YOUNG, LYLA JULIE

[lyla julie young]

lyla julie young

character basics
CITYSCAPE, I WANT TO ESCAPE TAKE ME TO THE ROOT OF YOUR LIGHT
CITYSCAPE, FOREVER ENGRAVED, STUCK IN TIME, STUCK INSIDE MY MIND

FULL NAME , lyla julie young.
NICKNAMES , lela, la, juju.
AGE , twenty two.
BIRTHDAY , august sixteenth.
SEXUALITY , heterosexual.
GRADE , n/a.
OCCUPATION , dancer/waitress.
MEMBER GROUP , townie.

hello, my name is CHELSEA. i am SEVENTEEN years young and i consider myself a(n) INTERMEDIATE - ADVANCED roleplayer. i found this site through AD. so, here's an example of my average post:

It wasn’t normal for him to be listening to Dinah Washington, but after he’d listened to Abby sing “I’ve Got a Crush on You,” he couldn’t seem to get the old soulful voice out of his head, and he had it on repeat as he walked through the halls, his leather bag across his torso as his black shoes hit the old stone floors that he’d been walking since the young age of eighteen. It had been fourteen years since he’d seen this corridor, and it hadn’t changed at all, the same hurried students crossing his path, half of them hung-over, and the other half with pen marks across their face, after falling asleep with their highlighters as they tried to pull all nighters. He remembered doing just that, partying until dawn, and feeling so screwed the next morning, and now he was that evil teacher that he’d dreaded that always made papers due on Mondays, which definitely cramped everyone’s styles over the weekends. But hey, that was the circle of life, wasn’t it?

His hand reached for the brass handle, and he slowly pulled the heavy wooden door open, that lead into the large, almost a two level, auditorium, where he knew his best friend, Abigail Parker, would be practicing, or working. She’d been with him since college, and he adored her, even if he at one point had almost abandoned her, when things had gotten tough with his ex wife. But Abigail, as nice as she was, stood by him through everything, and supported him. He tried to hide when he was upset, sad, or feeling lonely, which was almost always, but he figured she knew him well enough to tell what he was really feeling, which he secretly sort of hated, because he didn’t want anyone to try and fix his problems.

The blue eyes focused onto a blonde beauty, in the very center of the large stage, her voice low as it hit the walls around the room, and filled Nick’s ears. Sadly, he’d come right as she was finishing. A smile slipping onto his lips, he clapped, his hands hitting one another hard, making a large sound that would fill Abigail’s ears. “Brava, brava!” he shouted, walking down the aisle of rows of chairs to the stage, smirking slightly. “Now who would of guessed I would have found you of all people in here?” he teased, his eyes keeping on her, and he remembered the many different times he’d been in here. Starting with freshman seminar, watching Abigail in various plays, Violet in various debates, and like that, his smile was gone, and he forced it back, the moment he realized he was frowning, his eyes tearing away from Abby, and onto his hands. He tried to think of something else, but it was seemingly impossible, her face kept appearing in his mind. Her smile, her eyes, her knobby knees, her touch, her laugh, her hair, everything, and he felt this pain, heavy in him, pulling him down. It was there, every day; there was always some memory of her, floating in his head, ready to attack just when he felt even the slightest bit of happiness.

He had stopped, without even really paying attention, and glanced back up to Abby, laughing slightly, forced, but trying to blow off what had just happened in his mind. “So what are you doing, trying to take the main part for yourself again, instead of giving it to your students?” Nicholas commented, as he got to the bottom of the stage, in the orchestra, looking almost fully up just to see Abby.

character details
CITYSCAPE, I KNOW I'M HOME WHEN I SEE YOUR SKYLINE IN THE NIGHT
CITYSCAPE, YOU'VE LET ME SEE THAT I AM HOME WHEREVER I SHALL BE

HEIGHT , 5'6".
EYE COLOR , hazel.
HAIR COLOR , blonde.
PLAY-BY , dianna agron.

LIKES , ballet, sophie, her tiny apartment, jazz and soul music, coloring, skittles, green, adele, being in sweats, people watching, traveling, going around new york.
DISLIKES , her family, neon colors, college, california, jerks, feeling lost, salads, not being able to own a car, politics, not being able to carry a tune, feeling lower than those around her (often).
FEARS , turning out like her mother, a fear of falling/heights, and also getting into trouble for her current job (dancing in clubs).
DREAMS , being happy, possibly with another person, in the middle of all the hussle and bussle of the city, just enjoying life to it's fulliest.
SECRETS , she'd never admit it, but lyla really wishes she'd had a normal family, and that maybe, just maybe her father would have given two shits about her.
HABITS/QUIRKS , she's known for singing on the job, and also bitting the caps of pens no matter how gross some find it.
OVERALL PERSONALITY , witty, coming out of her shell, quiet, observant, talented, reliable, lovable, graceful, and organized.

character history
CITYSCAPE, YOU'RE MORE THAN A PLACE. YOU'RE PART OF EVERYTHING I AM
CITYSCAPE, YOU MAKE ME CHASE. YOU MAKE ME FOLLOW EVERYTHING I CAN

MOTHER , jane lenore young, completley overbearing british socialite.
FATHER , elliot jacob toleson III, rich banker & politician that ignores her.
SIBLINGS , carlisle john toleson, younger half brother she's never known.
PETS , sophie, terrier that has followed her around for four years.
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES, ellie may toleson, wicked stepmother.
HOMETOWN , new york city, new york.

