Post by Joanna Maeve Singer on Nov 8, 2012 18:20:22 GMT -6
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joanna maeve singer
joanna maeve singer
 [style=font-family: times new roman; font-size: 20px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #2D2729; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;]P H Y S I C A L Hair Color: brown [/style]Eye Color: brown Height: 5'9" Weight: 128lbs Distinguishing Features: a date, in the heel of jo's left hand reads 14-2-02, a fairy on her right upper arm, a heart on her right hand, and a star on her left wrist. she wouldn't be opposed to getting more. her ears are pierced several times. Play By: alison mosshart General Overview: "my tattoos mean a lot to me, and so do my tacky golden leather boots. valentine's day, 2002 is day my grandmother died. we were pretty close, and i'll keep her in my heart forever. hands are an important part of the body. we do everything with our hands. that's why the day is on my hands, because she shared everything with me. her craft, recipes, life, everything. i want my hands to do the same things she did. i like to wear loose fitting clothes, things that are light and let a lot of air through. especially on stage, it's good to keep cool. cheetah print is a staple. i wear the same jeans three times a week. i have boots in every color. pink, gold, silver, black, orange, green, you name it, i have it. but the golden boots are my favorite. i also wear a lot of flannel and plaid pants. i don't bother with matching." | [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,220,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: #6F68B4;] [style=padding: 10px; text-align: justify; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: 11px; height: 425px; width: 220px; overflow: auto; color: #ffffff;]G E N E R A L |
Full Name: joanna maeve singer
Nicknames: jo, joey
Age: 29
Birthdate: october 10, 1956
Sexuality: homosexual
Job: icon bartender, actress
Group: reaper/natural causes
P E R S O N A L I T Y[/i]
Likes:
- theatre - jo was involved with plays and musicals and one-acts all through her middle school and high school life. she joined a small theatre group in new york when she was 18. her last role before she died was maria in west side story. her favorite plays and musicals is a pretty extensive list, but her top five are les miserables, gypsy, west side story, RENT, and little shop of horrors. she's glad she's able to keep up with more modern theater in new haven.
- animals - jo had a penchant for strays which drove her mother up the wall. she brought cats home constantly. at first, the woman fought with her daughter about it, but eventually allowed her to nurse the cats back to health and give them away to good, caring homes. her mother drew the line when jo started bringing home birds with broken wings, and squirrels with missing legs.
- skylines - there was something incredible at looking at city skylines. jo's room was covered in pictures of them. she often found herself wishing she was a photographer instead of an actress. then she might travel the world and take pictures of the city skylines.
- tacky boots and loose clothes - jo is a fashion disaster, and she knows it. she wears what she thinks is comfortable, though she does have an unhealthy attraction to sparkly gold boots and cheetah print. somehow, she manages to pull it off.
- makeup - and not just the kind she wears daily. jo loves special effects make up, stage make up, everything. being involved in theatre, she found it hard not to develop a passion for makeup as well. in high school, she was everyone's go-to for their stage makeup - especially if their role called for them to look like an ancient woman.
- artemis - jo hit artemis with her motorcycle shortly after arriving in new haven. luckily, artemis couldn't die, because this was new haven. he's been the same little white great dane puppy ever since she hit him. she nursed his broken leg, and the scratches in his sides. he looks as if the accident never even happens. the dog sleeps in her bed every night, and not at the foot of the bed, but stretched out with his head on the pillow next to her.
Dislikes:
- math - jo failed every math class she took in high school, and spent a good portion of her summers sitting at desks in school to make up her grades. she hated math. because she was terrible at simple equations, couldn't work calculators properly, and hated sitting in class in the summer, when everyone else got to play instead of working.
- peanut butter - jo hates things that stick to the roof of her mouth. peanut butter is one of those things. people always assume she has a nut allergy, but the reality is: jo loves peanuts. jo hates peanut butter. there's a big difference between the two. nuts don't stick to the roof of your mouth.
- baptists - it's not so much the baptists as it is organized religion. jo never had anything against people who merely practiced their religion, without forcing it down other people's throats. her parents, for instance. although a sunday school teacher and a preacher, the two never forced their views down her throat. they raised her into their religion, but when she strayed away, they allowed her to explore her own mind. they accepted her as she was. jo could respect that. but when people call her satan's spawn for being gay, she doesn't tolerate it.
