two halves make one [closed]

My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 6:52 am

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Someone owns your soul

Since you were very young, since you became aware of your emotions, you felt happiness and sadness at strange times, for things you didn’t know. Other person’s feelings inside your head, twisting you inside. You’ve wondered many times if it was your soul mate, but it wasn’t. It’s the other half of your soul, a part of yourself you were missing since you were born. Not exactly twins, both persons share a soul, and they share their feelings, memories and thoughts. It’s almost impossible to hide something from your other half, privacy is something you cannot aford.
But a whole has to be neutral, and to be neutral, both halves have to be opposite. Positive and negative. Fire and ice. You cannot be skilled only with a gun. Your biggest weapon is yourself. Both halves have powers, opposed powers: wind and earth, light and darkness, fire and water. There are many possibilities, but those two powers make a whole. Different, but always the same.

Your paths are linked, you share the same road. Someone owns your soul, or at least half of it.
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My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 7:36 am

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Small, comfortable. That's what most inhabitants would say about the city. Many of you were born and raised here, in this minuscule city in the state of
Winsconsin, appart from the civilization, the phones and the technology. The others came to look for their soul mate, and some others didn't know it'd be here.
With less than 1800 souls spending their lives here all year long, and less during the winters, Oakhall has everything old ladies and though gentlemen need: a park,
a forest and a lake. All it's resources are still almost intact, Oakhall it's know for its dedication to the conservation of the Loaku forest, the lake and the river of
the same name. Loaku, a long name whose meaning has been long forgotten, but some still know where that name came from. The Loaku were an indian tribe, they
lived in Oakhall before it had its name. They were slaughtered, but a totem remains in the middle of the park, where kids play, although they don't know what it is.

Around the park you may find the town hall, the police department, the gorcery store and the small school [which you won't be attending] locals go to.
Oakhall even has a football team, the Racoons, but they don't go out to play, and no one comes. They just train and wait to get out of this city. They can't
see what the founders saw: the clean waters of the lake, the impetuous river and the magnificency of the forest, home of wolves and bears every day, misterious
and dark every night. The river comes across the mountains and the forest, and ends up on the lake, which bathes the city. Your house probably is near the
lake or the forest. The forest also surrounds Oakhall, except from a road to civilization. The river continues down, far away from Oakhall. Everybody in this
city enjoys taking a walk around the small dirt road cleared around the shores of the Loaku lake, sometimes walking on wooden walkways over the lake and
bridges over the river, into the forest. Those trails are not recommended during the nights, due to the wild animals.

Welcome to Oakhall.

My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 7:59 am

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number one; literacy
i know people joining this roleplay will have the required literacy.
i don't want you to describe how your character takes a step,
and throw 500 words with that. i want you to be descriptive
with the feelings and the surroundings. around 400-800 words
are completely alright.

number two; posting
try to post once every two days, or post telling you won't be
ableto post. make your post fancy, but no neon colors, no
pictures, no fontmeme... just the post, centered and the
character's name. that's what i mean by fancy. also, remember
to tag people. and please, star out the vowels when cursing

number three; romance
this is not a romantic rp, pairs are just opposites: boy-girl,
element-element. they can fall in love with whoever they want.
just no love at first sight -it's completely unreal-, no more than
a kiss or fade to black/time skip. ya know'

number four; characters
make your characters ages 17-18, so they're already out
of high school. no pink, blue or green hairs or unnatural
eye colours. i want characters to be as realistic as
possible. reserve via pm or semi-lit club.

My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 10:00 am

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alessandra knox hale

carlton ajak duncan

female; light.

male; kalika kai

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amy michelle grigori

name ...

female; abandoned.

male; kestral&leo

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lacy sofia rika

finn benjamin harley

female; typical aquarius.

male; toxi+bbun

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Code: Select all: this is your "sample" to get in the roleplay. use your own, but be creative c;

My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 10:17 am

this is now:

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My gallery · by **abandoned.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 10:18 am

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{ female } - { element here } - { the complicated one }

☂ ☂. Everybody wants to go to heaven; but nobody wants to die.

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"You don't need to know anything about me. So, why don't you just leave?"
Amy Michelle Grigori. The main definition of Amy means "beloved." Many might disagree with the name given to her, especially when they first meet the girl, but that's probably because she's the type to start an argument upon first meeting someone. That's just her, but it's also the way she meets her friends, strangely enough. Amy loves her first name, even if it's just common and plain. You could even say overused. But, she doesn't care. She'd much rather have her first name as it is, than be called Michelle or the shortened form of it: Michie. So, basically, what I'm telling you is: only call her by her first name.

