Post by Connie Shae Finley on Jul 2, 2009 16:05:11 GMT
Connie Shae Finley
[/size][/center]one minute it's love,
the next it's like a battlefield
the next it's like a battlefield
`I THINK WE HAVE AN EMERGENCY
so are you listening?
NICKNAMES finley, finnie, ginger
SEX female
D.O.B march 10th
AGE 19
HEIGHT 5'8
ETHNICITY 100% Irish.
SEXUALITY Straight, though she's afraid of men. So, at the moment, not interested.
ILLNESS(S)/ REASON FOR BEING HERE
To put it shortly, Connie is here for shooting her stepfather. (In the leg, he didn't die)
Heterophobia (fear of the opposite sex)
Paranoia
PLAYED BY Nataliya Piro
CLIQUE Violent Tendancies
SUB CLIQUE Loner.
DESCRPTION
Connie is certainly a pretty lady, though she always hated a lot about her appearance. The first thing people notice is her natural, vibrant ginger-red hair, which isn't wavy, but it definitely has some volume to it. It's very thick, and is usually either tied up in a bun or left hanging about halfway down her back. Along with her red hair, Connie was blessed with freckles. Lots of them, everywhere. The light brown specs cover her face, shoulders, arms, chest, legs, literally, everywhere. This part of her appearance she's always seemed to hate the most. Luckily, her skin is fair, and in pretty good condition, so she never had to bother with cover-up or anything. Her eyes are blue, which she inherited from her mother's side of the family, rather than her father's green ones. Again, she doesn't usually wear makeup or anything, as she doesn't feel the need to try and impress anyone. Her eyes are blue enough that they stand out enough by themselves. She has small, delicate features, though she always thought her nose was big and her lips were "stupid".
The next thing about Connie, which seems to set her apart from a lot of teenage girls, is her height. She stands at 5'8 when she wears flat shoes, most of this height coming from her very long legs. She has a small frame, and is fairly skinny, giving her sort of an awkward, lanky appearance. She never had an eating disorder or anything. In fact, she eats plenty. She was just blessed with a tall frame (from her father) and a high metabolism (from her mother). Connie is usually seen wearing skinny jeans, since they're pretty flattering on her legs, tennis shoes, and a t-shirt, and most likely a hoodie. More than likely, she'll have a pencil or a pen stuck in her hair somewhere just in case.
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`AND I CANT PRETEND I DONT SEE THIS
it's really not your fault
when no one cares to talk about it
when no one cares to talk about it
writing
poetry
reading
drawing
irish music (it always seems to relax her)
being alone
pencils
sleeping, or at least laying in bed
nighttime
sitting alone on a rooftop at night
going outside in the rain
finding secret passageways
CONNIE DISLIKES
men (not that she dislikes them, she's more just afraid)
parties
too many people in one spot
anything really loud
people not leaving her alone
anyone who she feels is a threat
hurting people (though if you give her reason to...)
being followed
meeting new people
talking
not a big fan of people in general, come to think of it.
HOBBIES
writing poetry (a lot of it. on paper, on the walls, on the furniture, on herself, in different scripts, wherever)
listening to music, loudly, to drown out all other sounds
sitting by herself and looking out a window
wandering
finding small places and hiding in them
carving on trees (designs, words, etc.)
tattoos (she does them herself)
MOM Rory, 52, nurse
DAD Henry, 55, high school history teacher
STEP DAD Jon, 53, MD
SIBLINGS Stepbrother, Ian, 23, studentOTHER FAMILY MEMBERS Nope.
OVERALL PERSONALITY[/b]
This Irish girl's a tough one to describe, as she mostly keeps to herself. She wasn't always like this, of course. In her early and mid teenage years, Connie Shae Finley was the life of the party. She was funny and friendly, and had a bunch of friends, but unfortunately, now she's almost the complete opposite. However, if you happen to catch a glimpse of her, the first thing that you'll notice is that she's always by herself, unless there's someone following her that she doesn't notice. Connie prefers it that way, without the company of others. She's a pretty cynical person, and doesn't have a very good view of humanity. If someone were to come over and start talking to her, she'd most likely ignore them, walk away, or just kind of glare at them. She speaks so little that some people have mistaken her for being mute. It's not that she can't talk or is afraid to, she just doesn't feel the need to.
Alright, so some may describe Miss Connie as just being a bitch, but that's really not the case. Sure, she doesn't like people, and she doesn't have any friends even though she's been at the institution for almost a year. Really, it's rare that people even see her around this place, as she's usually outside somewhere, climbing a tree and carving something into it, or finding a small space that no one knows about and climbing into it with a notebook and a pen. In the cafeteria, she sits by herself. If someone tries to sit by her, she'll most likely get up and find another empty table. She does her best to give off the vibe that she isn't a girl you should mess with, that way, she figures, most people will leave her alone. The counselors have had an especially tricky time with this one, as she refuses to talk. She'll show up for sessions, but won't say a word. She'll sit there, arms and legs crossed, starring her counselor down until they dismiss her.
