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Charlotte @charmander
a ballerina may look fragile, but she's stronger than you think.

Charlotte
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Just a small town girl, with some big city dreams.


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Ryder McQuiellen // flirtationship - It started when Ryder comes to Charlotte's rehearsal to take pictures for the school paper. Conversation ensues between them when Charlotte toes around getting some prints to add to her portfolio.

Ava Mitchell // friendship - When a routine walk home turns into a living nightmare, Charlotte finds herself in the protection of the NYPD for the night, trying to find answers.

A.J Mulheim // undecided - After a long and exhausting rehearsal, Charlotte is only trying to survive the day when A.J walks into Morning Star Cafe. It is still in the air whether the two will become friends or foes.

Christi Nelson // friendship - Trying to grasp at an opportunity, Charlotte lands an interview to for an internship at the Met. With a fear of running late, she finds herself bumping into Christi.

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story of life

It was a cold and snowy night when Charlotte Simmons was born. Immediately she with hardships. When her mother was six months pregnant, Charlotte's father walked away. Her mother made the bold choice of raising her alone, and maybe that was the best thing she could have done. Together the pair lived in New Castle, Deleware. A small, country town where life was slow; it seemed everyone knew everyone. From the moment she was able to walk and run, Charlotte's mother knew that she needed to put her energy into something.

The first option was gymnastics. Charlotte attended three full classes before she made it clear to her mother that she wasn't a fan. The next immediate step was dance. There was no doubt it was the correct step. Immediately Charlotte fell in love with the idea of ballet. The classes were a little more expensive than her mother would want to spend on a hobby, but even she could see the sheer joy in her daughter and made the right choice. As time went on, Charlotte was constantly at the top of her class.

One of the hardest parts of growing up for Charlotte was the fact that all of her friends started school a year ahead of her because she was a December baby; her birthdate was after the cut-off date. Dance class was her social hour, and on her bad days, those hours were what kept Charlotte sane and happy. She needed happiness as she entered high school and her future began to loom over her. She knew what she wanted to do; Charlotte just didn't know how she was going to make it happen. The only thing she could do was throw herself more into her studies, as well as her dance.

While most of the students in her class were applying to multiple colleges, Charlotte had only one on her mind, Julliard. The only issue came down to the cost of the tuition. Her mother could not foot the money for the art school. Her only hope was the annual scholarship award. As graduation grew closer and closer, she anxiously waited by the mailbox just waiting for the acceptance letter to come through to her. It felt like a lifetime had passed when finally she opened the small metal flap and saw the big envelope inside.

Somehow she had won the full scholarship award out of all the other applicants. At the age of twenty, she would be attending the school of her dreams to follow her dreams. She was trading the sparkling night stars of the country for the twinkling lights of the city. To say she was excited was an understatement. A full-ride meant she'd only have to cover her expenses. Before she even got to Julliard, she was scoping out jobs. Quickly she landed a waitressing job in an upscale cafe. The best adventure of her life was about to start.

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Ryder

Feb 2nd 2021 - 10:52 PM


Ryder glanced over at her and seen her smile, his heart raced a little bit. He thought her smile was amazing, the most beautiful smile he'd ever seen. Though he was too shy to say anything or compliment her on it. He had seen the guys talk to girls and compliment them, it always seemed so easy to them. But when Ryder would try, he turned into a bumbling bloke and usually end up embarrassing himself. "Filters are nice, but I prefer natural beauty. Know how to angle the camera and you can get an amazing shot." He said as he raised his camera and took a quick picture of her after he messed with the settings for a moment. "Sorry about that. I like to do visuals." He blushed a little bit more then bit his bottom lip. Ryder raised an eyebrow when she said give him her number, this was a first for him. A girl offering him her number. "Uhh, yeah sure. I'll be working on these some tonight. I'll show them to you tomorrow." He responded in almost a whisper, his nerves really getting the best of him. 

As he listened to her talk about how she zones out when she dances and has tunnel vision. "I know that feeling. When I take pictures I tend to do that, but I really zone out when I am doing my music. I put every raw emotion into my music." He said as he was starting to calm down and get more comfortable around her. "I could see that you were lost in the moment of your dancing. So graceful and flawless. You make it look so easy. Don't get me wrong I know it's hard work, same with music, but some people are just naturals at things. My mum says I am with music, I can play by ear. Let me hear a song a few times and I can play it. Guitar, piano, bass, and started to learn drums." He began to ramble, he was sure that she didn't care about his music. Though he would secretly love to have her dance to one of his piano pieces. Though he was too nervous and shy to ask her, then again they just met, so that would be awkward. 