Now, Amy is indeed a girl, if you haven't been able to tell by her physical appearance. Or, if you had been able to tell, perhaps you don't believe your eyes? Who knows, but I can assure you, Amy is indeed a female. Her birth certificate even says so.

Amy is a girl of eighteen years. Nothing special. She's old enough to go live on her own now, as soon as she gets out of high school, she's going straight to college. She's only two years away from twenty, and three from the drinking age, though you'll probably never see her drinking. But, there's always a small possibility of it.

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ʜᴀɪʀ

"Why should you care about my looks? Leave that to me."
Amy has what everybody has. Two eyes, a nose, a mouth, a set of ears...but, then, we already knew that. I mean, I just said that everybody has that, right? But, we have to be more descriptive than that. Amy has dark brown hair that goes down two or three inches below her shoulder blades. Her hair's naturally straight. She doesn't use a flat iron or anything to change the way it is, perfectly fine with the way it is, and is often irritated slightly when asked if she straightened her hair, being that it's naturally that way. It's not perfect straight--if that makes sense--but, it does become a little wavy after getting wet.

Amy's eyes are perhaps the part of her that she loves most. When she was younger, though, she thought it made her some sort of alien. Her eyes change color, according to the season. During the spring and summer months, her eyes will turn blue, much like the color of an ocean. During the winter and fall months, her eyes turn from blue to grey. Out of the two colors, she probably likes her eyes better when it's blue.

Now. onto her height and weight. You really shouldn't ask a woman about her weight...or is it her age? Whichever it is, Amy really doesn't care if you ask her. She is exactly five feet and six inches...so she's not that short, but she's not entirely tall either. Kinda in between. Lastly, Amy weighs in at around 120 pounds.

Lastly, her clothing choices. Amy's honestly pretty open to anything, though she usually sticks with jeans and any type of t-shirt or tank top. You'll probably hardly see her in a dress or a skirt and if you do, then consider it the only time you probably will see her in one. Lastly, you will always see Amy with a locket on. It's perhaps the only accessory or piece of jewelry you'll see her wearing on a daily basis.

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ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇssᴇ

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"I've told you more than enough."
Amy is honestly a mixture of personality traits, often making her a complex and unreadable person, which she enjoys very much so.

Let's start off with her independence, her fierceness, and her stubbornness. Amy is indeed all three of these. She likes being independent and being able to do things on her own. You won't often find her relying or depending on anyone for assistance, mainly because she refuses to accept any offer of help. If she does accept the fact that she needs help, it will more than likely be from her family or friends first, rather than a complete and utter stranger.

Now, her fierceness? Amy can become quite protective of her younger siblings, or her family and friends in general. She doesn't appreciate any sort of assault made on them--verbal or physical. If she finds you picking on them or being a general *ss towards them, she won't hesitate to put herself into the situation and tell you to back off and go find something better to do. She just doesn't appreciate any form of bullying and is actually really irritated by it.

Amy is indeed stubborn and headstrong. Hardheaded. Every synonym you can think of to match. Once she makes up her mind about something, it is typically hard to make her change her opinion or her choice. Sometimes, she'll see your point, and she'll reluctantly agree, and sometimes she won't. Occasionally, she'll know that she's wrong, but she won't agree, just to be a pain. She finds amusement in it, though she doesn't indulge in it often.

Now, while her independence and her ability to argue are her strong points, they're also her weak points. Like mentioned, before, Amy will not accept any help or admit she's wrong, even if her life depended on it. Okay, maybe that was a little dramatic, but it's pretty close to how she is. Amy's just that way and there's really nothing you can do about it.

You should also know what Amy likes and dislikes. Maybe, if you knew this, you'd get to know her better. Amy likes the color blue. Any shade of it really. It's been her favorite color since she was a little girl. It's never been pink, unlike most. She had a phase where she liked the color green, but after a year or two, she reverted back to liking the color blue. Of course, she likes her friends and family...so there's nothing much to say there. The one thing she adores most, however, are kittens. She has her own, named Cherry. Now, Amy dislikes what almost everyone dislikes. Jerks, egotistic people, arrogance, and...well...she just hates shopping and dresses or skirts.

Lastly, despite all of what you might think about her when you first meet her, Amy isn't that bad of a person to be around. She's perhaps one the most loyal ones you'll have, who wouldn't hesitate to stand up for you or for what she believes in. You just have to get past the first impressions and be determined enough to get to know her better, for the real her, though you might need to be persistent and very patient.

