rizzo, celia

[Celia Rizzo]

celia isabella rizzo

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I've become so numb I can't feel you there
Become so tired so much more aware
I'm becoming this all I want to do
Is be more like me and be less like you[/center]

God help me, I don't see how I can live this way And I don't know why he's touching me;;

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(Behind The Character)
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Alias: Cassie
Age:17
How Long You've Been RPing?: 5-7 years
Where You Found Us: you replied to my site request on caution

Won't you shine in my direction and help me? Won't you lend me your protection and help me?;;

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(Main Information)
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Original Or Cannon?: Original
Full Name: Celia Isabella Rizzo
Nicknames (If Any): Lia, Bella
Gender: female
Age:Sixteen
Birthday: May 25th

Occupation: Works at Mulberry's as a waitress
Sexual Orientation: Straight

God help me, Believe me, this wasn't what I wanted But no, I can't leave, he's got me;;

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(Appearance Is The Key)
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Playby: Jeisa chiminazzo
Height: 5’6”
Weight:125lb
Appearance:
Celia has a dark complexation, but somehow it seems just right. Not too dark, but not too light as well. She has a natural olive kind of color, but when she wears make-up her make-up makes her skin...kind of glow, more beautiful then it is. She has a natural down-to-earth kind of beauty. Yes, she went through that stage of the pimples and everything else like a regular teenager, but with very expensive acne and pore cleansers it went away very quickly. She has healthy skin thanks to the daily showering, and lotions. She's one of those girlie girls who loves to wear make-up, but not to much just enough to make her look stunning.
Her eyes are a dark green color; they stand out against her hair, some people say they look cat’s eyes, hypnotizing. Her hair has had blue and pink highlights through it, when she was younger. It has been strawberry blond. Blond and dirty blond. But her hair is still as healthy as ever. She has loves to dye her hair; she thinks it what makes her. She loves to change the color, and add highlights to it to make it stand out. She loves her long hair, but now and again she'll cut it, spike it out or a little pixie. Maybe a sexy hair due, changing it never makes it boring and is fun.
Celia is a very thin, and has a toned body, but not fragile looking. She loves to keep active and in shape, if it's by running ten miles everyday or working out at a gym or by just playing some sports. But she loves to eat a lot of junk food, healthy food to but her weakness is junk food. Her favorite place to eat is McDonalds or Burger king. Then runs it off the next morning which is always fun, only time she gets to herself to think. She has her ears are pierced and a few scars. One on her right palm from when she was younger, and another small scar on neck closer to her left shoulder blade again from when she was younger. You could also see a Celtic cross along her right wrist/ arm but she keeps it covered most of the time.

Won't you shine in my direction and help me? Won't you lend me your protection and help me?;;

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(Personality, Down To The Dot)
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Personality:
Shy: Celia has always been shy around people even people she’s know for years. She blushes very easily which she hates, because her cheeks get very red, she could blush at anything. But mostly if some guy says something sweet to her or she’s complemented or stuff like that. She doesn’t talk much around people she doesn’t know; she’s one of those people. Who sit in a room full of people listening to what they say but not really saying anything herself.

Innocent: Celia is very innocent and even a little Naïve, she’s a virgin yes. She thinks it’s better to wait for marriage. Because it her mind that’s more special then giving your virginity to someone you won’t be with for the rest of your life. She’s never even made out with a boy before, just little kisses you could call them Pecks.

Friendly: Celia is very friendly to everyone she meets unless you’re not friendly to her. And still she try’s to be the better person and be friendly. She’s someone you’d see paying for someone else’s items at the register in giant eagle because they didn’t have enough money.

Trusting And Gullible: Celia is easily trusting, all you have to do is be nice to her say a few nice words. And she’ll believe you, she’s very gullible. She would believe someone if they said they were the king of England…ok well maybe she wouldn’t but you get my point. Ever since she was little she had been trusting and gullible, she thinks one of the reasons is her real parents. Because she used to trust them with her life, because that’s what children do they trust their parents even if they are scum.

