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[✖Owl Eyes✖]

ѕнe ѕιтѕ alone.

тнe ѕнadowѕ are нer only coмpany ιn тнe мιdnιgнт darĸneѕѕ.

нer eyeѕ ғlιcĸer, reғlecтιng тнe ғlaмeѕ ιn ғronт oғ нer.

ғιrѕт нer cloтнeѕ,

тнen нer ѕĸιn,

нer ғleѕн,

нer вoneѕ.

тнe reѕт ιѕ aѕнeѕ.

ѕнe dιeѕ alone.

no one ĸnowѕ, no one reмeмвerѕ.

nιne oтнerѕ dιed тнe ѕaмe nιgнт.

ѕнe'ѕ no longer alone.

ιт waѕ on тнe newѕ.

тen тeenѕ нad laѕт вeen ѕeen ѕιттιng oυтѕιde on тнeιr porcн or вalcony, ѕтarιng ιnтo a ѕтrange ғlaмιng вall. тнey нaven'т вeen ѕeen or нeard ғroм ѕιnce.

no one reмeмвerѕ тнeιr naмeѕ.
no one noтιceѕ тнe aѕнeѕ aѕ тнe ғlιcĸer away wιтн тнe вreeze.
no one нeard тнeιr crιeѕ wнen тнe ғιre conѕυмed тнeм.

no one вυт yoυ.

and now yoυ're recιevιng тнe creepιeѕт noтeѕ.
ιn yoυr ѕcнool вag,
тeхтвooĸѕ,
wrιттen ιn red and orange paιnт on yoυr car,
eмaιlѕ,
cell pнoneѕ,
and on yoυr мιrror wнen yoυ waĸe υp..


are yoυ neхт?...

[✖Owl Eyes✖]

| ploт ѕυммary |

yoυ нeard тнe crιeѕ oғ a ĸιd ιn yoυr very claѕѕ aѕ тнey вυrned тo deaтн. yoυ'd тнιnĸ тнe ѕcнool woυld вe dιѕмιѕѕed ғor a day тo allow тнe ѕтυdenтѕ тo мoυrn тнe loѕѕ oғ тнeιr ғellow ғrιend, вυт no annoυnceмenтѕ are мade.
yoυ тrιed тalĸιng тo тнe ѕcнool coυncιllor aвoυт ιт, вυт тнey looĸ conғυѕed and тry тo eхplaιn тнaт тнaт ѕтυdenт never wenт тo тнιѕ ѕcнool.

wнaт'ѕ goιng on?

now yoυ're alмoѕт вeιng ѕтalĸed, ιn a ѕтrange way.
alwayѕ waтcнed,
нeard,
тalĸed тo,
ѕenѕed.

вυт wнo'ѕ тнe мυrderer?

[eden .]

| rυleѕ |

1. тeѕѕ' rυleѕ, alwayѕ. we don'т wanт тo geт ιnтo argυмenтѕ тнaт wιll ѕpaм тнe rp.

2. ѕeмι-lιт+. wrιтe aт leaѕт ғιve+ lιneѕ, ғoυr wιтн wrιтer'ѕ вlocĸ. wrιтer'ѕ вlocĸ can'т вe an eхcυѕe every poѕт, тнoυgн.

3. тнιѕ ιѕ a lιмιтed ѕpace rp. we wιll only accepт 5 вoyѕ and 5 gιrlѕ (ғor a grand тoтal oғ 10 people). yoυ can нave υp тo 2 cнaracтerѕ, вυт тнey мυѕт вe вoтн genderѕ ιғ yoυ do (or мale тwιnѕ). ιғ yoυ reѕerve a cнaracтer, we'll нold тнe ѕpoт ғor тwo dayѕ υnтιl тнe ѕloт openѕ υp agaιn. no eхcepтιonѕ.

