MIRANDA, lola ashley

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F U L L N A M E ,
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LAURETTA ASHLEY MIRANDA

N I C K N A M E S,
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Lola

A G E ,
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twenty-one, Dec. 12th

G E N D E R ,
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female

S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N ,
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heterosexual

T O W N I E / F A C U L T Y / S T U D E N T ,
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student

R E S I D E N T I A L C O L L E G E ,
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berkely

J O B ,
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dance coach to children

Y E A R ,
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senior

H O M E T O W N ,
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vancouver, canada

L I K E S ,
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Theatre; dance; singing; friends; sex, rum, tequila, parties; comedy flicks; romance novels; attention, the spotlight; shopping- style over comfort; snowy days, wintertime; humorous people; people that call her Lola

D I S L I K E S ,
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Her full name, Lauretta; commitment in relationships; the taste of vodka; annoying, clingy people; people who steal the spotlight away from her; summertime; horror movies; secrets; heavy makeup; too much romance; people better than herself; her parents who are constantly trying to convince her a life in Theatre isn’t good for her.

S E C R E T S ,
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Lola is very nice until you get in her way. If she wants something, she will do anything in and out of her power to get it. She’s not afraid of stepping on other people’s toes, but she doesn’t want anyone to know she’s very twofaced at times.
Lola loves attention. She practically craves it. Regarding the first secret, if Lola backstabs one of her friends to get what she wants, she’ll do it subtly and in a way that it doesn’t look like she’s done anything wrong to other people. She puts on a sweet mask so people will like her. It bothers her when someone dislikes her- someone who she doesn’t want disliking her anyway.

F E A R S ,
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Lola is afraid she’ll never find love- commitment is a nono now, but she wants to get married eventually. She’s afraid of not having anybody to love her.
The lack of commitment isn’t because she doesn’t want to get in a serious relationship- it’s more because she can’t. She’ll get bored of whatever relationship she’s in, then there will be a nasty breakup, Lola’s so sick of all that. She’s afraid something’s wrong with her- what if she’ll never learn to settle down? She’s afraid of being lonely one day, and growing old alone.

G O A L S ,
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To become a famous actress- to show her parents they are wrong- she can be successful in this path.
To succeed in life, or, for now, college.

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S ,
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Outgoing; fun; charismatic; open; natural leader; ambitious
The exterior- loving; kind; sweet
The interior- coldhearted bitch to the people she doesn’t like; wants to be the best; fearful of being lonely

F A M I L Y ,
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father- Andrew Jason Miranda, 54, business
mother- Dana Kelly Miranda, 47, housewife

B E H I N D T H E F A C E ,
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oh hello. my name's CAT and i've been role-playing for SEVEN years. LOLA looks a lot like WILLA HOLLAND and is amongst ONE other characters i play, and i found this site through ADVERTISEMENT ON PROBOARDS

R P E X A M P L E ,
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Why is this place so damn messy?

Alan didn’t know how this happened. It seemed like yesterday he cleaned his apartment up.. in fact, it probably was just yesterday. But as Alan walked out of his bedroom in his apartment that day, he realized that it was pretty much the synonym of a pigsty.

Well, maybe it wasn’t that bad..

He frowned, picking up this jeans from the couch. He searched in the back pockets and yup, there was the gas money he was supposed to have spent for last Friday. He wore the wrong pants that day, and unfortunately had to pay by credit card. Alan sighed, shaking his head, and put away the money in the pockets of his current baggy jeans. Well, they all look the same..

What time was it anyway? He seriously needed to get his shit together. All he knew was he didn’t have work today. Oh well. Alan walked to the fridge and took out a pretty edible-looking sandwich and a coke. He leaned against the counter and started to eat. Huh, it was Subway. Alan glanced at the clock to find that the digital clock on his microwave was a flashing “00:00”. The must have been power outage or something overnight. Great.

You seriously need to get your shit together. Alan scolded himself. Life is confusing. And it’s so easy to just.. get lost.

And did Bailey say she was going to come over today?

Ah, Bails. That name put a smile on Alan’s face. It’s been a couple of days since they actually hung out or went on a date. They talked on the phone last night, but it’s been a while since he’s actually seen her. Alan wondered what she was doing..

He finished up his.. breakfast? Lunch? ..Meal of the Subway sandwich and pop with Bailey in his mind. She was so amazing. Alan’s pretty sure he has never felt anything like the way he feels for Bails. It’s been just over a year now, and going pretty well. Alan went to take a shower, and couldn’t help but to remember his last sexcapade with Bailey. Well, so much for getting clean.

Alan was never one for long showers. Or very hot ones, either. He never got the ‘relazing’ part of baths. As Chandler Bing said in an episode of Friends before he gave in to it, “stewing around in your own filth” isn’t quite appealing. Alan was out of there probably within five minutes after shampooing his hair. He rapped a towel around his waist and went over the sink to shave the hair that had grown on his chin off. It was so tedious, shaving. He wished it would just stop growing. In the process of shaving, Alan heard someone knocking at his door. He frowned. He wasn’t expecting anyone today…

He then heard Bailey’s voice, and grinned. He was pretty much done with shaving anyway. “Coming!” Alan called to the general direction of the door, and quickly washed off the remainders of the shaving cream. He then rushed to the door, and opened it, grinning, and completely forgotten about the fact that he is not dressed. Whatever, it’s Bailey. She’s seen him in less clothing than a towel anyway.

“Hey!” Alan opened his arms for a hug, grinning. “What’s up?”

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