PADMA GRACELYN

[padma]

Padma Melissa Ortega-Gracelyn




SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world

HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Padma Swindle
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 17
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR 5 YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE NOPE
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS cheat and die;;!

IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground

[/b] Padma Melissa Ortega-Gracelyn
NICKNAMES: Paddy
AGE: Seventeen
GENDER: Female
RACE: Nymph
CLASS: D
PLAY BY: Rinoa from Final Fantasy 8[/size][/ul]

I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away

[/b] Dark purple, with spikes of darker purple protruding and sticking out from her pupil, arranged in icicle-like patterns. There are green and blue specks near the dark black rings around her light purple part of her iris. Her eyelashes may be dark, but they aren't very long at all. It a disappointing thing for a girl to have short eyelashes, so she wears mascara most of the time to make them seem longer. She doesn't have the money for fake eyelashes or the time. Her eyelashes, however, make her eyes pop. It's lovely how mesmerizing her eyes can be, no matter what she feels like. They twinkle in the moonlight, sunlight, or just about any kind of light. Dark purple isn't a common eye color, I have to admit.

HAIR: Padma has black-brown hair. It really just depends on how the light is hitting her hair what is the more dominant color. Some lights make it look more brown, but most make it look more black than brown. It is always silky soft, healthy as ever. She prides herself in her bangs, which she can wear in variety of ways. Sometimes she'll just pin them back with a few bobby pins and other times she'll just let them fall into place. She can brush them to the side, or pull them into her ponytail to get them out of the way completely. Her hair falls to about her shoulder blades, and loves to get caught under Paddy's underarms.

SKIN:Paddy isn't completely pale and has some actual color in her skin. Her skin has a pale color, but it's there. I promise she isn't an albino. There's a large blue spot on the small of her back, however. She doesn't take her shirt off too often, so it's not like anybody except maybe the rare occurrence of a lover.

BODY:Paddy is skinny, but not one of those complete twigs. Her legs aren't little twigs, and she can actually kick you without you thinking her leg will snap. She is NOT that girl who throws up every time she eats because she wants to control something in her life. Her body has no piercings, however. She would never abuse her body, as she sees it. It's just not like her.

UNUSUAL: She has no piercings. She does, however, have a long white scar up the side of her right leg, on her outer thigh. She got it from playing soccer and falling and landing in the gravel in a crumpled heap. She also has that light blue spot on her back where her nymph skin won't change back to her pale skin color. No one really sees either except for that rare lover.

OTHER FORM: Padma is a water nymph NOT a mermaid. This picture is not a mermaid. A nymph. Not a mermaid.


APPEARANCE: Padma has black-brown hair, more black than any other color mixed into her shoulder blade length silky hair. Her body is fun-size. Not tall at all. She's short if she's anything. She has no piercings, but has a blue spot on her back and a long white scar on her right thigh. She is average, mostly. Her purple eyes are her most mesmerizing feature, usually taking away people's breath if she actually tried to look into their eyes for one. She has an average body shape, but has a scar to prove even someone like her doesn't get it easy.

Her clothing picks are sometimes dull, but can be bright and exciting sometimes. She loves jean material, things with buttons, and long boots or shoes. She loves colorful laces and layered tops. If she isn't wearing her long boots that end at near the middle of her thighs. Her vests are usually made of denim or a dark silk-like material. She wears jackets with short sleeves and stitched in designs. She has long black gloves with white stitching holding it together. She paints her nails neon colors, and always wears shorts. Not short-shorts. Knee-shorts more to say. Her fingers are usually decorated with colorful designs from her own highlighters.


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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose

[/b]
[li]Lots Of Colors
[/li][li]Boys-- Oh Aren't They Just Gorgeous
[/li][li]Comedy Movies
[/li][li]Watery Areas
[/li][li]Things That Shine
DISLIKES:
[/li][li]Quiet, Small Places
[/li][li]Flashing Lights
[/li][li]The Smell Of Smoke
[/li][li]Popular Girls
[/li][li]Her Crushes' Girlfriends.
STRENGTHS:
[/li][li]Watery Areas, She Gains More Power
[/li][li]Healing, She's A Natural
[/li][li]Boys, She Makes Them Fall Left And Right
WEAKNESSES:
[/li][li]Earth Powers, They Just Drain Her
[/li][li]Metallic Objects, Too Bright Too Strong
[/li][li]Falling In Love, She's A Sucker
SECRETS:
[/li][li]She hates love so much.
[/li][li]Paddy tends to flick her wrist when she gets nervous
OVERALL:
[/li][li]Padma is an outgoing and fun girl, loving colors and loud music and having people love her. She's not popular or special. She's just Padma. And she hates to be in love. Paddy is very bubbly, always smiling and lighting up the room with her twinkling eyes and glowing expressions. She loves to make people happy. Laughing is what she does best. Paddy loves to make people smile and laugh, and she gets nervous very easily. She loves boys and water, especially since she's a nymph and her element is water. She has an impeccable knack for healing and fails utterly at everything when she's experiencing love. [/size][/li][/ul]

WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong

[/b] Martha Gracelyn; 47
FATHER: Hector Ortega; 46
SIBLINGS:
[li]Raymond Ryan Ortega-Gracelyn; 19
[/li][li]Leslie "Gritty" Ortega-Gracelyn; 13
[/li][li]David Kyle Ortega-Gracelyn; 3
OTHER PEOPLE:
[/li][li]Not Really Anyone.
HISTORY:
A monster. A disgrace. A creature oh disgust. She was a shunned little girl. People called her a parasite to the Ortega family name. Poor little Padma Melissa Ortega was just a normal little girl with a huge secret. She was the only one in her family who was a water nymph. Really she was the only one who was a nymph at all. She was mocked by the other kids because she was different. She would pray each night that the other kids would just forget that she was different and let her be one of their friends. She was a humble little girl, never complaining about anything. Even when her parents divorced, leaving Ray, Gritty, and Padma being thrown left and right between them. Padma had the hardest time with the divorce, finding it hard to believe there was something worth living for out in the world. It must've been impossible.

At the age of 13, Padma ran away from the divorced parents and stressed out siblings. She wanted a better life. One were she wasn't worrying twenty-four-seven on when and how she would get from Mama's house to Papa's house. This was too much for the little teenager. She had never been tall, and she could never raise her head very tall. Her confidence in everything had dropped, and her bubbly personality suddenly buried underneath the tears and grief of everything she had been through. Buried herself in the misery that had become to consume her. Then, she met Brandon Dunn. He turned her life around. He made Paddy feel important. He made her feel special and wanted. It was a feeling Paddy had longed for in years. Paddy had fallen head over heels for this boy, and would do about anything to have him as her own. This didn't last very long.

Brandon's heart belonged to another girl, simply snapping Paddy into two. She was heartbroken and promised herself to never fall in love again out of pure fear that she would screw up again and lose everyone and everything the made her happy. Padma was then shipped from her school to Akashibai Academy in search of helping the lost girl. She fit in for once, and wasn't teased or the odd one out. She was back to her bubbly and happy self, forgetting the aches and pains she still feels. She wants to belive there is something more. Is this what you call dreaming? It's a wish, more than likely. [/size][/li][/ul]

WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about

[/b]
[li]Single~~
RP SAMPLE: "Gritty," I whispered, leaning onto my heels, twisting my waist forward so I could hear my sister's muffled response better. I was staring into her cerulean blue eyes when I spoke again, finishing my sentence also in a whisper that barely escaped my lips, "Does it really matter what they think about us?" That was a false statement on my part. I cared what people said no matter how hard I tried not to. Gritty was staring at me, fighting for the words to say. I had taken my poor sister's words right out of her mouth, I suspected. I smiled, showing off my awkwardly shaped front two teeth. One would overlap the other, and it always bothered me when people mentioned it. No one was around except for Gritty and her bright blue eyes I had always wished for than my purple eyes. How could I ever be accepted with these ugly rocks placed where my eyes should've been.

"I-I'm not sure.."

I could barely hear Gritty at that point, and started to wonder if I had heard it at all. Maybe I was just imagining things and Gritty's response had been more... well..... Gritty-like. She would usually respond with a strong or witty response. Her soul was strong and fearless. I longed for a fearless soul like her's. I wasn't her, even though I tried my hardest to pretend I was fearless. I smiled at Gritty, telling her with my eyes that I didn't care what she said. She would always been my only and favorite little sister who made me feel like I belonged somewhere. My black-brown bangs were starting to droop into my eyes, blocking off the site of the once colorful and bubbly expression my eyes possessed. Gritty was pink in the face, and struggling for words. Had I made TOO much sense?

I sighed, leaning back against the cold metal wall, "You know, Grit, I really hate when we fight." That how all of this had started. We were fighting over who was the real lady of the family ever since Mom had gotten remarried over a year ago. It was only Me, Grit, and Ray who didn't see Mr. Alfred Rose as our Dad. He was still that annoying teacher at my school and Ray's old orchestra teacher. Mr. Rose scared me to death half the time, but Gritty didn't seem to mind him much. I minded him way more than him, and wished I had never introduced him to my Mother. Now they were married, and I would do anything to go back on it now. What's done is done. You can't change what has happened, even with the strongest wish a heart could ever feel.


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[KATSUMIKI]

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[TERRY]

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