4. yoυ cannoт ғιnd oυт wнo тнe ĸιller ιѕ! we'll pм yoυ вeғore yoυr cнaracтer вecoмeѕ тнe neхт vιcтιм. ιғ yoυ don'т wanт тo вe ĸιcĸed oυт early, мιgнт we ѕυggeѕт мaĸιng мore тнan one cнaracтer?

5. ✖Owl Eyes✖ ιѕ тнe мod, and Second_Choey ιѕ тнe мιnι-мod. pleaѕe reѕpecт тнeм.

6. rυleѕ are ѕυвjecт тo cнange. we'll ĸeep yoυ poѕтed.

[eden .]

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[size=85][color=#A1959A][b]ɴαмe:[/b][/color] full name here
[color=#A1959A][b]αɢe:[/b][/color] between 14-18
[color=#A1959A][b]вιrтнdαy:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]ɢeɴder:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]yeαr ιɴ нιɢнѕcнool:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]joв:[/b][/color] here[/size]

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[size=85][color=#A1959A][b]нαιr:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]eyeѕ:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]weιɢнт:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]нeιɢнт:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]вody мodιғιcαтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy):[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]ɢeɴerαl:[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]αllerɢιeѕ (ιғ αɴy):[/b][/color] here
[color=#A1959A][b]мedιcαl coɴdιтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy):[/b][/color] please don't make a character that's Bipolar, MPD, and a sociopath all at once. In fact, don't make an MPD character at all, if you please.[/size]

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[size=85][color=#A1959A][b]perѕoɴαlιтy:[/b][/color] required. should be longest part of form, actually.
[color=#A1959A][b]нιѕтory:[/b][/color] required, doesn't have to be full blown.
[color=#A1959A][b]lιĸeѕ:[/b][/color] at least 3
[color=#A1959A][b]dιѕlιĸeѕ:[/b][/color] at least 3
[color=#A1959A][b]ѕeхυαlιтy:[/b][/color] anything.
[color=#A1959A][b]crυѕн:[/b][/color] don't come with one
[color=#A1959A][b]relαтιoɴѕнιp[/b][/color] don't come with one[/size]

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[size=85][color=#A1959A][b]υѕerɴαмe:[/b][/color] say if you ever change it
[color=#A1959A][b]αcтιveɴeѕѕ[/b][/color] Just to give us a good idea.
[color=#A1959A][b]oтнer:[/b][/color] anything?[/size]

[✖Owl Eyes✖]

| тнe ladιeѕ |
| Rellan Ann Hiorchee
| Sherry Alexandra Stringfield
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[✖Owl Eyes✖]

→{Rellan|17|Female|Grade 12}←

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ɴαмe: Rellan Ann Hiorchee
αɢe: 17
вιrтнdαy: June 21st, 1995
ɢeɴder: Female
yeαr ιɴ нιɢнѕcнool: Grade 12
joв: Barista at the local cafe.

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нαιr: Rellan's hair is a strange color. To some, it tends to look like a dull, flat brown, but to others it appears to gain coppery highlights. It falls in a usually straight line just past her shoulders, but she tends to curl it to look a little different.
eyeѕ: Rellan has what may appear to be dark blue eyes. But if one were to look close enough, they'd notice that her right eye is actually a dark green. The left eye remains dark blue.
weιɢнт: She is only 117 pounds, which her doctors are determind to change. She's heard that her weight is too far below the average, and is considered unhealthy.
нeιɢнт: She stands at a fair 5'5".
вody мodιғιcαтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): Rellan only has her nose pierced, and her ears. She has a little, tiny tattoo of her father's name on her left wrist, but nothing else.
ɢeɴerαl: Rellan is a girl that stands at an awkward height and a low weight. She often hides her body with rather baggy, dark clothes, but don't take her for an 'Emo' or 'Goth'. She isn't even 'Scene'! Her nails are always painted a light blue or purple, clashing with the gray and black fabric she wears, and has even taken to making her own school bag and iPod case, in a light and happy yellow color. She tries to wear no makeup and stay natural, but sometimes indulges with a little bit of foundation and eyeshadow, maybe some mascara too.
Rellan has a rather narrow face, with surprisingly full lips and a pointed nose. She has dark orange freckles brushed across her cheeks, and strange eyes that tend to get her into more trouble than she can handle.
αllerɢιeѕ (ιғ αɴy): Peanuts, seafood, and milk.
мedιcαl coɴdιтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): Hypnagogia- The 'hypnagogic state' is a strange phenomena that occurs at the point where you almost fall alseep, but are not quite there. Also known as hypnagogia, it induces visions, voices, insights and peculiar sensations. It most often leads to terrifying dreams, and causes Rellan to actually fear falling asleep. She ends up waking up in the middle of the night with rather gruesome hallucinations.

