Yvette Harolds

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CHARACTER BASICS ;

full name:Yvette Harolds
nicknames:Y-Girl,YY
age:16
date of birth:October 15
gender:Female
sexual orientation:Straight but if you pay her enough she'll turn bi.

WHAT DO THEY LOOK LIKE ;
pic:

height:5'3
weight:130"
eye color:Green
hair color:Red
other:No,she's too scared
general appearance:
Even for a prostitute like Yvette,she is beuitiful but in a strange way.If an animal,she would be a cat.Her beutifully shaped head holds an increadibly sharp brain.Her eyes are shaped like a cat and as greenish grey as an apple.Her eyebrows are long and curved,just like her black eyelashes.Her nose is not to long or short,but perfect.Her lips are plump,pink,and her teeth are nice and white.
Her hair is as red as,well,an apple.It curves around her oval shaped head then fall straight down,curving in some places.She stands at about 5'6 from head to tow.Her shoulder are nice and set back because she doesn't slouch.Her legs are long and slender,they are very athelic.
Her arms are also long,slender,athletic and flexible.Her hands are abit smaller than regular hands.Her fingers however are longer,slender and make it easy for her to do the piano.Her nails are long,shiny as diamonds,tough as rock,and sharp as razors.

LETS CHECK THEM OUT ;

parents:Mom,Dad
siblings:One little Sister named Florence
pets:N/A
family history:
Her mom,Ola Harolds was a serious drug attic who didn't work and just sat around and got layed and paid.Her mother had never gone to college so she was basically useless more or less.She had never bothered to take care of her two children.She has had too live in the Projects for almost all her life and doesn't really care about the fact that they're home gets robbed almost every week of the year.Yvette's father,Lawrence Harold was basically a drifter who would either only come home to sleep away a hard night at the bar,get some dinner made for him, or to molests his children Yvette and Florence.He is always openly and secretly cheating on his wife with another women who is at least thirty years younger than him.
personal history:
When Yvette was little and innocent,she used to love to play dress-up with her Malabue Barbies but now all she just considers them Barbie-Q.Yvette has had a very hard history to deal with.At the age of thirteen she became a prostite around her neighborhood with local perverts.She has been doing this "occupation" ever since.Being a prostitute is the only way that she can get enough money to support her little sister,her lazy sorry-of-an-excuse mother, and her horrible,runout,cheating father.She hasn't been able to attend school as often as usual,like her little sister.
Also,unfortunitly,at the age of 11,the stress got a hold of Yvette so much that she started getting into drugs and theft.Yvette has done it all with her gang,The Drops.She has done cigarretes to crack and other things.Her prefered brand of drink is beer and champange,mostly Budweiser because she can a afford it but if you leave Buehler laying around,she won't hesitate to steal it.For alot of the nights she has come home stoned or drunk.When she's drunk she's always either really happy and laughing,really mad and dangerous,or incredibly sad and crying about the sad life that she lives.His mother is also a druggie and drunk so some nights they get high together unfortunitly.



HOW THEY LANDED HERE ;

criminal record:Prostitution,gang relations,posesion of drugs,posesion of alchohol

crime history:
One day Yvette had been going about her usual business of prostitution by standing on the curb of one of the local streets when a guy pulled up and offered to pay her for her services.She agreed and hopped in.He took both of them to a local hotel and when they got into the room she fount that there were over seven bags of cocaan and merawana under the bed.There was also quite a few bottles of rum in the small refrigerator.She being not only a drug attic and a drinker,got high and drunk.
During the middle of their session, the police barged in on both Yvette and the unknown man.The police quickly arrested the man who turned out to be a convicted murderer from Michingan.The man was sent to life in prison and Yvette being a sixteen year old prostitute,druggie,and drunkerd was also having some problems with the police.They also arrested her and she got sent to New Yorks Juvenile Detention Center.
OTHER:N/A

sample role-play:
From another site--
Benny stepped defeatedly into the cruiser,or more like stumbled into the cruiser.He was bleeding in the forhead but other than that he only had afew minor cuts and bruises.As soon as the door slammed shut behind him,he moved to the side of the car and looked outside to see his friend and fellow gang member,Bobby Denver or Joke as they all called him,looking at him.Joke threw his arms up in the air,as if to say I can't help you.Benny glared at him and whirled around,facing away from him.

Benny was quite for a few minutes,watching the cleanup that was occuring outside.By now it seemed that the whole police,firefighter,and emergency help had arrived.It seemed that they were trying to remove the car from the pole.When they removed it though,the car's front fell off onto the ground with a loud bang!It didn't help that there was at least 50 bystanders and onlookers on the scene.He sighed and turned back towards the front of the car where he sat silently,waiting for the policeman to come and yell at him and also to think.

He wondered what would happen if he went to jail.Would Mia,Cassidy,or Kevin be able to go to school if there was no one to pay for them too?Would their mother finally get off her lazy butt and start working,or worse.Would Mia,the oldest child of 11 years old,after him, have to quit school in order to pay for their food and shelter?He shuddered at the thought of what the kids life would be without him.He couldn't beleive that he had been so stupid to have agreed to this dare.He sighed again in depression,at least the crack seemed to be wearing off...

Finally,after it seemed like forever,a fat round faced man with a bushy mustache waddled over to the crueiser and opened the door that Benny had been leaning on.Benny toppeled out of the cruesier,head first.He moaned,his head hurt and landing on it hadn't helped.He slowly got up,wiping the dust that he had gathered off his clothes."You 'ould 'ave.....er......"He lost his train of thought.He sighed and tried to take a step toward the police officer but fell over drunkenly...


secret word:

Eskimoe pie is the greatest!