Post by Morgan Callaya on Apr 8, 2008 20:00:14 GMT
Who I am
Essentials:
Name: Morgan Cayalla
Birthday: December
Age: 23
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Straight
My Story and Family:
History: Basically - I was probably born with the proverbial silver spoon. My Mother is a financial advisor for a top American bank, and my father owns a retail chain. Yup, see?
I went to a very good school, and excelled in music and drama. Sadly, well, to the disappointment to my parents, I didn't do well with the'traditional, normal' subjects, like Maths and English. But I didn't care, I just wanted to be creative.
School was fun - I had some great friends, some great memories.
Anyway, I then left school, went to a top Acting and Music school, and then became an all-singing, all-dancing performer.
Then I got here...
How you arrived on the island: I had just got a call from my agent about a show in South America, which would tour all around South America, then on to the United states, then over to the UK. I got on the plane, excited about this new adventure, when....well, I'm not sure exactly what happened....I just ended up here...
Family Members:My Mom and Dad, who both live in New York. They're my only real family, although I have a grandma in Ohio somewhere...not seen her for a while though. My friends are more my family
A bit more about me:
Picture:
Celebrity: Anette Olzon Blyckert
Physical Description: Black, long hair, grey eyes with a pale complexion. She is quite short, but has a domineering, confident stance.
Personality: Morgan is a confident performer, and she is not afraid to speak her mind. However, she is a caring person, who tries to listen to people closely and she likes to help people with advice and guidance.
Interests: Dancing, drama, music, singing and Hersheys chocolate
Dislikes: Silence, nerves, stage-fright, insects
Fears: The dark, and again, silence
Sample of your RP style:
Claudia shuffled uncomfortably, pulling and moving the sheer dress she wore.
"Claudia, stop figiting! You look nothing like a lady!" her mother scolded her, and Claudia frowed.
Her Mother had organised a banquet - the most lavish she had ever attempted, and she was wound-up like a spin top. Everyone of rank, or money, was invited. Although Claudia knew that the servants would invite some of their peasant friends to the kitchen to get drunk as the party progressed.
"Mother, how many people have you invited exactly?" Claudia questioned, as her sister walked into the room, as beautifully dressed and made-up as ever. That put Claudia in a better mood.
Part of the reason her mother had organised this banquet for both Claudia and her sister to meet a husband. Claudia very much doubted anyone would choose her over her sister anyway - in comparison, Claudia was definately the ugly duckling!
"I have invited everyone of importance - especially the soldiers." her Mother replied, arching an eyebrow at Claudia.
