Post by Jeanie Silverman on Jun 24, 2007 13:21:30 GMT -5
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Name: Jeanie Rae Silverman
Age: 22
Gender: Female
Birthday/Sign: November 23, 1975 / Sagittarius
Blood Type/Purity: A positive / Pure
[li] Hair Color and Style: Jeanie is blessed with short, straight blonde hair. She has little amber highlights that she got about a year ago, but they are beginning to fade away to where her hair has begun to look its natural shade. She usually wears it down considering it is too short to pull up in a pony tail or anything. Sometimes she might use a hair clip against her better judgment. Sometimes Jeanie would even wear her hair messy being that she was most likely too lazy to mess with it that day. Although she has considered growing it out again.
[/li][li] Eye Color: Jeanie’s eyes are a light blue color the blue is lighter closer to the pupil, but as the color moves outward the blue shade becomes darker and is mixed with small, unnoticable flecks of green here and there. In the light her eyes are so bright that the blue seems to have no end!
[/li][li] Height and Build: Jeanie isn’t very tall. She stands at about 5’7 because she has longer legs, but has a shorter torso. Jeanie would refuse to tell her weight to anyone. She considers herself at a happy medium. She isn’t too fat and she isn’t too skinny. There is room to pig out when she wants to, but at the same time she has to try and watch her eating habits. That’s more of a mental thing though.
[/li][li] Regular clothing style: Jeanie really has a very muggle looking clothing style. She generally wears a certain type of jeans. Chances are she will always wear Canyon Blues jeans. She likes to look nice for the guys, but she can sometimes be a little laid back with her clothes. Sometimes one might see her wearing baggy, unappealing clothes. But when Jeanie is really out to impress she pulls out the good stuff.
[/li][li] Other characteristics: Jeanie has a very pale skin color... but that's about it for other characteristics.
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Personality: Being the raging Sagittarius that she is… Jeanie considers herself to be a very optimistic person. The glass on her table is ALWAYS half full. In all her life no one has been able to make her feel sad or depressed. To her people aren’t homeless, they are simply in search of something better. There is always hope for the starving, and diseases are nothing but a simple obstacle that one might have to jump in life. Of course over the years she has figured out how to tone down her optimism to where it doesn’t get on people’s nerves. But anyone that sees Jeanie on the street would notice that she is always smiling.
Freedom is something that Jeanie could preach to the masses. She loves to be free to do her own thing. Never has Jeanie really been able to listen to what people tell her to do. Often as a child Jeanie would be disobedient because she would want to do things her way instead of doing it how her parents told her to do it. As soon as Jeanie turned 21 she hit the alcohol and began working on fulfilling her future plans. If there is anything that Jeanie feels like she can’t have, then that is what she wants to get.
Jeanie is a very good-humored person, not to mention she is always very straight forward and honest about things. If someone is wearing a shirt that she thinks is hideous, better bet that Jeanie would be the first to let them know about it. Sometimes Jeanie likes to run a bit on the sarcastic side. She’s really a joker at heart, and sometimes people might take offence to it. At least she tries to not make her jokes to personal toward the other person. Generally Jeanie likes to tell the truth, but if she had to lie for a friend she would probably do it. But she would feel incredibly guilty afterwards.
Aside from all of the other personality traits… Jeanie happens to be very intelligent. Sometimes she may act like a fool, but she is very smart. She just happens to not often show it. Hence the assumption that she’s blonde, therefore she must be dumb.
On to some of Jeanie’s worse personality traits.
Sometimes Jeanie can appear to be overly optimistic. For some reason most people get annoyed when other people think that there is still hope, or a simple solution. Jeanie sometimes enrages people instead of cheering them up. This trait isn’t as bad in her current years, but was horrible when she was in school. It sometimes annoys other people that might try to make Jeanie cry or somehow be depressed, because she just looks on the bad things that happen to her as simple bumps in life’s road. No problem with that or so Jeanie thinks.
Jeanie has a problem with being a bit irresponsible. In school she was lucky that it came natural to her because she never studied. EVER. Her parents wouldn’t leave her at home alone until she was 17 years old, and her none of her teachers trusted her to take up assignments. Of course Jeanie never saw herself as irresponsible...just a bit clumsy!
When it comes to guys Jeanie can be a bit on the superficial side. She would probably even admit to it. To her it is no crime to want a guy that looks good. Can she really help it that most of the guys she had been out with were based off looks? Jeanie believes that a man’s good looks should not be put to waste. That’s her story and she’s sticking to it!
