Post by alandra on Dec 5, 2010 15:18:25 GMT -6
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Should I be truthful? Well, maybe I should be so I can get the job. My youngest brother was not the best of people, and I didn't know that until it was to late. I had perfect grades, perfect conduct, lots of friends, and played sports in my school. I was known as the 'popular girl' but I was not a bitch. My younger brother though, was not anything like me. I thought he was doing good in school. He had near perfect grades, lots of friends, and played football. If only I had paid attention, my brother would be alive. You see, my brother was hustling drugs and such, mostly crack and meth, but some other lesser drugs. Well, he had a dealing that went wrong and ended up dead in a alley. I lost my baby brother because I was to caught up in my own life to understand what was going on. So you see, Blackwood Academy is me trying to help others because I couldn't help my brother. It is a reminder of my failure in life, my inability to think about other's that cost me the only person I had left. So now I am trying to help those who are very much like my brother Damien, before they too end up in the mourge. I know this seems like what everyone else is saying, but you have to understand: Damien was my brother, my only family I had left, and I lost him because of my stupidity.
Well, let's get this straight here and now. I have been working security for a long time. Funny how a pretty girl like me would work a mans job, but don't count my out cause of my pretty looks. I am all muscle and attitude, not some wimpy girl. After the death of my brother, for my own safety, I began to learn ever sort of martial arts and fighting known to mankind. I jogged after school, building up my stamina and speed. Working out in a gym got my muscles stronger, and fighting in karate class boosted my reflexs. I did what I had to do to become stronger, to be able to defend myself. Yet not all my classes were physical. I began to learn how to shoot a gun, and use other weapons with deadly accuracy. In five years, I was good enough to apply for a low security job at the age twenty. I worked there for about two years, then noticed a add to come to Blackwood Academy. I joined at the age of twenty - Two, knowing that I finally could do something to ease the brutal pain of Damien's death. Don't count me out, cause I need this job. I need to be able to make sure that everything is ok...that I won't loose a student like I lost Damien. Funny to you, but my life to me.
What can I offer this school that makes me so different? My ability to not give up on these students. You see, some people will throw down their hats at the students when they get to hard headed or annoying to you, but really I won't stop trying. I am as hard-headed and stubborn as them, because I have faith in every student here. I need to see them do something with their life, to move foward and not fail like my brother and I did. Really, my determination is what I have to offer to help this school. Strong, loyal, and willing to do whatever is necessary to get these students to become something in life. Just because they are deliquents doesn't mean the world should give up on them. Everyone has a story, and I am willing to listen and help them out. I have a story, even if I wasn't the one caught doing anything, these deliquents are like family to me. Understand that I know what they are going through, and share empathy with their problems.
I think people see me as a determined young woman. Some might think me as one of those woman who only care about their hair, complextion, makeup and such. I usually has mud and dirt on me anyway, so people have to lessen up. People judge me without actually getting to know my true self, as a person who cares about no one and doesn't really take thi job seriously. How wrong they are, and they will change thier opinion of me as they find out I do what I have to protect these students, to protect myself, and protect those around me. I am not a silly girl as many may think, but a hard - working woman who does what she has to to get things done. Yeah, Yeah I am pretty, but so what? I was born that way, and truly don't care about my looks. That is why my hair is in a messy ponytail all the time,and I wear whatever. I bear my scar's proudly, even if people may think they are ugly. Remember, don't judge a book by it's cover. Espicially not a person like me, who always has a mask on her face hiding the very emotions I feel.
“Have you ever had any problems with the law? Why did you quit your last job?”
Seriously, I don't have a scratch against my record. I follow the rules and get thing's accomplished. The law has never found anything wrong with me, and I don't have a problem with them. I ride the speed limit, I don't try to steal, and never carry a weapon without a registration. I am as clean as a whistle, because if I wasn't, how could I help make things right about Damien? Alas, I quit my last job to come work here at Blackwood Academy. I want to make Damien's death right, so here is the place to be. I would have never quit in the first place had I not learned there was a opening here. See, I am not a quiter so don't brand me as so. If I earn this job, I am not leaving until I die or get fired. A injury? So what, these kids need me, and I need them.
Your name: Retribution
How you found us: Time of The Fallen
Code word in the Rules: -admin edit-
Play by: Katrina Kaif
ALANDRASIVIUSDISAVIA
[/size]“Why the Blackwood Academy for Delinquents? Why do you want to work with troubled youth?”
