bassiano, cordelia marie

[cordelia bassiano]

NAME: cordelia marie bassiano
AGE: nineteen
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 109lbs
EYE COLOR: bue
HAIR COLOR: blonde
ETHNICITY: swedish
LIKES: her son, westin, boys, sex, flirting, fashion, modelling, new york, shopping, tanning, the beach, surfing
DISLIKES: not being the center of attention
SECRETS: wants to get married before she turns twenty-one
GRADE AND/OR OCCUPATION: model
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: straight
PLAY BY PLAY: heather marks

PERSONALITY:

"oh god, you really want to know my personality? it may scare you away since i'm alittle fucked. but really, who isn't? it makes the world go around or whatever. i'm so set in my ways. and i hate when i'm told differently. i'm so beyond stubborn and i like things to be done my way or i hate to say that i can get so moody. it's insane, really. i like getting what i want. when it comes to attention, i like to be right in the middle of it all. if there's a scandal, i like to be on the ground floor of it all. unless it's about me.. then i either milk it for all it's worth, or deny. no press is bad press. or atleast that's what my mother says. i'd love to say she doesn't know much about scandal, but as a socialite she's always involved in some scandal or another. luckily for us, they are rarely about our family.. she just helps other things get out about people. i have a great role model, can't you tell?

ofcourse, like everyone i have weaknesses. and some subjects are sensitive to me. i don't like talking about children. at all. i have a fourteen month old son and talking about him is just a big no. i like people to think of me as untouchable. a heartless party girl who could care less about consequences. because thats really who i am. i'm convinced! so mentioning my son brings out a weakness that i don't like to admit that i have. call me twisted, but we're all alittle bit fucked in the head. i love to cause trouble, and i've been expelled from two private schools in my four years at high school. all for stupid things, really. but whatever. now i'm here in london. and lucky me, my father lives here as well. good thing, i guess. i can live with him and have the nanny look after my boy while i go to school and have fun with my friends. bt despite all of that, i am really nice! to most people, atleast... i just want to have fun. no harm in that.

PLACE OF BIRTH: manhattan, new york
DATE OF BIRTH: july second
FINANCIAL STATUS: very wealthy
FATHER: theodore bassiano
MOTHER: marie bassiano
SIBLINGS: none


HISTORY:

i was born and raised in manhattan. my father is a real estate developer. you know, like donald trump? yeah. like him only he doesn't date twenty some models. atleast not yet. my mother is a socialite and at the time i was born, they were happily married. a yong couple, the world at their fingertips. ect all that. i had a fairly uneventful childhood. not even kidding, it was so boring. my dad worked all the time, and my mom was busy with charity events and shopping with her friends. i was handed off to a nanny when i was younger and i've known her ever since. it's kind of cool that now she's the nanny of my son too. anyway, i started school when i was five, same as any kid. when i was six, my parents divorced because my father was cheating with his secretary. i swear, everything in my past is so cliche. anyway, my mom wasn't as poised as jackie o was with jfk and marilyn monroe, so she kicked his ass to the curb, and he got a townhouse nearby so he could still spend time with me. huge joke, i swear it was jsut for publicity since he had never paid huge amounts of attention to me before. other than to give me permission to have whatever i wanted. so that was all fine with me. as i said, my childhood was boring as hell. my mom remarried a few months later. but ofcourse that didn't last and she divorced him too. the one thing she's good at is getting money out of people. not that she needs it. her parents left her everything they had as well.

my story doesn't really begin until i was a freshman. thats when life got interesting. i hung out with the older kids so i got to go to parties and all that shit. i started drinking at a young age. smoking pot came along with that as well. as well as a nicotine addiction. cigarettes have forever been my best friend. i don't smoke as much now. and only outside. smoke is bad for caspian. by this point, my mom had been in atleast three marriages. all of them ended because she got bored, or because she simply wanted to be single again. it's so pointless, i think everyone knew my dad was the love of her life and she had left him. i think that was the point when i decided i would never be in love. i didn't want to be hurt like my mom. my dad had moved to london, so i saw him a few times a year and he was always mildly interested in my life. he was alot more invested than my mom was. fuck, i trusted our housekeeper who had been there since i was born more than i trusted my xanax-popping mother. i guess we had that in common. when i needed to calm down, i sometimes would steal one of her xanax and it would always help me sleep. but i wasn't addicted like we all knew she was. but rehab would be a scandal. and god forbid my mother caused one of those.

anyway, life got interesting when i was sixteen. i met a boy, and same old story. we started dating, shit hit the fan and voila, here's caspian. i'd love to say i don't regret having him. but i do. he ruined my life. i love him to death, but he ruined everything. atleast it gave me a legit reason to beak up with his father.. i don't know. i think i would have fucked that one up somehow anyway. he said he loves me, but whatever. love is a lie. it's just code for sex, and we do that anyway. so anyway. i found out i was pregnant when i was sixteen. i debated abortion. i really did, i made an appointment without telling anyone and then tried to go through with it but i couldn't. i was homeschooled during my pregnancy, and for the first few months after he was bon. when i got my body back, i went back to school and picked up my life where i left off. except i was single, so i could do what i wanted again. i have always been a hard partier, and after caspian was born.. i think i got even more out of hand. i got two tattoos. one on my ankle. which is just flowers. the one behind my ear says 'caspian' for my kid, obviously. anyway, i had a brief period where i tried cocaine, and i got caught with it at school. so i was expelled despite my mothers best efforts. it wasn't put on my record though.. so i could still go to college and all that shit. after that, my mom had enough of me and now here i am in london.

when i was in london, i met a boy named westin. he was kind of cute. not my type though. i had never gone for musicians. but we flirted and i just couldn't refuse him. it was weird. i thought about him like.. all the time. so we were alittle on and off about things. but when caspian was hospitalized i turned to westin to keep me sane. so yeah. my son has leukemia. that fails alot. anyway, so i started modelling again, and then westin, caspian and i moved to hawaii. life is going pretty good. casp is in remission so we're hoping for the best.

ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:

you've seeeen how bad i suck

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