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"My history is not for the public ears, thank you."
There's nothing all that special about Amy's life. The first eighteen years, at least. She was born on Semptemer 26th to her parents, Rosa and Dante Grigori. Her mother was Hispanic, and her father was Italian. Along with her birth, her twin brother, Seth was born. Everything went well the year after that. Nothing can really happen and you can't really remember anything when you're a baby, anyways. A year after her and her brother were born, though, her parents had another set of twins" a male and female, as well. They ended up naming one Alex and the other Jessica.

Now, everything after that went by smoothly. Everyone grew up together and there were the occasional petty fights between the siblings, but it was never anything too serious. There were times when they didn't speak to each other for weeks, but it eventually got squared away. Her parents, of course, had their own fights as well, but they never threatened each other with divorce. Amy was a Daddy's Girl and she was never ashamed to admit it, even as she grew older. She loved spending time with her old man.

Years later, at the age of eighteen, Amy and the rest of her siblings found out that her dad had leukemia. Her dad hadn't told any of them, except their mother. So, when he had to go to the hospital, it ended up being a pretty big shock to the the four children. Now, Amy being a Dadd'y Girl, she was the one who was the most attached to him. His death affected her greatly and since then, she's sort of...been a bit more harsher than she normally has been. There are times when she misses her father so much that it hurts, but she would never admit it.

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ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs

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"I am completely happy with how 'popular' I am."
Amy doesn't have followers or anything. She's not at the top of the chain of cliques. Truthfully, she doesn't really belong to any clique. Sure, she likes music and used to like to play the guitar, but she's lost interest in that since the death of her father. The only best friends she has are Melanie, Ivory, and Callista. These four girls have gone through everything together and despite their personalities, they get along pretty well. Out of all three girls, though, Melanie had been her first best friend. They'd lived near each other in the neighborhood and their mothers had both been good friends, so their meeting each other was inevitable. The two have been inseperable since childhood.

Then came Ivory, during their fifth grade year. She had come from another cit, in the middle of the school year, and the first few days, she'd been made fun of and picked on. Eventually, Amy had gotten irritated with all the constant taunts that were clearly hurting the girl's feelings, so she told them to back off, before dragging Ivy over to where she and Mel always sat for lunch. She had told her that from that day on, she would be sitting with her and Mel for lunch and hanging out with them, that she could consider them as her friends. Of course, Ivory was grateful for the offer, but felt a little out of place at first, though she quickly adjusted.

The new addition to the group, however, had left Mel a little jealous. She didn't like the fact that she would probably have to share her time with Amy. That time was special. So, in an effort to make Amy jealous, she had started hanging out with one of the other quieter students in the class, Callista. It didn't really bother Amy all that much and eventually it had been clear to Mel that Amy wasn't really replacing her. Nonetheless, Callista had been dragged into the group, and since the fifth grade, the four girls have been inseperable.

Now, with friends, come enemies, right? Amy does have quite a few enemies, though she never really cares much for them. The only ones she'll feel are a threat are the ones that are a threat to the people she cares about. You wanna talk about her behind her back? Feel free to do so, she won't give a damn.

Finally, onto her love life. Amy is straight and well...she's never dated. Yeah, she had one crush from a long, long time ago. Since she was in fifth grade, actually. So, when she was asked to a school dance sometime in her freshman year, by her crush, she'd been excited. Turned out that the guy was just a jerk, and had stood her up, going with somebody else. Since then, she's never cared for boys or relationships that are more than friends or family, instead focusing on getting to certain point in her life. If love found her, great, and if not, oh well. It wasn't meant to be.

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My gallery · by **light.** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 10:27 am

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≈ name ≈

alessandra knox hale ∫ " hey, i'm alessandra knox and you probably noticed me in the last few days. i'd ask
you your name, but it doesn't seem very important.

≈ nickname ≈

alex ∫ " you may call me alex, knox or night, the english translation from the latin. if you know me very
well you may call me just hale, but i don't like people calling me by my last name. and nothing like hallie,
please, don't mess up with my last name

≈ age ≈

seventeen ∫ " not sweet sixteen, but i think i'm still living the teenage dream, like katy perry would say.
i pretend to be and look older, though, like most teenagers. i was born april sixth in 1995

≈ gender ≈

female ∫ "...mango? okay, let's see: i hang out with girls, i flirt with boys and i'm not gay...then i'm pretty
sure i'm a girl, gender female. if you still aren't sure you may need a few more neurons or another biology
class, dude

