RYAN, NATASHA ARIANA

[natasha ariana ryan]

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name: natasha ariana ryan
age: twent-one
membergroup: guests
face claim: rosie hungtington-whiteley
history/personality: The Ryan family was a fairly wealthy and successful family from London, England. It was a family of five, with two sons and one daughter. Their mother is a fashion desginer/model and their father is a CEO for Ryan Investments. The family liked to travel the world, well it was more or less their mother travelling all around the world with her children. Natasha Ryan was the only daughter, and the youngest of the family. She was the prized possession of the family. The jewel in her fathers eyes. Her mother had started her into modeling at a young age, taking her all around the world for different modelling opportunities. As much as Natasha loved to travel the world, she was a daddys girl, and her father was never around her when she was in a new country or continent. So when her mother went travelling for her own work, her brothers tagged along but Natasha would stay home with her father.

Her parents separated when she was eleven. She would spend most of her time with her father and see her mother mainly for work. It wasn't that she didn't like her mother, she just got along with her father better. She also stayed with her mother from time to time to stay with her brothers. They spent equal times with both parents and Tash had a close bond with her brothers. When her mother moved to Los Angeles, California, Natasha was seventeen and started spending more time with her mother. She loved California. When Natasha was twenty, she moved into her own apartment in LA. Her mother had moved to Australia by then. But she still travelled a lot for modeling. But this was now just around the US. It was only on occasion when she did work outside of the States. She kept it close to home. She's recently arrived in Miami, Florida, for more work. She likes to keep herself busy.

Natasha was always someone who had a smile on her face. She loved meeting people in her travels. She was just a friendly person. She was confident and independent, someone who looked after herself. She is someone that doesn't let anyone stand in her way of what she wants and is determined to do whatever it takes to get to where she needs to go.

rp sample:

Shopping. It was a word Ariana Serena Marx was very familiar with. She loved to shop. Okay, love was an understatement. It was more like looooved to shop. She was always shopping. The benefits of having a socialite fashion designer for a model. She wanted Aria to take over Marx Fashion Industries, so she wanted her daughter as happy with her as she could. Sure, Aria loved an excuse for new fashions and going out and never finding herself bored, but it didn't mean she was interested in taking over MFI. But she liked the events and everything that her mother asked her to go to. So she went along with them, her mother seeming convinced she would finally take over her business.

So that's where Aria currently was. Shopping. What kind of shopping? Anything really. Aria had started off with getting herself a coffee. She liked her coffee. She had left the house wearing an outfit from her mother's clothing line. Usually when she did, it was just out of something she liked and picked up to wear. But today she specifically wore something from her mother's line. Why? She had to go see her mother briefly before she went shopping. Her mother probably had some event or something she wanted her daughter to go to for her because she was "much too busy" to attend it herself. That was a load of bull. Her mother was never "much too busy" for attending events. She just wanted Aria to go so that Aria was interested in the business. Actually, she was more interested in the social events. The fun!

But after seeing her mother, Aria was free for the rest of the day. There was no point going home and changing into something else, besides ... she was comfortable wearing her mother's line. So she went into practically every store, browsing for something that stood out for her. She was making her way out of one store, turning to continue down the street when she bumped into someone. She had gone and bought herself another coffee, which she had now spilled all over them. "Oh my god! I'm so sorry!" she gasped.