Post by fae evelyn lily reed on Dec 18, 2013 10:42:23 GMT -5
FAE EVELYN LILY REED
FULL NAME: Fae Evelyn Lily Reed.
NICKNAMES: Her dad calls her Fae-by, like Baby.
AGE: nineteen.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single
GROUP: student
GRADE: sophomore.
MAJOR: film and media, minoring in dance.
JOB OCCUPATION: Waitress at Hal’s.
HAIR: It changes quite often, but it’s naturally a light shade of brown. Fae dyes it though, so sometimes it’s blonde and other times it’s much darker. Right now it’s long and down past her shoulders, but it’s not all that surprising if she cuts it shorter overnight sometimes. Often worn down, Fae usually keeps it in loose, messy waves and only really puts it up for practical reasons or if the occasion calls for a level of formality.
EYES: brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: Mostly faded ones now from when she was younger.
TATTOOS: She has “non est ad astra mollis e terris via” (there is no easy way from the earth to the stars) tattooed down her spine in elegant calligraphy.
PIERCINGS: Ears twice and she has recently gone ahead and got a nape piercing..
PLAY-BY: Emma Roberts!
LIKES: dancing, video cameras, skinny jeans, musicians, yoga, the “tricks” she was taught by her father, shoes, heights, rooftops, eyeliner, nail polish, heavy rock, woven bracelets, a little bit of danger, photography, 80’s movies, gymnastics, trust, long showers, cereal, being vegetarian, strawberry scented bath products, Robin Hood, letters from her dad, LED lamps, being outside, scrapbooking, garlic and herb dip, shorts, iced lattes, military jackets, Cherry Coke, Eskrima, being sober, honey, collage walls, getting her own way, truck stops, puzzles, coded games, darts, card games, dares, hair dye, FRIENDS, pandas, shooting pool, throwing knives.
DISLIKES: being accused of something she didn’t do, being judged, being lectured, journalists, hospitals, getting sick, too many questions at once, secrets, tea, cinnamon, violent confrontations, charades, fur, negative attention, bullies, feeling desperate, feeling patronised, getting angry, headaches, noises in the night, superstitions, running, boat trips, blood, bad days, being afraid, block cell phone numbers, cops, vulnerability, hunting, dry shampoo, shopping for formal events, losing things, her past catching up with her, zoos, sleazy guys, sand in her shoes, skipping to the end of a book, cowardice, traffic, guns, rushed meals.
FEARS: relapsing, ending up in jail, boats (she fell overboard when she was a little girl and hates sailing ever since).
SECRETS: Her dad was sentenced to eight years in prison when she was fifteen and during the downward spiral that followed from that, Fae spent time in a rehab facility recovering from substance abuse and addiction. She also has a particular set of skills that she knows better than to boast about, but sometimes people catch a glimpse of her darker side!
PERSONALITY: If anyone knows Fae pretty well, then they’ll know that she can be summed up with walking contradiction. She hates secrets, but she has them herself. She gets agitated by liars, but she’s weaved several stories of her own over the years…the list can go on. Fae is very aware and is extremely good at reading people; it’s hard to get anything past her. She'll pick up on body language and bluffs and tricking her is a nearly impossible feat. She likes to get her own way and will do whatever it takes to get it, sometimes crossing a line, perhaps even the law. Due to certain aspects of her upbringing, Fae has boundary issues and it isn’t entirely uncommon for her to invade someone’s privacy without really putting too much thought into it when her curious nature gets the better of her. However, she’s charismatic and can usually diffuse a situation after a bit of a cooling off period has happened, or talk her way out of trouble most of the time. She’s daring, never able to back down from a challenge until she’s seen it through, even if it’s tiptoeing along the line of danger. Fae is imaginative, which comes in handy for her major but also happens to be a part of everything she’s ever known and the lies she was raised to be a part of at times. She’s physical and while she isn’t a fan of violent confrontations, she can take care of herself if she needs to, and she enjoys keeping fit with her dancing and gymnastics. Despite everything that her dad has done and the problems in her past, Fae is quite the daddy’s little girl but no one would know that unless they know where she’s come from. With her past in mind, Fae is also tough and not someone who will break easily. She can usually keep herself calm and is quick to think on her feet. Without openly meaning to be, Fae can be a little hypocritical, but it’s more about trying to find who she is and make a future for herself; it’s hard and Fae is pretty much doing it alone. She’s