Post by BRYONY COLLINS on Apr 30, 2012 2:21:57 GMT -6
living in silence~
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,3,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=style] BRYONY COLLINS SIXTEEN STUDENT PANSEXUAL alias/name: cynder. age: eighteen. country: usa. face claim: kaya scodelario. how you found us: an ad and saw it on calling me home.^^ | [STYLE=width:345px; font-family:courier new; color:000000; font-size:25px; text-transform:lowercase; padding:1px; letter-spacing:2px; border-left: 10px solid #000000; border-bottom: 1px dashed #000000;]back to basics -- ♠[/style] NAME: Bryony Katherine Collins. [STYLE=width:345px; font-family:courier new; color:000000; font-size:25px; text-transform:lowercase; padding:1px; letter-spacing:2px; border-left: 10px solid #000000; border-bottom: 1px dashed #000000;]freestyle -- ♠[/style]NICKNAMES: Bry. BIRTHDAY AND AGE: October eleventh. Sixteen. GENDER: Female. SEXUALITY: Pansexual. MEMBERGROUP: Outer Senshi. They say I don't speak. They wonder why I don't and they ask their questions. They think that there is a problem with me, because if the problem was with me then it is not with them. And if it's not with them then they are happy. They can't admit their own faults. Not many can. So if the problem is with me, they are happy. But they are wrong. There are several things that become apparent upon first meeting Bry, but the clearest of them all would have to be how quiet she is. She doesn't talk much, not to family, not to friends. Her mouth opens, but words rarely come out. Her voice does work, perfectly actually. There are no problems with it nor her body that would prevent her from speaking. Nor her mind, for as far as she knows there are no mental disorders floating around her brain. She does not "hear voices", albeit there have been several reoccuring haunting dreams as of late. Bryony is simply a selective mute. She speaks when she wants to, and only when she wants to. If she has nothing to say, she doesn't have anything to say. She has no desire to fill a silence if it is hanging. As for when she wants to talk, it is not all the time as some her age might talk. Sometimes her reasons for keeping her silence is because she simply does not "feel like it". Sometimes it is because of whoever it is she is speaking to, her not considering them to be good company or worth her time. And sometimes it is just because she has nothing to say. It is how she has been most of her life. Bryony Katherine Collins was born in New York City, her home residing down in Queens. Her parents had a nice little place, a house identical to almost every other on the block. There had never been anything nothing particularly odd about the Collins. The man of the house, her father, was a pharmaceutical rep, among other jobs. While her mother, she was a waitress at a small diner in the city. There was no huge income. No family pets, although later on Bry did and still has her own pets; a chinchilla, a tarantula, and two snakes. The couple had only ever had the one child as well, and that was Bryony. Bry herself had been an accident. One unprotected get together being enough to do it. Her parents had never wanted a child. They couldn't afford it, at the time only being having enough cash and space to care for themselves, not them and a smaller mouth that needed extra care and attention. And if they ever did decide to have a kid to call their own, they had planned on it being a son. A well manned boy that could be everything they wanted him to be. One that would one day grow up to be something great. But instead they got a daughter who was not so well mannered as they could hope. Growing up, Bry had been the silent loner type. The kind of kid that you never really knew what was going on up in that head of theirs. Enigmatic in their responses. Spontaneous in their actions. The kind of kid that when not bothered might just sit alone and stare off into space, all the while brain lit with activity. That, when looking at you, might appear to be studying you as if you were an animal in a cage. Observing your every move and just waiting for you to do something amazing that will captivate their interest, or slip and fall; your failure equally entertaining to them. Bry has all of those traits, and that, aside from the silence and that "lone wolf" personality of hers, was one of the best in her classes. How studious she was being the only real thing that her parents were proud about, mainly because there was not that much for them to really be proud of. They had a mute child who normally stuck to herself and did her own thing, whether it be at home, school, or just her going out into the city by herself or with the people she called friends. It is a fact that, even though Bry would never allow it show, leaves her guilt ridden. While there are times that she couldn't care less, there are times, more times than the former, that it has her ashamed that she can't be more like they want her to. But Bry has little interest in changing just for them, the people who's relationship to herself is not a particularly close one, so... She is who she is. Now, at the age of sixteen, Bry is pretty much the same person that she has always been. Silent; often times coming off as rude or ungrateful with how she might refuse to talk to you. But she is not expressionless, she does show her emotions from time to time with a simple facial expression or body movement. And because of her mutism, has even made friends. Some students at her school taking the few smiles and laughs that came through the lack of words to be a sign that she likes them. For some reason the highly talkative ones seem to flock to her more than the "norm". So, she does have her friends even if in her own head they do not all have that title. Good Listener: Another way she has earned her "friends". This trait is not entirely by choice, but Bry is a good listener to those who need someone to talk to. She won't interrupt and unless she's particularly not in the mood she wont shove you away because hearing the troubles of other people, to know what is truly going on in their head, is sometimes an interesting thing... You just can't, however, count on her to give you advice or say anything comforting at all. And she can't promise that she won't end up "spilling the beans". She can speak, and even when she doesn't she does still have hands to write and text with and does both with great ease. Curious: Bry is a curious girl. Despite how unsocial she is, she likes to get out into the world and see it. To attempt new things and experience what it has to offer. She's open to trying out anything at least once no matter what it may be or how insane it may sound. The world is to big and life is to short to limit yourself. Complicated: As stated above, Bry is a complicated girl. She does what she pleases and acts how she wants to act, both whenever her mood is in it. Life is sort of like a game, so why not play around a little? Even when she's as silent as a mouse, spacey even, there is always something going on in that mind of hers. Just like many her age, Bry is and has always been a mischievous youth. Just looking for a place in the world and trying to survive another day as many are. There is nothing wrong with me. I am who I am. They are who they are. It doesn't feel like many can see it though. Some want us all to be alike. To feel the same. To share the same beliefs. To be on the same sides. But we're not all the same. If we were, the world would be rather boring, wouldn't it? |