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perѕoɴαlιтy: Rellan is a reserved, quiet girl. She tends to lean towards the side of cautious and safe, and is usually picked on because of her 'lame ways'. She enjoys reading books and looking at- or owning- antiques, and most often finds excuses to stay up far too late into the night and look for the collectibles online.
And yet, she also can be extremely sarcastic, daring and snappy. These times come randomly, but most often are rare.
Being an extremely sarcastic kid, she most often tends to leave people confused because of the amount of sarcasm she uses in a single day. It becomes extremely hard to tell if she's lying, telling the truth or just joking around the longer one is around her.
If someone was to ask Rellan's friends what they thought of her, the first word that would most likely be heard is 'Quiet'. 'Daring' would come next. She tends to lean towards the stupid side of daring and adrenaline-rushes, but most often loosens up and relaxes at those times.
And considering her snappy side, she tends to have almost no friends to begin with.
But, Rellan seems to have more to her personality than meets the eye.
She can be extremely stubborn when questioned over her decisions, and is unwilling to back down from her choices. She always knows what is going on around her, and has a sharp mind. She is good at decision making, and also at comebacks, although she rarely will use her comebacks if she actually needs them.
Rellan is extremely cunning. She always has a plan, and several back-ups in case the first fails. She also is known for backstabbing people to get her power and to prove her point, and never is nice when it comes to getting revenge.
So, really the point is.. Well, don't mess with Rellan. She's a true wild card.
нιѕтory: Rellan's history seemed pretty normal on the surface. But if one were to look deeper, they would realise that the girl's life consisted of running, parent divorces, fighting for her brother's life, hosptitals and a lot of hunger. Her and her brother, Connor, were put through the marriage of their mother to a seemingly kind and gentle man. But upon letting him move in, he instantly became possesive, abusive and aggressive. Her mother was too scared to divorce, and so Rellan took Connor and ran from the house. She used rather horrendous methods to earn money on the streets and keep her brother fed, and most often came back to her late at night and covered in bruises.
Eventually the two found an abandoned house, and made it their own home quickly. They lived in it for at least two months, and were caught under it's shingles until near-death from a the same mysterious flaming ball that had been killing teens all around. Rellan herself was saved by a stranger who saw the fire as it caught up with the rest of the house, but Connor remained mesmerised to the flames until his painful death.
But sadly, when Rellan went to see Connor off at his funeral, she was taken in by the law enforcements. They believed she was the one who purposefully set to fire to kill her brother.
lιĸeѕ: Rellan likes antiques, a good book, music, drawing and dancing. She really loves snakes, for reasons unknown, and owns one in her new foster home.
dιѕlιĸeѕ: Fire. Rellan hates it. She also hates silence, despite being quiet, and really chatty people. She also dislikes sleep, considering she can never get to sleep in the first place.
ѕeхυαlιтy: Bicurious.
crυѕн: None.
relαтιoɴѕнιp Not looking for one.

---------------------------------//συт σƒ cнαяαcтєя

υѕerɴαмe: ✖Owl Eyes✖
αcтιveɴeѕѕ I'm on almost daily, but I have a lot of stress. That stress causes writers blocks, but I try my best to put through the qualified amount.
oтнer: Nothing, not that I can think of.

