Post by VAYNA RIGUEZOA on Mar 22, 2012 14:51:50 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #131313;,true][cs=2] VAYNA FAITH RIGUEZOA  | |
| [atrb=width,200] nickname fay, faith birthday 21/5/1989 place of birth curitiba, brazil gender female | [atrb=width,200] sexuality heterosexual nationality brazilian membergroup transplant play by megan fox |
| [cs=2] likes: animals • partying • flirting • laughing • humor • her camera • dancing • high heels • kissing in the rain • luxury • people • alcohol, at times • fall/summer • sweet things • dislikes: being misjudged or ignored • dependence • people who tell her how to act • bonding • betrayal • loud people • arrogance • winter • naivety/foolishness personality: Vayna is a mysterious woman, but also very impulsive and spontaneous. She comes across as rude, sometimes and she usually speaks before she thinks - one of the reasons that people call her a bitch. That could be because she doesn't take bullshit from anyone, Vayna has a fiery temper which doesn't extinguish easily. This means she's pretty irascible, doesn't back off that easily and isn't afraid to get her hands dirty. Although she acts a little bit rude and distant from strangers, she is very protective and loyal towards her friends. This woman can also be very serious when engaged in a conversation - this could be one of those moments where her mysterious and seductive side shows itself. She's not your typical girl and refuses to play by the rules. Vayna has a fear for bonding with people, and that's why none of her relationships lasted longer than a few months. family: - rosalie riguezoa - 47 - mother - waitress - niece - jacelynn riguezoa - 22 - waitress history: Vayna grew up in a criminal little village. Filled with gangs ruling the streets, her brother dealing at young age and her mother working as a prostitute to care for her children. Her father had left them and until now, Vayna doesn't feel the need to contact him. His whereabouts are unknown, and she doesn't even want to think about these facts. Her brother lives with their father, and therefore she doesn't want to have anything to do with him anymore. They used to have a close bond, but because of this she broke the contact. Vayna had gotten herself into the criminal life of her village, too. For a long time she used drugs, drank too much alcohol and dated the wrong guys. The type of men that caused her to have trust issues later, and the type of men that had broken her down mentally and physically. She was the victim of mental and physical abuse, but finally managed to find her way back to a safe place, called home, again. Along with her niece, she went to the bigger city of New York, hoping for a career in modeling. Vayna was fortunate enough for having been contacted by modeling agencies and is now in the modeling business - her niece working as a waitress now. They still live together and have a close bond, as they grew up together and went through the same things. Vayna is still hoping to get her mother here, so that she can get her role model, and beloved mother, close to her again lavender - 15 - 4 years of RPing experience Faith pushed the thoughts away, she shouldn't focus on this right now. She saw one of the bartenders glancing at her every once in a while, and she decided to play along. Giving him a smile in return as his eyes met her gaze again. He was attractive, and something in his attitude made Faith guess that he knew he had the looks. Similar to Faith's attitude. A soft, almost inaudible laugh rolled of off her lips while she averted her gaze from the man. Shaking her head slightly, while her brown hair danced along around her shoulders, the woman let her eyes scan the streets again. Faith visited The Bronx pretty often, as her niece loved to be here. She had no idea what fascinated Jacelynn, perhaps The Bronx was much like the city where they had spent their younger years. And that was exactly the reason why Faith chose to live in Manhattan - exactly the opposite of the little village near Curitiba. She saw the same guy taking seat at another table, drinking his soda as he closed his eyes. Faith could always socialize a bit with the bartenders of their rivaling bars, couldn't she? "That martini tasted heavenly," she spoke, giving him a wink. Faith's green eyes observed him for a second, and averted her gaze again. It was quite crowded in the streets. People returning from work, starting their long night out or going out for a dinner with friends. The sun rays still stroked her back despite the fact it was around 5 pm, and she loved the feeling. FLEMING @ CAUTION 2.0 |