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≈ physical description ≈

the average ∫ alessandra's not a model, and she wouldn't like to be one of them, but she's not the ugliest girl on earth.
maybe she could be classified as normal, some boys like her, and some others don't. just the average. her
body is not made only great breast and a slim stomach and she's not indestructible, or has any hidden source
of force apart from her own strength. no, that's just fantasy. daenerys isn't fat, but if she lifts her shirt you'll
find she's slim enough to eat what she wants whenever she wants to. it’s nonsense, but she admits she’d like
to have more muscles, enough to be a little tougher, but not enough to become a culturist. daenerys just
doesn’t want to be one of them, it doesn’t seem healthy or beautiful. she’s tall and well built, and that seems
enough for her, since she’s very healthy. at first sight, the first things you focus on are her eyes: brown. but
the color goes further than just a simple brown; it reminds you of something, something that’s present in
everyone’s remembrances: darkness. when you go to sleep at night and you find yourself in the middle of
the darkness, with no light. but at the sunlight you find lighter spots on them, a very dark brown with golden
spots that you can only see in the sunlight [or pointing directly at the eye with a torch, though I wouldn't
recommend that]. that’s what you can find on alessandra's eyes. sometimes you see nothing, pupil and iris are
together and there's no way to know where one ends and the other begins. But then you move on, to her hair.
again, the average, nothing special. It’s not dyed in electric blue, combed into a special way (sometimes she
doesn’t bother on combing it anyways) or with a specific cut. hair, just normal hair. daenerys curls it or straightens
it, very often, but it's naturally wavy, with little curls down. It starts with a light brown, like weath, but then it
turns lighter, to an almost white blonde in some strands, gold colored. There are some scars in her body, and three
birth marks at the end of her back, three brown circles, coffee colored. The scars are around her waist, arms and
legs, and one in her chin, at the lower part of it, almost invisible.

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brown ∫ light brown, almond shaped and surrounded by long eyelashes and well pluckled eyebrows with ocasional
brown shades, eyeliner, mascara and more make up too

≈ hair color ≈

blonde∫ between dark blonde and very light brown, some strands are clearer than others, but it depends on the light too

≈ height ≈

1.69 m.∫ alessandra has always wished to be smaller to wear higher pumps. if you are tall you have no need of them

≈ weight ≈

56 kg. ∫ one less, one more, but her weight goes around the 55-57, with a mass index of 19-20, which is adequate-slim

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small comment ∫ You may start alessandra's psychological description with this word: hypocrital; and then you may continue, but keep this word in your head all the time. because most of her personality will be based on this word. she tends to think about something, have an opinion about it, she’s very critical about some themes. but then she opens her mouth and you discover how she really is, willing to change her own opinion in benefit of her social position. you can be popular, you can be gorgeous, but if she dislikes you at first sight you have many few chances she’ll like you in a near future. but she’ll still talk to you, look at you and laugh with you about stupid things and jokes. And in a way you won’t discover how much she dislikes or hates you. ari will give her life if it's needed to get what she wants, but she only works for herself. she never works with anyone and she doesn't know the word "team", because in her life is all focused about her. sarcasm is her favorite resource, and she often makes sarcastic comments people don't like, but she doesn't mind about the people, maybe only about a few "friends" if that's the word you use for the people who follow you just for the protection and the indulgence. aria will fight and bite to defend her honor, and will never back down. she'll never shut up when someone is trying to beat her, and this often turns on her. her tongue can be fast and her words can be bitter and full of regret, but she’s not usually like that. she does not take well to others intruding or snooping around her personal life, that's why it's called "personal life". she has a very fiery soul, but if she's angry is better to stay away from her. she has bad temper, but she tries hard to control it. anyways, sometimes she has to let it out. and you shouldn't be around when that happens.
romantic is not an adjective you can use with her, is much the opposite. when she's in love, it's kind of hard for her to find the right words, and ends messing up everything. but if you stand this (as a friend or something more) you'll discover a girl who doesn't know what self-confidence means, who only had some real friends, and all of them were took away from her in different circumstances. the ice cold girl you see is no more than a reflect of what she wants to be, but deep inside she's full of emotions. If you hurt her, her feelings or one of her friends, she'll become your enemy and she'll show no mercy. she'll try to make you suffer as much as she can, and she won't give up on that. sometimes, when you really tick aria off, and you can almost see the smoke blowing from her ears, she looks for fight, even if she knows she's going to lose or something bad is going to happen. reasons mean nothing for her at those moments, and fury evolves her like a human torch, and she'll use her tongue like a blade of fire, to say the nastiest and worst things you'd like to hear from a friend, because she won't mind if you're a friend, her best friend, a brother, a sister, family...for her you'll be her nemesis. her only objective? destroy you. hurt you. everything, no matter what. she'll try to make you suffer as much as he can, and she won't give up on that, even if you apologize, if you kneel in front of her, the only thing on her mind is blood and suffering. and yes, maybe aria is a bit jealous, but it's something she doesn't notices, something she cannot stop. A quality or a defect depends on the point of view. she’ll never get to trust anyone with her heart, but this will avoid getting in some problems. this leads her to be very pessimistic sometimes, and ari can ask you very rude questions, but it's just the way she feels it on her heart. deep there she feels alone, distrusted, unworthy of everything she has, all the things she got through her life: her friends and enemies. this doesn't mean she likes it, and when she notices it, that she's being jealous, or not very optimistic about something that matters to the people around her, she tries to make herself more optimistic and comprehensible.