[eden .]

→{Sherry|18|Female|Grade 12}←

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ɴαмe: Sherry Alexandra Stringfield
αɢe: 18
вιrтнdαy: September 19th, 1994
ɢeɴder: Female
yeαr ιɴ нιɢнѕcнool: Grade 12
joв: waitress at a small restaurant in town

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нαιr: natural white blond cropped short and swept to the side
eyeѕ: stormy gray
weιɢнт: 126 lbs
нeιɢнт: 5'7''
вody мodιғιcαтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): 2 ear piercings (one on each lobe)
ɢeɴerαl: Sherry is a relatively tall girl, but that's about the only thing that's stunning about her. Indeed, she had little appeal in terms of curvature, but she does have this regal presence that she gives off just by standing there. It's probably the hair. In any case, Sherry is disturbingly thin, shoulders bony and sloping down from her long neck. While it may seem that Sherry is mal-nourished, in reality she eats like a pig. Those who know her will recount with some amusement her bottomless stomach and light-speed metabolism.
Her bone structure in the face isn't so bad. Her cheekbones are prominent, so it's not like her face is all flat and dull.
Her longest feature are her legs, which make up most of her height. Her arms are somewhat longer than they should be in proportion to her torso, but they're in such a way that they look aesthetically nicer and more elegant, not freakish and abnormal.
Her hands and feet are quite small, especially considering her height. The size of her hands especially frustrates Sherry, sometimes.
αllerɢιeѕ (ιғ αɴy): seasonal; pollen (non-fatal)
мedιcαl coɴdιтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): None

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perѕoɴαlιтy: She's rude. She's abrasive. She's impatient. She's sarcastic. She's lazy. That's basically Sherry...at the surface. Indeed, when you first Sherry, she might seem nice enough. She knows her manners and how to act like a normal cordial person like anyone would, but in reality Sherry tends to be a bit more blunt and brutal about her speaking. As such, she'll come off very rude and will probably rub you the wrong way. In fact, she could probably find a different, nicer way to say something while still being blunt, but she finds that trying to think of this strategy takes up too much time and effort on her part. That's probably the impatience and laziness kicking in. You can bet that's she's hard to work with. It's even harder to take orders from her. Arguments are usually caused by Sherry snapping something degrading to a team member, who naturally becomes aggravated and says something in their defense. Sherry doesn't take any of that from anybody, though.

Sherry will almost never do anything that she doesn't have to do. She'd rather stay home and read. This is also true when friends ask to go out to see a movie or something. Being quite introverted, Sherry prefers to stay inside and now deal with people. It's not to say she's a sociopath, it's just that going into large public places wears her out after a while, while some others seem to gain energy from being in social areas. Thus, Sherry usually gets tired just thinking about going to a mall or a move theater, so she usually tries to opt out. She doesn't hate hanging out with friends. She loves talking to them, and loves them dearly. It's just that she'd rather go to someone's house and chat about stupid stuff than go out and deal with others while shopping for something Sherry doesn't need.

Once you get over the initial punch in the face that Sherry's personality is, you'll see that Sherry is quite a loyal and capable leader. When the chips are down the gloves come off. If there's one thing that Sherry hates more than work, it's loosing. Her pride is one of the few things that probably drives her to do anything, anymore, such as arguing when you do anything that offends her integrity or legitimacy. The one thing she cares about is having people know what her true personality is before they go and judge her, or else she feels their view is biased and incomplete. But she doesn't really convey this thought very well. Still, when the team is in trouble Sherry will pull through. She knows when they're in serious trouble, and she knows when the jokes are off.

As you might've guessed, Sherry is rather intelligent, which probably expands her pride into arrogance. She's well read and knows a wide array of random pieces of information. She specializes in history and gets top marks in creative writing, but she's good at mental math, and her science grades are nothing to sneeze at. Mind, she's not a genius, but if she started reading manuscripts she might start sounding pretty close.

