Evelyn Leander Brenton

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sup, what's your real name? ,, Kennis
any other characters on the site? ,, Kennis Duffy, William Dupont
how did you find us? ,, co-creater, holla

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what's your name? ,, Evelyn Leander Brenton
any nicknames we can call you by? ,, Evie, just…just call me Evie. Pronounced Ee! V.
are you a lady or a gent? ,, I’m just a silly old lass
when where you born? ,, February 3
where were you born? ,, London, England
tacos or hot dogs? ,,, Well, I am what most would call a heat-row-sexshell.
how old are you? ,, not a day over sixteen.
and that puts you in what year? ,, first year
so you’re majoring in what now? ,, English,

so, what do you look like? ,,
I’m pretty damn hot. Five foot seven, a hundred and twenty pounds and long luscious locks of chocolate brown hair complete that. My eyes are the deepest blue you’ve ever seen and shaped like an Egyptians. My chin is thin and pointed and my nose does the same but curves ever so slightly upward. My eyebrows are thin and just a shade or two lighter than my actual hair, but I promise you, it’s not from a bottle. I'm what you'd call a total babe.

and who do you look like? ,, coco rocha
how do you like to dress these days? ,,
I wear a lot of jeans, usually a size too big because hey, it’s trendy. In general though, I wear a lot of different stuff. Sometimes I wear a pair of suspenders, jeggings and a wife beater. Other days it’s a pair of baggy capris, a tank top and a plaid shirt. Whatever you see in a magazine, I’ve probably got some kind of variation of it, my closet is bursting at the seams.

what do you just love? ,, hand me downs, clothes, books, music, attractive men, nail polish, anyone that can play a guitar, parties, the beach, waking up the morning after a rager on the floor and trying to remember what happened
and what do you just hate? ,, sunburns, snakes, grasshoppers, crabs, sharks, confined spaces, ugly people, backflips, cheese and a lot of things found in nature to be honest.
we've all got flaws, fess up to some of yours ,, Are you kidding? The only flaws I can think of are things that are just harmless quirks. I chew gum, a lot. Mom says it’s a fault.

And maybe, just maybe I may not use my internal filter as much as I should.

now, let me in on a secret or two ,,
My bio-mom had me when she was sixteen, shhhh Oh, I’m adopted, I don’t tell a lot of people about it, you get to know because you’re just so special.

My god-given accent is the Queen’s (received pronounciation for those of you out of the loop), the Cockney accent is so people don’t think I’m too terribly posh.

so, what scares the sunshine out of you? ,,
STDS, god, can you even imagine?

Also, shark attacks. I don’t go past my belly button in the ocean.

any quirks? ,, I’ve got a bouncy foot, it drives people crazy.

I love Harry Potter. No, you don’t understand, I really love Harry Potter. I haven’t stopped reading them since I was twelve.

so tell me about your parents ,, Andrew Brenton ; 60 ; Lawyer
Lillian Brenton; 57; realtor
are they together? ,, Happily married
any brothers and/or sisters? ,,
Dalton Brenton ; 24 ; Medical School ; Brother
Preston Brenton; 13; Student; brother
any pets? ,, I’ve got two ferrets that are back home. Their names are Cupcake and Leonidas, I miss those little snots.
so before we end this, any other family i should know about? ,, Monica Bridges ; 17 ; student ; Cousin on my mother’s side
any family secrets? ,, My parents adopted me they day I was born, my mom had planned to “give me away” as soon as she found out she was pregnant. Anyway, they thought they wouldn’t be able to get pregnant again and handpicked this little of bundle of joy before you today. Then when I was three, out popped little Preston from me mum he’s been a right little git since he was about three. Now that I think about it though, it’s probably because I pelt him with eggs regularly.

how did you get here, exactly? ,,
I guess I should start from the beginning, aye? Well, I’ve always had a flash for the extravagant, ever since I was a wee little one. My mum, before she took up realty as a hobby, would write stories with me. Hoping that it would get me reading ahead of my class and it just sort of stuck. Of course, by the time I was ten I wasn’t writing stories with her anymore. Sometimes though, if I was desperate, I’d get Dalton to spell some words I couldn’t, but I basically shut everyone out. I didn’t like family given reviews of my work.

In fact, I didn’t get a decent review of my writing until I was about fourteen, I had my favorite librarian check out my most recent book and she tore my down. Told me my prose was difficult to follow and my character voices were unclear and, quite frankly, boring. Took me a few days to recover from that one, I’ll tell you. But it really kicked my lazy arse into gear; I started drinking coffee and took to smoking by the time I hit fourteen which really gave me the look of a writer.

Not a lot happened between then and now, I just kept doing my thing. I stopped being such a twit and got a decent wardrobe. Friends just seemed to flock to me once I stopped caring to make them, and we started going to parties. I cut my hair a few weeks before moving to Ehu and just sort of ran with how people saw me, no time like the present for a change, right?
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