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Lourdes Lorraine Harmon
“Oh, I can say that, my step-daddy‘s black.”



can you be seen there
behind the curtain

&__Name: melina
&__Age: 17
&__Contact: email
&__Role-play experience: 3 years
&__How did you find Palm Beach?: GATC
&__Other characters:none

I wanna be in the spotlight
I wanna be in the show

&__Full Name: Lourdes Lorraine Harmon
&__Nickname(s): Lord, Lori
&__Date of birth: November 17th
&__Age:19
&__Year: Sophomore
&__Pet: Three Goldfish (Marcio, Epiphanio & Billy-Rae
&__Preference:I don’t believe in labels
&__School: FAU
&__Major:Business/Management/ Photography

when will my reflexion show
who I am inside

&__Hair:
&__Eyes: green
&__Skin: Caucasian?
&__Height: 5’7
&__Build: Slender
&__Play-By Autumn Reeser

beauty
is in the eye of the beholder

&__Likes:
Animals
Flowers (Lillies)
Italian Food
Cheesy Lifetime Movies
Rain
Fall
Technology
Science
Weddings
Family
&__Dislikes:
Horror Movies
Blood
Medicine
Long lines
Annoying People
Funerals
Pimples
Children
&__Fears:
Being a young mother like her own mom
Death
&__Secrets:
There is a rumor that she is pregnant!!
&__Goals:
To one day become a successful wedding planner!

&__Personality:

Lourdes has a strange personality, but not strange into thinking she talks to herself and her imaginary friend. She is the type of strange that is undefined. She likes to have fun with her close friends, but she really isn’t an open person. Her trust is hard to earn. The only people that really own her trust is her mother, and hell, sometimes she doesn’t deserve it. But her loyalty to family in unconditional.

Unfortunately, Tori-Leslie did not inherit the bitch gene from her mother, but an also annoying and not as appealing synonym called the smartass gene. She has a tendency to be sickeningly smart at the completely wrong moments, which many people find as an annoyance. The redeeming part of this smart-assness would be her ability to come back from any situation with quick wit. That was a trait she learned from her father, who said no matter what ANYONE thinks of you, as long as you have a good comeback, you can defeat any problem. And she lived by that saying, which made her extremely approachable.

Her flaw would be her insecurity in her own skin. That makes trying to understand her a lot more complicated that usual. But she wasn’t that way all the time. When she was alone with her thoughts, the Lourdes that she knew came back. She would have all this emotion. She would cry and laugh at different things. Even if they weren’t funny. Some would define it as crazy….but crazy justifies not knowing what you were doing. She knew what she was doing. She knew she was destroying herself. And she couldn’t get enough.
She was a smiler. Ever since she was born she smiled. She never cried, but she always had this goofy smile across her face when she wanted something. That was what made her approachable. Many people took it as being a nice person, but her light was habitual. She never even meant it sometimes, it just happened. Which was dangerous in many circles, which made it hard for her to make friends. That was probably why she didn’t have many friends, which lead her to change the way she thought of things.

everyone has to grow up
and leave the nest

&__Parents:
Destiny-Chantal Hannah Ashby-Harmon (mother)
Earl Westin Quinten (Biological father)
Jamal Lamonte Harmon (Step-father)
&__Siblings:
Vivica-Janelle Cadence Harmon (different father)
Luke Eustice Anderson III (different father)
Andrew Francis Quinten (different mother, son from unknown father)

&__Extra Information:
Jamal is obviously African American and her sister, Wendy, is mixed. Luke is the eldest son from a previous relationship and Lourdes is the middle child. She does not know Andrew.

&__Personal History:
The trials and tribulations of Ms. Destiny-Chantal Ashby started long before Lourdes was even a twinkle in her mother yellow-green contact eyes. Destiny was the daughter of Morgan Wright-Ashby, a single mother from Dalton, Florida. Dalton was basically a hick town that got put on the map for the best non-carding strip club south of Tallahassee. Destiny started on her own destiny when she was just at the bright age of 15 years old. At this time, she had fallen in love with a cashier at the Piggly Wiggly named Luke Anderson II. Luke was a strapping young lad who had everything coming toward him. He wasn’t rich, but his uncle did work at the local community college which scored him a spot in the next accepting class. This stroke of luck and status made him a God in Destiny-Chantal’s eyes, locking her eyes on the prize and never giving up. They sparked a relationship with each other, which lasted all but four months, but left Destiny-Chantal three weeks pregnant. Three days after her 16th birthday, she gave birth to her son, Luke Eustice Anderson III, but Luke was nowhere to be found, maybe it was because when she was 15, Luke was about 23, so when she did give birth, he was off to start a whole new life in Miami, with his degree in business and an idea for a new club in the works.

