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words would go into this little box of wonders. confused? don't be! because i am sure as dandelion fluff to fill this out eventually. (translated to: in a few weeks, or months, or years. maybe decades, if computers are still around. if people are still around. what if we all become extinct in the next year? month? week? tomorrow, even? yeah. okay. so maybe i'll update this. if i survive. and maybe you'll read it. if you survive, too.)

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indentsname: ashton valerie waverly
indentsage: 17 years old
indentsgender: female
indentssexuality: heterosexual
indentsoccupation: she's a librarian at the local library

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[Brittle]

yay! Ty! {if I can call ya that XD}
thank you for joining!


@pumpkin queen; oh really?^^ haha, okey. And maybe I'll finish it up with... Aaron? Haha!

[pumpkin.]

{ aaron? oh my god, no! he is mine, and only mine. no other relationship for aaron XD }
{ reserved. }

[Brittle]

eh-hem... check Harley's relationship status.... mwhahHa!!
oh, wait! because Ty joined and beanie rejoined you don't have to make a guy XD sorry for confusion!

ｎａｍｅ－ aaron max falone
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ－ male
ａｇｅ－ eighteen
ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ－ none
ｍｏｔｈｅｒ－ lilian gale falone
ｆａｔｈｅｒ－ dean jude falone
ｓｉｓｔｅｒｓ－ marilyn
ｃｏｕｓｉｎｓ－ polaris
ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ－ we are young by Fun


-- ᴵ ᴺᴱᴱᴰ ᵀᴼ ᴳᴱᵀ ᴹʸ ˁᵀᴼᴿʸ ˁᵀᴿᴬᴵᴳᴴᵀ--

ｈａｉｒ－ pitch black [gets looks from dad]
ｅｙｅｓ－ green
ｆｉｇｕｒｅ－ tall, thin.
ｓｋｉｎ－ bright white
ｓｃａｒｓ－ none
ｔａｔｔｏｏｓ－ here on his right arm
ｐｉｅｒｃｉｎｇｓ－ none
ｂｉｒｔｈｍａｒｋｓ－ none
ｅｙｅｓｉｇｈｔ－ okay. not bad enough for glasses.

-- ᴵ’ᴸᴸ ᶜᴬᴿᴿʸ ʸᴼᵁ ᴴᴼᴹᴱ--

ｐｏｓｉｔｉｖｅ－ nice, curious, smiley
ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ－ too cautious, quiet,
depressed.
ｐｒｏｂｌｅｍｓ－ minor depression.
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ－ heterosexual
ｃｒｕｓｈ－ crushing on harley
ｌａｂｅｌ－ quiet boy
ｓｏｃｉａｌ ｒａｎｋ－ loner
ｐｏｐｕｌａｒｉｔｙ－ near bottom.
ｓｅｃｒｅｔｓ－ none.
ｏｔｈｅｒ－ quote box was made by pumpkin queen.
credit to her. writing to me. pictures to owners.

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[ you can call me that, sure, ahah c: ]

[pumpkin.]

{ --le gasp-- ..... --moment of processing-- .... --le gasp then fan-girl-- }
{ okay, I'm excited to start, even though my exhaustion is getting in the way XD }

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[ yay all done with elliot c: ]

[obiole]

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Name;; "My name is
Damian Alexander
Aaron Harshall.
Longest name that
I know of."
Age;; "I just turned
17 this past May.
Gender;; "-rolls eyes-
Wow. That's the
dumbest question
ever, bro."
Birthday;; "I was born
on May 16th, 1996.
Birthplace;; "I was born
in Texas. Yea, full-
fledged 'cowboy'.

Hometown;; "Houston,
Texas. Yee-haw."

"Oh, hey. I'm Damian, but just call me... Oh, yeah, I have no nick names. Who would've thought that, huh? Anyways, I guess you wanna know all the rest. Well, just a heads-up, there isn't much to know about me. Well, I was born and raised in Houston, Texas, so unfortunately I kinda have a small, not very noticeable country accent, yet I hate country music. I'm no cowboy nor will I ever be, though I do enjoy the occasional trail ride on my horse, Snowball. I'm quite obviously a dude, so stop asking that question, and yes, I'm a seventeen year old. Oh, and one more thing. I'm very feminine, though people may think it, but I'm actually straight. But, why do you want to know this stuff?"

