Naya Rivera Application :)

    Name and Age: Júlia, fourteen. But don't worry, I mean it when I say my brain is much older.

    Timezone: BRT

    Activity level: I'd say 8, because I tend to get attached to characters and sign in a lot; usually happens.

    Desired character: Naya Rivera

    Para sample: (I'm using third person)

    Naya walks out of the set, holding her phone in the palm of her hand as she scrolls through twitter timeline, eyeing but not absorbing anything really. Until one tweet in particular catches her eye; "Today is bad luck day for dark haired ladies. #Superstition" She laughs, throwing her head back and mentally telling herself it's simply superstition and that it makes no sense, but that doesn't stop her brain from capturing the short sentence flashing on her screen, and Naya finds herself looking around and trying to see anything different from usual.

    "I'm not supersticious." She reassures herself, breathing in and stopping in her tracks. "At all." Back to walking, she watches the sunrays flicker in her skin and the breath that she'd been holding only is released when she aprroaches and unlocks her car. Starting the engine, Naya drives off, taking the shorter way home.

    And she's nodding hear head to a soft tune coming from the radio, when a motorcycle dodges her car with an annoying honking sound. Naya honks back and parks clumsily, sighing and throwing her head back, trying to calm down before unbuckling her seat belt and storming off, and she keeps telling herself that this has nothing to do with that goddamn tweet, but it has no effect.

    And as she walks back in after analysing the thick line carved into the car's bodywork, she gives up. "Maybe I am superstitious." The seatbelt is buckled back and a shiver runs down her spine as the engine roars. "Whatever."

    In Character Questions:

    1. I've been truly lucky, to say the least. Getting to follow the carreer that I love and constantly receive all this support from everyone is really amazing.

    2. I don't think so. I am happy with who I am and I think everyone should be grateful for what they have. Besides, I'm doing what I love to do, with people I equally love. What more could I ask for?

    3. Love is love, no matter what. And quite frankly, I don't think I need a piece of paper to show my love for someone. I'd rather take actions.

    4. I think I'm growing, still. I'm blessed to be where I am, sure, but I guess I deserve it. Probably not all of it, but well, it takes some hard work, even to do what you love. I like to think people never stop rising.