Post by Chloe on Sept 14, 2007 11:47:11 GMT -5
.:The Soul:.
Name:Chloe Sullivan
Age:16
Birthday: 22nd September
Gender:Female
Original/Cannon:Cannon
:The Body:
General Description: Chloe is short, but petite, thin but with natural beauty. With short blonde hair in a style all of her own, she is something to look at, even if she does tend to wear some well, ‘Fashion forward’ clothes. Basically, she likes to have her own style, and has clothes that match her personality. She isn’t afraid to be unique, and her appearance often emphasizes this fact. She looks flirty and fine, but it is obvious she has a serious side too, and the old rebel part of her. But first and foremost Chloe is a journalist, and is often seen with her laptop or some sort of writing equipment. You never know when a good story is going to come along after all.
Build: petite and slim
Hair Colour:Blonde –dyed-
Eye Colour: Brown
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality: Chloe, the schools reporter. A natural born snoop she just has to know things and loves to research almost as much as she likes to get a good story. She longs to work for the daily planet, and is often sending them stories. Loyal and kind, she may seem perfect but is far from it. Deeply emotional, Chloe keeps a lot of things hidden, but is upfront about most things with her two best friends. A bit of an outcast, she doesn’t like Lana Lang much, and it’s definitely a mutual dislike. But things change,. And Chloe can too.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Clark Kent (shh it’s a secret) A good story, journalism, computers
Strengths/Weaknesses: Pretty, Chloe has a good eye for a better story and is always trying to prove herself, but she is jealous and easily corrupted when she is at emotional pinnacles, as well as being physically weak. But she is deathly loyal, and good at keeping important secrets.
Hobbies: Journalism, hanging with friends.
Villain/Hero/Neutral: Neutral
Power: N/A
The Heart <3
Family: Just her dad, her mum left when she was three.
Blood Group:A+
History:
Chloe was born in Metropolis in 1987, and moved to Smallville in eighth grade with her father Gabe after he was transferred Lionel luthors plant there. When she was five, Chloe was sled to believe her mother abandoned them, but as of yet this is still unsure, for the reason why was never revealed.
The first thing Chloe did when she arrived in Smallville, was find a copy of the Daily Planet having been led to believe that all farmers where Amish. She wanted to keep in touch with civilization. After Clark Kent showed her his loft however, she changed her opinion and even kissed Clark there and then, in her words to ‘get it out of the way’ Unbeknownst to Chloe that it was Clarks first kiss. Ever since the two have been close friends.
Now Chloe is the editor of the Smallville torch, and creator of the ‘wall of Weird’ helped by her friend and companion Clark. Now she investigates the mysterious happenings of Smallville, the meteor rocks and just generally manages to get herself into trouble. A normal teen life really.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name:Allison Mack
Sample Post:
Sat as ever at her desk, the green framed computer screen in front of her, Chloe bit her lip before actually double clicking the file entitled CLARK KENT. So she knew that she shouldn’t be doing this, but she wasn’t blind either. There was something up with her best friend, the way he seemed to vanish at random times, almost at the speed of light, the fact that he never seemed to get hurt. Once more the button popped up as to whether she wanted to open the file, delete it or save it. And once more her finger hovered over the mouse button, the cursor switching between save and delete. What to do, what to do. Her journalistic instincts screamed at her to save Save SAVE! But at the same time, the other part of her mind told her this was wrong. Gah the battles of being a best friend, but trying to be a hard hitting journalist as well.
Hitting the mouse, she watched the screen for a second before standing up and pushing her chair underneath the desk and grabbing her bag as the lesson bell went. Exiting through the blue painted door, she left the screen and computer turned on, the words FILE SUCCESSFULLY DELETED flashing on the screen. Perhaps some research was better left for another day.
Name:Chloe Sullivan
Age:16
Birthday: 22nd September
Gender:Female
Original/Cannon:Cannon
:The Body:
General Description: Chloe is short, but petite, thin but with natural beauty. With short blonde hair in a style all of her own, she is something to look at, even if she does tend to wear some well, ‘Fashion forward’ clothes. Basically, she likes to have her own style, and has clothes that match her personality. She isn’t afraid to be unique, and her appearance often emphasizes this fact. She looks flirty and fine, but it is obvious she has a serious side too, and the old rebel part of her. But first and foremost Chloe is a journalist, and is often seen with her laptop or some sort of writing equipment. You never know when a good story is going to come along after all.
Build: petite and slim
Hair Colour:Blonde –dyed-
Eye Colour: Brown
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality: Chloe, the schools reporter. A natural born snoop she just has to know things and loves to research almost as much as she likes to get a good story. She longs to work for the daily planet, and is often sending them stories. Loyal and kind, she may seem perfect but is far from it. Deeply emotional, Chloe keeps a lot of things hidden, but is upfront about most things with her two best friends. A bit of an outcast, she doesn’t like Lana Lang much, and it’s definitely a mutual dislike. But things change,. And Chloe can too.
Likes/Dislikes: Likes: Clark Kent (shh it’s a secret) A good story, journalism, computers
Strengths/Weaknesses: Pretty, Chloe has a good eye for a better story and is always trying to prove herself, but she is jealous and easily corrupted when she is at emotional pinnacles, as well as being physically weak. But she is deathly loyal, and good at keeping important secrets.
Hobbies: Journalism, hanging with friends.
Villain/Hero/Neutral: Neutral
Power: N/A
The Heart <3
Family: Just her dad, her mum left when she was three.
Blood Group:A+
History:
Chloe was born in Metropolis in 1987, and moved to Smallville in eighth grade with her father Gabe after he was transferred Lionel luthors plant there. When she was five, Chloe was sled to believe her mother abandoned them, but as of yet this is still unsure, for the reason why was never revealed.
The first thing Chloe did when she arrived in Smallville, was find a copy of the Daily Planet having been led to believe that all farmers where Amish. She wanted to keep in touch with civilization. After Clark Kent showed her his loft however, she changed her opinion and even kissed Clark there and then, in her words to ‘get it out of the way’ Unbeknownst to Chloe that it was Clarks first kiss. Ever since the two have been close friends.
Now Chloe is the editor of the Smallville torch, and creator of the ‘wall of Weird’ helped by her friend and companion Clark. Now she investigates the mysterious happenings of Smallville, the meteor rocks and just generally manages to get herself into trouble. A normal teen life really.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name:Allison Mack
Sample Post:
Sat as ever at her desk, the green framed computer screen in front of her, Chloe bit her lip before actually double clicking the file entitled CLARK KENT. So she knew that she shouldn’t be doing this, but she wasn’t blind either. There was something up with her best friend, the way he seemed to vanish at random times, almost at the speed of light, the fact that he never seemed to get hurt. Once more the button popped up as to whether she wanted to open the file, delete it or save it. And once more her finger hovered over the mouse button, the cursor switching between save and delete. What to do, what to do. Her journalistic instincts screamed at her to save Save SAVE! But at the same time, the other part of her mind told her this was wrong. Gah the battles of being a best friend, but trying to be a hard hitting journalist as well.
Hitting the mouse, she watched the screen for a second before standing up and pushing her chair underneath the desk and grabbing her bag as the lesson bell went. Exiting through the blue painted door, she left the screen and computer turned on, the words FILE SUCCESSFULLY DELETED flashing on the screen. Perhaps some research was better left for another day.