Post by Claire Heart on Jun 21, 2008 14:45:56 GMT -5
Name:Born Galinda Grace Upland, of the upper uplands. Now, I go by just Glinda Upland. i]
Specieduplander
Birthdate:Please Include the Month, Date, and the Year as to which your character was born
Age: 30
Year at Shiz/Year Graduated (if attended Shiz)Eight years ago
Major/House at ShizI was a sorcery major, at the now Glinda tower of Shiz university
Birthplace: In the upper uplands
Allegience Secretly, and may I repeat, it has to be secretly, I will always be aligned with my dear friend Elphie
Appearance: I don’t look much different now than in my days at Shiz. I’m still the blond with those beautiful curls that people used to ask how in the world did I get them to stay so pretty? My secret…you thought I was going to tell, didn’t you? No! Read my book. It’s called “How to be Popular” by Glinda Upland. A best seller on the Oz-list for most notable readables. Oops, I did get off track didn’t I?
Well, I’m about 5’4, blonde curls, blue eyes, that real fragile, light skin. You’ll never catch me not dressed in my best or without a good pair of heels on my feet. Sometimes my job requires a little more modest attire, so I have changed over to a few business suits instead of mostly ball gowns; but I still know how to dress up when the time is right!
Picture:
Don’t blame me for the big smile. They told me to smile as big as I could, and I did. It’s a horrible picture, but it will have to do.
OK, I’m not smiling at all in this one.
Sexual Orientation I’m straight.
Background History: Since I’m a public figure pretty much everyone knows my life already. I was, of course, raised an only child of public figures, wealthy public figures at that, in the Upper Uplands. At age eighteen I was admitted to Shiz university, not because of my intellect or abilities, but because Mommy and Daddy had money. At the time if someone had told me that I would have found it offensive, but now I’m a big girl. I don’t care how I got there because Shiz changed my life.
Not only did Shiz give me the opportunity to develop my sorcery skills (which were little to none upon admittance), but I met my best friend, Elphie. Sure, at first Elphaba and I did not have the best relationship. We were “loathing” roommates. However, we grew on each other, and that green girl is just a big bunch of love! It broke my heart the day we parted ways over the Wizard, and even more so when we had that tiff over Fiyero. You should always choose your friends before boys. I learned that lesson.
After her “death” I was broken up but tried desperately to put the land of Oz back together. It wasn’t until Fiyero (now the scarecrow) came into power and filled me in on all that had happened that I finally understood what my place was. After that I started Glinda’s Home for Orphaned Ozians and took in any children who needed help and guidance. Then secretly still kept in touch with Elphie and tried to help her in her quests in a world she herself could no longer be in.
Personality Traits/Flaws: As a young girl I would say I had more flaws than traits (even though this is in hindsight not speaking as the person I was). I was greedy, bossy, rude, and downright mean! However, I was very popular. Seems strange to me how the nastiest people are the most loved. And the best people are hated.. Nonetheless, after discovering through Elphie that the important things are on the inside, not the outside, I vowed to become someone new. I can say I’m Glinda the Good now, all thanks to her.
Of course I still love to be pretty and popular, and who wouldn’t? I still love helping others out in fashion situations and making the best out of situations, but I do it with a loving heart and a generous thought. My goal is to make everyone happy and equally popular. Popularity is great, and it does get you somewhere; but once you’re there, use that power for good.
Intrests/Hobbies Dressing up, Seeing Elphie, Helping others, Redecorating, designing outfits
Likes Seeing my orphans, Getting new shoes, Going to parties, Seeing Elphie, Going back to Shiz
Dislikes Jealousy, Hatred toward those who are different, Poor fashion sense, being hurtful to others, Mombie
Greatest Fear: That Elphie will be discovered and taken away from me once more.
Strengths Standing up for what’s right, Making others see things her way, Dressing fashionably, Helping others, Being good
Weaknesses A new pair of shoes, Ball gowns, Ice Cream (gotta keep my figure!), Letting my position get to my head, Letting others hurt me
Best Memory The first dance at Shiz. Learning how to “do the Elphie” was the most fun I may have had in my whole life.
Worst Memory The day I thought I’d lost her forever. When I saw her hat, my heart broke.
Goals: I want to continue my work at my orphan home and the work of Elphie in the public eye. I also would like to find someone for myself, maybe, one day. A girl can dream.
Writing Sample(I know it’s Claire, not Glinda, but I’ll figure out something to write for Glinda when I cross that bridge) Claire Heart sat in her room brushing her golden locks, thinking of the days ahead and all the excitement in store. Her brother had only been gone from the room a few minutes, but her mind had been miles away for hours. She hadn’t listened to a word he said about homework and classes, she was thinking about the party at the end of the month. The midsummer ball was just around the corner, and she needed a date and a dress. She had already decided upon the pale pink shoes with bows on the toes, and of course her pearls from Nanny Silva. But the dress outweighed them ten to one. So up she sprang after running the brush over just once more and bounced over to the closet, “party dresses…party dresses...party dresses…” she mumbled again again and again pulling things off the hangers and flinging them on the floor.
"Now, let's see. The pink dress....or the pink dress...or the pink dress...ooh! That's a pretty shade!" She dug through the mass of thingytail style dresses from ballet to fuschia in varying shades. "How will I ever sort through this mess and decide?" She sighed and flopped down on the floor in the pile of pink fluff. Her eyes traveled upward to the ceiling where the tiny skylight was pushing the last bits of sunlight into the room. Her mind again drifted to what others must be doing right now, something more fun than laying in a pile of party dresses, surely.
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