Should I be truthful? Well, maybe I should be so I can get the job. My youngest brother was not the best of people, and I didn't know that until it was to late. I had perfect grades, perfect conduct, lots of friends, and played sports in my school. I was known as the 'popular girl' but I was not a bitch. My younger brother though, was not anything like me. I thought he was doing good in school. He had near perfect grades, lots of friends, and played football. If only I had paid attention, my brother would be alive. You see, my brother was hustling drugs and such, mostly crack and meth, but some other lesser drugs. Well, he had a dealing that went wrong and ended up dead in a alley. I lost my baby brother because I was to caught up in my own life to understand what was going on. So you see, Blackwood Academy is me trying to help others because I couldn't help my brother. It is a reminder of my failure in life, my inability to think about other's that cost me the only person I had left. So now I am trying to help those who are very much like my brother Damien, before they too end up in the mourge. I know this seems like what everyone else is saying, but you have to understand: Damien was my brother, my only family I had left, and I lost him because of my stupidity.
“So you are applying for the Security opening here at the Blackwood Academy for Delinquents how long have you worked in that field? Why that job?..”
Well, let's get this straight here and now. I have been working security for a long time. Funny how a pretty girl like me would work a mans job, but don't count my out cause of my pretty looks. I am all muscle and attitude, not some wimpy girl. After the death of my brother, for my own safety, I began to learn ever sort of martial arts and fighting known to mankind. I jogged after school, building up my stamina and speed. Working out in a gym got my muscles stronger, and fighting in karate class boosted my reflexs. I did what I had to do to become stronger, to be able to defend myself. Yet not all my classes were physical. I began to learn how to shoot a gun, and use other weapons with deadly accuracy. In five years, I was good enough to apply for a low security job at the age twenty. I worked there for about two years, then noticed a add to come to Blackwood Academy. I joined at the age of twenty - Two, knowing that I finally could do something to ease the brutal pain of Damien's death. Don't count me out, cause I need this job. I need to be able to make sure that everything is ok...that I won't loose a student like I lost Damien. Funny to you, but my life to me.
“What can you offer the school?”
What can I offer this school that makes me so different? My ability to not give up on these students. You see, some people will throw down their hats at the students when they get to hard headed or annoying to you, but really I won't stop trying. I am as hard-headed and stubborn as them, because I have faith in every student here. I need to see them do something with their life, to move foward and not fail like my brother and I did. Really, my determination is what I have to offer to help this school. Strong, loyal, and willing to do whatever is necessary to get these students to become something in life. Just because they are deliquents doesn't mean the world should give up on them. Everyone has a story, and I am willing to listen and help them out. I have a story, even if I wasn't the one caught doing anything, these deliquents are like family to me. Understand that I know what they are going through, and share empathy with their problems.
“How do you think you present yourself to people?”
I think people see me as a determined young woman. Some might think me as one of those woman who only care about their hair, complextion, makeup and such. I usually has mud and dirt on me anyway, so people have to lessen up. People judge me without actually getting to know my true self, as a person who cares about no one and doesn't really take thi job seriously. How wrong they are, and they will change thier opinion of me as they find out I do what I have to protect these students, to protect myself, and protect those around me. I am not a silly girl as many may think, but a hard - working woman who does what she has to to get things done. Yeah, Yeah I am pretty, but so what? I was born that way, and truly don't care about my looks. That is why my hair is in a messy ponytail all the time,and I wear whatever. I bear my scar's proudly, even if people may think they are ugly. Remember, don't judge a book by it's cover. Espicially not a person like me, who always has a mask on her face hiding the very emotions I feel.
“Have you ever had any problems with the law? Why did you quit your last job?”
Seriously, I don't have a scratch against my record. I follow the rules and get thing's accomplished. The law has never found anything wrong with me, and I don't have a problem with them. I ride the speed limit, I don't try to steal, and never carry a weapon without a registration. I am as clean as a whistle, because if I wasn't, how could I help make things right about Damien? Alas, I quit my last job to come work here at Blackwood Academy. I want to make Damien's death right, so here is the place to be. I would have never quit in the first place had I not learned there was a opening here. See, I am not a quiter so don't brand me as so. If I earn this job, I am not leaving until I die or get fired. A injury? So what, these kids need me, and I need them.
Full name: Alandra Sivius DiSavia
D.O.B. and Age: July 6, 1988. 22
How long have you been a Security: Two years on a real job, but been training for five.
Years at Blackwood: None yet
Health Issues: None.
Other:
D.O.B. and Age: July 6, 1988. 22
How long have you been a Security: Two years on a real job, but been training for five.
Years at Blackwood: None yet
Health Issues: None.
Other:
- Piercings: Diamond studs in both ears. A small hoop earing at the top of her right ear.
- Tattoo: Dragon tattoo on her back, starting from the back of her nack, down to her hips. It is black and red. Celtic knots on her right bicep, black and thick.
- Scars: Long, jagged mark across her right side of her face. Starts from her temple, down her eye, across her mouth, and ends at her neck. Four deep gouge marks across her stomach, thin but long.
Your name: Retribution
How you found us: Time of The Fallen
Code word in the Rules: -admin edit-
Play by: Katrina Kaif