Sherry is very stubborn. Rarely will she ever give up on something or admit that she was wrong--again, because of her pride. It'll take a lot for Sherry to verbalize that she was wrong, although she'll probably know that she was wrong a long time before she says it if your logic makes sense to her. Otherwise, she'll attack you with everything she's got until you admit you're wrong. It's always a thrill a minute with Sherry, which is naturally frustrating, sometimes.

Sherry is, believe it or not, capable of an odd tender moment, occasionally. She'll bring in cookies. She'll volunteer for night shift. These treats are usually few and far between, and everyone usually looks at each other in skepticism and wonder if Sherry was drunk or high or something. Really, though, Sherry is just doing it because she feels like it.

Her independence is another large facet about her. Sherry dislikes doing things because she's required to. She prefers to make decisions and carry on with actions knowing that it was by her choice. Sherry doesn't like having responsibilities to anything, which is why she also is not in a relationship. She has always been afraid that people would tie her down and smother her, ask her to go out with then when she didn't feel like it, ask her for favors. The entire thing would've been too much trouble for Sherry. She didn't really see what the point was. She also dislikes clingy people, which probably derives from her independence. Sherry doesn't like owing people anything, and she doesn't like people always sticking around her. In the end, she wants to know that she could do anything and no one would follow and bother her in the end.

нιѕтory: Sherry has lived a rather normal life. She had both of her parents and she had one baby sister born into the family when she was ten, so their age difference was quite pronounced. Sherry moved around about two times, living in three different states in the US in response to job opportunities for her dad and later for her mom. First they lived in Seattle, Washington, moved down to San Francisco, then made a large leap to the mainland, where they settled in Cleveland, Ohio. It was a large shock for Sherry, especially in the winter. She had only seen perhaps an inch of snow at most in her first home in Seattle, and she had moved from there when she was 6. By the time she had arrived to Cleveland she was 11.

Because her adolescent years were completely fulfilled in Cleveland, Sherry says that it's the town that she mostly grew up in. She feels that from 13 on is the time when teens are finding themselves, like the Mid-Life Crisis. She grew up as a loud and vitriolic student at an all-girl's private school (which may also have contributed to the lack of boyfriend, which Sherry never felt a specific need for). She did well and was at the better half of her class, as were her closest friends. All in all, she was quite satisfied with her life. She had nothing much to complain about, and while sometimes she did blow up over nothing like most teenagers did, Sherry didn't whine very much. Her parents stayed together and she went to a good school. Her family was in a stable middle-class rank. Sherry had a baby sister (which tended to be one of her complaints now and again).

lιĸeѕ:
- White Chocolate
- Milk Chocolate
- Pesto
- Oreos
- J.K. Rowling
- Breaking Benjamin
- Wagner
- Brahms
- Sleep
- Quiet

dιѕlιĸeѕ:
- Carrots
- Onions
- Insects
- Dark Chocolate
- Stupidity
- Arrogance
- Ignorance (but not naivete)
- Provincial people
- Nickelback
- Chatter
- Large crowds

ѕeхυαlιтy: straight
crυѕн: none
relαтιoɴѕнιp none

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υѕerɴαмe: Second_Choey
αcтιveɴeѕѕ I'm on quite a few hours a day. If you ever have questions, don't hesitate to PM me!
oтнer: nope. ^^

[✖Owl Eyes✖]

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→{Lilly|17|Female|12}←

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ɴαмe: Lilly Watt
αɢe: 17
вιrтнdαy: September 6
ɢeɴder: Female
yeαr ιɴ нιɢнѕcнool: Grade 12
joв: Cashier at Rue21

