Jewellery will lead Yuo there-Semi-Lit+ Romance NEED 1 MALE!

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Physical Description:Nema was always thin and pretty, she always had all the guys chasing after her in highschool. But for some reason she turned them all down, and that one reason was she thought that they were all to superficial. She wants someone who can accept her for who she is, gun lover and all. She thinks that her best features are her long legs.
Name:Nema
Age:20
Sex:female
History: A sad childhood, Nema's was filled with abuse from both of her parents. She was once nearly shot by her father before Social Services intervined. She lived in a foster home with an old lady untill she was seventeen, the woman died from a heart attack, with unknown cuases. That was what the athorities said anyway. But Nema always knew who killed her adoptive grandmother, her father.

She learned that her mother died, by electric chair, after commiting murder with her husband. Nema's father had escaped prison and is still on the run. She still hates them, even though her mother is long gone. She barely finished her highschool career, working two part time jobs just to keep herself afloat. She only just saved up enough money to come here, and buy her new favorite thing which she is never seen without.

Personality:Someone who likes to keep to herself. That is the main sentance that describes Nema. She has been reluctant when it comes to getting close to someone, fearing for their safety. She seldom leaves her room, if only to get food. She talks with a knowing tone, and she does background checks on everyone. Anyone who gets remotly close, should be prepared to be pushed away.

Oh, and may I mention, she has one of the darkest secrets anyone could keep.

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Sorry, but your profile is rejected. It's far too cliché and generic.

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{{Do you mind if I use a link for the picture? :3}}

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{{Do you mind if I use a link for the picture? :3}}

((Sure, no problem. :3))

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Bump.

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((Bump!))

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Bump!

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Physical Description: Tall, standing at 6ft2. Dark brown hair, often mistaken for black that can sometimes fall in his face. His eyes are deep green, which he inherited from his mother. He is well built, mainly due to the workout sessions he partakes in to clear his mind.
Name: Tamesis Daniel Williams
Age: 22
Sex: Male
History: Tamesis grew up in London, England. His family were wealthy, his parents politicians in the Houses of Parliament. They had always planned for Tamesis to follow in their footsteps, and had made him partake in various schemes to prepare him for his future he 'wanted' so much. When he was 16, he put his foot down. After years of a top education at Eton, he had ploughed through the work. After receiving 'the worst GCSE's at Eton', which in themselves were 12 A's, a very good set of results, his parents pushed him into summer school. The summer after GCSE's, while his friends were partying in Newquay and Cornwall, he was studying. Not one to complain, Tamesis bottled up the anger and frustration until the winter.
During a mentoring session with his parents and his tutor, his father had chirped how much Tamesis wanted to be a politician. At which, Tamesis had snapped. A fight issued, and he was promptly expelled from Eton, and cast out from his family for the embarrassment he had caused them. Thrown into a flat in London, he could live the way he truly wanted. Gaining friends via his job at the Ministry of Sound, he could pursue his music carer for which he was always passionate. Working part time as a street performer in Covent Garden, singing and playing his guitar for money, and as a DJ during the night, he eventually racked up enough money to travel to the States and continue his hope of becoming...not famous, but well off. He had heard of the Gredrick Retreat for a while, although not entirely sure of what it actually was. Curiosity soon got the better of him.
Personality: Tamesis is a hard worker, and not likely to give up on something. He will try, and try and try again, even if he doesn't succeed. Very protective of the one's he loves, Tamesis can also bring upon fights. He’s tough, and while he won’t back down from a fight, he can get a bit big headed sometimes. Past school-boy fights have taught him how to fight pretty decently, although he has suffered several injuries, the worst including a broken leg from when he charged at someone, knocking him and the boy off a high ledge. Somewhat proud, he won’t take an insult, even if it is said rather jokily.
He’s incredibly passionate about his music, and rarely travels without his guitar. He’s looking for someone who can respect what he wants to be, and also understand his background, although he is a bit too flirtatious for his own good.
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Physical Description: 5ft4, long straight blonde hair that goes to her middle back. Startling blue eyes, a slight tan. She's petite, always has been.
Name: Morgan Eva Lovett
Age: 18
Sex: Female
History: Morgan grew up on a council estate in West London. A rough area, not made easy by her pretty frame. She attended a state school, and soon learnt that her talent for ballet was greatly frowned upon, and she was bullied for a number of years because of it. With time, she developed with the society and her dancing took new forms, including breakdancing.
Not often seen without a hoodie nowadays, she’s taken to sneaking out into the city to take her ballet lessons with the money she has made from her job at Tesco. One afternoon when she was 15, she was with her older brother, Roman. He had always approved of her dancing, and was walking her to the station as it was a cold, dark winter afternoon. He was knifed for the paper in his wallet, and the hooded man turned to Morgan. She can never forget the malicious glint in his eye as he approached her. Thankfully group of young men from her school saw what had happened and had run to her side before he could attack her or otherwise. The man ran off, leaving Morgan to faint onto the concrete floor. After a week in hospital, she was released. She could have left the next day, but she was scared of the streets. She flew to the States the next year, hoping to start a new life. She had only heard good things about glittering America, and she wanted out of the backstreets of London.

Personality: Morgan has quietened since her brother’s death, and she rarely ever talks. She has stopped dancing, which has also bottled up her feelings and emotions. Often on the verge of tears, though she hasn’t shed one. She’s tough however, she would rather spend a lifetime without talking than spill her emotions. After building…not a wall, more a fortress around herself, she has confined herself to her mind, making her a great thinker.
On the love side of life, she isn’t looking for anything. Not unless it hits her in the face with a frying pan, she wouldn’t be aware of it. She was convinced to go into the Gredrick Retreat by her friend, whom she had met at her job in Starbucks.

Jewellery Picture: {{I have this necklace :3 I had to use it!}}
{{Slightly cliché, I know, but I’ve wanted to do a dancer for a while :3 I'm awful at doing big forms, my posts are usually bigger DX}}

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((Both accepted! 8D
We just need Popcorns forms, and then one male, then we can start. x3))

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{{Great! Thanks, and sorry it took so long!}}

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((S'fine. 8'D))