getting better at showing her emotions to the people in her life, but she can still wear a mask with the best of them; she grew up to be a pretty good little actress. She's quite clever, and has a knack for code cracking and puzzle solving since it was one of the many things her father believed she ought to know. In many ways, Fae can be loyal and she will go to extremes to help a friend out, but at the same time, a friend needs to be lenient with her quirks, especially if they find out about them. She’s still trying to find a balance and ease herself into a world where her father’s teachings aren’t so welcome by everyone, but Fae still has a long way to go. She struggles to completely trust someone, but then she’s spent the last five years with people judging and commenting on her life and her family. Despite her bad qualities and her inability to respect boundaries at times, Fae is compassionate. She cares about the people in her life even when they make her mad or she annoys them. Despite being quite flirtatious when it suits her, she’s never been able to open up enough for love to actually enter her life, so in many ways – though she’ll never admit it – she’s vulnerable. She has a past people can use against her and inexperience that some girls her age have already moved on from. She’s been raised to never expose a weakness, so she’s not about to confide in someone about that; at least not easily. In many ways, Fae is still desperately trying to find herself and until she does, she’s going to keep making these mistakes and having these conflicts of ideals within herself. Maybe the right people in her life are all she needs to fix that, but who knows?
MOTHER: Lisa Janice Burke, deceased..
FATHER: Connor James Reed, 45..
SIBLINGS: N/A.
OTHERS: Alice Marissa Burke, 47, maternal aunt.
PETS: Rusty, a West Highland White Terrier.
HOMETOWN: Pasadena, California
HISTORY: Lisa was charmed completely by Connor from the moment she first laid eyes on him. They were young, taking on the world and Connor could promise her a lifestyle she had only ever dreamed about. He had money, told her he was a businessman in a thriving company and she bought it. They travelled, they danced and somewhere along the way they did fall in love. A careless night led to Fae and with that came a whole level of earth shattering truths. Connor’s “business” was on the wrong side of the law and Lisa finally became privy to that information, blasting the “love of her life” and vowing to take Fae away from him. And, she did; for a short while. He was mostly unsuccessful at winning her back, but she did agree to let him spend time with the baby girl who was still learning to crawl and finding her words.
Fae was still learning the difference between a dog and a cat when Lisa collapsed one day. The ME later discovered that she had suffered a brain haemorrhage, but until Connor came by for one of his scheduled visits much later that afternoon, she had laid alone on the kitchen floor while Fae cried. Lisa passed away and Connor took on the responsibility of the little girl without much hesitation. He wanted to give the little bundle of dark hair and wide eyes the life she deserved, but to do that he needed to find a way to support them both and everything Connor knew had been a part of a world of lies and deceit.
He moved to Chicago, Illinois and got a simple little apartment there for him and his baby daughter. It wasn’t too long before he was back breaking the law and finding schemes and partners to help him with his little jobs and cons. As Fae began to grow up, the little girl didn’t do the conventional father-daughter bonding activities. Sure, they went to the park and played games, but there were many times when Connor would teach Fae the skills he thought she might need in case anything happened, or if a job went wrong. He basically taught her to lie from a young age and the little Fae could even trick her teachers from time to time. She didn’t know any better and Connor enrolled her in dance and gymnastic classes as soon as he could to keep her safe while he “worked” and so he had more options and people to try and dupe as the years went by.
At school, Fae drifted from group to group. She never really had anyone to call a friend, but she never thought that she needed them back then. She had her dad and their little adventures. He taught her things that no kid really needed to know, but Connor was convinced that everything he taught Fae would be helpful to her if there was ever a time when his luck ran out. She made okay grades, but teachers were more concerned about her social skills and the way she could easily trick her classmates or take things from their bags whenever they wouldn’t show her something. Connor laughed it off as “kids today!” and carried on like it was no big thing, keeping Fae “protected” in the way he thought was best.