Most of Connie's personality, is kept inside her head. Her philosophical side, and the side of her that actually wants to be a normal teenager. That is all kept buried away in her mind. If you happen to catch her outside at night, usually sitting on a rooftop somewhere, then you'll catch her in her philosophical stage, though again, she probably won't talk to you. She may not leave, or try to make you leave like she normally might, but that doesn't mean she's going to introduce herself and try to make a friend. Connie doesn't feel she needs friends. Though, if you were to read her poetry, you'd probably disagree. As much as Connie secludes herself, she's an extremely lonely person. She longs for companionship, in any form, but simply can't push herself to break out of her shell. Needless to say, she's a very complicated girl, and it's very hard to understand her, especially when she won't explain it. The one way that she can communicate is through poetry. If she really needs to tell you something, she'll write it. It may take a bit of thinking to understand what she means, but she'll write it down, hand it to you, and most likely run off.
Though another reason, though much more significant, as to why Connie won't speak is that she absolutely hates her Irish accent. If she does speak, (don't get your hopes up) she'll do her best to cover it up by talking very slowly and robotic-like, though if you listen carefully, you might catch a glimpse of an Irish lilt to her speaking voice.
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`IF YOU THINK I'D LEAVE THEN YOU WERE WRONG
cause i wont stop holding on
Starting from the beginning. Connie's parents, Rory and Henry were married after college, while Rory was still attending medical school for nursing. Their relationship was always on the rocks, but having their first child, a girl, whom they named Connie, brought them slightly closer together. The young family grew up in the heart of Ireland, Dublin city. Connie was a lively young girl, and was always talking to the adults, carrying on a conversation like she was 40 instead of 4. She was always creative, and loved finger painting and other crafts, as most children her age did. She did well in school, and wasn't shy to making new friends, or about talking to her teachers. Connie was always gifted in writing, be it essays, or in highschool, creative writing. Her poetry was always, to put it simply, unreal. She planned from the time that she was a freshman to go to college for creative writing.
Unfortunately, things took a wrong turn in her early teenage years. When Connie was 14, and just starting her freshman year in highschool, her parents relationship had finally hit its expiration date, and they filed for a divorce. Connie was upset, but she tried not to let her emotions show too much. Instead, she showed her feelings through her poetry, which she wrote everywhere. It was at this point where Connie discovered the joy of tattooing herself with needles and ink that she ordered off the internet. She would inscribe her poetic lines, written sometimes in different scripts with designs around them. Though, along with her parents' divorce, came her mother's remarriage to a man named Jon, whom Rory had secretly been seeing for quite some time. Connie was disgusted at her mother for cheating for so long, and instantly resented Jon. Along with Jon, came Ian, his son, and now, Connie's step brother, who was a few years older, and equally as disgusted with his father's behavior for getting involved with a married woman.
However, Ian seemed to instantly become Connie's best friend. They bonded through equal disgust of their parents, and their mutual taste for poetry. Though Ian wasn't the writer that Connie was, he enjoyed reading it. Though some may find it to be wrong, it wasn't too long before the two began to fall for each other. Even though their parents were "married", the two never thought of each other as brother and sister. They weren't related by blood, so they didn't see a problem with it. Besides, their parents relationship with each other was wrong to begin with, since Rory was married when it began, and it seemed as soon as the divorce was over, the two married each other. Of course, Ian and Connie had to keep their relationship a secret from their parents. No one else really seemed to judge them, they just thought the two were very close. How close they actually were, was the real secret. Connie never felt ashamed of her feelings or to admitting to them, especially when Ian admitted his feelings right back to her. The two loved each other, and if love is real, then what was the matter with that? Even if Connie's mother was married to Ian's father.
However, it had to end eventually. Rory walked in the door from work one day, to find her daughter and her step-son in an embrace, slowly leaning in to kiss each other. Rory was obviously disgusted and disturbed by this, and failed to even attempt to listen to what the teenagers had to say. As soon as Jon came home 30 minutes later, Rory exploded and told Jon what she had seen. Jon was a little disturbed as well, but at least tried to understand them, and gave them a chance to explain themselves. Ian and Connie, however, felt there was nothing to explain. They were in love, and that was that. Just because Jon and Rory were married first didn't mean that they had dibs on the relationship. Jon understood, kind of. He still found it kind of wrong because the two were step-siblings, but he understood their reasoning, and tried to accept the two as a couple. Rory, however, wasn't so accepting. She was furious at her daughter, and the two fought constantly. Rory, arguing that he was technically her brother, and Connie bringing up the fact that her mother had cheated on her father and essentially ruined her family.
