Kennedy, Jude Adair.

[jude kennedy]

jude adair kennedy,



any time you feel the pain,
hey, jude, refrain.
don't carry the world
upon your shoulder.


T H E B A S I C S ;;

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First Name: Jude
Middle Name: Adair
Last Name: Kennedy
Nickname(s): Jude or Kennedy.

DOB: january first
Age: nineteen
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual

A P P E A R A N C E ;;

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Face Claim: danielle panabaker

Natural Hair Color: lightbrown
Current Hair Color: auburn
Eye Color: mahogany

Height: 5'7"
Weight: 115lbs.

Birth Marks: one shaped rather like a crown, on her left shoulder, just below her collarbone.
Piercings: one in each ear.
Tattoos: the word "love" scripted on the inside of her right wrist, just below her palm.

General Appearance:
Let's start from the bottom and work our way up. Two feet, size seven and a half. Average enough. Moving on to a pair of long, graceful legs. Probably Jude's best feature. Each immaculately tanned leg is toned enough, accounting for the majority of her modest height. An average torso. Her stomach is not bulging, but there's not a rib to be seen. Thin enough, and satisfied with her body. From the neck up is a different story. Jude's pretty face is framed by a mane of auburn/light brown hair, thick and often left curly, hanging a few inches below her shoulders. Her heart-shaped face is of average coloring, a set of powder-pink lips framing her perfectly orthadontically-straightened pearly whites. A small dimple is pushed into each of her cheeks when she smiles. Jude's eyes, though not of magnificent coloring, are gorgeous of their own accord. Dark mahogany brown and wide, Jude's classic "doe eyes" give her the innocent look of a child.

P E R S O N A L I T Y ;;

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Likes: writing, reading, old movies, photography, darkroom printing, bicycling, dance, the summertime, gardening, bluegrass and indie music, acting.
Dislikes: shallow people, idiots, books like "the clique" or "gossip girl", rap and hard metal/screamo, reality television, narcotics, alchohol, people touching her wrists, whores, boys who advocate whores, uniforms.

Bad Habits: --she taps her teeth when she thinks
--she has a tendancy to draw on desks at school

Hobbies: gardening and photography occupy most of her life.

Introvert or Extrovert? somewhere in between.

W H O Y O U A R E ;;

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Parents: grayson kennedy mother, 39. paul kennedy father, 42.
Siblings: emma kennedy sister, 24. zachary kennedy brother, 24.

Ethnicity: welsh, scottish, creek-native american.
Hometown: edinburgh, scotland.

Education: When she was adopted at age 5, Jude had yet to go to school. She'd been "homeschooled" with a group of other children at the orphanage, but barely knew how to read, much less write. She moved to Nashville with her adoptive family and began pre-school at a prestigious private school and continued at that school, as well as middle school and high school.

History: Born in the heart of Edinburgh, Scotland, Jude never knew her parents. She was dropped off at a convent and lived there until she was five, when she was adopted by Grayson and Paul Kennedy. The family originally lived in Atlanta, Georgia, but moved to Nashville once they adopted their third child. True, the couple was unable to have children, so they had adopted twins a year or so before Jude. After graduating high school, Jude decided to defer a year to work as a photojournalist for the Seattle city paper. Her older twin siblings had graduated college early with their Masters', and both worked at the paper, giving her an easy internship for the year.

Random childhood memory: During her early high school years, Jude was given the oppurtunity to travel to Africa for a summer to help build an orphanage. She had recently recieved her first SLR camera and that's truly when she fell in love with photography.
Random Memory: For whatever reason, Jude vividly remembers her siblings' tenth birthday party.
Random Fact: Jude wishes she looked like her older sister.

O T H E R ;;

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Living Situation: With her brother and sister in a nice apartment. Their parents are well-off, so they have the money to afford a rather expensive apartment.
Vehicle: Though she rarely drives anywhere, the three all share a Honda Pilot.
Pets: A white standard poodle, Circus.

T H E R E A L Y O U ;;

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Name/Alias: lauren.
Years Role playing: several? haha.
Random Fact: my side hurts.

T H E E N D ;;

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Anything Else?
Sample Post: And those, ladies and gentlemen of the Jury, are the straight facts. You simply can-not argue against them. Can you still honestly think that Joshua Carstens DID NOT MXRDER THIS WOMAN?
A voice was raised, echoing through the courtroom.
Ask yourself, ladies and gentlemen. How can you look at these facts, and not see the horrible mxrder of Lucy Nicole Skye?
The bitter, dark blue eyes of Jude Christine Adair flashed towards the cowering, pale young man in the witness stand. Her blowout conclusion sent the few people in the audience to their feet with applause. Jude simply took a deep breath and sent a bored glance towards the judge. Black, high-heeled boots clicked on the wooden floor as Jude stepped back towards her seat before the judge. The 'jury', consisting of Jude's own peers, looked expecantly to the large, black woman in the judge's stand. The woman smiled at Jude, shaking her head slowly.
The jury broke off to deliberate, and were gone in less than thirty minutes. Hey, it was just Mock Trial. The judge spoke for a few moments, the usual write-off of pre-made, expected statements.
"Jury, how do you find?"
"We find the defendant, Joshua Carstens, guilty of murder in the first degree."
Jude nodded, gathering her papers from the desk in front of her and strolling back into the audience to search for a tall, gray-haired man with a sweater vest and an excited grin. Ignoring offers for high-fives and congratulations, Jude plowed through the small crowd with her fellow mock trial teammates. The man in the sweater vest held out his hand and Jude shook it enthusiastically, flashing her first smile of the day. Her heart beat rapidly within her chest as she looked into the face of the Debate and Mock Trial recruiter of Yale. With another deep breath, Jude felt the hand of her mock trial coach on her shoulder and smiled again at the recruiter.
Hello, sir."

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Footsteps rushed out of the courthouse as a small group of cheering high school students headed for the parking lot. "Great job, Jude!" Called a team mate, being rewarded with nothing but a small smirk from the senior. Pulling herself into the driver's seat of her black X-Terra, Jude rolled her eyes at the rearview mirror as she watched the other members of the team climb into her car.

By the time she got to school, there wasn't much time until the first bell rang. She pulled a black JanSport backpack out of the trunk and locked the car with a push of the buttons on her keys. Looking down at her dress shirt and suit jacket, Jude let a frown pass over her face. Her fingers reached to touch the pendant that hung from a silver chain around her neck. The emblem of St. Jude was strung onto a chain and worn with Jude wherever she went.
Ah. It was too late to change anyways, and it wasn't like she looked bad.
Jude turned on her heel and headed inside the building.

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