Stubborn: Celia is very stubborn, when she has her mind set its hard to change it no matter who it is. Though more then likely someone who’s close to her can change her mind but even then it’s hard. Celia isn’t one to give up on something once she started it, good or mad.
Likes:
+Drawing/sketching, painting…anything to do with art really
+Boys, celia likes all kinds…but she secretly likes bad boys.
+dancing
+Music
+Horses
+Ice skating
+Italy
+Italian food
+Older brother Troy
+the rain
+Movies
+shopping
+School
+Her family
+nail polish
+coca cola
+any kind of card game
+teddy bears (little girl in here)
Dislikes:
+Alcohol, drunks ect…
+Cigarette smoke
+her real Father
+violence
+Animal cruelty
+living in the small town
+knives
+the dark
+abuse, cause it reminds her of her real father
+fire
+preppy girls
+loosing her new family
Hopes/Dreams/Goals:
+To move back to Italy
+not have nightmares anymore
+To become a forensic Artist
Fears:
+her Biological Father
+William getting hurt in the line of duty
+the killer
+not graduating in time
Strengths:
+being a good artist
+hiding her feelings from others
+photographic memory
Weaknesses:
+Her Past
+cute guys
+English, she knows it but sometimes she struggles with the words.
+still having nightmares
+trusting people too easily

Am I guilty or am I just waiting around, For the tide to come in so the truth can come out;;

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(History Of Your Life)
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Parents:
Isabella Rizzo (Biolgical mother, where bouts unknown)
Salvino Rizzo (Biolgical father, where bouts unknown)
William Siders (adoptive father)
Katie Siders (adoptive mother)
Siblings: Troy Siders (adoptive brother)
Pets:
History:
Isabella and Salvino Rizzo never expected a kid or even wanted one, even after Celia was born. But they found out Isabella was pregnant with twins. On the morning of May 25th Kendra was born, Celia’s twin sister died at birth and Celia lived, sometimes she thinks her sister was the lucky one. Celia was born first though so if her sister would have lived she would have been younger by ten minutes.
They brought Celia home and treated her fine while she was a baby, but when she got a little older is when they stopped caring and started hating. The family was hardly perfect; it was Celia’s personal hell. Her parents abused her and used her as their slave. There were times when they would go without food, even with her father bringing in money. Her mother would stay out all hours of the day getting drunk and spending all the money. Holidays were always hell, her father and mother would spend them alone, and often ignored her.
One time when Celia was real little about 7 years old, her father came home drunk. And he's one of those drunks that are mean and cruel, he came home and started yelling. Screaming at her mother, throwing things around the room. He threw a beer bottle that nearly hit Celia in the head. When she went to clean it up she cut herself, along the palm. She had to go to the hospital and have stitches, the scar never went away.
When she was 10 years old, her father got arrested for selling drugs. Child services came and took her away from her *parents* and put her in foster home. Celia went through tons of interviews that turned out to be a waist of time; it seemed no one wanted a damaged child. They were afraid she might behave badly coming from an abusive home...or she might act out as a teenager which hello was a normal teenager thing to do. Celia’s favorite memory in the foster home other then being adopted.
Was when she was eleven years old the lady's in charge took everyone to the zoo. Celia never had been to the zoo before because her parents thought it was a waist of time. So she was extremely happy to go, seeing all the different animals were fun. She even got to feed the elephants which happened to be her favorite animal. The lady in charge even bought Celia a stuffed elephant which she still sleeps with at night.
Two years later she met her adopted parents, Katie and William. They were extremely nice to her at the interview despite Celia’s shyness and quite nature. She hardly said anything to them, afraid they'd just find a reason to not like her as well. Though Celia was surprised when they returned the next day to take her home with them, she was happy really happy that she finally found a place where she belonged. They already had a son who was four years older then her. At first Troy was distant and would hardly speak to her.
But one day when the family was out camping, Celia had been playing by the river when she fell in. No one had seen her or heard her until she started yelling for help. She was going down stream when Troy jumped in and grabbed her, he swam with her all the way back to shore. Ever since then he's been the protective older brother, the one Celia always wanted. They were like best friends joined at the hip when they were younger, always told each other everything even when Celia got a tattoo. Which Troy was not very happy about, she had to hear him talk for two hours about how wrong that was, that she didn't need to put art on her body.
When Celia turned 15 her parents decided to moved, while Troy stayed in Italy due to College, he was studying criminal law which made William extremely happy. William just got a job with the police department and her Mother stayed at home. Sometimes William took her to the office and lets her hang around, she watched some Forensic Sketch Artist once, doing a sketch of a bank robber suspect. She knew from that moment she wanted to be a forensic sketch artist. But before Celia could become a forensic sketch artist, she had to complete her high school years.
Other Notes: she has an Italian accent.

