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[Iŗi]

(accepted and okay guys.)

[Speak]

Ava Caterina
Isabel
but you can call
her Avey… if you
would like to die
anyway
_____________________________
Ava|voice
Caterina|Pure
Isabel

Graffiti decorations
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

Ava is Eighteen years old and happy to be independent.Her birth date Is July Seventh.
______________________________
She's a girl.

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

Ava is an introvert, it’s not a bad, terrible thing it’s just who she is. People drain her energy very fast so she hates going to crowded places such as malls and touristy places. She actually prefers reading books and admiring the beauty of things, from a nice and quiet spot of course. Given this first impression most people think of her as cold, rude and uncaring…but whoever though of first impressions as important?
Voice. That’s what her first name means, maybe her parents gave her that name in the hopes that she would be one of those girls who would speak up for themselves and others. Sadly, giving someone a name doesn’t mean that they’ll live up to that name. Ava doesn’t like to bother people with her inner turmoil, she just grins and bears it, grins and bears it, hoping that it will all just go away if she does.
Diminutive. Smaller than something. Sure Ava has always thought that her mother, Isabel, gave her that middle name to prove that she is in fact weaker and smaller than her. But that’s not how Ava acts, she believes that it’s only a name, a name that she hates. She will rally against anyone who tells her what to do. She is not weak.
Pure. Sweet innocent, sure Ava isn’t really very experienced in the world but she’s not naive. She’s taken care of herself for years, yes, she had her aunts help but her aunt didn’t help all that much. If anything Ava tok care of her. She’s a very responsible but just like any teenager she gives into that feeling of fun and recklessness every now and again.
____________________________
✔Drawing
✔Photography {if she's on the right side of the camera]
✔Reading {Favourite pass time}
✔I pod
✔Music {she doesn’t care who sang it}
✔Singing {when no ones listening}
✔Summer rain
✔Windy days
✔Swimming
✔Hiking
✔Daydreaming
✔Nectarines
✔Cats
✔Strawberries
✔Dogs
✔Looking at art and other stuff
✔Designing her clothes
✔Being responsable
✔Disney movies {they’re too sweet}
✔Being herself

✘Control Freaks
✘Dancing {makes her nervous}
✘Being the center of attention
✘Tacos
✘Being labeled
✘High heels {stilettos/6”}
✘Pink
✘Sparkles
✘Her hair
✘Being Assimilated
✘Being told who and what sucks {she can think for herself}
✘Hot days {with no wind}
✘Pottery
✘Alcohol
✘Cigarettes
✘Television shows {who needs them when we have life?}
✘Being busy
✘Loud noises
✘People taking ‘care’ of her
✘Cookies
✘Cake
✘Photographs {only when she’s in them}

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

Well what can you say. History is history, the past is the past. And the dead are the dead. Ava was only little when her mother disappeared so she can’t remember much other than her smile. Yeah pretty pathetic, her mother disappears and all Ava can remember about her is a smile? Well even if it wasn’t all that hard on her it was really hard on her father. He just stopped caring when her mom disappeared, he stopped caring about himself and even Ava. Well he didn’t care if she did anything right anyway, instead if anything all her father saw were her faults. He blamed her for everything and even, she thought, for the disappearance of her mother. After she turned eleven Ava moved out of the house and went to live with her aunt in a different colony.
________________________
Her father lives in one of the colonies and yet Ava lives with her aunt.

i'm gonna run away and never say goodbye
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
i'm gonna run away and never wonder why
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
i'm gonna run away and open up my mind
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away

Well, well here we are. “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest on them all?” Ava doesn’t think it’s her. In fact she doesn’t think she’s even remotely pretty. Well anyway lets start with her hair; Ava’s hair is long and light brown, she’s let it grow all the way to her waist. Her skin is a pale tan and thankfully doesn’t burn, she likes spending time outside and if her skin was uncooperative then that would be very frustrating. She’s slim and stands at a 5’8” and weighs in at about 115 lbs but don’t underestimate her, she’s very fast and strong. Just like anyone left would need to be.
Keeping in mind she’s a teenager she does have a few tattoos and piercings. Both ears are pierced but that’s about it. Tattoo’s are a different matter, on her back she has a pair of wings, on her right wrist is a depiction of three birds in flight. The last tattoo is on her left arm and is of a dead tree branch, her aunt completely flipped when she found out about the tattoos.

i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind

No friends yet
_____________________________________________
No enemies yet
_____________________________________________
She’s straight
_____________________________________________
she doesn’t have a boyfriend

[Iŗi]

Ava Caterina
Isabel
but you can call
her Avey… if you
would like to die
anyway
_____________________________
Ava|voice
Caterina|Pure
Isabel

Graffiti decorations
Under a sky of dust
A constant wave of tension
On top of broken trust
The lessons that you taught me
I learn were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

Ava is Eighteen years old and happy to be independent.Her birth date Is July Seventh.
______________________________
She's a girl.