He nodded as she tole him where she worked, "I've been there a few times. I don't remember you being there. You were probably either not there yet or on break or something. I usually would just run in and get my order and leave. Probably missed each other." He said as he mentally faceplamed himself for what he said. "I'll meet you there after classes tomorrow. That work for you?" He asked as he smiled slightly down at her. When he heard her turn down his offer to take the photos of her during a private shoot, his smile dropped a little. He heard her say she couldn't afford a private photoshoot. "Oh.. No.. no. I didn't mean for it sound like a job where you pay me. I meant I would do it for free. I just ask that I can use a few of the pictures for my portfolio for photography class. I really don't mind doing it for you. I enjoy photography so it's not a problem, really. I'd love to do it for you." He said as he hoped she would change her mind. He gave her the puppy dog eyes that he gives his mother when he wanted something. "It'll be fun and you need it. I promise I will be a perfect gentleman." 
 
Ryder

Dec 15th 2020 - 10:13 PM


Ryder could feel his cheeks starting to turn a shade of pink, he always tried to avoid being in close proximity to a pretty girl. Not that he didn't like pretty girls, it was just that he was very shy and always thought the worst of himself and that a girl wouldn't find him attractive. Just normal socially akward thoughts. "Sometimes the cellphone cameras aren't that great, unless you know how to use the filters and all the special bells and whistles that come on it." He said in a low quiet voice, a little bit clearer than before.  "I should know how the pictures turned out by tomorrow afternoon since I have to have the photos turned in to the paper's editor by five tomorrow."  

His eyes widened a little bit when she said she would love to see the shots of her if he had any. "I umm I got quite a few of you actually. You were the one that was basically ignoring the camera and not trying to make it look fake. The other dancers  they were trying to hard and it just looked stiff and unnatural. I know it will show in the pictures."  He said truthfully as he smiled slightly. "You're a natural at this ballet thing, perfect form. Just really graceful the whole time, like you were lost in the moment." 

Ryder smiled a little bit more when she introduced herself and apologized for pouncing on him with questions before she did tell him who she was. "Nice to meet you Charlotte. I'm Ryder. And it's alright. if you really want to see the photos, we can meet at one of the local cafes and go through the pictures. If none of them are to your liking, we can go out and do a private photoshoot somewhere to get the shots you want." He couldn't believe he said that, and he hoped that she didn't find him to be a creeper or something. 
 
AJ

Nov 30th 2020 - 2:20 AM


Hmm, maybe you should so you can set up the place you work at for us?
James William Hearst

Nov 28th 2020 - 5:58 PM


Hey Charlotte. I am sorry it is taking me this long to respond. If you are still looking for connections I am game to roleplay and connect. Let me know if you have something in mind!
Autumn

Nov 27th 2020 - 10:36 PM


Hi Charlotte,

I am sorry for the late reply. It's been a hectic week. But, I would love to connect. Are there any specific roles or storylines you are interested in? 
About her:
Autumn Renee Quinn is a debutante socialite and seasonal lifeguard, born in Honolulu, Oahu, Hawaii. She is one-fourth Samoan from her father’s side and half Irish from her mother’s side. Some considered her to have only child syndrome: a myth that claims children without siblings are lonely, selfish, spoiled, impatient and maladjusted. They, however, were the minority, as most believed she was nothing like that, and instead found her to be a well-adjusted, brave, and selfless individual.  Autumn finds it rewarding to work with various community programs from Coney Island to help protect the beach and history of the place. Most summers you can find her at the Hamptons working and attending social events. Though currently single, she is dating. Autumn really isn’t looking for a relationship or anything serious …unless it helps her climb the social ladder. She also can be very mean girl too, if you are interested in a more frenemy kind of storyline. Let me know, I am open to any ideas or suggestions!
Nat

Nov 27th 2020 - 4:59 PM


*Nat was sleeping peacefully until her alarm started screeching at the ungodly hour of 4:00 AM. She reluctantly opened her eyes but didn’t move from her perfectly comfortable spot until eventually the alarm won and she shut it off. She lingered for a few more minutes even after she tossed her covers off. Finally pulling herself out of bed she she groaned and stretched, waking up was the worst part of her day but it was a very full day and the cafe wouldn’t open it’s self. After showering she dressed quickly and pulled her loose strawberry blond waved into a messy bun, a few stray locks fell and framed her face angelically.  She yawned as she plunked down the stairs to the the main area of the cafe smiling softly at Mr Gutman before joining him behind the counter to get to work. Just another mundane day with nothing to look forward to except rehearsals later. Once everything was in its place Nat unlocked the doors and let the regular early morning patients into the cafe, none of them offered even a friendly smile to her but then again what was there to really smile about at 5:30 in the morning. She moved around them and headed to the espresso bar and began making drinks still not really awake. She was a competent barista so even half asleep she made the best lattes in Manhattan.