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small comment ∫ alessandra’s life was easy a few years ago, before she decided to escape. to escape from what? That's what I'm going to tell. daenerys was born in chicago, where her father was living at the moment. he was a very important stockholder, and they had to move every couple of months to another city. "business are hard", he said. but he didn't have to go to school, like dany did. her older sister, karina, excelled her in everything she tried, everything she did. she was deifinitely her father's favourite, and the one he spent most time with, leaving only a few "hello"'s and "how are you doing kid?" for little daenerys. the only remmeberance from her childhood is her father messing with her hair, while daenerys laughed. alex completely idolized karina, five years older than her, following her without even thinking into everything she did. but then she died.
It was in a mortorbike accident, karina wasn't wearing the helmet. she was too good for that, so she decided to leave it at home. danerys followed her to the front door with the helmet between her little hands, telling her to take it, that she would be hurt if she didn't. but she turned, and spat "back away, brat", and closed the door behind her, leaving alessandra alone in front of the door, waiting for someone who'd never come again. karina fell with her head, with no chance to reanimation. her death had been instantaneous. her mother had to go to recognize the corpse, what left her...in a kind of trance. they found alessandra hugging the helmet inside her room, sobbing against her, and rummours started to run around her: "she kept the helmet because she was jealous of her sister, she was much better than her", "she went there and stole the helmet", "she made her sister fall on purpose"...Her father didn't talk to her, he believed the rumours. then she decided to escape.

≈ likes ≈

small comment ∫ lϰ midnight
ϰ rain
ϰ talking
ϰ running free
ϰ fire
ϰ summer storms

≈ dislikes ≈

small comment ∫ ϰ mornings
ϰ spring
ϰ being alone
ϰ being wrong
ϰ lazy people
ϰ clouds and no rain

≈ family ≈

small comment ∫ members of the family

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≈ crush ≈

none ∫ i know anyone here, and i need more than a cute smile to fall

≈ relationship ≈

none ∫ right now i'm not looking for a relationship

≈ sexual orientation ≈

straight ∫ i'm between straight and bisexual, but for a relationship i'd prefer a boy

≈ friends ≈

none ∫ anyone right now, i just arrived here

My gallery · by **Typical Aquarius** » Thu Nov 15, 2012 5:46 pm

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๑ ғυll deѕιɢɴαтιoɴ :: Lacy Sofia Rika
๑ coммoɴ ɴαмe :: Lacy
๑ αɢe :: 18
๑ ɢeɴder :: female
๑ sexualιтy :: bisexual, with a tendency towards men
๑ вιrтн dαтe :: June 12th

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๑ нeιɢнт :: 5' 7"
๑ weιɢнт :: 148 lbs
๑ вody мodιғιcαтιoɴs :: belly button piercing; a quote tattoo on her back; a dandelion tattoo on her right side/ stomach; a hoof print tattoo on her right foot, and a pawprint one in the same pattern on her left; a moon tattoo on her left wrist
๑ dιѕтιɴcтιve ғeαтυreѕ :: straight, pearly white teeth
๑ нαιr coloυr / leɴɢтн :: blonde, reaches somewhere around her mid-back
๑ eye coloυr :: light grey and brown eyes, with pockets of deeper grey throughout
๑ вody тype :: athletic and fit, toned, curvy
๑ ғull pнyѕιcαl descrιpтιoɴ :: Lacey is, by other standards, tall, and not unusually thin. She is athletic and fit, her muscle toned and lithe. Though very fit, she is curvy, feminine, and delicate. Her face is very round, adding to the soft look she has about her. Her legs are very long, and her hips are wideset. Her eyes are the most remarkable part of her entire self, as they are rather odd colors, and seem to have a pebbled texture, that one would not normally associate with eyes.