Once she was old enough, Connor enrolled Fae in Eskrima classes to teach her how to defend herself, just in case. Really, the father was quite paranoid of anything ever happening to Fae, but then he had conned and stole from so many people in his time and he didn’t want to see any harm come to his daughter because of it. Fae never really knew what her dad did, but she knew that it was dangerous and used to dream up tales of him being a spy or a superhero. She had never been told that what he did was wrong or that people suffered because of it and in her eyes he was her hero. Fae kept up her physical activities as she slipped easily into her teenage years. Connor pushed her into honing her skills, forever worried that a job might go wrong someday or that she would find herself in her own world of trouble.
Perhaps it would’ve been easier for him to walk away from a life of crime, but Connor had no qualifications to boast. He had known nothing else for too long and there was no way of turning his back on everything, not now. Fae was used to her dad sometimes leaving at odd hours or being quiet about his job, but she had the stories and the lies fixed in place to cover for him if the neighbours asked her any questions or if the teachers wondered why he hadn’t been to the parent-teacher conferences. Fae had been blinded by it all and couldn’t see that her father had to be doing something wrong. He was there when she needed him and he passed on the criminal tricks and skills that might be useful. He gave her permission to forge his signature on school forms, showed her the easiest way to play distraction, pickpocket and she could pick a lock if ever she needed to. Connor always told her it was a useful skill set to have in case she ever needed to run
It was the summer before Fae was due to start high school when Connor kissed his daughter on the head and promised to be back later that night. Most of the time, Fae was asleep when he came in and she wasn’t disturbed until the following morning when he’d cook her breakfast, but this time the young girl was jarred awake in the night by yelling. Sneaking from her room, she overheard her dad and another man fighting in the kitchen. Connor spotted Fae and told her to go back to bed, but Fae refused. She didn’t like the look of what she had seen and her dad had raised her to push boundaries, to ask questions and to get what she wanted. The other man kicked off at Fae’s presence, but the fourteen year old refused to back down and fought back when he yelled. Connor threw him out and then Fae asked him agae.in, but he would only say that things had “gotten out of hand this time.”
A few days later and the father-daughter duo were heading back to Pasadena. Connor told Fae that a clean break before school would do her the world of good. She noticed that something had rattled her dad though, and they only had time to move into their new place before the police knocked on the door. The night in Chicago had gotten more than out of hand and the third crook who had been part of the job had been killed when they were trying to get away. The man Fae had seen that night in the kitchen had shot him for a betrayal he hadn’t even committed. Connor had run away to try and protect Fae, but it had been too late.
Fae was sent to live with her mom’s sister in Pasadena. Her Aunt Alice had never been a fan of Connor’s, but she put that behind her for the sake of her little niece who she thought was in desperate need of some real guidance. Her dad was held in prison as an accessory to murder and when the trial came around, they even tried to pull Fae into it, by trying to make the teenager confess to everything her father had taught her over the years. Fae kept her lips sealed though, denying everything like she had been raised to do so and eventually it was Alice who told the lawyers to leave her alone since Fae was growing increasingly distressed in the days leading up to the trial. Connor was sentenced to eight years imprisonment. Despite finally being able to see her father for the man he truly was, Fae couldn’t bring herself to hate him; he was her dad after all, and he was the man who had raised her.
Fae settled in with her aunt and she tried to settle into high school. The jungle it is though, it didn’t take long for someone to find out about her dad, his past and everything else. She may never have believed that she needed friends, but someone in her corner would’ve been nice at this point. Alas, there was no one. She turned fifteen and thing got worse. The teachers didn’t seem to care about the problems and her aunt often spoke without thinking about the young girl. One day, after the bullying had escalated more, she came home to an empty house and found a bottle of gin. She hated the taste of it, but it helped her forget. Soon, the bottles became routine and her water bottle would be full of whatever she could get her hands on. Her aunt thought she was just being introverted and struggling with her father’s incarceration. Fae kept her aunt at bay by refilling the bottles as close she could to what they had been, knowing that the woman only drank on social occasions a few times in the year. When the house was dry, she went elsewhere. Fae knew how to find what she wanted and all it took was a few small jobs, sneaking around after dark and putting that skill set of hers to good use. She could steal from school lockers easily enough and pickpocketing idiots on the street was something she didn't need to think twice about.
