Laura Trainer {In Progress}
Aura-
Lar-
Female
23
Right hand
When walking, her hips tend to sway without her notice. She doesn't take large strides, just regular steps.
Nicole
Chrissy Teigen
(Only slightly)
Complements, tons of them. Little things, but she'll use them.
Gamer name: WiiFitnessTrainer74
Social media: @L.Trainer311
Other: March2TheB8
1: Phantomof2nite
2: St80fm1Nd
3: 311LNicoleT
Hufflepuff
Rabbit:
Your spirit animal is the rabbit. You are a very gentle individual. Most people have never seen you get angry, and those around you feel comforted by your caring presence. You have a habit of hiding from life and underestimating your capability.
Fresh air, herbal teas, fire/burning wood, snow/winter time
Nothing more than she needs. Rather organized.
Chapstick, airpods, gum/mints, her phone, pencils, notepad
Burst of long paragraphs with feeling, and then random doodles. It's a surprise that the ink doesn't bleed through or then pen doesn't rip the page when she's writing out of passion.
[email protected]
{NOT A REAL EMAIL, if you send an email to this address, I will not be the one to respond.}
140 pounds
5'8''
Dark Strawberry blonde, fading into lighter blonde
She has shorter hair, in a cute longer bob. No bangs, and typically left down.
Laura has a heart shaped face, with soft features.
N/A
Light golden brown eyes
Human
Undecided atm
Super fair skin tone, with only a little bit of darker color on her face
Laura has a less defined hour-glass shaped figure.
She has light freckles (specifically on her face)
Simple short sleeved t-shirts, with print or simple patterns on them
Denim shorts, or ripped jeans.
Most of the time, she'll wear her number 13 hat if she knows she's going to be outside
Typically plain black slip on flats
Delicate necklace with an L on it.
Sweet and friendly
Pretty deep, but not manly sounding
Pretty smooth
A light country accent, that's not really easily picked out
Laura typically uses her hands for emphasis, or to 'talk with her hands'. She mostly does it subconsciously, and doesn't normally notice it.
She's always pretty happy, over-exciting things, and trying to cheer people up to her best extent.
When angry, she's definitely the 'You're cute when you're angry' kind of girl. She'll pout and puff up her cheeks trying to drown down anything she might regret later on.
Laura is almost always in a happy mood. She gets extra talkative at times, but understands that some people just want a simple smile and to be left alone.
If she's upset, she reverts to quietness and shiny eyes. She recoils from any form of touch if you've hurt her, and goes to someone else to cry and get comfort from.
It's a little pathetic how she gets when she'd really truly scared. Most of the time it's sobbing and shaking. She hates this feeling, and may even make herself literally throw up.
Stress is not a good thing for her. She starts panicking, and worrying over things that aren't even remotely related to her current situation.
When Laura is getting flustered, it'll start with just flushed cheeks and getting super awkward. But if she's starting to get really bothered, she may take an extreme by pushing you or hitting you to get you to stop.
The inherent need for safety and security
Even if it's someone she really cares about, she might sacrifice what they want for her own needs if she deems them greater or more important. Even as sweet as she is, she can be selfish and self-serving a lot of the time.
She has major trust issues, and doesn't usually just give in to a person right away. (This issue was mostly resolved as she neared her senior year in high-school, having made more friends and started to relax and trust them more.)
Laura can be pretty naive, and not even realize if she's done something wrong. She's not great at apologizing either, so the two go hand in hand.
For a while, she use to think all adults were the same. Assuming they were all mostly terrible people, and wouldn't pay attention or care for you.
Soccer,
Memorization,
Acting,
Photography,
Flute playing,
Rock climbing,
Journaling
Separation Anxiety, where she feels she needs someone or something to be at her side through locked or dark room.
PTSD
Pentatonix
Country
March 11th
College
(1st person POV)
Well, it happened when I was only 4 years old. My parents had gone on a weekend trip to Vermont. They had left me in the care of my Aunt. But she was irresponsible, and young. She was only 21. My parents had only been gone for a few hours at this point, when my aunt decided she wanted to go out, specifically to her boyfriend's party. But she didn't want to bring a child with her. She couldn't. So she locked me in my room, and shut the lights off in the house. She left, leaving me in my room alone. It wasn't even that late when she left, not even 6 o'clock. So I was just playing in my room. I got hungry, so I went to leave, but my door was locked. I couldn't escape. I screamed and cried for hours. Nobody could hear me. We lived in the country, the nearest neighbor was half a mile away. I had no phones. I was terrified. It was Friday when my parents left. My Aunt got back late Sunday night. My parents got back on Monday. When she unlocked my door, instead of a loving parent, or adult, my seething aunt stood there. I didn't know at the time, but she was completely drunk. She yelled at me, and threatened me not to tell my parents anything. I obviously didn't. I was terrified and lied to my parents, until they both died. And she came back. The awful woman called my aunt came back into my life. She was my legal guardian now.
I was stuck with her forever. I was 7 years old by this point. I knew I was in for trouble. And I was right. Every week she'd have her boyfriend over, they'd get drunk, and he'd abuse me. She'd only laugh, and make a game out of it. The bigger the blow, the more "love" he'd earn. Once that sick game was over, they'd go and make out in bed, leaving me to sob in my room. I was neglected and alone. Even at school everyone knew I was the weird kid, who's parents died and lived with her insane aunt. I was hopeless and alone. Where was I suppose to go? I didn't have any other family, and my aunt sold my parents old house. I couldn't leave, not yet at least. I decided to wait until I was 18, and old enough to drive and get a job. So that's what I did. I waited years to escape, and when the day finally came I packed my things and slipped out my window headed off to a better life.
I was living on the streets, trying to find a job, or at least somewhere to stay, making friends with the other homeless people, and teenage runaways. After I had gotten hold of a decent chunk of cash, I went to get some food for me and some of my new friends, but I ran into a man as I was headed in to get everybody some food.
Unmarried Aunt: Cleo
Fiance to Aunt: Lloyd
Deceased Mother: Rachel
Deceased Father: Bill
Finley Practer {In Progress}, basically her only friend through most of her life, so of course they'd become lovers
Amy, her only daughter
Richard, her only son
N/A
Would have a pet cat if she could have cats in her dorm.
Full Name: Laura Trainer
Power: Danger Warning: A precognitive ability warning you of incoming danger. Darkness Dimension: The ability to access a dimension of nothingness.
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Appearance: She (2, 3, 4) is 5’7’’, with a pear shaped curvy figure, that isn’t the slimmest figure. She has an oval face, with freckles running across her cheeks and nose. Set off with her tan face, and skin tone in general, her hazel eyes of grey and gold and blue flecks in them. Her hair is short cut, about shoulder length, uneven ends and kinda messy, it’s a light brown with blonde highlights in it. Most the time pulled up in a bun/ponytail or with the sides pinned behind her ears.
Clothes: She normally wears her favorite navy blue baseball cap, with a yellow number 13 on it. A lower cut shirt, with words or patterns. Ripped jeans most the time. Slip on vans or high tops. A delicate silver necklace, with the letter L on it.
Hobbies:
Talents:
Family:
Personality:
Background:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Generation 3
by
@Rainy_is_back
language group
She doesn't keep herself connected to anything, but her aunt was an Atheist and half taught her that growing up.
Her baseball hat, for the fact it use to belong to her father.
Currently, she's working as her own small business for photography. Later on in life, she goes on to become a bigger self-run business.
(Currently working on further details)