Alone and heartbroken, Destiny-Chantal trudged along, with an unwanted baby at her hip, ruining her chances of becoming the annorexic model she had strived to be. So the only claim to fame that was left was the strip club, Lucky’s, where she would become a Dalton phenomenon. When she was 18, she dropped out of high-school, since she had already been kept back twice, and began working at Lucky’s, getting close to the owner, Earl Quinten. By comparison of all the men in town, he was the richest, since every other man came into the bar and paid to see his women. She soon became entangled with him, keeping her trend of older men, since she was now 19 and he was 47. At the age of 20, already with a 4 year old, she gave birth to a little girl, Lourdes Lorraine Quinten, who she welcomed into this world, believing that she was set for life under the semi-riches of Earl, putting the strip club in Destiny-Chantal‘s name. Well, turns out that little old Earl was doing some dirty drug business involving Lucky’s, which caused a nasty drug raid to happen and since the club was in her name, Destiny-Chantal got all the blame and went to jail to do the time, leaving 6 year old Luke and 2 year old Lourdes in the care of their grandmother Morgan. While their mother was “visiting the farm”, the two young children basically grew up in a trailer with their grandmother, who owned a hair salon that she ran out of the kitchen of the trailer, which brought barely enough income to support them. They visited their mother every couple of months, but barely enough to grow a real relationship with her. The government helped them out with school, which Lourdes excelled in greatly as her older brother did an “average” job.
While Lourdes was in 4th(9) grade (her brother in 8th(13)), their mother was released from prison after serving only 9 years in jail, only to come back with a new boyfriend.
Destiny-Chantal, now 29 years old, fell in love with 23 year old Jamal Harmon, a security guard at the prison. He quit his job when Destiny-Chantal was released and followed her all the way out to Dalton, getting a job as a night guard at the nearby shopping plaza. For the first time, Destiny-Chantal did settle down with this man, marrying him at the age of 30 and three months later, giving birth to their first child together, her third, Vivica-Janelle Harmon. Upon marrying her, Jamal legally adopted her daughter Lourdes, who was now 11, but Luke refused, wanting to keep his own last name, not wanting to be represented by “some African she found in jail.” Jamal took no offense to this, letting Luke do as he pleased, but taking care of Lourdes as if she was his own daughter, just like Vivica-Janelle.
I bet most are wondering how Lourdes got into FAU, well, a scholorship of course. No matter what was going on in her come life, Lourdes still did perfectly in school. Well enough to actually skip the tenth grade and graduate fresh at the age of 17. She still did hide her roots though, because of the class of people that she was now around. No one knew that her father was some big drug dealer who set her mother up, or that her brother was the manager of the Fill & Fix Auto Shop in Dalton, Florida, or even that her step dad was a black man. She wasn’t ashamed of there things, she just kept them to herself, because as her mother said when she was younger, “The only person she should trust is herself.” And the fact that her mother never married until to she older and only in town hall, made her obsessed with big weddings. She had always een them on TV and hoped that one day she would get one of her own. So until she found that perfect person, she would help others create theirs, getting ideas from everything. That is why she wants to become a wedding planner.

every fairytale has
a happily ever after.

&__Anything Else: nope!
&__Rp Sample:(2 paragraphs can be from somewhere else.)
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The loud clamor of pots clanging and the hot feeling of the kitchen in Cinzetti’s was a distant memory. All Jay had in front of him was nothing. Only one of the three ovens were heated up, which was basically wasting gas. The sink was spotless, longing for one dirty dish to join it’s company. The room was actually room temperature, pushing the brink of moderately cool. Jay sat there, on a stool awkwardly perched against his personal butcher’s block. The only time jay sat next to the butcher’s block was when he was frustrated, which he wasn’t. In fact, for the first time in many days, Jay was completely sober, which did give him a slight headache, but it was actually refreshing.

It was that time in the restaurant after lunch and just before dinner. For some reason, it was a slow day. The town’s most popular restaurant having a slow day? Impossible. But today was one of those odd days where there was no real effort being put into the running of the restaurant. Since 10:00 a.m. that morning, until 6:15 p.m., there had been only four customers. Jay looked out the window of the kitchen into the dining room. Only four of the seven waiters and waitresses had shown up that day and two of them had already left. This had all the makings of an empty and hopeless day. There was nothing else to do. He walked over to the oven and turned it off and plopped back onto the stool. He had already washed the dishes twice. The dishwasher had washed them first, then left around 1:00p.m., figuring he was no longer needed. The second time was just to go over the spots that the dishwasher might have left off. (The person who washes dishes, not a mechanical dishwasher) The third time was mainly because he was dying of boredom and he had nothing else to do, watch dishes.


He’d ran to the store to restock the fridge of different essentials that the restaurant probably would need. He had gone out to the point where he had bought more than the place needed and by this time, if anyone came for dinner, they would get twice the serving that they paid for. He’d cleaned the kitchen from ceiling vent to under the refrigerator. Ever errand that had to be run, he’d ran. Cinzetti’s was set for the next three months and it was all because of a slow day. These were the moments that Jay wished he’d had some alcohol. In fact, he was right next to a room that had a whole inventory of wine. But wine wasn’t his calling. It was too regal and sophisticated. It was okay to drink wine. He wanted something that was a little riskier. But unfortunately, risk was located across the dining room at the bar and he wasn’t allowed to indulge himself until closing time. Which was whatever the manager decided it was. He reached over the cabinet and pulled out a wine glass. He walked over to the wine cabinet and browsed the gallery. Snoqualmie chardonnay, a full bodied white whine from Washington, but not his taste. He needed something European. He searched the red wines, cave de rasteau 'tradition' cotes du Rhone, a French wine, very good. Seemed strong. He poured it into his wine glass and rested against the counter of the window to the dining room. He took a sip. Bold, but smooth.

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