The bullying didn’t ease up and the alcohol was only ever a temporary fix to a permanent problem. One morning, she was in the shared bathroom looking for some pain relief for a hangover she couldn’t just drink away and found the circus of medications kept in the cupboard; that was how it began. Fae never meant to overdose, or push herself down that road, but she had no one to talk to. The one person who understood her most of all was behind bars and her aunt refused to let her have any contact with him. Her grades slipped, her behaviour grew reckless and she did what she could to block out the taunts and the cruel comments from the students at her school. Drugs were just another fix like the alcohol.
One day, too much happened and Fae broke. She can’t remember beyond locking herself in a bathroom stall to steal a few moments where she could do something to make the pain go away. She barely made it to her next class before collapsing.
She was rushed to hospital, her stomach pumped and the verdict of accidental overdose declared to a worried aunt who seemed to finally realise how bad the situation was. She asked Fae about it all, but Fae refused to talk to her, saying Alice was just as bad as the kids at school. After more tests from various doctors, it was advised that Fae be admitted to a rehab facility for substance abuse.
The recommended rehab was a nice place, but Fae wasn’t too keen and it took some time before she could open up or even try some of the more experimental therapies to help her move on from the grief of her past. They were more dedicated to getting Fae clean, believing the rest of her problems could be cured much easier once that hurdle was out of the way. It was a long, gruelling process and her aunt tried her best to understand, but ultimately, after recommendations and careful consideration, it was Connor who was allowed a day release from the prison to come out and visit Fae, encouraging her to get better and do the right things with her life, unlike what he had done. With the brief time allowed with her father, Fae already began to regain the confidence high school had stripped from her and Alice agreed that perhaps banning contact altogether had been counterproductive in helping Fae. During the ninety days Fae was there for, she was encouraged to return to her old hobbies of dancing and gymnastics. She shared her sixteenth birthday with the girls in the facility and continued to keep up with her school work thanks to the education programme they ran. Her grades soon began to pick back up again, but the battle was far from over.
She was kept on an out-patient programme, but after another bad day that involved taunts from old school friends and her aunt invading her privacy, Fae almost broke her sobriety. After calling the rehab for help, they called her back in to discuss further options and to plan ahead. Alice decided that it would be best if Fae remained somewhere where there were people to care for her like she needed. She had never had children of her own and Fae was more than a handful for her. Fae was sent to a sobriety school linked to the rehab facility she had previously attended. While she was no longer abusing, she was still scared of becoming dependent again and just wanting to remain sober was key to getting her there and getting her head settled again.
There was still a lot of therapy involved with the school classes, but with a clear head now, Fae fell in love with Film & Media. It all started at a group therapy project to promote sobriety, but once the camera was in her hand and rolling, it just seemed to settle her completely. She made friends, had good fun and soon found herself documenting most of her time at the school on the little video camera Alice bought her the Christmas before her seventeenth birthday. She often recorded most of the school open days and presentation events. Obviously, things weren’t always perfect; she still had issues to work out, which she slowly started to do with time, but there were mistakes made every now and then and it got hard, but she was also allowed letters and phone calls from her dad, which helped. Just hearing him say how proud he was, or scold her for admitting to doing something he had taught her was enough to bring her back from a bad day.
Eventually, at eighteen and with friends by her side, Fae graduated with the grades she needed to get into college. Her aunt was begging for UCLA, but Fae had her heart set on New York. She felt stronger than she had done in a very long time and all the demons of her past had been locked away. She still struggled to realise when she had crossed a line and she still liked a bit of danger in her life, but she had a strong network of friends to call at any time who would understand what she was going through. So, she moved across the country and found a small little apartment.
Freshman year was tough, but bearable. She took her time, gradually building up to the bars and the parties and soon being around people who were drinking didn’t bother her. If a night left her feeling weak then she’d pick up the phone and talk to someone, but she never let herself slip. She loved her courses, kept up with the dancing and the gymnastics and even managed to find an Eskrima class in the city to return to, just so she could build back the last bit of confidence that had been stolen from her. She returned to the old rehab facility for the meet-ups and the talks, happy to see old faces there looking better than ever.
Fae is still very far from perfect and she’s still struggling to find out who she is and strike a balance between the girl she was raised to be and the girl she wants to be. These things come with time and she just hopes that she doesn’t offend too many people while she tries to figure that out. New York is a different place than what she’s used to and even after a year of living there it’s impossible to predict who she’ll meet or what will happen.
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
