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Eric

I was tackled, from doth sides as i entered my house. I dont know how they found me but they did. I start to kick and scream and one tazes me and i end up limp on the ground. The guards hand cuff me and im still yelling and cussing as they bring me into the station. It feels like a million pounds of weight was dropped on me "LET ME GO!" I yell at them as they search me. Of course they find my matches. Then pocket knife. Getting shoved into another room i see all the other teenagers, about my age. I want to punch someone, but thats one reason i am here. Assult.

[Lilo.]

( *le gasp* recap?]

Just in case you missed it, anyone ^

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I just was accepted, sorry i don't know. )

[Lilo.]

(That's what I mean, so when somebody like Imperfect comes online they can tell us what's happenin' :3)

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Ok, i might read it. Thenill post)

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Nothing much happened))

[~:Stitch:~]

"The name's Caine." He said to the girl. He smiled and his eyes slightly narrowed as thoughts raced through his mind. Plans. Ideas. He then held out his hand to her. "Pretty crazy here isn't it?" He said cheerfully, trying to start up a conversation."If you'd like you could join my new friend and I over there." He asked her and pointed to where Alexandra was. "It beats being alone." He added with a shrug and a soft gaze.

[~Erica~]

Username: ~Erica~
Name: Selenite Karin Jewel
Gender: ... female
Age: 14
Personality:
She is a bit of a rebel and hates being the same as anyone else, she is very independent and rarely accepts help. She's a tad anti-social, and is often very sarcastic so don"t take everything she says literally. She has ADHD and some rather minor bi-polar issues. Nite can act rather strange at times, she'll be perfectly normal one moment and then raging mad the next. She has a very bad temper despite her looks and has trouble reigning it in sometimes. Every so often though she will be kind sweet and caring to others. She is a spit fire so try not to get on her bad side if you can, it's better to stay on her good side. She has a few issues of her own that she needs to sort out, and they get her into trouble every now and again.
History:
Nite, as she prefers to be called grew up on the wrong side of the tracks. Her mother died in child birth leaving her with a drunk father to deal with from the time she was a child. Nite grew up with little help from her father, and ended up joining a 'gang' of sorts. She's a street dancer and is very good at it, a natural. Of course she also has issues with kleptomania and that's what landed her here. She won't tell you much more than that but Nite's scars speak for themselves.
Likes: dancing, reading, and stealing things
Dislikes: people in general, her father, and getting caught
Family: just her father Nicholas
Orientation: Straight
Crush: ... haha you're kidding right?
Bf/Gf: seriously not funny
Anything else: nope

Username: ~Erica~
Name: Tristan Jay Flight
Gender: male
Age: 15
Personality:
Tristan is on the border line of introverted and extroverted. He's nice but there are times where he can be a bit rude and sarcastic. He is protective of any of his friends and/or family. He can be very sweet and kind, he is extremely loyal to all his friends. Tristan can be a little mysterious and doesn't like to show his emotions a lot. He will on occasion show emotion by ways other than smiling. He smiles a fair amount but that about it, unless you can get him to open up. He can sometimes be a major spaz with people he trusts with his life, but that's very rare. He has his impish and playful moments too when he's around people he's comfortable with and won't forgo a little teasing.
History: *raises eyebrow* like he's going to tell you that?
Likes: soccer, teasing people, drawing, solitude
Dislikes: loud noises like gun shots, fire, matches
Family: none
Orientation: Straight
Crush: none
Bf/Gf: none
Anything else: nope

[Zeee]

Caine looked for individuals and spotted this one girl in a corner. Everything about her screamed 'I don't what to be here.' He whispered to Alexandra "Will be back. Gonna make some new friends." He walked over to the girl in the corner and simply said. "Hey."

Alexandra both scoffed and smiled at his nice attitude. Why was he here, if he seemed so nice? Maybe he got lost here and just went with the flow. Who knows. "Um, okay." She replied, returning to her anti-social group of no one but herself. She was a bit awkward in this crowd; Alexandra wasn't good, so to say, at making friends. She didn't have any back home either, so it was nothing new, but sometime she'd like a friend. She'd never had a relationship pass the 1 month mark, too. But sometime, she hoped, that she'd find a successful relationship here. Whether it be with a friend, a best friend, or a boyfriend, she wanted some type of friend that would be here for her.

Username:
Avenue


Name:
"The names' Cordel Marston."


Gender:
"Im male."


Age:
"Just turned fourteen."


Personality:
Cordel is a sorta anti-social person. He doesn't fit into groups most of the time, and isn't very good at making friends. But if he really wants to, he'll give it a shot; but most of the time he ends up saying something stupid. Especially with girls. He has only had 1 girlfriend that wasn't either cheating, was a dare girlfriend, or was doing it for gifts or luxury.
He is cautious with girlfriends because of that, but if anyone here ever turns out his girlfriend, they have to realize he's being cautious for a reason and that their supposed to confront him, ask him whats wrong, etc etc or your relationship probably won't be successful. Around his friends, he is fun-loving and courageous, a free boy. He acts like a rebel and a bad-boy, but does have a soft side.


History:
"Nope, sorry."


Likes:
-Fun
-lighting stuff on fire
-Graffiti
-Girls
-Flirting (:P)


Dislikes:
-Death
-Spiders
-Heights; somewhat


Family:
"No family here."


Orientation:
Bisexual, more gay.


Crush:
"Eh."


Bf/Gf:
"None."

Anything else:
Cordel is registered as a pyromaniac.

[RoseQ]

"Well I suppose so..." Celeste agreed, straightenin out a bit, moving out of the corner. "Just one thing, what was that thought was, just there," Celeste said, observing him closely. Celeste had little to no faith in the words people said. She didn't care actually. Too man people had lied to her for her to care about what they had to say. "Many thoughts actually," Celeste corrected herself, "That's interesting."