yet avoiding blame. While she isn't one to start rumours, she certainly isn't above gossiping. While she likes to play clean, simply for being able to say that she won by playing clean, she's still not above cheating if everyone else is playing dirty.
That isn't to say that she's a complete bitch, however. She's fiercely loyal to all of her friends, and if anyone dares cross them, god help them. She's incredibly creative, and spends all of her free time painting, singing, or altering clothes. She's overly enthusiastic about these things, and loves them with all her heart. That's the thing about Tori- she either is indifferent towards something or loves it passionately. There are very few things which lie in between for her. She usually keeps up her cool, chilled exterior around those who she isn't that friendly with- but her friends know exactly how enthusiastic and loud she can be.
The one side that she doesn't show to anyone, barely even herself, is that of her pride. She wants to keep up her cool exterior, and will do so, even when she's really hurting. She barely even acknowledges when she's feeling down, and detests being pitied. She'll suppress all of her feelings, telling herself that she's fine, until she finally has an almost total meltdown.
β² Musicals
β² Indie music
β² Art galleries
β² Winning by playing fair
β² Sunrise
β² Painting
β² Unknown boutiques
β² Customising clothes
βΌ Rap music
βΌ Rain
βΌ Losing to a cheater
βΌ Being cheated out of something
βΌ Cheaters
βΌ Being seen as weak
βΌ Being underestimated
βΌ Her friends being hurt
|Happiest Memory|
When she was sixteen, she entered a competition to win a summer internship with a high-class fashion magazine back home in England. She was among the youngest to apply, and wasn't expecting to win any sort of prize. However, after months of work, which was submitted half an hour before the deadline, she won the internship. She got to spend her whole summer earning valuable experience, while living in her beloved homeland. She was afraid that it wouldn't be what she wanted- but she fitted in immediately and got along with everyone. She even did some modelling, and the fact that she got that internship has helped her in her college applications. Even the constant rain of London didn't diminish that experience.
|Saddest Memory|
A few weeks before leaving for the trip, she turned up to her boyfriend's house with brownies that she'd spent forever trying to get right. The door was open, so she went in, presuming that he'd be in the sitting room or somewhere. She found him in his bedroom- with another girl, in a position that could be only taken in one way. He called her when she got home, and she broke up with him over the phone. She spent the next few hours crying, and she was traumatised for days afterwards. Even though she knows that she can do better, she's still hurting over him.
|History|
Tori's family was undoubtedly upper-class. There was old money on both sides of the family, and both of her parents had rather influential jobs. Her father was a barrister, and her mother was a consultant at a private clinic just outside of London. Yet, somehow, they managed to juggle their schedules around looking after her, to the point where they only had a nanny for one day a week. Tori grew up healthy, happy, and loved. Her aptitude for the arts was immediately obvious, and from the age of four onwards, she attended singing lessons. The older she got, the more extracurriculars she seemed to get involved in. Her parents helped her with her homework as much as possible. The one thing they struggled to do was help her practice- but often, she was happier to do that herself.
She was twelve when her mother got a job offer in California- one that offered much better opportunities, more benefits, and more connections. So they left London and moved. Her mother adapted to the job instantly, connecting with all of her coworkers and instantly making friends. Her father was the same, his experience allowing him to become a partner in a firm almost immediately. For Tori, however, it wasn't so easy. Her name and accent marked her as an outsider, and she initially found it difficult to make friends. She hesitated about auditioning for a musical- but doing so was the best decision she ever made. It allowed her to make friends. Those friends encouraged her to join more and more clubs, and before long, she was back to her old self.
By the time she reached high school, she'd started customising her own clothes and had regained her old popularity. Her unique yet fashionable sense of style only gave her even more of an edge, especially as she reached the peak of puberty. It didn't take her long to reach the top tiers of popularity, and getting invitations to parties and dates to dances was suddenly easier than ever. Her first trip to Camp Liberty was when she was fourteen and was dragged along by a friend. She was expecting it to be hell- but discovered a second home in the camp.
When she was sixteen, she was intending on going to Camp Liberty as usual. However, when one of her friends sent her a link to a competition that one of the leading fashion magazines in England was running, those plans went out the window. As much as she loved camp, the opportunity of going back home and getting work experience in the field she wanted was far too good to miss. She spent months working on her outfit for the entry, making sure that every detail was perfect. In the end, her hard work paid off, and she won the competition. Her internship started off as doing little more than fetching coffee and pairing shoes- but by the end, she was being consulted on with regards to assembling outfits and even modelling for one shoot.
When she got home, she started dating one of the school's track stars. They were together for almost two years- and while they had their ups and downs, Tori thought that it was a generally good relationship. He bought her gorgeous presents for her birthday and Christmas, and she went to all of his meets. They knew that they weren't going to keep dating in college- she'd been accepted into a college for fashion design on the West Coast, and all of the scholarships he was being offered were for colleges on the East Coast. But they said that they'd stick together for as long as possible.
That turned out to be shorter than they thought. A few weeks before she was due to leave for camp, she walked in on him cheating on her. He'd thought that she was out of town for the day, but her plans had been cancelled, so she surprised him. She was heartbroken, and still is a little broken up over it. Still, she's hoping that camp will be a distraction.
Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore
The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.
Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning, I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free
The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on
My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On - with the show -
I'll top the bill, I'll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on...
|Other|
β£Dialogue Colour: #cc6699β£
β£Face Claim: Ashley Bensonβ£
β£Played By: iCatβ£
β£Dialogue Colour: #cc6699β£
β£Face Claim: Ashley Bensonβ£
β£Played By: iCatβ£