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๑ memoir :: Lucy lived a rather dark childhood. She watched her family members die from various illnesses and accidents, and she was passed from household to household after her parents died when she was but a toddler. She was often forgotten in the shuffle and sorrow, and, though she was not neglected, she did not garner any special attention. She has always felt restless, as if she did not belong, and from what she can tell, it's true. At one point, she turned to self injury for her problems, but she could not stand the self- pity it required, and induced. When she turned 18, she moved out on her own, and became her own keeper.
๑ perѕoɴαlιтy :: Lacy is, by everyone's standards, a multi- layered girl. When you first meet her, she is sweet and always happy, never mean to anyone. She does not go out of her way to make friends, but she at least acknowledges the people around her, even if she doesn't know them. If you get to know her a little better, you will see that the smile she wears around strangers does not meet her eyes. She has endured her own share of hardship and loss, and cannot always muster a real smile. Once a person gets to a "best friend" level, Lacy will show all her true colors. She is kind and loving, though it is in a quieter way than what one would expect. She does indeed love to smile, and wants to be carefree, but she feels the need to take care of everyone else, which often brings her down. She has her own share of problems, but is mostly unconcerned about them. She wants to help others, and do for them what no one ever did for her- that is, tell them that they are loved, and they are not alone. Despite her outwardly confident demeanor, she is very insecure, and does not think highly of herself. She has moments where she acknowledges that she is pretty, and that she is a kind person, but she doesn't often believe it, even when others tell her.
๑ rαɴdoм ғαcт(ѕ) :: She has always had an affinity for light, be it sunshine or artifical. As a child, she was diagnosed with seasonal depression, and often slept with a sun lamp (much like you would give a lizard) to reduce the effects.
๑ lιĸeѕ ::

๑ dιѕlιĸeѕ ::

๑ ѕтreɴɢтнѕ :: the ability to love, her kindness towards others, her strong will to do what is right
๑ ғlαwѕ :: her inability to see other's flaws, her need and craving for love
๑ ғeαrѕ :: to be unloved, the dark

{ { relαтιoɴѕ

๑ cяusн ::
๑ lovєя ::
๑ ĸιɴ :: her various aunts and uncles, most of whom she has lived with

{ { oтнeя

๑ peтs ::

๑ pнoɴe :: x
๑ cαя :: x
๑ lιvιɴɢ quαятeяs ::x x

My gallery · by **Kaliyana** » Sun Nov 18, 2012 7:16 am

{Just a heads up; my laptop broke, so until it's fixed I'm going to have to share the desktop with my two brothers and parents. My replies will be slow, since I can't just get on and post whenever I want to when I'm home any more. Expect one post every day; I don't think I'll be able to post more than once, so I apologize in advance.}

{"If I wanted your opinion
I would have asked you for it."}

General Information wrote:{ Your name is;
Carlton Ajax Duncan
{ Do you have any nicknames?
Carl, AJ, Dunk, and various
other nicknames that I don't
really want to repeat. I prefer
to be called AJ.
{ How old are you?
Eighteen
{ When is your birthday?
March 11th 1994
{ Are you male or female?
Alien. I'm an alien.
{ Your power;
Water
{ Your sexual orientation;
Bisexual
{ Your current relationship status;
Single

"Oh, yeah, hey. I'm Carlton Ajax Duncan. Yes I know that sounds like a really weird name. I have some really weird parents. And I also have a lot of nicknames. I've been called Carl, AJ, Dunk, and various other names that I really, really don't ever want to hear repeated so I'm not going to say them. Feel free to call me whatever you want, but I prefer to be called AJ. I'm eighteen years old, born on March 11th 1994. I was an accident, my father told me that constantly, but hey, but that's my birthday... Male or female? Love, can't you tell? I'm an alien! See the green skin and the antennas? Oh, I don't have any? ... Well then, looks like you caught me skippy. I am, indeed, a man. Feel free to check. My power is water, woppy for me. I don't see what it can do, but whatever; just another thing to add to list of things that make me not normal. My sexual orientation? I'm bisexual, if it's really any of your business. While I'm interested in both, I lean heavily towards men. Their aren't many women who can turn me on these days. And yes, I am single, for whatever that matters. I'm actually looking to change that. Hint hint."