History: November 23, 1975 little Jeanie Rae Silverman was brought into this world. Although she was a very cute baby, she had some strange habits. As the doctor held little Jeanie up for her mother and father to see, Jeanie seemed to laugh. At first the doctors thought that it might have just been some gas leakage, but when it happened again they knew it was a laugh. It was a wheezy laugh, but a laugh none the less. Every time her mother picked her up Jeanie would laugh. It took a while for the Silverman’s to get used to. This was their conversation:
“I don’t know, Jake. It just isn’t normal.”
“I know, Sara! I know, don’t you think I know that?”
“Yes, I think you know that.”
“Well, don’t doubt The Jake.”
“I didn’t doubt The Jake.”
“You doubted The Jake!”
“Argh.”
Two years later, May 7, 1977, they began to worry more about their daughter. Jake and Sara still weren’t quite sure that their daughter was a normal child. Jeanie would even scare some people at the daycare she stayed at. In the two years that Jeanie had been alive she had not cried once. It was hard for her parents to tell when she was hungry. They knew that no complaining from the child was not normal. They almost wanted her to cry at midnight every night, or to at least complain that she was hungry every now and then. But that never happened, and so the conversation became:
“You think she’s hungry, Jake?”
“How would I know, Sara?”
“I thought you might.”
“Why would I know that?”
“Why wouldn’t you?”
“I don’t know.”
“EXACTLY.”
July 12, 1983, Jeanie began to see a psychiatrist. Even though she was only eight years old, her parents were worried about her personality. They were beginning to think that their daughter wasn’t developing her personality as a normal child would. No one could figure out why Jeanie was happy all the time. It was a mystery that had yet to be solved. Jeanie wouldn’t tell them a reason, and would only continue to do her own thing. Even the psychiatrist seemed to not be able to get anything out of Jeanie. When Jeanie was asked why she was happy all the time her reply was, “Because I wanna be.” Frustrated at the lack of response, the psychiatrist gave up on Jeanie.
In 1985 Jeanie began to show the only thing that seemed normal to her parents; magical abilities. It was about time. They had almost begun to think that she wasn’t going to have any. She was 10 years old, and she was still as happy as ever. They had thought that the magic might possibly freak her out enough to make her sad for a moment, but that wasn’t so. When 1986 rolled around her parents decided to send her off to coven school. They often got letters from her teachers saying that Jeanie was an exceptional student, but they worried about her attitude about things. There were suggestions that the teachers gave Jeanie’s parents in order to make the kid sad. Every summer when she returned her parents would try them, but they all seemed to fail. It seemed that Jeanie was the first child to become naturally happy.
After three years of Coven School Jeanie went to SWIM. Her parents seemed to think that she was placed in the wrong house. But, since her father had been in Agrippa before her she was sorted into Agrippa instead of Clinode, where she most likely belonged. In her freshman year she experienced the feeling of having a boy friend. Although they broke up after a couple of weeks, and it went something like this.
“You’re WAY too happy, Jeanie.”
“Huh?”
“All the time! I try to say something rude and you just laugh it off!”
“Everyone is rude sometimes. I learn to look over it.”
“I hate you.”
“Let’s break up.”
“But—“
“It’s apparent that we aren’t meant for each other.”
“What—“
“Oh, and you’ve got an ugly yellow stain on your robes.”
That was the last boy friend she ever had. Other kids in Agrippa would make fun of her for being happy all the time, and that is when she decided to try and tone her happiness down. No, she never cried, became depressed or anything like that, but she would try not to smile some of the time. Around her senior year she had completely changed. She was much different, but no one else in her house knew it because they had always judged her as the happy one. She one day hoped to rub it in some of their faces just like they rubbed it in hers. A very spiteful dream, but a dream none the less.
The year after she graduated Jeanie became a stand-up comedian. She was very successful, until… one ugly, terrible, rainy, night that she had a show to do in Detroit and low and behold, someone decided to heckle her off the stage. It was the first time Jeanie had actually felt her feelings get hurt. Jeanie at that one time felt sad, but no one was around her to know it. So as far as anyone is concerned, she was still happy all the time. Every time that night is brought up in a conversation Jeanie would kind of sully up a little, but it would usually be unnoticeable. But somewhere deep within the happy-go-luck woman, there is a wound that makes even her angry.
After that Jeanie decided to do the next best thing. She would start her own joke shop! That way she could still entertain customers and at the same time help children and teenagers see a possible career path in comedy. In the end her career choice became good therapy for her. It seemed to be a great escape for her. She loves nothing more than to hear the laughter of the children that come into her shop
Likes: Jokes, laughing, smiling, art, music, books, comic books (especially Superman), cartoons, exercise, talking, writing, stand-up comedy, ice cream, coffee, storms, watermelon flavored lollipops, chocolate, taking showers, and she loves kids.