I wanna run away
Never say goodbye
I wanna know the truth
Instead of wondering why
I wanna know the answers
No more lies
I wanna shut the door
And open up my mind

Ava is an introvert, it’s not a bad, terrible thing it’s just who she is. People drain her energy very fast so she hates going to crowded places such as malls and touristy places. She actually prefers reading books and admiring the beauty of things, from a nice and quiet spot of course. Given this first impression most people think of her as cold, rude and uncaring…but whoever though of first impressions as important?
Voice. That’s what her first name means, maybe her parents gave her that name in the hopes that she would be one of those girls who would speak up for themselves and others. Sadly, giving someone a name doesn’t mean that they’ll live up to that name. Ava doesn’t like to bother people with her inner turmoil, she just grins and bears it, grins and bears it, hoping that it will all just go away if she does.
Diminutive. Smaller than something. Sure Ava has always thought that her mother, Isabel, gave her that middle name to prove that she is in fact weaker and smaller than her. But that’s not how Ava acts, she believes that it’s only a name, a name that she hates. She will rally against anyone who tells her what to do. She is not weak.
Pure. Sweet innocent, sure Ava isn’t really very experienced in the world but she’s not naive. She’s taken care of herself for years, yes, she had her aunts help but her aunt didn’t help all that much. If anything Ava tok care of her. She’s a very responsible but just like any teenager she gives into that feeling of fun and recklessness every now and again.
____________________________
✔Drawing
✔Photography {if she's on the right side of the camera]
✔Reading {Favourite pass time}
✔I pod
✔Music {she doesn’t care who sang it}
✔Singing {when no ones listening}
✔Summer rain
✔Windy days
✔Swimming
✔Hiking
✔Daydreaming
✔Nectarines
✔Cats
✔Strawberries
✔Dogs
✔Looking at art and other stuff
✔Designing her clothes
✔Being responsable
✔Disney movies {they’re too sweet}
✔Being herself

✘Control Freaks
✘Dancing {makes her nervous}
✘Being the center of attention
✘Tacos
✘Being labeled
✘High heels {stilettos/6”}
✘Pink
✘Sparkles
✘Her hair
✘Being Assimilated
✘Being told who and what sucks {she can think for herself}
✘Hot days {with no wind}
✘Pottery
✘Alcohol
✘Cigarettes
✘Television shows {who needs them when we have life?}
✘Being busy
✘Loud noises
✘People taking ‘care’ of her
✘Cookies
✘Cake
✘Photographs {only when she’s in them}

Paper bags and angry voices
Under a sky of dust
Another wave of tension
Has more than filled me up
All my talk of taking action
These words were never true
Now I find myself in question
They point the finger at me again
Guilty by association
You point the finger at me again

Well what can you say. History is history, the past is the past. And the dead are the dead. Ava was only little when her mother disappeared so she can’t remember much other than her smile. Yeah pretty pathetic, her mother disappears and all Ava can remember about her is a smile? Well even if it wasn’t all that hard on her it was really hard on her father. He just stopped caring when her mom disappeared, he stopped caring about himself and even Ava. Well he didn’t care if she did anything right anyway, instead if anything all her father saw were her faults. He blamed her for everything and even, she thought, for the disappearance of her mother. After she turned eleven Ava moved out of the house and went to live with her aunt in a different colony.
________________________
Her father lives in one of the colonies and yet Ava lives with her aunt.

i'm gonna run away and never say goodbye
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
i'm gonna run away and never wonder why
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
i'm gonna run away and open up my mind
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away
gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away gonna run away

Well, well here we are. “Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the fairest on them all?” Ava doesn’t think it’s her. In fact she doesn’t think she’s even remotely pretty. Well anyway lets start with her hair; Ava’s hair is long and light brown, she’s let it grow all the way to her waist. Her skin is a pale tan and thankfully doesn’t burn, she likes spending time outside and if her skin was uncooperative then that would be very frustrating. She’s slim and stands at a 5’8” and weighs in at about 115 lbs but don’t underestimate her, she’s very fast and strong. Just like anyone left would need to be.
Keeping in mind she’s a teenager she does have a few tattoos and piercings. Both ears are pierced but that’s about it. Tattoo’s are a different matter, on her back she has a pair of wings, on her right wrist is a depiction of three birds in flight. The last tattoo is on her left arm and is of a dead tree branch, her aunt completely flipped when she found out about the tattoos.

i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind
i wanna run away
and open up my mind

No friends yet
_____________________________________________
No enemies yet
_____________________________________________
She’s straight
_____________________________________________
she doesn’t have a boyfriend

(accepted./)

[Speak]

thanks! I finally finished!}}

[Monster.]

was I accepted sorry if I missed the post that said if I was or not)

[Iŗi]

(accepted and okay guys.)

(yes you were.)

[Fehyr]

i...am...joining... -eyetwitch- xD and that is how you make a creepy entrance c: )

[Speak]

yay! another person!}}

[TᴀɪntᴇD CrᴇᴀtɪvɪtY]

((Yep. ^-^ I did a little advertising around some Slender-loving International Buddies!))

[Speak]

awesome! I played slender with a friend…it actually wasn’t all that scary…I don’t know why :\ }}