Post by jane on Jan 9, 2012 3:24:30 GMT
JANE ASHTON ADAMS !?
'we had too much time too much us'
'we had too much time too much us'
hey there! so, tell us all about you... let's start off with the basics. what do we need to know?
"There's not much you really need to know. Have you ever heard of the small town girl? That's me... kind of. A lot has changed since the times on my Ranch in the middle of no where town in Kansas. I guess you can figure that out along the way. My name is Jane Ashton Adams. I had changed my last name after I came back as a guardian angel. I'm proud to say that I still am a guardan angel. I go around pretending that I'm twenty-two but I'm actually not all that older. I'm only fourty-two now. Side of the war? Well I have to claim that I'm on the light side. Yes, how incredibly angelic of me, but it's hard to say anything else. I wouldn't know what to do with myself if I was ever found out by my charge. Lets hope it never comes to that, right? Oh, my bad, you want to know more? I guess with my past, I'm straight, despite what everyone else thought. Anything else you wanna know? Good."
so, a little birdy told me that you're pretty gorgeous... describe yourself.
"Eh, nothing new. I'm pretty tall and pretty average sized for women of twenty-two (twenty-four, whatever). Um, I have blonde hair and bluish green, tealish eyes. Like most light colored eyes, they seem to like to change from a bright brilliant blue to a green, so most of the time, I figure it's somewhere in the middle. My skin is pale pale pale. Like if I went out into the sun I'd probably burn instantly. Since I do get out in the sun, I have a billion freckles all along my nose. I actually don't mind them. I just better without them. As for everything else, I can't say there isn't much. Yes, I will admit that I'm prettier than other gals, but I don't pretty myself up or express it like others do. In the past, I wore just whatever I could find in my messy room in the morning. Now I guess I do that just out of habit. I hardly own any dresses. Only for special occasions, but I'm most comfortle in my extremely worn out jeans and t-shirts. You could call my style tomboy like, but I swear, it's just where I grew up. You wore so much as a skirt, you were called a skank. It wasn't as if they are comfortable anyways Finally, I look a ton like Candice Accola."
i'm sure that your personality is something else completely, tell me all about your self, can't wait to hear it!
"Aww, shit, how do I tell about myself without sounding like the cornest person on the face of the Earth? Guess I'll have to just shoot it all out without worry huh? Is this confidential? I mean, you don't go around telling everyone what I said right? Don't get me wrong. I'm not really the person to go all closed up on someone. I don't have a very good poker face at the least. Yet, I'm not emotional all the time. You could call me very regular. I mean, I like old movies, sports, home cooking, dreaming, riding bare back, flying, trucks, softball, passion, and chocolate. Yeah, it totally screams small town girl, but I do miss it. Even if I do like Manuka, but I was there for a long time, you know? I'll get to my little book life later. My dislikes are having to hide, havng nothing to do, reality tv shows, other languages, parties, worrying, commericals, catty girls, smog, and snow. Yeah, I'm not all that creative with my dislikes. There's more, I swear, but I can't think of them on the spot like that. Those are some of the things I'm not good at. My faults... yeah, I'm as stubborn as a mule. I can't even admit when I'm wrong. I'm also not all that smart. Since I lived in Easy A Academy, I didn't learn. Even there I was in the extented time period. I'm also very opinonated and passionate about it. If it freaks me out, it freaks me out, you know? Things like that tend to be black and white for me. I don't mean to but, but my stubborn mind. I also have to constantly have something to do. Just sitting there and watching tv does not work! I have to clean, cook, visit, volunteer, something. And I cook pretty damn well, if I do say so myself. Yeah.
However, I'm very good in natural instincts. When something doesn't feel right, there is something going on. It turns out that I have a very motherly nature as well. I guess I'm a small country girl in the middle of a big city. My desire... to always be apart of my little girl's life. My secret? I'm my charge's mother. Nothing will ever truimph my love for her. But the bigger secret is I'd like someone else in my life. I dont' miss my ex for anything, trust me. He's a stupid ass that use to be cute and I now tollerate for the sake of Emma. However, I do miss having that man in my life. It's the ranch girl talking I'm sure, but if I did fall for someone, I'd also lose Emma, which I will not allow to happen. Another quality of mine that you may not think of is I'm extremely protective. Not just over Emma but over anyone I care about. I will go hell break loose on your ass. Sometimes I'm too protective. Helicopter mom? Probably. But I know what can happen when you're young and think you're in love. You know? Oh, and you may be wondering about my catty girl or tom girl status. I'm a country girl, I think is what your looking for. Even then, I was always one of the guys. I'm the ranch girl with the cowboy hat until I moved here. Serious stuff. Here, lemme start from the beginning..."
i would love to hear about your past, i'm sure it's oh so interesting...