If I had a dollar for every time I repented the sin and commit the same crime ;;

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(Sample Roleplay/Rules Words)
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Rules Word: cheesy cartoon
Sample RP:
Kira’s eyes never left the book as she sketched the couple, the only time would be to look up at them. Her hand flew over the paper sketching every little detail, it was a wonderful sketch. Most of Kira’s work was wonderful even if she didn’t think so…she thought they were good, maybe some even great but not the best. There were a thousand of other people who could properly sketch better then her, but she did it anyways. She liked art, and painting or drawing calmed her sometimes. It was one of her passions which is why she chose forensic artist as her job, that and she liked helping people. Kira lowered her eyes to the paper again, only stopping to take a small sip from her coffee; it was really good even if she couldn’t pronounce the name. Setting the cup down she returned to her work, the couple was whispering over their cups. It was a very cute scene, even better on paper perhaps she’d call this sketch….Café Vittoria couple. Even the name of the café sounded romantic, she could grow to like this place very quickly.

Kira was almost finished with the drawing when she heard a waitress close by talking to someone about sitting at another table but Kira didn’t pay much attention, it didn’t concern her…or so she thought. That was until some man sat down across from her, she heard him order a drink in a deep Italian accent. Kira’s heart skipped a little, she was a sucker for Italian men…well anything Italian really. But the accent was one of her…turn ones you could say. She loved them, there were very sexy in her mind. Though Kira didn’t take her eyes off her work not even to look at the couple. Maybe if she ignored the guy he’d go away…why was he even sitting at her table? There were tons of other tables he could have sat at, or was this his original table? Had she sat down at his table…and even if she did she still wasn’t moving, he’d just have to go sit somewhere else.

Kira was aware of him looking at her but she still didn’t look up, the only reaction she gave was drawing faster. Her hand tightened on the pencil, though she was curious as to what he looked like…but she wasn’t going to look. She’d just ignore him then he’d leave...and if he didn’t then….she would go sit at another table even if she liked this one. Kira saw the waitress again from the corner of her eye, and heard the man thank her. Kira knew a few words in Italian but nothing big, she could understand "Grazie" as thank you. Kira frowned as she smelled tobacco smoke but didn’t say anything; she thought she saw a sign that said smoking wasn’t allowed…so why was this man smoking?

Kira sighed softly under her breath and lifted her eyes slowly to look at the man, and again her heart leaped. The man was very, very handsome, his eyes were hazel….he had a great body from what she could tell, his hair black and styled in a messy kind of way. Kira found it hard to look away from him she just wanted to keep looking, but when he looked at her she quickly lowered her eyes, dropping her pencil in surprise. She could feel the heat rushing up to her face and knew she was blushing, he properly was thinking she was some idiot…she must have looked like an idiot starring at him like that. Kira licked her bottom lip and dared another look; he was smirking and looking away. Great…Kira took a deep breath and tried to think of something to say.

She shifted her eyes past the man to where the couple was sitting, but they were gone. Ok…Kira it’s not that hard to speak, just open your mouth and say something. She thought to herself, taking another deep breath Kira looked back at the man. “E-excuse me…” She said softly “B-but can I help you with something” Kira mentally moaned in her head and frowned, she sounded stupid, its not like she’d never talked to a handsome man before. “Do you usually sit where ever you like?” She asked in a deep Texan accent. Starring at him, she wished he’d respond. She wanted to hear his accent again, and see those hazel eyes. He had a very interesting face, she would have liked to draw it but she made no move to pick her pencil back up.

Kira Slowly lifted her cup up and took a sip, trying not to breathe the man’s smoke in. This was a little hard considering he was sitting across from her, Kira lowered her eyes and bit her bottom lip. Which she did when she was thinking, which was one of her habits ever since she was a little girl. “You’re not supposed to smoke in here; did you not see the sign?” She asked softly, politely too. “Or…do you just not care about others around you?”

“I'd be sitting on top of the world today;

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I'd be sitting on top of the world today;”

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