<div class="floatright">(http://i1251.photobucket.com/albums/hh549/Holodancer/1Burn0ut/AlyssaArce_zps80212852.jpg)</div><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong> Demi Etherson</strong></span></div><strong>Age:</strong>21<br/><strong>Height:</strong>5'7"<br/><strong>Weight:</strong>114 lbs.<br/><strong>Hair:</strong>Long dirty blonde/light brown<br/><strong>Eyes:</strong>Light Blue<br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>RACING ABILITY</strong></td></tr><tr><td><strong>Awareness:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Reflexes:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Handling:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Drifting:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Composure:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Daredevilry:</strong></td><td>█ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><strong>Current Occupation:</strong>Scooping Ice cream with Star Freyman at an ice cream parlor.<br/><br/><strong>Hobbies outside of racing:</strong>Ultarmarathon Trail Running, dancing, parties and more dancing.<br/><br/><strong>Appearance/Style:</strong>Mostly wears jeans, jean shorts, bikinis, tight t-shirts and running shoes. A slutty girl next door look. She owns some slinky little tight mini dresses and stilettos but they stay packed in a suitcase.<br/><br/><strong>Personality:</strong>Really naive about a lot of things. She's always looking for a good time and it's like she can't help herself. If you ask her to party she will go, no questions asked. Also lacks good judgement and will mouth off to the wrong people. If she gets angry she can turn into a human sized yappy chihuahua. Demi has a very addictive personality and sometimes can border on a bit of OCD, one telling tale is her need to wash her hands about 20-30 times a day and constantly check her cell phone for messages (even though it'll vibrate and/or ring if one comes in.)<br/><br/><strong>History:</strong>Demi's father spoiled her when she was little, she was daddy's little princess and spoiled rotten.<br/><br/>Unfortunately, Daddy was a major movie producer and parties in the household were run of the day. She drove expensive sports cars as a teen and lived in Beverly Hills where hobnobbing with the rich and famous was an everyday occurrence.<br/><br/>It was all life in mansions, trips around the world, Spanish villas, tutoring, private dance lessons, she even got her first taste of driving at age sixteen when she learned how to drive a race Car for a celebrity charity race alongside people like Tom Cruise. The race car lessons were only a handful and the event was nothing but pure fun but she learned to love driving at that point in time.<br/><br/>This lifestyle led the easily influenced young party girl to snorting up cocaine like it was oxygen. No help arrived for her though, Daddy died of a stroke and all his wealth went to the stepmother who promptly kicked Demi out of the house. Not a problem for this resourceful teen, she shacked up with the nearest old rich dude she could find and continued to live the party life. Then her new surrogate daddy got put in a seniors home by his family and she was again homeless. The family had found out about her sponging up the cash and didn't much like that their daddy was bedding a teen gold digger.<br/><br/>By this time though she knew all the right people and parties. Everyone loved a party girl, especially a fresh 18 year old attractive one that was desperate for money. It's hard to say when it first happened. Demi just started waking up in the mornings with a purse full of cash and the scent of sex all over her. Like a zombie she just went from party to party for most of the next couple years selling herself to support her expensive habit and partying her brains out.<br/><br/>On her 20th birthday she woke up in her new/used car (the Mitsubishi 3000GT V4 that some rich guy had given her) and she was parked under a freeway on the wrong side of South Central LA. It took another year to straighten herself out, she got back into athletic running but continued to work as a high-end escort and support the ever present party girl lifestyle. Then came a day that she wanted a fresh start and drove across country to find it.<br/><br/><strong>Current Situation:</strong>Demi doesn't talk about her past too much unless she gets to talking with someone that has had some similar history. Or when she's bored as shit working behind a counter in an Ice Cream Parlor... Star knows the whole sorted tale now. It's not that they are good friends or anything but when you're at work and you got nothing better to do you find ways to entertain yourself.<br/><br/>Demi was living in her car and working at the ice cream parlor with Star while all her money went into the money pit she calls El Diablo. She only recently got into street racing for fun and for the after parties. Alright, mostly for the after parties.<br/><br/><strong>Relationships: (Completed)</strong>Demi loves everyone<strong>♥</strong><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Adriano Guillermo</div><div class="spoiler_body">Don't know him, just met him when I moved in. I hear he loves to get tossed and break open the karaoke, sounds like a real blast to hang with.  </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Blake Richardson</div><div class="spoiler_body">My roomie! We only just met in the last week but I know I'm going to love her already!  </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Clint Shaw</div><div class="spoiler_body"> Met him at the Ice Cream Parlor a couple times and they went out a couple times alone together. She got to know him over breakfast the next day. <em>*winks*</em> Not a lot of talking happened the night before if you know what I mean, wink wink nudge nudge! Score 8/10, not drunk and total swinger.</div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Jason Sullivan</div><div class="spoiler_body">Another total babe, she met him a few weeks or something ago. He was good enough to pick her up after work and take her out for drinks. Well, one thing led to another and after some awkward moments trying to get their clothes off the smexy timez happened. He scored a 6/10 because, well, drunk sex is always a bit awkward - especially in a car.     </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Juliana Dang</div><div class="spoiler_body">Totally just met her but she's got this super adorable cat, Mr Muffles &lt;3 </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Marcellus Smith</div><div class="spoiler_body">Don't really know him well but he's really cute and one night Star introduced us. So we took a tumble together and it's all good. He's got a great bod, I give him an 6/10 but he was most likely drunk and it was really late at night.  </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Star Freyman</div><div class="spoiler_body">She's that pink haired girl from the ice cream parlor with all the tats that Demi has spilled her life story too. Together they are the founding members of the Ice Cream Club (ICC), there's only one rule with ICC, we don't talk about ICC.  :P Alright so let's talk about ICC, it's really just the name that Demi gives it. Basically it boils down to the fact that Star is smoking hot and Demi wants her body, so they like to get together and make out in the store when they are bored or want to get a rise out of the customers. It's all good fun. Great kisser, she gets an 8/10 </div></div><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Mr. Muffles</div><div class="spoiler_body">Demi secretly wants to marry, Mr Muffles. He's like the perfect boy - cuddly, affectionate, but not to clingy and gives her her space. Now if only she could find a way to get that harlot "Jules" out of the way so Demi could have Mr Muffles all to herself.  Score: 10/10, perfect man. </div></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://px6.streetfire.net/0001/82/40/1402804_600.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Car:</strong>"El Diablo"<br/>1991 Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4,<br/>0-60 mph 4.7s, Quarter mile 13.4s,<br/>330 hp, AWD.<br/>