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нαιr: Many would say tawny or just brown, but she calls it "The mix called deer-dog-squirrel-creature color".
eyeѕ: Forest Green, and a thin golden ring around her iris.
weιɢнт: 148 lbs.
нeιɢнт: 5 feet 9 inches
вody мodιғιcαтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): You can't see it in this picture, but she has pierced ears, a nose ring and a small tattoo of a red butterfly on her inner right wrist.
ɢeɴerαl: Lilly could be described as long and lanky. She is very tall, very skinny, and walks lightly on the balls of her feet. Her jaw is angular and skinny. Cheeks, usually flushed with some sort of excitement. She's been known to smile out of nowhere, and giggle, her pleasant thoughts taking over her mind. Her smiles always draw at least a glimmer of laughter from others, if not, then it's a full fledged grin. Her shoe size is 9 and a half, but she almost never wears them. If its in the woods behind her house, or when her employer is around, she's never wearing shoes.
αllerɢιeѕ (ιғ αɴy): None whatsoever.
мedιcαl coɴdιтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): Porphyrophobia, the severe fear of purple. This, frankly, can reduce her to the verge of being a physco. She will first bite her lip so hard it bleeds. If the purple isn't gone soon, she will drop anything she's holding and ball her fists up against her temples. Of it still doesn't leave, she'll start chanting "Torture. Torture. Torture. Leave me now!" in hopes that will still dissapear. If it still doesn't, she will scream very loudly, and run into the nearest supply closet or area that has a locking door. This is potentially problematic, working in a clothing store, but they hired her under the terms that she could sit and fold the clothing in a back room.

Lilly Watt is a cutter. She has this scary feeling that if she wants to help others have no pain, she must cause it to herself.

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perѕoɴαlιтy: She's scared and hurt. Her Physical pain can't even hold a candle to her emotional pain. She is terrified of hurting other people, and cries whenever she sees something in pain.

Yes, Lilly likes to laugh, but it takes a special, patient, kind, sweet, caring, and amazing all around person to get a remote giggle out of her. If you can, she will absolutely adore you.

In that way, she's just like a little lost puppy.

Lilly is amazed for some weird reason by red and orange. One would think that those colors resemble fire, but she absolutely adores the heat and warmth that it gives off.

Yeah. You can say she's odd.

Lilly is very protective. Try and tell one of her little owners (in the puppy dog sense) anything remotely mean and her shy shell comes flying, and she'll cat hiss and bite and kill (metaphorically) at the assaulter.

She's a cutter. Cutting makes her feel safe, in some twisted and demented way. She thinks her blood haves some kind of effect on those in pain, as if that she can take away their pain when she hurts herself.

Scary, right?

She for sure isn't afraid of the dark. As a matter of fact, she thinks it's a great place to sit and think. She spends all night outside of her house, just sitting on the roof, contemplating things with no end. For example, she enjoys thinking up questions with no ending, like why she was born, or whats her purpose in life. (Very interesting, correct?)

She's a very creative thinker, can you tell?

нιѕтory: Her severe fear of the color purple came from a sad and depressing day. Her favorite color used to be purple, as a matter of fact. And so was her best friend's. She loved him like a brother she never had. She treated him like the most precious thing that was ever alive. She was his shoulder to cry on. And he took turned on her. This was the day he wore purple.

His mother was hospitalized with breast cancer, and Lilly brought her flowers. She knew that his mother loved roses of any sort, and he didn't get her anything that morning. Normally, he would come home with all sorts of trinkets and foods for her, but the one morning that he forgot, Lilly remembered. Of course, she thought she should try and help his mother feel better, being the caring and nurturing person she is, and presented it to her the second they walked into the door. She smiled, gave his mom a hug, set the flowers down, and claimed a seat near the bed. Her friend, Jonah, smiled tightly, gave his mother a hug, and sat down by Lilly. He curled his fingers around his mother, and smiled. Suddenly, she stopped breathing. Lilly raced down the hall, screaming for a doctor or nurse, but none came. She ran back into the room to find Jonah pleading with his mother's dead body to come back.