Hair colour;; I
always dye
it orange with
a small bit of
golden, but
naturally, my
hair is dark
brown.
Eye colour;; My
eyes are a
coa-coa brown
coolour. But
coloured
contacts are
an everyday
thing.
Skin tone;; Wait,
these all sound
like feminine
questions for
a guy. But, my
skin, for the
most part, is
usually tan.
Height;; I am
a towering
5 foot and
9 inches.
Weight;; Last time
I checked I
was about
132 ppounds.
A bit skinny
for my age, huh?
Peircings;; I have
two on my
bottom lips.
One on each
side. Small
tunnels in my
ears. A
septum which
is a nose ring,
and two on
my top lip.
Tattoos;; My left arm is
dedicated to
Batman, and I
have a chibi
Batman, the
logo. My
right arm has
a bunch of
random stuff
and my ankle
has a small
cross on it.

Damian was born in Houston, Texas on a hot May day in '96. His father and mother loved him dearly and eachother, but it was all ruined by a horrific event. Damian was only six years old on this cold January night. His mother was fixing up supper and his father was asleep on the couch, and Damian was running around the house with his brothers Kyle, Luke and sister Jane. As their mother finished making supper and after they all ate, it was almost 9 o'clock at night, which meant bedtime for the kids. Being the oldest of them all, Damian stayed with his parents until 10 o'clock. As his siblings sleapt, Damian sat and watched a horror movie with his parents until they fell asleep and he was left to be the only one awake. Around midnight, there was banging on the door, then a loud crash, but Damian's parents were still asleep, though he ran into the sunroom and hid cleverlly. Minutes later he heard screaming and the sound of a gun. He winced and peered his head out, seeing his parents in a pool of blood. Nobody else was awake, nobody else saw what he did. Police came and found the four, took them to a foster home and Damian had been scarred for the rest of his life. Damain also hasn't seen his siblings ever since becuase they were all adopted by different couples and he was left in the foster home. Not even today has one couple even thought to adopt him. He was left alone and now no one wants him. But now he has his own apartment and lives with his dog, Tucker.

Damian would be considered a tough, quiet teen. He's not really afraid of anything ever since his parents' murders. But, everyone has a fear, and his happens to be the dark. Now, this was all cuased by, not scary stories or Hallow's Eve, no. This all happened becuase of his foster home. One night he was sitting in his room on his bed and looked out the doorway. The house was dark due to it being 11 p.m., so it was also quiet. All of a sudden the room went ice cold and his lamp atop his desk falshed out. He turned his head to the doorway and there stood a shadow figured with the widest grin, pointiest teeth and the redest of eyes. That's what started it all. But, he's no louder than a cricket when he's not around his friend or talking to his foster sibling. He may not be afraid of a lot, but he can be a wimp at times.

"So, you want to know what I like and what I hate, huh? Well, there's no point in fighting since I'm gonna die anyways, so fine. Ten things I like are horror movies like Nightmare on Elm st. and Midnight Movie, pizza and ice cream, metal bands, hockey, dogs and horses, drawing, and sleeping in dark rooms. Ten things I absolutely hate are preppy girls, stuck-up jocks, bands and so called 'artists' like jb and 1D. I really hate those guys. Anyways, I also hate spinach and cats along with romance movies, oh, and I hate crab cakes and such. I hate rap, the cold and feet always freak me out too.

Now, if that's all for now, I'd like to get back my boring life. Anything's better than talking. But, keep in mind my friend that I'll take questions about myself and maybe answer. Just one thing, you should most likely expect a smart *ss answer to those questions. Bye-bye."

[Brittle]

everyone accepted, we'll start soon!

[obiole]

{{yay!! ^w^ can't wait, britty!!