OVERALL , Lyla’s story begins in one of the happiest places on earth. Jane Young was a British socialite, her father a rich English lawyer, but she was often in the states due to her lack of direction – winter of 88’, Jane focused all of that money of hers on a trip to Disney Land. It was there she met Elliot Toleson – rich and upcoming banker who lived in Santa Monica, ready to take over his father’s industry. One thing that hadn’t been mentioned to Jane in their whirlwind romance was the fact that Elliot happened to be engaged, married in only a matter of months, and really this wouldn’t have mattered at all, until she found out about becoming pregnant. Now what girl doesn’t expect to be picked up off her feet, and rushed to the nearest chapel upon that type of news? Well, all Elliot did was throw money at Jane and ask her to leave – he didn’t need this sort of scandal on his heels when he had such a promising future. Sadly, the wedding was called off when Elliot’s bride to be found out what had happened. The entire ruckus caught a story, but Jane fled. She explained to her parents what happened, but when they sort of refused to help her out, she married a rich man – the first of man- to take care of her expenses, and moved to New York.


Childhood wasn’t something that was completely terrible for Lyla; however her mother had become very goal ordinate, structured, and even quite a bit pushy. Jane decided to shove Lyla in the direction she figured every little girl would love to be in – dance. She started at an elite dance academy, only three years old, in a class called ‘first steps’. From then on, Lyla was taught to focus a whole lot more on dancing and her own movements rather than on toys, TV, or boys. On her fifth birthday, second step-father who was never around, for her birthday Lyla asked her mother for only one thing – to meet her actual father, for him to come to her dance recital. Now of course, this wish fell flat, but it wasn’t only her father who turned her down, her mother never even asked, and just sort of pretended that he didn’t wish to see her. Sad and also pretty upset, Lyla vowed that this little princess would never turn to the evil old man who deserved no part in her fairytale.

Surprisingly, while most dancers are thought to excel at school work, being able to focus all of their energy on one thing, Lyla was quite the opposite, always trying to succeed in school, while in all reality she just fell behind. Not acceptable. Jane arranged a tutor for Lyla, beginning at age nine; however, instead of lessening her dance workload, Jane only showed signs of slowing down Lyla’s social life. The fact was, however, dancing was something that she did thoroughly enjoy, and she knew that if she ever started to slack off, she’d fall behind, and when that was the one thing she was actually good at, she wasn’t willing to throw it away. The only boyfriend she ever had in high school was William Fitzgerald; he was two years older than her, and a handsome geek, who tutored her in Chemistry. Their relationship lasted a whole five weeks; she was destined to think that this was – yes – in fact the right man for her. They kissed under the lovely moonlight, but nothing more ever really happened, her mother made her break it off so she could focus more time on dance, which she was already spending multiple hours on per day.

College was never really something that Lyla thought of, but her mother managed to talk her into auditioning for Julliard, saying she was a shoe-in. Her then current, and fifth step father, paid for her to have the best classes – she was already talented in ballet, jazz, and ballroom. However, graduation day wasn’t as grand as it should have been. It seemed that she’d barely made it up those steps, and when the letter came, the thin tiny little letter that held her rejection from the prestigious school, she couldn’t seem to handle it. She left her mother, all of her wild antics, multiple husbands, and controlling ways. Without much money saved up, there wasn’t really much that Lyla could do. She stole just enough from her stepfather to buy an apartment, and try to get settled. Only a few years later she was contacted by Carlisle Toleson, her half brother that she never knew she had. He ended up living with her in the city for a little over two years, but just started living on his own – her father’s wealth helped her out greatly, and she’s been in the news quite a bit for the man running for governor of California to have a daughter that no one ever really knew about.

Since she abandoned her mother, Lyla has been working in a few café’s around the city, but something she’s recently grown into, has been this little burlesque dance club, called Guy’s and Doll’s. She’s managed to get her way into dancing, but the seemingly innocent little girl isn’t quite sure why she’s so attracted to something that is anything but innocent. Lyla is slowly coming out of her shell, heck, she’s even been dating around a little more, and that little V card she had back in the days of William Fitzgerald is well behind her. Everything in her childhood world has been flipped upside down, and she’s not really sure if she likes it all that much yet, or not.