Lilly stood in the doorway, and shifted slightly. Just the simple rustle of her clothing jostled him from his frenzy, and he flung himself at her. No, not in a creepy way or a comforting way, but a rage bitten, flying leap that had all intentions of harming her. She screamed as she hit the ground, and he hit and kicked and punched her for all he was worth. She finally wrestled him off of her and ran for the hospital bathroom, locking the door behind her. He screamed crude things at her. He pounded the door, but she didn't come out. Finally he sank to the ground outside the door, and cried.

She thought it was safe to emerge, but he flew at the door, screaming at her. "You didn't try! You didn't find anything to save her! You son of a *****"

After that day, all she could remember from the fight was his purple shirt. All she could remember was how scared he made her. This is how she developed her fear of purple. As for the rest of her life, she was lucky. Adoption treated her well, but she was always returned to the system for some reason or another. She doesn't care. She's always been a free spirit.

lιĸeѕ:
°• Cookies
°• Christmas
°• Sharp and pointy objects
°• The Fray and OneRepublic
°• Fire

dιѕlιĸeѕ:
°• Brute force
°• Tears
°• Cutting
°• Medications
°• Pain

ѕeхυαlιтy: bi
crυѕн: No. And no again.
relαтιoɴѕнιp that would require a crush.... No?

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υѕerɴαмe: Ғαℓℓɛи Δиɢɛℓ
Fallen for short.
αcтιveɴeѕѕ Everyday for at least 2 hours
oтнer: At the moment, my parents say I can't take my iPod to my dad's house. This means no CS for me every other weekend.

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ɴαмe: Dave Jonas Hagthorn
αɢe: 17
вιrтнdαy: The first of june.
ɢeɴder: Male.
yeαr ιɴ нιɢнѕcнool: 12th
joв:trying to find one.

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нαιr: Light red,with a little browness in it. It goes over his eyes,and makes him look shy.
eyeѕ: Deep green,and gleaming liek fire. Those eys are eyes you can get lost in,so be careful.
weιɢнт: No idea.
нeιɢнт: One meter and 52 centimeters.
вody мodιғιcαтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): Nope,nothing.
ɢeɴerαl: Short and shy-looking. That may be the general description,actually. Dave is a shy,short guy. He is pretty slank,and when he feels bad,he looks even slanker. The hairmthe body built,everything make him look weak,withc he don't like. His face is quite round,and he look younger than he is. He have been mistaken for a 13-year old boy many times,witch is not so fun for him.
αllerɢιeѕ (ιғ αɴy): Nope.
мedιcαl coɴdιтιoɴѕ (ιғ αɴy): Dave has Dyslexia,witch makes it a little hard for him to read. However,he have trained and become better at it.

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perѕoɴαlιтy:
I am shy,let me be. That is the common expression of Dave's face. That he don't want to talk,or rather,don't dare to talk. Well,that is pretty much how he is. The worst thing in Dave's life was to move to a new town,and therefold he became even more shy. He don't talk if it not is needed,really. Why should he?
Then,what about making friends,if he now is so shy? Yes,it is hard for him to even let someone in "close',and become a best friend of him,but it is not impossible. Nothign is impossible.

I show much intrestead,and therefold I knwo things.
Dave is a cunning and curious guy. He loves to learn about new thigns,and some people call him a Bookworm. But he can't even read well,so that is pretty wrong. He don't learn by reading,he learns by snapping up things. Gossips,news,radio,classmates....everything. Peopel aroudn him would be impressed by ow much he actually knows.
нιѕтory:
Then now,why is Dave so shy? Well,actually he have always been pretty layd-back,but not this shy.

When he was yougner,around five years,he and his family lived in a rather small town,by the sea. Their garden was oretty big,and covered in green,lush grass.
lιĸeѕ: at least 3
dιѕlιĸeѕ: at least 3
ѕeхυαlιтy: anything.
crυѕн: don't come with one
relαтιoɴѕнιp don't come with one

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υѕerɴαмe: say if you ever change it
αcтιveɴeѕѕ Just to give us a good idea.
oтнer: anything?

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