ZACCHARA, elizabeth imogene -|| SAMPLE

[Lizzie Zacchara]

E L I Z A B E T H
I M O G E N E Z A C C H A R A

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FULL NAME ♥ elizabeth imogene zacchara
NICKNAMES ♥ lizzie, liz, lizbits, imogene (though she’ll probably kill you for that one.)
AGE ♥ 22
GENDER ♥ female
SEXUALITY ♥ heterosexual
MARITAL STATUS ♥ it’s complicated
GRADE/OCCUPATION ♥ art student
PLAYED BY ♥ becky herbst, bitches!

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APPEARANCE ♥ 5’2’’, blue-eyed brunette with light streaks, tattoo on her lower back, piercings in each ear and one hole on the top of her left ear, usually pretty sleek but can be casual.
LIKES ♥ art museums. painting. hot chocolate. her family. her few friends. her studio. dramas. bitching people out. Italy. listening to her twin play the piano.
DISLIKES ♥ people who mess with her family. people who mess with her. claudia benson. her cousin, sarah webber. coffee. waitressing. hypocrites. jason morgan. math. soap operas.
WEAKNESSES ♥ cooking. stubborn. pool. math. her rambling. tequila.
STRENGTHS ♥ art. stubborn. loyalty. honesty, however brutally. baking brownies. first aid.
FEARS ♥ Something happening to her family and being raped again.
GOALS ♥ To become an accomplished artist and run Claudia Benson out of town.
SECRETS ♥ Her rape.

PERSONALITY ♥

Elizabeth Imogene Zacchara is a bitch through and through, with a sweet side that still lurks deep underneath. She never lets anyone get away with messing with her family, even sister Carly, and is creative to boot. Johnny and Lizzie have that special connection that only twins do and, as such, Lizzie usually gets into fights when someone insults her brother, as people often do since Johnny prefers to be with his music. As the second-youngest child of Anthony Zacchara and not considered by him to be a bastard, she is up for the future Zacchara crown once Daddy Dearest kicks the bucket. Although no one can tell, Elizabeth is also secretive, as she refuses to say the biggest thing haunting her every dream. She’s usually stylish – usually, as she never thinks twice about wearing a paint-smattered smock when she’s making another masterpiece. She knows exactly how to use her feminine charms to get her way and doesn’t hesitate to use them. She likes to hang out and play pool, although she isn’t too good at the game, and enjoys several tequila shots now and then. Lizzie knows how to lick it, slam it, suck it.

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MOTHER ♥ maria joy hardy-zacchara, deceased.
FATHER ♥ anthony giovanni zacchara, 62, mobster.
SIBLINGS ♥ brenda veronica zacchara, 36, model – paternal half-sister.
brandi gabrielle zacchara, 36, fashionista - paternal half-sister.
caroline leigh zacchara, 34, co-owner of deception cosmetics – paternal half-sister.
emily marie bowen zacchara, 23, med student – paternal half-sister/cousin.
john anthony zacchara, 22, co-owner of the haunted star – twin.
vincent joseph zacchara, 20, writer – maternal half-brother.
OTHER ♥ jason alan morgan, 20, mob enforcer – accidental husband.
audrey rochelle march hardy, 76, head of student nurses at gh – step-grandmother.
michael william corinthos, 41, mob boss – half-maternal cousin.
richard trevor lansing, 31, attorney – half-maternal cousin.
claudia dominique benson, 30, receptionist – archenemy.
Etc.
HISTORY ♥

(on the site)

Maria Joy Hardy Zacchara was another child that Steve Hardy was unaware of. During one of the times that he and Audrey were separated, Steve went to England to visit his brother and somehow ended up in someone’s bed. Never one to dash, Steve tried to make it work with the woman, but the two agreed that they couldn’t be more different and he returned to the United States. Unaware at the time, the woman was pregnant with their baby girl, and when Maria Zacchara turned ten, she convinced one of her aunts to take her to New York to find her father. Imagine Steve’s surprise when another child showed up. Audrey was wary of her at first, but eventually they had a warm relationship. Maria, who never really had a mother since her mother was too caught up in her work, began to think of Audrey as her own mum. It was Audrey’s friend, Bobbie Spencer, who first introduced Maria and Anthony. She never once thought that they might end up together, since Anthony was considerably older.

