Post by cora west on Jul 22, 2009 0:26:12 GMT -7
CORA KENDALL WEST
her dreams are picture-perfect.
how about we start with the obvious – what's your name?well, my name is cora...i'm convinced that i was named after cat cora from iron chef, but every time i ask my mother about it, she feels the need to remind me that when i was born, she had no clue who cat cora was. but i'm on to her! kendall is my middle name – and, you know what, i don't think there's an actual story behind that one. i think my mom just liked it. either that or she was thumbing through one of those baby name books when she was trying to pick my name at the hospital and landed on the 'k' section. either way.
how old are you? and is there a story surrounding your birth? anything interesting?my birthday is in a month! anyway. i was born on june second in a hospital in los angeles, california. according to my mom, she was in labor with me for like two days, but i kinda think she's just exaggerating because the only time she tells me that is when we're in an argument. sketchy, right? i know. other than that, from what i hear it was a pretty normal delivery.
how would you describe your personality?this is basically your character's personality.
how would you define "the good life"?one to two sentences is fine.
if you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?physically? i guess i'd like to be taller. but otherwise...i guess i wish i could be better in a crisis. because, you know, when – i mean, if – the zombie apocalypse strikes, i need to be able to keep my sanity.
what do you tend to like?does writing about things i enjoy count as one? because...well, i do. other than that, i happen to like music quite a bit. actually, more than quite a bit. a lot. more than i should. seriously, i have those music playing every spare moment i get – and even sometimes when i don't have spare moments. i don't think i could live without music. i also enjoy to write and read, which is obvious because i kind of graduated from new york university with a degree in english. if someone was that major and they didn't like writing and reading, i think they would be completely miserable and depressed. and guess what? i'm a really happy person. so...there.
oh, i also love silver plasticware. have you ever seen those things? they look like real silverware, but they're plastic! it's amazing! wood-grain patterned paper plates too.
topher is awesome, so obviously i like him. i also love fashion and shopping. oh! and coffee. i could not live without coffee, it's the best thing ever created. oh, and how could i forget this...i love love love zombie movies. i've probably seen every single zombie movie ever made. you know, a zombie movie is actually why i'm here in montréal. one is being filmed here in the city, and yours truly is an extra! i know, it's so exciting. i'm finally moving up in the world – as girl #5 who gets crushed by a hoard of the undead.
okay, and what do you tend to dislike?i'm a very laid-back person – or, at least, i like to think so – so i don't really have many dislikes. but, i do have a few...for instance, math. it makes my brain hurt, and that's not fun at all. i'm not much for pretzels either, unless they're the big, soft kinds that you get at an actual pretzel store or something. and i don't really like reality television, but since i find it absolutely hilarious i do watch a lot of it. texting also isn't my favorite thing in the world – i find it so much easier just to call someone.
i don't really like andy doyle. she's not exactly the nicest person in the world and it's really no secret that she's head over heels in love with topher. she even followed him here to montréal after he moved here to get his masters degree. plus, she always puts salt in my hair when we're at work...i mean, who in their right mind does that?
my job at the coffeehouse, cheerleaders, losing my car keys, zombie attacks and brussel sprouts round up my list of dislikes, in no particular order. see? i don't have too many.
what are you scared of? everyone has some fears.i fear getting hit in the head by a golf ball-sized meteor everyday. come on, don't tell me that the thought of that doesn't scare you too! i'm also petrified of cemeteries – i sometimes have really vivid, horrible nightmares of being buried alive. oh...and i'm also slightly afraid of a zombie attack. slightly.
how's your love life?hah. love life. you're funny. i don't exactly have something you could call a love life, it's more like a...hobby or something. i mean, i used to date this guy back when i lived in la – his name was pete – and we were together for like, three years. the first two were great, but the last one...we just grew so far apart that it was over months before we actually broke up. at least, that's what i thought. my mom called me the other day and told me that he's been sleeping in her front yard and he refuses to leave until she tells him where i went after we broke up. i think it's safe to say he's still in love with me. oh, and last year i dated a guy who was only with me because he wanted to steal everything in my apartment. yeah. seriously. i don't think i have the best taste in guys...except for topher, but it's not like i'm ever going to be able to date him. so, i've learned to be content with just a lot of one night stands and first dates to pass the time. sure, that might make me a slut in some peoples' eyes, but for the first time in my life, i don't really care.
