|I brazillian wax poetic so pathetically~ (taz_means_crazy) wrote,|
@ 2010-12-13 14:36:00
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|DEBORAH elizabeth geller|
NICKNAME: Deb, Debbie, ... Debbie Cakes
AGE/BIRTHDAY: 24 / November 21, 1986
ZODIAC SIGNS: Scorpio / Tiger
MBTI TYPE: ESTP
BIRTHPLACE: Brooklyn, NY
CURRENT RESIDENCE: New York City, NY. Generally varies between the microscopic apartment - located in a bad neighborhood - she shares and friends couches, but she has been known to sleep in bus terminals and shelters on occasion.
OCCUPATION: Bartender by night, volunteer by day
PAST SOs: Conor Murray
PARENTS: Mother: Adrienne Geller, unknown. Father: Unknown.
FRIENDS: Meredith Scott, Alec Long, Stephanie Sánchez.
QUIRKS: prone to morose, self-destructive musings when alone for too long.
FEARS: giving herself completely to another person, flying
LIKES: snow, rock music, old t-shirts, Chinese food, Tank Girl, Empire Records
DISLIKES: itchy fabric, romantic movies
- Impulsive, action-oriented.
- Fun-loving, lives in the moment.
- Reckless, generally impatient and overconfident.
- Straight-forward and blunt, believes in actions over words.
- Intuitive, always listens to her gut.
- Passionate, enthusiastic.
- Commitment phobe, often pushes people away.
- Competitive, needs to be challenged.
POWER: Sensing, the ability to sense a persons intentions.
The storm affected Deb's natural reliance on her gut reaction to new people and situations. Intensifying it by giving her a clear and true reaction when something means trouble.
PB: Megan Fox
HEIGHT/BUILD: 5'5 / Curvy, thin
EYE/HAIR COLOR: Blue / Dark brown
DISTINGUISHING MARKS: The quote TBA tattooed on her right shoulder blade. A dandelion, whose seeds are blowing away and turning into birds, tattooed on her left hip (similar).
STYLE: 85% of the time she's in a soft solid color or old band t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans or yoga pants - though in the summer she changes it up to a pair of shorts - and colorful converse. However, when the occasion calls for it, she can rock a short dress and pair of heels like no one's business.
ACCESSORIES: Splits her time 50/50 on rocking a pair of small framed glasses or contacts. Generally doesn't wear a ton of make-up, enough to make her eyes really pop and her lips shiny. Doesn't wear much jewelry, just a bit here and there, but has a simple silver ring she always wears, either on her left middle finger or on a chain around her neck.
When Adrienne Geller moved to New York she was a fresh faced, newly graduated high school-er from a small Midwestern town brimming with dreams. Fast forward a few years, after disappointment on top of disappointment had taken it's tole, and the seedy underbelly of the city had a hold of her. Getting pregnant was an accident, she hadn't even planned to sleep with the client that night - the owners could say what they wanted, but everyone knew the dancers were willing for enough cash - but the promise of paying her rent had been too much. Though it was a conflicted decision, Adrienne cleaned up her act and kept the baby. At first she truly tried to be a good mother, but eventually life caught up and she was back to old habits (including "entertaining" male friends in her bedroom while Debbie watched TV in the living room to pay the rent).
At the age of six Deborah was removed from her mother's care and entered into the system. At first there were families who wanted her, she was cute as a button with her dark hair and starling blue eyes, but eventually her surly attitude and unwillingness to behave had driven away all potential adopters, leaving her fate in the hands of foster homes.
Approaching eleven, already gone through two other homes, Deb was placed with the Parker's. There home was nice enough, if a bit small, and they already had a couple children living with them so there wasn't much privacy to be had. However it wasn't until they took in another child, an older boy, that things went drastically downhill. While he never assaulted Deb, he watched her far more then he should and looked for every excuse to casually touch her. Unsure what to do, since technically he had done nothing wrong (she had spoken to her foster parents about it, but they assured her she was just being paranoid), but growing frustrated and angry she lashed out until the family had to ask for her to be moved to a new home.
Thirteen and bad attitude back in full swing, Deb was given temporary placement in a group home. There was nothing remarkable about the Wood's or their home, but they were nice enough and mostly left the teens to their own devices (so long as they followed the rules). It was here that Deb made one of her first (only) friends, kindred spirit Meredith. The six months they lived together, they raised hell.
Then came the Sullivan's, a perfectly nice couple that had a very Leave It to Beaver vibe (which, admittedly, gave her the creeps). However, they were nothing but kind and for the 18 months she lived with them she mostly stayed out of trouble. When the couple got the news they were pregnant, she couldn't really even hold it against them when she was in the backseat of her social workers car, pulling away from the house. After all, she wouldn't have kept her around a sweet, impressionable baby either.
Mrs. Phillips was next, an older woman who'd been taking in difficult kids for years. Nothing Deb could do phased her, she'd seen it all before with much rougher types then a sullen 15 year old. Everything was going fine until she learned Meredith's (who was arguably her only friend at this point) current foster dad was abusive and she vandalized his home and car. She was sentenced 50 hours community service, moved to a group home and had to pay for the damages, but Meredith was removed from their home so it was all worth it.
Living in the group home, Deb made casual friends with a group of like-minded troublemakers. The group watched her back in the home when other boys would come sniffing around unwanted and taught her all the criminal talents a girl could ever hope to know. They would spend their days shoplifting and pocket picking instead of going to class. Just before turning 17, the group got busted during one of these outings. She and a few of the others made it away, but most were caught and Deb decided she wasn't returning to the home.
Being underage, she spent the next year floating quietly under the radar. Bus terminals and empty homes were safe haven from cold nights. At 18 she moved in with Meredith and some of her friends, got an actual job and her GED. While she didn't exactly get on the straight and narrow path, Deb's life was mostly on track.
At 20, that changed. The group of them were out for the night, dancing and having a good time at an underground club. A slightly older guy decided he wanted to dance with Deb, but instead of asking (or even giving her any kind of warning) he just slid in behind her and started grinding against her. Understandably, she thought at least, this upset her and she whirled around and slammed her fist into his face. When it then scrunched up in obvious rage she promptly kneed him and was ready to start kicking if it looked like he was getting up, but security arrived before that could take place. In the end she was charged with a misdemeanor and saw no jail time, being sentenced with 100 hours community service and 1 year probation instead.
Throughout community service she made friends with Alec, who would eventually introduce her to all his friends. A friendly group whose lives were on track but who supported their friend when he screwed up. Spending time with them was the push Deb needed to get her life back on track for good. The first thing she did was move out of her old house, leaving Brooklyn for New York City, and moved in with Stephanie. Probation and community service fully behind her, she started looking for work. Eventually she landed a gig tending bar at a little pub. The owner was an older gentleman, as were the regulars, who took a pretty instant shine to her. So while it can get rowdy, she never worries any of the young crowd who stops in are going to mess with her.
During this time Stephanie drug her along a few times to the various places she volunteered, which Deb had to admit (though grudgingly) she actually, for the most part, enjoyed. The two even volunteered to be Elves that Christmas at the hospital, which she's done every year since and often volunteers her free time during the week.
It was also during this time she had her first, though fairly brief, relationship. Conor Murray was the grandson of one of her regulars, a sweet Irish boy who whittled his way through her defenses enough to get a first date. Which led then to a second, third and beyond. They dated for almost six months before she caught him cheating. Since then she hasn't been on more then a few dates with anyone, always seeming to push them away in someway before the relationships can go anywhere.