{"Don't bother complaining about the world.
The world doesn't care."}

Personality wrote:{ Personality Key Words;
Cold, arrogant, unsympathetic,
reliable, energetic, humorous,
truthful, sometimes insensitive,
devoted, hard-working,
independent, alert, clumsy,
unlucky, organized, impatient,
polite when it's needed,
unpredictable, trustworthy
{ Your likes;
• Purple things
• Dogs
• Quiet
• Fall
• The leaves changing color
• Building snowmen
• Christmas
• Strawberries
• Skating
• Shrimp
• Rain
• Chocolate
• Sarcasm
• Alcohol
• Junk food
• Early mornings
• Lemon greet tea
• Sour candy
• Vanilla and chocolate icecream
• Pepsi and coke, because I am
a rebel
• Any dark pop
• Humor
• Romance. Don't judge.
• Cooking
{ Your dislikes;
• Fake people
• Preps
• Happy go lucky people
• Saying corny things
• People constantly asking me
how I'm doing.
• Bright, neon colors
• Rock music
• The dark
• Sunburns
• Onions
• Tomatoes
• Pickles
• Bugs
• White chocolate
• Any icecream that isn't
vanilla or chocolate
• Failing
• Liars
• Food that's too sweet
• Facebook
{ Your fears;
• Dying
• Heights
• Bugs
• The dark
• Loving someone that
doesn't love me too and making
a fool of myself.
{ Your flaws;
• I'm arrogant.
• I like to disappear for days at
a time, just go somewhere and
have no contact with the
outside world.
• I like to talk too much, and a
lot of the time I'll talk to fast
and I end up stuttering.
• I love to fight.
{ Turn ons?
• Men who are taller than me
• Women who are shorter than me
• Tattoos, but not full body tattoos
• Men with light hair
• Women with dark hair
• Green eyes
• Someone with a sense of humor.
• Men who are dominate
• Women who do every little thing I say
{ Turn offs?
• Split tongues
• Every part of their body pierced
• Wants to be by my side at all
times. I hate that.
• Overly jealous people who don't
allow me to have friends that are
even the slightest bit attractive.
• Feminine men.
• Masculine women
• Women with abs
• Men who have abs that could
break my fingers...
{ Your hobbies;
• Drawing/sketching/painting
• Reading
• Playing piano.
• Stealing things from my father
• Early morning runs
{ Your favorites;
• Color; Purple.
• Animal; Bulldogs
• Mythical Creature; Dragon
• Food; Anything with chicken/turkey
• Desert; Chocolate Cake
• Candy; Malteasers
• Word; Legit.
• Language; French
• Season; Autumn
• Holiday; Christmas.
• Movie; Any horror movies.
• Book genre; Romance. Don't judge.
• Author; Don't have one.
• Book; Anything that has a good
plot line really. I read everything.

"Ah, my personality. I'm a lot of things, and honestly, a lot of them are like my father. But, I try not to be like that as much as I can. I never liked the man, so of course I don't want to be like him. Please, for the love of god, don't compare me to my father; I hate it, I will probably lose all of my control and end up screaming at you. Just don't do it.

Cold; I get detached really quickly. If something makes me angry I don't go all violent or anything, I just shut down and I start being really cold and distant. Like I just stop caring and I'll be really, really rude. It's kind of weird, considering its like the exact opposite of the rest of my personality...

Arrogant; A little bit. Sort of. I mean, I know I'm not the most gorgeous person in the world, but I know I'm not ugly. I know I'm not the richest person in the world, but I'm doing well off enough for just me. I may not be the best of everything, but I am doing pretty good and that's what I'll be arrogant about.

Unsympathetic; I don't care what sob-story is happening in your life. I don't care if your parents are getting a divorce, if your boyfriend or girlfriend just left you or your dog just died. I just don't care. I don't want to hear how everything went wrong in your life; you're not the only one with problems buddy. You won't get any sympathy from me. I'll let you borrow my cellphone so you can call someone who cares though.

Reliable; If I say I'm going to do something, I'm going to do it. If I say I'm going to be somewhere at a certain time, I'm going to be there are a certain time. I do what I say. That's just that. Not that hard to do.

Energetic; Think of a little kid who just ate a mountain of chocolate. I'm about one level below that. I have a lot of energy, and I have nothing to really do with it... I don't even know where it come from...

Humorous; I joke around a lot, and a lot of the time it's sarcastic. But hey, jokes are jokes, and if people laugh everything's all good.

Truthful; I'll tell you the truth as often as I can. I hate lying, I really really hate it, but I know there are some times when lying is essential; like when you're protecting a secret that isn't yours to tell. Or when I had to explain why there were bruises on me in highschool. I think everyone bought my lies, because I really am clumsy...

Insensitive; Not purposely. Whenever I shut down and start acting cold, I start saying things that are really hurtful; and sometimes when I tell the truth I sound insensitive. I don't want to sugar coat something; if you look bad in a dress I'm going to tell you that you look bad in a dress. Simple.

Devoted; Yeah, yeah, doesn't really fit with the above parts of my personality does it? If I'm with someone, then I'm going to be only with them. That's just how I am, I'm loyal that way.

Hard-working; If I do something, I do it right, the first time. I don't want to have to go back and do the same thing over because I tried to half-*ss it and screwed it up. I also work a lot, because it's the best way for me to get rid of some of that energy.

