Anastasia Ritter

[Anastasia Ritter]

Anastasia Ritter

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NAME:

[/b] Anastasia Ritter
AGE:[/b] 18
YEAR: Junior
GENDER: Feminine
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight, at least when sober
CELEBRITY CLAIM: Maria Brink


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FAMILY:
Helena Ritter - Mom
Kendall Ritter - Dad
Drake Ritter - Twin brother
Katherine Ritter - adopted sister
HISTORY:
I guess being a Ritter made me powerful. And rich. And being born on Valentine's Day just screamed a lucky love life. Sure, I may be the younger twin, but there was definitely nothing young about me as I grew up. We were known as one of the rich families. I didn't really care, so long as I got amazing birthday parties (shared by Drake, of course) and gifts to match, I was happy.

Sure, Kendall (I never called him dad except when he was in the room) seemed like an alcoholic, but I ignored it. Besides, everyone has dark secrets, no matter how rich, how powerful, how hot, or how popular they are. Which is what I learned on my own years later.

My child hood memories were all spent with Drake and various nannies. Sad? Yeah, it was. Kendall and Helena were never really seen by us except whenever they held parties. Sure, it was great to have freedom and all the toys you wanted, but after a while, you just want to be hugged by the woman who gave birth to you and to be told a bedtime story by the guy who fucked her... Y'know?

Well, we went through many nannies in our time. Drake's favorite was obviously the french one. Because of her, we know French, how to cook delicious little treats, and many random things about life. She was great and she reminded me of a mother figure. It was great until Drake had to fuck it up.

Sure, I love my twin, but that was a terrible move. When he called her mommy, I knew that she was going to leave. Helena kicked her and got that nanny replaced by the one that treated us horridly. During that time, Kendall came in and announced he was getting us a gift. I could tell Drake was curious. I was, too. When Kendall came back, I was hoping for a pony or Backstreet Boys in a box, but it was a girl instead. She was vaguely familiar to me, but Drake recognized her. I quickly grew close to this girl. Helena didn't like her, and I could definitely tell. It kinda made me glad that I was slowly getting to Helena.

In 7th grade, my body began changing. It was weird. I was feeling pains randomly over my body. Soon enough, I found that my hips were larger, my chest was growing, and that I had cramps every month. See, my body didn't take it slow. I'm a tiny girl and my tits were too big to seem real. But they are and they were still pretty big in middle school. I was a C cup then.

The fights at home were getting horrible. I couldn't stand them. Drake had really taken a liking to Katherine, though they didn't get to the party scene yet. I was 13 at the time and I was party hopping as much as possible to get away from it. At around this point, I began to drift from my beloved twin and adopted sister.

I lost my first kiss to a drunken 16 year old when I was 13. I got felt up the first time just a few months later by a horny 19 year old looking for a fuck. When I told him I wouldn't do that, he slapped me, called me a cunt, then walked off. When I got home that night, I began drawing random things in my notebook. Sure, they weren't the greatest, but after each party, I added to it and made it better. The one I was proudest of was the face of a creepy boy with a bleeding eye.

I got fingered for the first time when I was 14 by a 15 year old who didn't know what he was doing. When I got home that night, I looked up how to get a tattoo while still underage. Instead of bothering with the whole parental consent thing, I met a guy who made fake IDs. In order for her to get one, though, I had to give him a blow job. I didn't mind it and I kinda found it pretty fun. After school the upcoming Monday, I walked to the tattoo parlor near by and got my drawing tattooed on my left hand.

Sure, Helena was pretty mad about this, but she would always get side tracked with her own thoughts or by Kendall.

I lost my virginity on my 15th birthday. During the lavish party that year, I led a random teenage passerby to my room. No one knows that I had sex for the first time that day nor do they know that it was during our party. At that time, I had an unending love for stars (not celebrities, actual celestial and five pointed stars). I drew out some black stars and a few days later I got them tattooed on the inside of my right wrist.

From there on out, I was a mess. A few weeks after I turned 15, I ran into the boy who called me a cunt. I slept with him and a few days later I got a tattoo on my right hand that resembled the one I had on my left hand, except it was a creepy blond girl rather than a creepy boy. The weekend after getting that, I got into a threeway. I got two red hearts on my right and left hand to remind me of the fun that day was.