- mornings - jo is not a morning person. there's a reason she works as a bartender. a late night job is perfect for a night owl.
- cold weather - jo doesn't like wearing coats and scarves. she likes to wear shorts and skirts and short sleeves and thin, loose clothing. winter calls for a closer fit, heavy coats, long sleeves, scarves, and hats. she also hates the way her face gets rosy in the cold, especially if it's windy.
- aggressive drunks - being a bartender, jo has to deal with all sorts of drunk people. whiny drunk people, horny drunk people, funny drunk people, people who drink to drown their sorrows, people who drink to celebrate, people who drink to drink, people who drink because their friends drink. she's seem the whole shabang. but she doesn't like the aggressive drunks. the ones who come in, down 9 bud lights, and get thrown out after starting a fight. they stress her out, especially if she's on duty when the fights break out.
- water beds - why would anyone want to sleep on a waterbed? what would you do if you popped it? what if you managed to drown in your bed? it baffled jo that anyone was able to fall asleep on beds like this, especially since they were incredibly uncomfortable.
Strengths:
- determination
- open-mindedness
- perceptive
- empathetic
Weaknesses:
- malleable
- easily tempted
- reckless
- moody
Fears:
- heights
- that she'll see her sister in new haven one day
- being rejected
General Description: "i love talking to people. that's why i'm a bartender. i'm just an extrovert. talking to people helps me unwind, helps me relax. and i love to perform. getting up in front of the class to give speeches never bothered me. i joined chorus in elementary school, and i loved getting solos. being on stage filled me with energy and excitement, and the more involved i got, the better i felt. but i believed everything people told me. i let myself trust everyone. it's hard to tell sometimes when you can and when you shouldn't open up to people. i guess it was one of those things i never learned. and i always fell into traps so easily, even ones i had set up. but i won't let that hold me back. one day, i'll break big. my theatre career didn't end when i graduated high school. and if i've got a second chance, it sure as hell didn't end when i died."
H I S T O R Y[/i]
Mother: mary anne singer | sunday school teacher | 62
Father: father richard declan singer | preacher | 62
Siblings: jaclyn singer | 25
Pets: a white great dane puppy named artemis
Other: n/a
Overview: "i was born and raised in georgia. i've even got the accent to prove it, despite my desperate attempts to rid myself of it. but hey, what're ya gonna do? my parents fit the bible belt stereotypes. my mother is a sunday school teacher and my father is a preacher. they raised me baptist, but when i saw the light of day, i started to form my own ideas about this organized religion. i stopped believing in god when i was thirteen years old, when i realized that god didn't love everyone, because i was gay, and god didn't love me.
when i was sixteen, i came out to my parents and my little sister. they were surprisingly accepting. they told me love was love, and it didn't matter whether i loved a boy or i loved a girl. they didn't care, so long as i was happy. this was uplifting, especially for the time period. i know now that people are much more accepting of homosexuality, even if there is still a long way to go. i felt like i could tell everyone. so i told my best friend. and she told the whole school. people weren't as accepting as my family was. now with the whole school against me, we decided to finally move. my mother had been bouncing the idea of moving to new york around in her head for a while. being a theatre geek, the prospect of living just a mere mile away from broadway was a dream come true.
when i turned 18, i left home to try to break big in new york. i wanted to be on broadway. i attended school full time and worked full time, but the stress was hard, and i wanted to feel good. it was a matter of months before i started relying on drug use. when i was nineteen, my tests for HIV came back positive. it spiraled out of my control quickly. by the time i was twenty-one, i had AIDS. i attended the support groups, and kept my friends close. i didn't have a lot of money, i knew this, so i had to enjoy what little time i had left. when i was twenty-nine, my immune system was too quick for my life to continue. i passed away in my sisters arms after spending two weeks in the hospital, barely clinging to life. and then i woke up in new haven. i didn't feel much better. i still get sick a lot. but life is easier here, and i'm glad to have some sort of a second chance. who knows? maybe i can break big here, too."
A B O U T Y O U[/i]
Your Name/Alias: gale
Age: 18
Time Zone: eastern
Other Characters: aj leighton park
Code Words: do i have to do this again?
Random Fact: i'm not a boobs man.
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DATE OF DEATH: FEBRUARY 1985
TABLE BY CALIFORNIA DREAMING @ CAUTION 2.0 EDITED BY ALICE.
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