Their parents' discovery of the relationship obviously put strain on it. The two remained together and in love, but it was difficult for them to deal with Rory's verbal lashings at them. It wasn't long before everyone who knew of the family knew of Ian and Connie's relationship. Some found it sweet, and saw nothing wrong with it, others just found it wrong, that step-siblings should be with each other. Connie, though she didn't realize she was doing it, began to distance herself from Ian. As much as it killed her, she began to become more and more introverted. The other kids at school teased her relentlessly, especially the boys. They would ask her out as a joke, and say things like, "Nope, she can't. She's too busy fucking her brother." These things killed Connie inside, and she began to close off more and more, even to Ian.
One day, the boys who had been torturing Connie at school took it too far. One boy (whom later admitted to just really liking Connie) and a group of his friends cornered Connie while she was walking home from school. As soon as she was surrounded, Connie began to panic. She didn't know what they wanted, but she was sure that it wasn't anything that was going to turn out well. The leader of the pack began to close in on her, trapping her into a corner, and the others enclosed, not allowing any room for escape. Connie began to panic more. Not thinking, she kneed the first boy in the crotch and ran. Some of the boys went to see if he was alright, and the others grabbed Connie and prevented her from running away. At this point, Connie was more afraid than she'd ever been. She kicked and screamed, but she couldn't get away. After struggling for a while, and throwing some punches in the mean time, the police came, having heard screams. The boys dispersed, leaving Connie to collapse and hit her head off the ground, hard. Though really, the boys weren't planning on doing anything other than taunting her like they had been, Connie took it the wrong way, and felt the need to defend herself physically.
Connie returned home after being dropped off by the police. The cops took her to the doorstep, and explained to her stepfather what had happened. Connie's head hurt pretty badly at the time, and she wasn't quite thinking clearly from the bump on the head she had recieved. Jon nodded simply, thanked the officers and helped Connie up to her room. Ian was obviously concerned, and when Connie finished explaining what had happened, Ian was furious at the boys. He had no idea that any teasing had been going on at all, and was kind of mad at Connie for not telling him, but he was more just glad that she was okay. Though as soon as he tried to touch her hand, Connie moved hers away, a terrified look coming over her face. Ian tried again to touch her hair, her hand, her face, and Connie continued to move away. She didn't even know why. She loved Ian, but she was terrified of him. Ian tried to get Connie to calm down, and slowly approached her in the room once she had gotten out of her bed. Connie began backing into a corner, and as soon as Ian came too close to her, she started screaming. Jon rushed up the stairs, hearing his step-daughter scream. At this point, Ian was backed up about 20 feet from Connie, starring at her in shock. Jon stepped into the room, and tried to approach Connie, who only screamed more when he came closer to her.
It went on like this for a while. Ian didn't give up on trying to be with Connie, but every time he got close to her, she would run away. In her mind, Connie was dying. She wanted so badly to be with Ian like she had before, but she couldn't. She just couldn't get close to him. Obviously, this put a lot of stress on the young girl, who was 17 at the time. Connie didn't know how to deal with what she was experiencing. She didn't know what was going on with her mind, and she couldn't figure out why she was so scared all the time. Being the confused teenager that she was, Connie acquired a pistol. She hid it under her pillow, and slept with her finger on the trigger. Connie let the paranoia consume her. She soon couldn't sleep at all. She just lay awake in bed, starring at the opposite side of the room, her hand under her pillow, grasping the gun.
One night, a heavy thunderstorm hit. Connie was half-asleep, in her normal sleeping position. Jon had woken up, and was going around the house, closing windows so that the rain didn't get into the house. However, all Connie saw in her half-sleeping stage was a dark figure, standing by the window. Not thinking, Connie again panicked. She whipped out the gun, without aiming and pulled the trigger, hitting the figure in the leg, causing him to scream and collapse, causing Connie to scream in return. Ian and Rory both awoke hearing a gunshot and screaming and rushed into Connie's room. Rory turned on the lights, to see Connie, kneeling in her bed, still holding the pistol with both hands, and Jon on the floor by the window, yelling profusely as he grasped his leg.
Initially, Connie was arrested on charges of assault, but was found not guilty by reason of insanity. Personally, this charge hurt Connie worse. She wasn't insane. She refused to believe that. Ian was the only one who didn't think she was insane, but she was still afraid to get too close to him. Connie was to be placed in an institution for people like hers, far away from her home in Ireland. The 17 year-old girl was sent to Michigan State Institution, and lives there to this day, over a year later. She spent both her 18th and 19th birthday within its walls. Since her hearing, Connie only grew to be more and more introverted. It wasn't long before she stopped speaking all together, and only communicated through poetry, if she felt the need to communicate at all. She kept in touch with Ian. He would send her letters, and she would send him poetry and drawings. The two dreamed of the day when they could be together again, but deep down, Connie knew that day would never come.
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`SCARS, THEY WILL NOT FADE AWAY
I've seen you cry, way too many times
when you deserved to be alive
when you deserved to be alive
AGE[/b] 18.
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? pm.ACTIVITY LEVEL Daily.
EXPERIENCE 4 years.
AVERAGE POST LENGTH[/b] As much as I can...
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? PBs.PASSWORD Reckless.
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