Elizabeth Imogene Zacchara and her twin John Anthony probably wouldn’t have been conceived had it not been for Anthony Zacchara forcing himself on his much younger, future wife. Nevertheless, when Maria discovered she was pregnant, she entered marriage to Anthony without complaint and loved her children almost instantly. Anthony, who considered most of his children bastards, though had a soft spot for Emily that he wouldn’t admit to, took a surprise liking to Elizabeth and an almost liking to Johnny. Maria lived a happy life with her children, although kept a secret lover as well. When Anthony found Trevor Lansing in his wife’s bed, he threatened to take full custody of the twins. Maria planned to go on the run with them, but she and Trevor were found dead. Whether or not it was by Anthony’s hand, no one knows. Ric Lansing blames every single last one of the Zaccharas, which is ironic since two of them are his half-cousin and one is his half-brother.

Anthony already had daughters Brenda, Brandi, Carly, and Emily – through Veronica, Bobbie, and Paige, respectively. Emily was thrilled to have another sister from the very first minute she heard. Brenda, who wasn’t around too often, hoped to turn Elizabeth into the biggest girly girl and was disappointed when her sister would rather sit and play pool. Brandi and Lizzie grew close. Carly, on the other hand, took years to feel anything but hatred for her youngest sister. Carly hated that Lizzie got all of the attention from Anthony, but when the two were older and after Carly almost died in a car accident, they developed a certain civility with each other.

When Elizabeth and Emily were 16 years old, a Rebecca Shaw came to town and attempted to steal Emily’s identity. Lizzie didn’t stand for that. Before Anthony could put a hit on Rebecca, Lizzie and Emily convinced Nikolas Cassadine to play on Rebecca’s feelings. The sisters both have bitchy sides that especially come out when someone tries to mess with their family. With some begging and pleading – although not many, since Emily was well aware that she had Nikolas wrapped around her painted fingernail – Nikolas agreed and when Rebecca Shaw ran out of town crying, she did so with a broken heart.

Before everything, Lizzie lived a pretty normal life. Most people loved her. She was popular in high school without being a cheerleader, although barely noticed and stuck with her artsy friends or her and Patrick’s group of besties. She met Patrick Drake when she was five years old and he stomped on her sand castle, exclaiming that his was much better than hers. They had a rivalry for the next five years, but then became friends after he actually sat down to console her when a teacher didn’t like her painting. This turned into best friends, and then in middle school and high school, they were the most popular couple in the school. However, things changed after Lizzie’s mom died.

Elizabeth, a sweet but feisty and extremely stubborn girl, began retreating into herself, and not even Johnny, Patrick, or best friend Johnny O’Brien could help her. One night when she was coming home from her studio, she took her usual pathway in the park and the next thing she knew, she was beaten, bruised, and almost missed someone who could call for help. Lizzie requested Mercy since her step-grandmother and cousins worked at GH, and was therefore treated at Mercy. She kept her rape to herself, blaming herself for being too sweet. Patrick didn’t understand why she wouldn’t open up to him about anything anymore and after drifting apart, they broke up and remain good friends. Lizzie still hasn’t told anyone, but to punish herself, she stopped being sweet. Lizzie is now one of the biggest bitches most people will ever meet and is still currently studying art at PCU.

While on a trip to Vegas with some equally rebellious girlfriends, Elizabeth met up with Jason Morgan. Lizzie and Jason have never been able to stand each other, the feeling increasing ten-fold when she stopped being so sweet. Jason always put up with her for Sonny’s sake, but Lizzie feels exactly the same way toward him as brothers Vincent and Johnny do. The two got a little too drunk and woke up the next morning with killer headaches, foggy memories, clothes on the floor…and rings on the fingers. There is no way in hell Lizzie plans on staying with Jason, but maybe that will change. Maybe Jason can ironically, be the one to get her to open up.