[/b]boy status. It's not really a lot much other than that. One thing that seriously bothered me was that becasue I was one of the guys. Attractive but I grew up with the same guys when I was little. It was weird for them to date me. Until city boy moved back. Oh god, I hated him at first. He moved in 7th grade and I did nothing but make sure he should have his little design shirt got dirty. We all made up rumors he was gay and I was pretty sure I made him cry a few times. And vise versa. That ass."Well damn, I was getting to that! So basically, my parents moved out to middle of no where Kansas to start randomly- a ranch. My older brother and sisters had to go from city life to country life, but I was born into the country life. I did the calf wrestling and was not afriad to get my hands dirty. Even when I was young, I at least ran around and did something helpful. The basis on my life growing up was you get up at the crack of dawn and work your ass off all day and benifited it from the long run. It didn't mean I didn't have fun. My friends and I liked to create all kinds of fun. Do you know how much fun you can have? In elementary and such, I wasn't a big fan of all the catty girls. I wanted to go out and fight! When a boy pushed me down, I didn't cry, I stood up and beat him down senseless (my brother taught me that and was called to the office for it, bless his heart) I didn't want to be on the girls team because they couldn't run or win like the boy's team could! All my friends were the boys team anyways. I pretty much grew up with that. I attended all of the rodeos and stock shows. I was total cowgirl
So you can guess what happened next. I started talking to him and found out he was way more than he seemed. He was a guy who missed his famly and friends and being close to everything. Country just wasn't his style. It wasn't hsi fault his parents dragged him from sunny California. Turned out he was kinda funny with his little dream of a football career and stuff. Needless to say, we started dating. It got super serious too. In fact, when we graduated, we got married. Yeah. We got endless jokes from all the classmates, but we were in love and such. I even agreed to leave my small little country girl life to go with him to this 'Manuka' city that he always wanted to live and stuff. I gave that UP for him! Near the end, he started drinking a lot and I started to become seriously pissed off. I started growing up and he was that same high school boy. It happens all the time and I knew I shouldn't have married him. That was the total thing that happened to every high school sweetheart. People just change. That didn't stop us, I guess. I started not feeling the same way. Just as I was about to run out and call him on it, it turns out I'm pregnant. At first, it was a bunch of people tellng me I was still too young at twenty-two. My idiot husband may not have said anything, but he didn't stick up for me either! That was until the end. Where he admitted about worryng about loosing me and such, which I actually thought it was nothing but a load of crap. Just drunken stuff and wanted to try to make me feel better because he did that. But I was at least glad he wasn't against me with the kid.
But god, the birth. Something went horribly wrong. The entire pregnancy, I was sick. Sick and couldn't eat anything. Between people telling me I couldn't and my stubbornness, I decided to make the choice to go all natural birth to show everyone I could do it. This mistake cost me my life. All I remember is unbelievable pain and once the crying started, I heard everyone yelling 'THE BLEEDING WON'T STOP! HER HEART RATE IS QUICKENING!' I got a glimpse of my baby girl before my last breath. I died giving child birth. It was all over. So I thought. God wanted me to protect this newborn child, and informed me who it was. My charge was my own baby girl, who my husband named Emma after my mother. At first, I tried to keep hidden, but I'm not very good at being sneaky. After about three years, he caught me and shit his pants when he saw me looking over Emma while she was sleeping. He's the only person who knows that I'm Emma's mother because everyone who remembered wanted nothing to do with that child. I wanted nothing to scream at my idiot redneck relatives that it wasn't Emma's fault, but I didn't want them to die of heart attack. Besides, he's been taking a fine job of my girl. I've been looking after her for as long as I can remember. When she turned eighteen, I ran into her and we actually have been inseperable ever since. We're like best friends. More than most mothers could ever say about their kids. "[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]
who is the amazing mastermind behind the likes of you?
"Hiiii it's Emily. Not my fault. Ally brought out the puppett and we found a perfect pb and everyone was telling me to do it. My others are Damon Ellis, Cierra LaBeau, Becca Carpenter, Chandler Way, Iain Wilkins, Remy McElhaney, Elijah Sabrer, Kimberly Wilson, and Eleyna Pearce. Yep, this is my tenth. I know, I know... You know, on my computer it pushes the whole app to the side and I want it in the middle and I think it's because this section is too small, so I'm going to be rambling just so I can fill this empty space. I'm so close to finsihing her. I'd like to thank all the wonderful amazing memebers on here for inspiring me for everything and I love them all so much! <333"Meep!
