Post by ✘ pamela beesely on Apr 9, 2012 0:20:49 GMT -5
PAMELA MORGANNE BEESELY
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»»Full Name: Pamela Morganne Beesly
»»Nicknames: Pam
»»Age: Twenty-Three
»»Birthday: August 8th
»»Gender: Female
»»Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
»»Faction: Coordinators
»»Eye Color: Green
»»Hair Color: Blonde
»»Height: 5'6
»»Weight: 140
»»Face Claim:
[b]Axis Powers: Hetalia[/b] -- [i]Belgium[/i]»»Overall Appearance:
Pamela appears to be tall and willowy, but it is just an illusion from her true petite stature. Heels and good posture always tend to add at least 5 inches to her 5’4 frame. She is fairly graceful and always manages to leave an impression on people, whether it is good or bad. This is all intentional. She is all about the attention. Her signature item of clothing would be the ribbon that is ever present in her cropped honey locks. She has every shade from azure to zaffre and is never seen without one that compliments her outfit for the day (or hour). As mentioned before she keeps her hair chopped just at shoulder length, sometimes just a bit shorter in the summer months, because although she is a bit vain her hair is not her pride and joy like some women - her Pokemon are. There is always a fire burning in those pretty green eyes of hers, and if someone were to be looking close enough they would likely see the sparks flying.
She likes to wear everything from silk and heels to khaki and combat boots and always manages to look fierce, fabulous, and f--king perfect in just about anything. It’s all about the attitude and your mindset in her opinion. That is how she thinks when training her Pokemon for contests. If they own what they have got the judges will see it and they will love it. Her grandmother brought her up to think this way, and she is the reason Pam is so meticulous about every minor detail to this day.
One thing she is self-conscious about, however, would be her poor vision. She is supposed to wear prescription eyeglasses but only does so when she thinks it would look cute with a certain outfit or if she is s by herself or with her fiance at home. They’re not an everyday out in public sort of accessory in her opinion and she thinks they make her look like a dork.
»»Likes:
STYLISH
As mentioned in her appearance the girl has got style! Give her a paper sack and she’d be able to walk down the street for a day wearing it. The next day EVERYONE would be wearing paper sacks. She makes all of her own clothing but only a scrutinizing eye would be able to tell it was homemade, and then if they pointed it out she’d turn it around for her benefit and brag about how she’s going to launch her own clothing line for people and Pokemon alike someday. She loves to make and wear dresses the most, because it’s so much easier to manufacture a big flap of fabric with a petticoat underneath than to attempt stitching together denim or khaki into a decent looking pair of pants. Besides, she likes the breeze.
FLIRTATIOUS
Pam is a natural flirt, since she was brought up being taught that being a demure little tease would get you what you want. She strayed from the “bat your lashes but hide your ankles” technique somewhere along the way though, and now has to keep from throwing herself at men because of the old soon-to-be ball and chain. However, her feminine charm still seems to work on him like it has since the day they met so it will come in handy when she needs a new bolt of fabric or money to travel for a contest or even just a pleasure tour around the region. He doesn't seem to mind.
CUNNING
If this girl can do anything, it's plan and plot to get her way. She'll go through every trick in the proverbial book - and is working on writing one herself - to make sure that her Pokemon are as ready as she can get them in the time she has for Contests. She also managed to find her catch of a fiance by going by every rule her mother and grandmother ever taught her about being a prim and proper young lady. Things aren't accomplished unless you set your goals and do everything you think is necessary to achieve them. Screw George & Lenny the best laid plans of this woman always work out.
KIND
Despite her “better than you bitch!” outer shell there’s a warm and nougatty soft center within that is still that little girl being brought down by her grandma telling her to do better and be better. The part of her that hasn’t been completely broken and still likes to take walks barefoot in grass soaked after a summer rain, wiggling her toes in the mud and taking the time to do this for herself so she doesn’t completely shatter under the pressure she puts herself under. She’ll never tell but this is one of the main reasons she spends so much money at day spas on mud baths just to get that feeling whenever she wants. It’s soothing and takes her back to the time before her mother checked out mentally and her father’s mother moved in and brought with her “the book” that ruled Pam’s life til the day she left home to strike out on her own. The teachings were still ingrained in her though, so she couldn’t escape them.
»»Family: She was raised by both her mother and her father, with her grandmother serving as the severe matriarch of the household.
♥ Her mother is Patrice (Day) Beesely
♥ Her father is Maurice Beesely
♥ Her grandmother is Martha Beesely
»»Other Important People:
♥ Her fiance (NO NAME YET -- PLOT REQUEST SOON!)