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This was the best sleep I had ever gotten. Of course, I had some dream with some guy doing things that I could only ever imagine, but since it wasn’t Patrick, I had no idea who it was. It was probably a good thing it wasn’t him, since we didn’t feel anything toward each other anymore. First love was overrated. I know Grams expected us to grow up, get married with him as a doctor and me as the doctor’s wife doing a little art on the side, but there was no point staying in a loveless relationship and both him and I knew that. I was glad we could still be friends. He had been one of my best friends for years and I didn’t want to lose that just because we weren’t together anymore. Of course, since it was spring break and because they thought I needed a diversion from thinking about him, the girls brought me to Vegas. We had one hell of a night and I hoped today would be even better. I knew it would be. All of us made a pact to make this the best spring break ever and so far it seemed to be working. Still, I had to wake up and that was something I definitely didn’t want to do. I was never a morning person. Mom used to have to force me to go to school, not because I hated it, but because of the damn time it started.

I heard a voice coming from the other side of the room and frowned, not recognizing it. Libs must have brought a guy back to the suite. Reluctantly opening my eyes, I yawned and looked around, the light blinding me almost instantly. It took a few minutes for my eyes to adjust. What the hell? This wasn’t my room. Sitting up, I groaned. One hell of a headache, but I wasn’t too surprised. The tequila and beers were too good last night, mostly the tequila shots since I only had about one or two beers. I knew I would feel it in the morning, but I didn’t think that I had drank this much. Oh hell, I needed a smoke. I guess I needed breakfast first but since I wouldn’t keep it down anyway, what was the point? I needed to get back to my room, since the girls were probably worried about me. Em thought for the longest time that I would be just like Carlybabes and never have a girlfriend because I couldn’t stand most other women. But art classes changed that. I didn’t have to be fake nice; I could be me. If I wanted to be nice, I was. If I didn’t want to be, I wasn’t. I knew Grams didn’t like it much, but she always blamed Daddy and Mom’s death. Yeah, I know I was a lot more sweet before my mom died, but that wasn't the only reason.

When my gaze fully adjusted to the room, I noticed the man in the corner staring at me and screamed. Shaking my head almost immediately after, I told myself to keep my cool and find out what the hell I was doing in his room. “Who the hell are you?” I frowned, wondering why I had picked up some stranger and…oh hell. I took in the wrappers, wine, and my obvious inward pleasure and groaned. Great. Meaningless sex with a stranger. Oh I didn’t have anything against a meaningless fling, but not with strangers. Looking at him again, I realized that he wasn’t a stranger. “Morgan?” That just released another groan. I had sex with Jason Morgan? I had great sex and the best sleep with Jason Morgan? I couldn’t stand him. He was either brooding or trying to see past your soul and he was too damn serious. “Did we…?” Well that was a stupid question, the proof was there. “Oh hell.” I glared at him. “What did you slip into my drink to get me in your bed?” I guess if I was thinking more rationally, I knew he would never drug a woman, let alone the cousin of his partner/best friend. But right now, I wasn’t thinking rationally.

It took me another minute to realize I was sitting in front of him with only a couple of sheets and a blanket wrapped around me. Hurrying out of the bed, sheet wrapped tightly around, I located my clothes and went into the bathroom to change before coming back out. Pulling on my jacket, I felt something scratch against my neck. Looking at my hand, my eyes widened. “What the hell is this?” I showed him my left ring finger and then started searching the hotel room, hoping I wouldn’t find anything that made this sure. Oh no…there it was. The marriage certificate. Our names, our signatures. “We got married?!” I shook my head and turned my gaze back to him. “Oh hell no, we just have to get it annulled. You don’t have to worry about statutory rape since I’m not a minor so we can easily get an annulment.” Wait…there was a glitch. “Crap, you can’t get an annulment after consummating the marriage…alright then, we’ll just need a divorce. Call up your fancy ass lawyer or something.” I glared at him again. “How the hell could you do this to me? I need a smoke.” I’m pretty damn sure this wasn’t what we had in mind when my friends and I decided to have the best spring break ever. Not even close. After this, I would never drink again.

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well hey there, i'm april and i have 19 years. i've been a crazy role player for about two and found this site by I made it. my favorite gh characters are elizabeth and spinelli and i really hate sam and lucky. my favorite couple is liason and i really hate jasam. i really miss georgie, summer, chloe and aj, zander, diego and i think the canon gh sucks monkey socks. you can reach me by twitter and my activity level is relatively high. i'm crazy and normal and excited to make my canon character!