Dislikes: Boredom, routines, rejection, the sound of people crying, seeing people, bulky hats, the smell of rotten eggs, anything that is flavored artificially with cherry, hecklers, a book called Troy by Adele Geras, and people that are OVERLY arrogant and selfish.
Special Abilities: Jeanie did stand-up comedy a few years before she went into business, she can touch her nose with her tongue, she can burp Bohemian Rhapsody, and she happens to be VERY flexible.
Wand: 10" Oak with the core of ashwinder ash.
Broom: Cleansweep. She has no idea what kind though. She’s had it since she started school and some of the name has begun to fade off.
Pet: A white cat with gray tipped feet named dotty. It used to have a counterpart named Polky, but may the poor counterpart rest in peace.
Position: Owner
Years in profession: 1
Experience: Jeanie was a stand-up comedian, not to mention the class clown.
Store Name: Jeanie’s Joke Bin
Products sold: Many types of practical joke equipment. She always tries to stay ahead of competition. There are a number of joke books sold there that were written by some famous comedians (American & British), not to mention some videos of her previous career as a stand-up comic. From stink bombs to Jokes for Idiots books. She’s pretty much got it all.
Word Verification: Spork.
Writing Sample: The Joke Bin’s door opened with a loud creak. Being early in the morning; the sound made the shop seem a bit more eerie than it really was. Jeanie looked ahead into the dark shop and peered towards the back. She always liked to look the shop over while it was dark in there. It gave her a strange sense of self confidence to know immediately that her shop had stayed in tact the whole time. As Jeanie switched on the light she took in a deep breath and proceeded to walk towards the counter. She slipped off her black coat and laid it over the counter. Everything seemed to be in tip-top shape from what she could see.
Jeanie turned her back to the counter and realized that she had forgotten to flip the sign to say that the store was open. She walked back up to the door, and as soon as she flipped the sign two little boys walked in accompanied by their parent. That was a store rule. Any child that was under the age of 11 had to be accompanied by a parent or guardian… for safety reasons of course.
The little boys immediately ran off to find the stink pellets. Jeanie’s eyes instinctively followed the boys to the back room where the pellets were kept. Surely to goodness they knew not to let those things go inside the store. Her attention was diverted when the mother spoke to her. “Hi, the boys just wanted to—“The lady had hardly finished her sentence when a fairly frightening sound was heard.
BOOM! BANG! BLAM!
A sudden stench reached her nose in an instant. “No, not the stink pellets.” She muttered with a worried expression. She rushed back to the back with the boys’ mother right behind her. As she entered the back room she was greeted by an ugly green fog. It smelled as someone had gone in there and ripped a big one, but Jeanie didn’t let it get her down. “Alright, boys.” She said in the calmest tone she could muster up through the coughing. “Get out of this room and I’ll try and,” COUGH, “find a way to…” COUGH, “get you cleaned up.” COUGH. The boys had managed to set off a WHOLE case of stink pellets. She just knew that it would take her a while to get the stench out, but that was no problem. Jeanie was more worried about the boys.
Jeanie opened the back door, which lead to a back alley way, and shut the door that lead into the main part of the store. The two little boys stood shoulder to shoulder at the front of the store by direction of the mother. Simultaneously the boys replied with, “We’re sorry, Miss Jeanie.” How could she get mad at that? “It’s okay, boys.” She replied as she kneeled in front of them, “But you need to be careful next time.” The boys nodded as Jeanie stood. “Now, hold out your hands and arms so we can see if you got hurt.” The boys did as they were told and held out their arms. After finding no injuries on the boys she smiled a bright smile.
The mother watched in awe as Jeanie rushed back towards the back room. She opened the door quickly and slipped in, shutting the door right behind her. Where was it? Jeanie looked over the shelves, but she could hardly see anything due to the green fog around her. The coughing came back as she felt her way through the room. She ran her hand over every box until she had found the right one. By that time her eyes had begun to water and turn red. Jeanie was running out of breath. She fumbled the first bottle and had to grab for another one. After getting it firmly in her hand Jeanie rushed out of the room to safety and drew in a nice, big breath of fresher air.
“Here you go.” Jeanie wheezed as she handed the mother a bottle of special bathing soap. “It’ll take the stench right out of them.” She added with a smile. “Thank you, thank you so much.” The woman replied as she took her children and left. Jeanie released a sigh of relief as she waved good bye. She wrinkled her nose after a minute. Something wasn’t right. Jeanie smelt the sleeve of her shirt and groaned. It looked like she would be bathing extra hard as well.