Character: Rachel Berry
Series:
GleeCharacter Age: 17
Canon: Have you ever wanted to watch a bunch of teenagers sing about their issues? No? Well, too bad for you! Glee follows a group of students as they face hurdles such as relationships, popularity, and show choir. Each week, the members of New Directions learn how to deal with each other’s clashing personalities, and how to overcome various issues that would otherwise drag their team down. With only catchy musical numbers at their disposal, they try their hardest to reach the ever elusive goal of becoming show choir champions.
Rachel Berry is the star of the Glee club, and she knows it. She’s very driven, and is willing to do almost anything in order to achieve her goal of stardom. While extremely talented, she often lets her passion, and general emotions, cloud her judgment when it comes with dealing with other people. This makes her come off as overbearing, although she can bring it down a level or two, especially during the few instances when she actually admits that she was wrong. Most of the time, though, she remains in a constant state of overly dramatic diva. Despite the overall controlling and, at times, opportunistic aspect of her personality, she is a genuinely nice person! She can be supportive and friendly, and will lend a hand to those in need. And even though she known to be conceited, she does house a bucketful of insecurities. However, she’s not likely to let those things get in the way of herself and her future.
Sample Post:
I think I’ll make this chapter thirteen of my autobiography.
Because of the number’s ominous background, I’ve always planned to have some extremely dramatic event occupy that space. I was originally going to write how it’s apparently frowned upon to sneak in live animals into a stage production of Cinderella, even though it made singing to them much more realistic. But as traumatic as being banned from my prekindergarten activities was, I think that a crazy summer camp actually beats that! I may have to leave out a few details simply because this place is stepping into a few genres that are way too overused. I mean, zombies? Really? It’s like the Thriller jokes just write themselves. If you’re going to be so deep in cliches, you might as well slap a hockey mask on one of them and call it a night-oh! That could be a possible title for the chapter, Friday the 13th. A very clever reference, if I do say so myself.
Ignoring all of that though, I really do think that this will all make for a great story later. And when they make the film version of my book, this camp will make for an excellent horror intermission. Or maybe sci-fi, I haven’t decided yet on how I’m going to handle all the supernatural and alien aspects. Normally if you talk about meeting vampires and are over the age of twelve, people tend to look at you oddly. Or you join a cult, like the Church of Vampireology. And since I haven’t reached the point of my career where either of those things are acceptable yet, I might just skip over the spooky, magical bits. I should probably not mention that it’s all a giant farm either; not even robotic cows can make that not dull.
But that’s enough about my plans for the future. There are far more important things to worry about at the moment, like my grand entrance! A normal introduction definitely won’t do in a setting such as this, especially since there are so many things here that can overshadow it. I was considering on having a performance on top of the silo, but there seems to be something living there. At first I thought that it would be best to get it-her?-completely out of the way somehow, but then I started thinking. If I got her to grab me on cue, it would be reminiscent of King Kong grabbing the woman on top of the Empire State Building. Who would forget something like that? And since it’s already following the whole sea creature theme, a piece from The Little Mermaid would be the most appropriate to choose from. The only problem with this is that it may take a while to properly teach her how to do everything, and I don’t want to take too long or else it’ll no longer be relevant . . . Hmm.
You know, I think I’m starting to understand why they were so angry about the Cinderella incident. It’s difficult teaching a monster new tricks.
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