After that, we moved to San Fransisco. I quickly adjusted to the change and instantly found all the parties. I immediately dove into the party scene and got into plenty of sex and shit.

After each one night stand or blow job or eat out I got a new tattoo. The BELIEVE on my knuckles with the stars were from when I got into an abusive relationship when I was 16. Luckily, he killed himself before he could do any serious damage to me. The stars outside around my wrist were from the key party a few weeks later. The rest of the tattoos on my arm and left side of my neck were from other encounters.

Three weeks short of turning 17 I met a cute boy. He acted like Bille Joe Armstrong from Green Day and had the looks of St. Jimmy. He was more than a one night stand. He was a fuck buddy that turned into a relationship. We lasted ten months before I broke it off because I was cheating. He was devastated, but it was for the better, right? Because the next month was spent at parties, but I didn't sleep with anyone.

Y'see, he affected me badly. He was the first real relationship I got into and I thought it was worth it, but I ruined it. After that, I started to look for that same spark, but I didn't find it. I couldn't even get myself to go further than making out. When did I finally stop looking? February 13th. I only remember the date because it's right before my birthday.

Turns out he killed himself that day. Once I heard the news, I kind of felt free and that now I could go back to my old ways. Which is what I did. I immediately went back to sex with guys as much as possible. Then we went off to Daze. As it turns out, though, I spent too many nights fucking, drinking, and smoking pot to even recall that my parents got divorced.

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APPEARANCE: Anastasia stands barely five foot three when she stands without any form of heels. Her layered blond hair reaches just past her breasts, though it's normally half up or teased or curled or anything else she could do to her blond locks. Her green eyes were part of the reason why she attracted so many guys in her life. The rest of the reason was her curvacious body which nearly resembled a pin-up. She was well endowed both in the front and in the back. She dresses mostly like an average teen, but she prefers to wear frilly dresses. They make her feel girly. And sexy. Like the way lingerie does. She has tattoos running up and down her right arm as well as on her neck and on the back of her hands.
LIKES:

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Boys
Sex
Tattoos
Katherine
Drake
Drawing
Creating new ideas
Being a Ritter!
Partying
Loud music to have sex to
Her body
Fake IDs
Three ways
Key parties
Stars (celestial and five pointed)
Parties
Tattoos on boys
DISLIKES:
When she can't get a good tattoo idea
Being denied service at tattoo parlors
Getting worked up, but not going through with sex
When the condom breaks
Forgetting to take her pill
Tiny dicks
When tattoos actually hurt
Shit music to have sex to
Minute-men
People taking advantage of Katherine
Almost getting caught by police
Abusive relationships
Suicidal people
Cliché tattoos
FEARS:
The condom breaking AGAIN
Being that 0.01% chance of pregnancy on the pill
Getting caught at a party by the police
Getting into another abusive relationship
Obtaining HIV via tattoo needle
The tattoo artist messing up the tattoo
Laser surgery
Regretting the tattoos later on in life
SECRET:
She idolizes Billie Joe Armstrong. No one knows.
She lost her virginity during her party.
She thinks if she gets into another relationship, they'll kill themselves eventually like the others
She's one of the few girls that hasn't gotten pregnant yet
GOAL:
To have a successful marriage that won't end in divorce
Or at least get into a stable relationship
Or at least find a non-suicidal guy
Meet Billie Joe Armstrong one day
Possibly get a piercing
MENTIONABLES:
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EXPERIENCE: Nearly three and a half years (I finally checked!)
TIMEZONE:

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CHARACTERS: Yessir! Reina B. Dark, Tweek Monroe, Jonathan Parker, Beatrice Katrina Solheim, Flower Meadows (DEAD), Sheena Ramon, Candy Lenora Rickette (DEAD), Deteme Woodward, Danny Ballard, Elyezer Visel, Anthony Ballard, Leandra Michelle Norton, Maximilian Dawn, Banshee Dawn, ArchAngel Dawn, Cemetry Dawn, Alexander Ivanov, Kharma Emerly, and Columbia Ocean Eaton.
FOUND: Twitter told Facebook who told MySpace in which they whispered it sensually to Experience Project (who trembled in fear) then proceeded to tell Youtube. They arrested MySpace and then I was there to laugh then look it up.
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credits go to tweekPOP ! of CAUTION 2.0 <3

[Reina B. Dark]

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