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Sheridan Mae	Posted: Aug 4 2007, 07:01 PM QUOTE&
Newbie Group: Members Posts: 1 Member No.: 29 Joined: 4-August 07	Your Name: Toni. Age: 18. Experience: A few years. Other Characters: --- First Name: Sheridan. Last Name: Mae. Nickname(s): --- Age: 18. DOB: March 3rd. Gender: Female. Sexuality: Bisexual. Why are you at Winwood? Self-mutilation, Borderline Personality Disorder and Substance Abuse. Position: Camper. Specialty: --- Hair: Blonde. Eyes: Blue. Skin Tone: Pale. Celebrity Avatar: Evan Rachel Wood. Picture: Other: --- Likes: Being in love. Drugs Music Writing Smoking Cameras Rain Dislikes: Being alone Being bored Fizzy soda Parties Teddy bears TV Fears: Being alone forever. Being on medication for ever. Not falling in love, getting married or having children. Living. Dying. Flaws: Angry, draws people in close then pushed them away, obsesses over people, falls in love with anyone showing her a little attention, promiscuous sex, drugs, gets stressed easily. Personality: Sheridan is quick to fall in love. She falls hard and fast and is often angry for no particular reason and she releases this through self-harm and casual sex. She'll do anything to get her hands on drugs and will take anything offered to her, her main weakness being cocaine. She is easily irritated and stressed and tends to have random bouts of anger. She has low self esteem and no confidence to speak of, along with trouble making friends. During a particularly bad time, she prefers to spend time alone and rarely speaks in social situations, unless spoken to. Other times, she has no problem speaking first or talking to strangers. Her moods are very up and down. Anger, depressed, happy, apathetic all within the space of an hour is not uncommon. Hometown: Sheridan was born in London, England but her parents moved to California, America to seek better treatment. Parents: Alice Mae, 45 Benjamin Mae, 52 Siblings: Alex Mae, 24 [deceased] Luna Mae, 21 Evan Mae, 13 History: Born in London, England to extremely wealthy parents. She was sent to boarding school at age 11 and would come home for christmas and summer. She was never close to her mother or father but was extremely close to her 24 year old brother. She had been in therapy since she was 12 years old and her parents were seeing no improvement. Her brother was heavily into drugs, which Sheridan didnt know and, when she was 17, he eventually died of an overdose and she learnt what her brother was really like. Dropping out of school, she got involved with a bad group of people and experimented with drugs. Her parents were scared of losing another child and gave her the ultimatum of get off the drugs and back to school or attend a rehab center. Willing to do anything to avoid school, Sheridan chose the center. Sample Roleplay: From another board: The streets of New York were cold, dull and gray. Steam was rising from the streets with people milling about, places to go and people to see. I sat alone in the door of a store, a cardboard box beneath me, a moth eaten blanket, draped over my legs. It's almost eleven o'clock at night and the streets were still as busy as they were at eleven am. No one looks my way as they pass, like I'm not here. Invisible to the world. People would rather ignore someone elses problems than admit that they are there, making it their problem, too. "Can I sit here?" A deep, heavy American accent spoke to me. I looked up and saw a good looking but dirty man, maybe mid-twenties, in old clothes staring down at me. His nose was running in the cold and he didnt have a blanket. I shifted along the carboard box creating space for him and looked into his eyes, smiling. He needed no words and sat down, pulling half of the blanket right up to his eyes. "Ben." He said, not looking at me. I turned to face the side of his head, confused. "Excuse me?" I asked, trying hard to hide my North London accent. You can never be too sure how people will react when they learn you're not from around here. "My name," He said, turning to look at me, his big green eyes staring right at me. "It's Ben." A small smile was playing on his lips as he turned away again, pulling the blanket back up over his mouth and shivering in the cold New York air.
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