»»History:
The Sneak Preview
Born in the summertime, her parents often joked that the sunshine had stained her hair such a pretty color of blonde since they both had hair dark as ash and soot. Those were the happier times, when all was right with the world. Pam’s mother was still herself and was absolutely head over heels in love with her husband. They were two young lovers living in the dream home his job as a doctor had bought for them - as well as old family money from his trust fund. The watchful eye of Pam’s grandmother was ever present but still from afar since she was able to live on her own in the earlier years of Pam’s life.
It was after her mother lost her marbles from a mental disease she’d struggled with her entire life that Grandma Beesely moved in to take care of Pam while her father continued to work and try to act like nothing had gone wrong. Her mother was essentially comatose, unresponsive to their questions. The depression she sometimes suffered from at the drop of a hat had gotten worse and this time had left her lying motionless in bed all day every day, staring with empty blue eyes at the canopy of the four poster that Pam’s father no longer shared with her. Pam’s grandmother told her it was her fault that her mother suffered so, because of how much of a disappointment she had turned out to be so far.
The Main Event
The only cure for her mother would be for her to commit to the studies in etiquette and femininity that she would be spoon-fed and brainwashed with. To make her parents proud and bring her mother out of the dark scary cavern of the mind she had fallen into, she had to be a proper young lady and marry a proper young man and have proper young kids. Grandma Beesely was obviously a bit “touched” in the head herself - but miraculously it actually worked. Some may say coincidence, but Pammy is a superstitious sort and saw it as a sign that she was doing the right thing. The only thing she ever did after that event that might be straying just a bit was making a career for herself as a coordinator. Grandma thought ladies shouldn’t have any sort of job, even if that job was as a glorified beauty pageant nutcase.
But it was through this job that she met her now future-husband, (NAME). He had come to a contest she had participated in when she was just getting started in something bigger than local matches between friends. Yes, this was the big leagues to her. He was there doing some scouting for potential Team Pergure members and spotted her from across the room - it was love at first sight, he told her later after he’d gotten up the nerve to ask her out for a drink after the contest had ended and she’d lost terribly. The desperate romantic in her fell for him immediately and that night when she got home she went to her mother’s room to tell her about what had happened. Her grandmother overheard and told her father to arrange a meeting with the boy straight away to make the match. She was insanely old fashioned to the point that not only Pam, but her parents thought she would be screwing up the girl’s only chance at happiness if this arcane practice took place. But of course her father broke down and did it anyway because nobody says no to Grandma B.
The Big Finale
Surprisingly (NAME) gladly agreed to the meeting, telling her father that he wanted to court his daughter the right way. He didn’t want to get off to a bad start with the girl he hoped someday to call his wife, or the family he wanted to be his in-laws. That alone made him a shining prospect to her guardians and after they found out he was an important executive for Team Pergure they didn’t think they could hold off much longer. Her grandma was all but salivating and chomping at the bit when he came around, anxious for a proposal after all the time and work she had invested into her granddaughter’s training.
After about 6 months of supervised dates they finally loosened up and let them go about things the way they wanted to. It was only a month after that that (NAME) proposed to her in the middle of a contest - a Chansey had walked onto the stage at the end of Pam’s Wurmple’s performance and presented her with its egg. She thought it was strange but went ahead and cracked it like the note written on it said to and found that it was a fake and inside was a slightly smaller egg. She kept going, everyone in the room cracking up at the nesting doll-esque egg mystery. She didn’t know they had all been in on it. Finally she got to the tiniest egg that didn’t just come apart but opened on a hinge like a jewelry box to reveal a plush satin center with the most beautiful diamond ring she had ever seen nestled inside of it. Just as she was taking it out of the soft folds (NAME) walked up behind her and knelt, grabbing her hand and turning her around to look down and see him, “Waddya say, Pama-allam-ding-dong?” he teased her, smiling brightly.
She broke down crying and watched as he put the ring on her finger, muttering “I’ll take that as a yes.” before carting her off the stage and back to her apartment where her family was waiting to celebrate. Now they’re planning their wedding - and knowing Pamela it’s gonna be insanely expensive and incredibly elaborate. She’s still living on her own in the city and doing contests, hoping more and more every day that she will get a happy ending, that her mother’s condition wasn’t passed to her, and that he will let her continue doing what she loves.
»»Alias: Panther
»»How you found us: Browsing ads on another site.
»»RP experience: 9 years
»»Your expected level of activity: As often as possible!
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