The morning moved on and soon the sun was up and the customers becomes more friendly. The regular barista relieved Nat at the bar and she went to take her break. She went outside taking a deep breath of fresh air and closing her eyes as the sun warmed her face. She sat at one of the outdoor tables watching the people come and go, all self absorbed and not paying her too much attention. When it was time to go back in she sighed wondering if this was all her life would ever be.  She went back

The Manhattan was technically still closed as the management scrambled to fill the posotition Mr Hammerstein's tragic death, something many of her friends were struggling with as he had been in their social circle even though Nat wasn't as sad to see him gone as he got his kicks tormenting her about every little thing.  But the Prima Ballerina, Meggie Giry, had pressured the people in charge to open the rehearsal studios so the ballet corps could get back into shape and won.  She sauntered into rehearsal with a dreamy look on her face and smiled when she saw her best friend and hugged Meggie tightly, she didin't begrudge her position over Nat as Prima, infact she enjoyed her friends success and was proud of her for juggling the demands of the position as well as a thriving mideling career.  But Nat did long for a chance to get out of the background and dance as a soloist.  Calvin had played favorites and Nat wasn't one of them but now with him gone there would be a real chance for her to break through. 

She poured every ounce of herself into rehearsal and felt exhausted but satisfied by the end.  When she returned to the Gutman's Cafe she learned that the closing Barista had called in sick and smiled as she said she would of course cover for her.  The Gutmans had taken in Nat on the day she arrived to New York off a bus from Nowhere, Iowa.  They had given her a job and the appartment above the cafe, the pair had become the mother and father she never had and she would pay them back in anyway she could.  She changed and came immediately back down stairs and put on the apron she had abandoned only a few hours ago.  She helped Mrs. Gutman pull a fresh tray of muffins out of the oven, the hot smell pf pumpkin and craberry wafting over over the cafe as she brought them onto the main floor and set them down to cool on the counter behind her.  She noticed Charlotte waiting to be served and hurried to the register, tucking the a stubborn wisp of hair behind her ear that immediatedly escaped and fell across her face.  She spoke in an apologetic tone as she looked Charlotte in with eye with her soft blue hues.* "I'm sorry, I hope you weren't waiting long... What can I get for you?"
AJ

Nov 24th 2020 - 1:38 PM


Cool, not necessarily. We can go with the flow and see where it takes us?
AJ

Nov 20th 2020 - 2:23 PM


Hello Charlotte,

I hope all is well. I received your comment and I am willing to work a storyline for us. Perhaps we can meet at the cafe you work at?
Ryder

Nov 15th 2020 - 11:58 PM


Ryder tried to focus on a few of the other dancers, but they were making it hard for him to want to take pictures of them. Most them were too worried about how their hair was or that their outfit was perfect. He found it odd because it didn't look right through his lens. They didn't look like ballet dancers, they looked more like models pretending to be ballerinas. All but one, the one he kept going back too. She didn't seem to care about her hair or if her tutu was straight, she just went with it. He found her movements to be graceful, as if she was putting her heart and soul into her dancing. About he did with his music and all things he was interested in.  

He decided that he was going to try something that he hadn't done before. Stopping briefly for a few minutes, he went back to his bag and pulled out a tripod and set it up to where it would get most of the stage. Going back into his bag, he grabbed his other camera and attached it to the tripod. Ryder made sure it looked right and was in focus before he set the timer and left it alone to get other shots that he couldn't. Brining his camera up to his face he began taking pictures again, He found himself going back to the pretty brunette that he couldn't seem to stop taking pictures of. Figuring he could get some pictures of the other dancers from the tripod and he could do his cropping and editing magic to make it look like he had gotten a lot of shots of all the dancers and not the same one. 

Before Ryder knew it the director was calling it a night. He took that as his que to start packing up his camera and getting home to his laptop to see what all he got.  He began to take the camera off the tripod when he froze as heard a female voice speak to him. "Oh sh*t, of sh*t.. " He said in his mind as he wasn't use to talking to girls that weren't teachers or relatives. Ryder grabbed the camera that was hanging around his neck as she asked him if he got any good shots. He glanced towards her, his mouth fell open like he wanted to say something but no words came out for a few moments. "I.. uhhh.. I hope so. I.. um won't know until I can get the memory card into my uhhh laptop at home." He said nervously, though he wasn't sure if she understood him with his mumbling mixed with his accent. He thought for sure he sounded like Ozzy Osbourne when he spoke when he was around girls, especially girls he thought was pretty. He knew he was starting to blush, he always thought he would out grow it like his mother would say but apparently he hadn't. His eyes fell on hers for a few moments as he waited to see if she would laugh at him or continue to talk to him. 


 
Christi.

Nov 8th 2020 - 10:13 PM


Of course! Sorry for the delayed response, but I hate rushing replies on these sort of things, so I take my time to do so. Though yes, we could have it that she is on the way out of an interview for an internship and bumps into Christi, or maybe, she is on her way to the internship and she isn’t sure where she is going. Charlotte goes in, has it with Brooke Astor, and then Christi meets her on the way out to see how she did, and yeah, we can slowly build a friendship up. In a way, since Christi is older and has been with the Met longer, Charlotte could maybe see Christi as a mentor of sorts. Before becoming a leading soprano, she was a chorus girl, so she has been on the dancing side as well and could help Charlotte out. Sounds like a good plan to me!
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