Post by rayne on Jul 17, 2011 13:48:44 GMT -5
PRISCILLA ANN WAGNER
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► FULL NAME: Priscilla Ann Wagner
► NICKNAMES: Santin (pet name) , Nungen (pet name) , 'Cilla , Little One (pet name)
► PLAY BY: Priscilla Presley
► SEX: Female
► AGE & DOB: 18 / May 24, 1945
► NATIONALITY: American
► SEXUALITY: heterosexual
► MARITAL STATUS:In a relationship with Elvis Presley
► OCCUPATION: No job at the moment
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► HEIGHT: Just under 5'4"
► WEIGHT: 116 lbs
► BUILD: average
► SKIN TONE: Beige
► DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: striking eyes, big black hair
► LIKES: Music, Elvis, Movies, Her parents, Texas, Flowers, Reading, Hawaii, the Eagles Club, Puppies
► DISLIKES: Being jealous, Elvis's traveling schedule, Obsessive Women, Germany, Her father's strict rules
► OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Unlike her appearance, she is much more subtle than meets the eye. Being young and overall innocent, there is much she has yet to see or experience. When her mother remarried, it caused her personality to alter slightly, making her a shy girl unhappily accustomed to moving constantly. Being uprooted from her home made her sad for quite some time and distant from many who could have been potential friends, causing some to think she was antisocial. However that was never the case.
Priscilla enjoys music, and often finds herself listening to all sorts of it. She often feels like an outsider in unfamiliar places, and that makes it easy for her to become sad. However, Priscilla is very cautious and sometimes quite skeptical. She was brought up right in a good home, and has good Christian values.
Like any other girl, she loves her moments of privacy. Although she isn't about to give up her appearances in the public. Unlike Elvis, she isn't open and free enough to be in movies or sing, but she will happily tag along with her friends to such things. She enjoys making others happy and tries to please others. Also, Priscilla has a good sense of humor, and is an overall easygoing gal.
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► HOMETOWN: Born in Brooklyn, New York, but has lived in many places with her Army-based family.
► CURRENT RESIDENCE: Memphis, Tennessee
► FAMILY: Mother: Anna Lillian Iversen , Father: James Wagner , Step-Father: Paul Beaulieu
► HISTORY: Priscilla was born in Brooklyn, New York on a spring morning in May. She was the daughter of two loving parents. From the start, her life was destined to be associated with the army. Then at only 6 months old, tragedy struck.
On her father's way home, he was killed in a plane crash. The young baby was left without a father, and the death kept secret. However, when Priscilla was rummaging through an old wooden box of family keepsakes, she discovered the truth. But her mother convinced her to keep it secret as to not ruin their family closeness. But her mother soon remarried a US Air Force Officer, and he took over the role as father for Priscilla.
She dearly loved him, and called him daddy. Of course, she had never really known her own father, so Paul was all she had.
Over the next few years, Priscilla grew up quickly, helping to care for the growing family as her father's Air Force career moved them from Connecticut to New Mexico to Maine. She felt uncomfortable moving so often because she never knew if she could make friends for life, or even if she would fit in with the new people she met on each move. In 1956, the Beaulieus moved to and settled in Austin, Texas, but soon her father was transferred to Wiesbaden, Germany. Priscilla was crushed by this news, and after finishing Junior High her fears of leaving her friends behind and making new ones were once again at the forefront of her mind, as she knew everything would be different in Germany.
However, she had to take it all easily as there was nothing she could do about it. Soon she began to feel like an outsider once again because she couldn't understand German language as well as others. She frequented the Eagles Club, to eat dinner with fellow Americans and listen to music.
It was there that she finally made connections and met Elvis. At his party, he seemed awkward and embarassed. Although it was definitely a meeting not to forget. However after the meeting, her strict but loving parents said that she would never be allowed to meet with him again, although that didn't last very long.
Once he returned to America, the two kept in contact through the phone. For two years, she never saw Elvis, and the only means of contact were through the few phone calls made between them.
Finally in 1962 she visited for two weeks. Then finally, after a visit at Christmas, she convinced her parents to move back to America.
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► ALIAS: Rayne
► OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
► WHERE YOU FOUND US: Caution
► ROLE-PLAY EXAMPLE: It was such a shock to hear that the High King and his heir had passed. Not to mention it struck a bit of fear in the young girl's heart. She was young and inexperienced, and didn't understand what would happen now. So many questions were left unanswered, about who would take the throne, how the High Queen was doing, many things, and not all about the deaths.
Growing up surrounded by water and boats caused a slight bit of discomfort. The two died in a shipwreck. That included both a boat and water. Both of which Cordelia had been around all of her life. Did that mean that anyone would think down upon them because that was their lifestyle in South Albion? Music and water was about the only thing she really knew well in her life. Other than the proper etiquette that was taught to her by many nursemaids and nannies.
Pushing those fears aside, she rode along in the carriage along with her mother and sister. The men had arrived earlier, seeing as they were actually acquainted with one or the other previous to the accident. Naturally she planned to wait politely as her elders sorted through their affairs of the day. Perhaps find a pleasant spot to sit and watch the clouds, or think.
Upon trotting into the gates, she smoothed the silken purple fabric of the mourning dress. Naturally, she had requested a simple black dress, but her mother simply wouldn't allow for such common attire at such an occasion. It had took three seamstresses nearly two weeks to complete her dress, and she wasn't about to express her distaste for it. Although there was much to dislike. Not one part of it was comfortable. Her dresses she wore at home were much more free and easily maneuverable.
Cordelia stepped out into the area, and was shocked by the amount of people gathered around the High Queen. She knew that she needed to express her words of mourning to her, just as everyone else was, but to wait with all those people in such little space wasn't good for her health. She was almost certain of that.
Walking a few feet from the crowd, she stood and watched as people made their way to her, some talking around her, some with her. She could imagine that the woman felt so many different emotions at the time, there must have been a lot of practice behind the way she carried herself today. Instead of staring, she focused on one of the rings on her finger, quietly twisting it on her slender hand, waiting for a bit of time to pass before approaching the seemingly very busy High Queen.
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