do you have any secrets?shouldn't we wait until at least the fourth date for me to unveil my deepest, darkest secret to you? good, i didn't think so either. my biggest secret is that i'm in love with topher lane – who, i shouldn't have to remind you, is my best friend. i'm so in love with him that i don't even care that he watches the hills and actually likes it! that's dedication, holmes! but i can never tell him...how could it work out? for starters, i don't even know if he feels the same way about me, and if he doesn't then it's just awkward if i say anything. and even if he does feel the same way about me as i do him, what happens if we ever break up? our friendship would never be the same if it survived that. i don't know if i can risk that – topher is the best friend i've ever had, and i don't ever want to lose him from my life. if that means shutting out my real feelings about him, then i'll bear that burden.
if you were given a yacht, what would you name it?the "shit just got real."
what is your quirkiest habit, and how long have you had it?one to two sentences is fine.
do you have any goals?let's see. i'd like to live a long life and die safe and warm in my bed surrounded by fat grandchildren and topher. because, come on – it's pretty obvious that topher and i are going to end up in the same nursing home bickering about what channel to watch and reminiscing about our "glory days." and i'm going to die first, because with the way i eat, there is no way that i am outliving him. you wanna know what i had for breakfast this morning?
you don't?
well, i'll tell you anyway. a chocolate bar and a bowl of ice cream. you call it a sugar coma waiting to happen, i call it the breakfast of champions.
would you rather always lose or never play?playing what exactly? because if it's like, scrabble, then never play. but if it's like, the game of life – not the board game, the actual life – then always lose. at least you can always say you tried.
great. and now, could you give me an overview of your life? what's happened so far?gee, i'm flattered. well, let's see...i was born in los angeles a single child to a family of real estate agents, which gave me the opportunity to learn the definitions of fun words like "vesting" and "indemnity." i went through an obligatory rebellious phase when i was about sixteen, which included exclusively dating only guys who were in a band, wearing eyeliner on only my bottom lid, and dyeing my hair bright red. luckily, by the time i was eighteen i had come to my senses and dumped the rockers, started wearing eyeliner in a more common fashion and dyed my hair back to its natural bright blonde. just in time for college, too! i started my freshman year off at ucla, where i met pete during orientation. he was like a couple of years older than me and a total geek, but i found that absolutely adorable. we went out and had a great time discussing, like, the philosophy behind the x-filesand stuff...it was only natural that we started dating. in the beginning things were great, but after a while...well, it just got so monotonous, you know? he was spending all his time at home, and i wanted to go out and live! i was twenty-one years old, i didn't want to be stuck inside. so, after this huge argument, i left. and when i say left, i mean i left. like, i was on a flight to new york city that same night. i didn't tell anyone i was leaving or anything, i just booked the flight and took off. i think i needed to be spontaneous to show myself that i still could be. anyway, after i situated myself in nyc, i enrolled in nyu to finish up my degree and that's where i met topher. he was like, my match in every possible way; we just clicked. also, the very first time we met was before we officially met in class – we were both very drunk at this bar – and he told me that the moles on my arms looked like constellations of the stars. you gotta love anyone who can come up with a life like that. so, topher and i became bffs for life. unfortunately, meeting him did come with a downside: i met andy doyle. she was basically his shadow, and for some reason she hated me from the second we met. to make matters even worse, when i started working at this coffeehouse in the city, i found out that she was my co-worker. fate's a bitch, right?
about a few months ago, topher got accepted at a school here in montréal to study for his masters degree. i begged and begged and begged him not to leave me with andy all alone, but after a while i realized he had to do what was best for him. and everything worked out anyway, because about two weeks after he left, i found out that a french zombie movie was being filmed in montréal, and they were looking for extras. since i had just finished school and i knew topher was in montréal, i figured that there was nothing stopping me from going. plus, pete had somehow gotten a hold of my phone number and he kept calling me and hanging up, so i really wanted to get away from that. apparently, he won the california lottery so now he's ridiculously rich? i don't know, i'm trying to block any and all memories of him out of my brain.
anyway, i left for montréal and i've been here ever since! unfortunately, andy doyle followed my lead and we now, yet again, work at the same restaurant, scarborough's. somewhere, i think fate is looking down on me and laughing its proverbial ass off.
anything else?resident!
hey! my name is elle, and i've been roleplaying for a million years. my character's play-by is kristen bell.
cora stared at topher in disbelief. "what do you mean you forgot how to take it out?"
