SUMMER, ash

[ash summer]

quick facts;;

full name; Ash Summer
nicknames; Ay, Summer, Ashi
portrayed by (pb); Audrey Kitching
age; 19
birthday; 19 November
neighborhood/dorm; Crystal Cove
year; 1st
major; Music & Fashion Design (sub)
sexual orientation; Bi

inner details;;

appearance; Ash is certainly very...striking. At five foot nine, she's very tall for her age and gender, often reaching six foot in the amazing shoes she insists on wearing. She's slender and pale, with very dramatic features. Her eyes are dark and mysterious, her eyebrows arched. But hey, if you walk past this girl, you aren't looking at her eyes or her eyebrows. Who are you trying to kid? You're looking at her hair, right? Okay, it's pink. She's had it like that for a few years, and she rather likes it. It falls to just above her slim waist, in layers of neon and black. Moving on, there's the rest of her body. Ash isn't anorexic in any way, she eats healthily and all that jazz, but she's dress size two or four (US). She just happens to be naturally very skinny, with an attractive figure. But she's isn't size zero, with bones sticking out of her, she still looks good. Ash has a noticable piercing through her nose, along with one in each ear. She has a barcode tattoo on her lower back and a cross on her inside left wrist. This girl doesn't really believe in natural beauty, hmm?

personality; Ash Summer isn't exactly easy to get on with. She doesn't believe in lies, even the good kind. If someone asks her what she thinks on something, the answer is likely to be short and honest. Some people love her for her matter-of-fact persona, but it usually causes problems. And believe me, you don't want arguement with this girl. Ash loves to argue, and she usually wins somehow. She can be incredibly shouty, dramatic and blunt, cursing like a teenage sailor. She'll throw stuff, scfream insults and ignore common sense completely.

However, I don't want to give the wrong impression. Ash certainly isn't a horrible person, she just doesn't stand for rubbish from people. Ash also has other factors to her complex personality. Ash loves to party. Although this isn't a neccesarily endeering quality, it sure makes her fun to be around. She goes a bit wild to be honest. She isn't vain, but she isn't unaware that she's in good shape, with strong features and (some) good qualities. She tends to become flirtatious easily, although she oftens leaves before anything can ever have the chance to get serious. Commitment (although she woudl never admit it) scares her.

Ash is also very musical. She sings beautiful, the kind of voice that could stop a thousand people and just make them shut up and listen. She also writes songs and plays almost every instrunment you can think of. She lives for music, and it's really a very big part of her. Ash also loves ot be around her friends, and is extremely loyal. For all her faults, Ash is a good friend and only wants other people to be happy. Well, kind of...

interests; Ash has always been very into music. She loves all types, anything from heavy metal to Justin timberlake. She will refuse to listen to rap, RnB or country, but anything else is awesome. She sings, writes lyrics and plays the drums, the piano, the guitar and a few other random instrunments. This girl adores everything about music, often spending a few hours in her room with justa guitar and a piece of lined paper.


the background;;

history;Ash Summer was born to Oliva James Summer and Jacob Valentine Summer on May the 29th. She was a beautiful baby, with a loving family and a bright future.It's Camden town, London, England. The baby is named Ash. Not Ashley, Ashleigh, Ashling or anything else you can think of; just Ash. She grew up up in Camden town, happy and healthy. Then came September 11th, 2001. Young Ash was out at school. She was coming home at four in the evening, ready to tell her parents about a band she wanted to start. She got home to an empty house, finding the key beneath the doormat. She went in and waited until five.

Finally, at five minutes past five, Ash went out to her neighbours' house. They knew nothing. Finally, she dialled nine-one-one and got through to teh police, reporting her parents as missing. She told the force they had not contacted her, and should have been home three hours ago. No texts, no notes. Finally, she told him their names, when he went silent. Two names. The same two names that had been reported as dead. Car crashes can be fatal, and they can leave ten year old girls alone, orphaned in an instant. One moment, Ash was thinking about her band, the next, she was in care. She moved from home to home, nobody being able to cope with her rebellious attitude the way her parents could. Finally, she moved her, accepted on a musical scholarship. She's happy, but some memories never fade. That of the 11th never will.


family;Mother : Oliva James Summer : Dead
Father : Jacob Valentine Summer : Dead
Grandpa : Richard Summer : Dead
Grandma : Edwina Louise Summer : Alive : 87
Grandpa : Robert Edward Hunter : Alive : 84
Grandma : Fiona Jessica Hunter : Dead
No known other relatives



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the roleplayer;

we may call you: Alice
activity (1-10): 8
rp sample: Silence was effortless now, as the sky began to break, and sun flooded through the billowing clouds. The vast stretches of golden sand were almost alone in their silence, except for the trail of footprints leading to a piece of hollow driftwood. And a figure. She sat their, as silent as the sky, the wind and the lapping tides, just sitting. She sat, looking out to the sea through large black sunglasses, transfixed. But now, it seemed the spell of this beach had broken, and the girl stood. Her slender frame was pale, covered in a short, ripped black skirt and an iron maiden tee. She moved across the sand, barefoot, her new rocks left by a cafe a few hundred meters inland. It was strange to see someone as confident as Ash Summer all alone, but new places tend to do this to people, even the most confident ones. Ash had only moved her a few days ago, and she missed the buzz of her old life, however hard it had been; and she knew that moping about on deserted beaches was no way to make friends. However, the sun was making a belated entrance, and the clouds were clearing, and soon, she imagined, the beach would welcome new life to comfort her. So she straightened down her outfit, ran a hand through her hair and sighed softly, before throwing her bag over one shoulder, and resting the sunglasses on her head, every color snapping into focus. Next, she stepped over to the driftwood, and began to walk towards the shore, expecting some form of company, somehow.

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