Independent; I don't like to rely on anyone. Ever. I can take care of myself, have really been doing it for years, so I don't need your help. Don't even try it, I'll refuse. I don't want your money or your pity or your help, or whatever the hell else you're going to try to offer me.

Alert/Observant; I notice a lot of things. If I talk to someone enough, I'll start noticing little "ticks" they have. Like what they'll do when they're nervous or upset, what they do when they're angry but trying to hide it, what t hey do when they're lying. Those kinds of things. It's helped me a lot through the years, I got to know when my father was going to snap and when to make myself scarce. People now just think that it's really weird, and a lot of them have wished that I wouldn't do it because they don't think it's right for someone to know them that well... Weird people...

Clumsy; Self explanatory. You wouldn't believe how clumsy I am. I'm always tripping over something, or dropping something. I can't go into a kitchen without hitting one of my knees on something. which sucks, because I love to cook.

Unlucky; I don't know how this really ties into my personality, but I seriously have some of the worst luck. Whatever can go wrong usually does go wrong. It sucks, trust me.

Organized; I need to be organized or I swear I would lose my mind. Everything I do is as organized as I can make it, I guess it's kind of OCD of me. Everything's always in order, and if someone messes up that order I get really irritated.

Impatient; I don't like to wait. Which isn't surprising, since a good chunk of the human population hates to be kept waiting. It's not extreme for me or anything, I just don't like to wait. If you're late for something, it irritates me. If I ask you a question and you take too long to answer me, it irritates me.

Polite; Only whenever I'm not being sarcastic, and I'm not shut down... I do have my manners, and I do know how to use them. I'll open doors for people, hold them open for the people behind me, I'll help people when they need it, and I'm always as nice as I can be when I'm speaking to people. Just sometimes I happen to slip up and I'm not so polite any more.

Unpredictable; This is just because sometimes I like to just take off and disappear for days at a time. I usually go somewhere in the forest, and I just camp out and I think. It's nearly impossible to tell when I'm just going to take off, because half of the time, I don't even know when I do it. I don't plan it, I just do it.

Trustworthy; You tell me a secret and I'm going to keep that secret. I'm not someone who is just going to blab your secrets to everyone I know because you've ticked me off or something. People who do that are seriously pathetic. If you tell me anything that you don't want others to know, you don't have to worry because I'm not going to tell a soul.

{"Don't tell your problems to people.
80% of them don't care, and the other 20% are
glad that you have them."}

Social & Love Lives wrote:{ Do you like to party?
Eh, it's okay. I wouldn't go to a
party if I didn't know anyone there.
{ Do you drink?
Yeah, I kind of half to. I mean,
have you seen the father I had to
live with?
{ Do you smoke?
Why yes, yes I do.
{ Your best friend is;
Jackson
{ Current Crush;
None
{ Current Boy/Girlfriend;
None
{ Ex-Boy/Girlfriends;
Just two.
{ Enemies;
None

"Ah my social life. This, is something that anyone who went to my highschool should know. I mean, it wasn't really big highschool; and there's the chance that the parents of all those kids also know. I was a fighter, I loved to fight, even if I'm not exactly that good at it. I've got more muscles in my legs than I do on any other part of my body. But I did some taekwondo when I was younger, and it stuck with me. I mean, I wasn't strong, but I could hold my own. Everyone should know that I'm not exactly a party person; I don't go to many of them. But, when I do go to them, I enjoy myself as much as possible. A party animal when I go to a party, but I rarely do so... I think I only ever went to two during my entire highschool years, which is probably pathetic. I wasn't exactly that social. But I do drink, just a little. I've never been drunk drunk, I've had a buzz, but that's about it. I never want to drink enough that I lose my cool, I don't want to risk the chance that I'd turn out like my dad.... I smoke, a lot. I don't know why I do, because I know it's absolutely horrible, and I know it's probably going to kill me, but I don't care. My best friend was Jackson, who moved out of here as soon as he could. We still talk a lot of the time, but until I can actually get the hell out of this town it looks like it's just me. So that's right, no boyfriend or girlfriend, no current crush; just me. I've only ever dated two people in my life, which I guess is pretty sad too... "

{"Saying someone shouldn't be gay because it's against
your religion makes as much sense as saying someone shouldn't
eat a dount because you're on a diet."}

Family and History wrote:{ Parents;
Frances and Elijah Duncan
{ Grandparents;
Dillion and Alexis Duncan
Grace and Cayden Blake
{ Aunts and Uncles;
Jamie Duncan
Hailey Blake
{ Siblings;
NoneE
{ Where were you born?
Oakhall
{ Where did you grow up?
Oakhall
{ What was your childhood like?
Well, it wasn't the best and
it wasn't the worst. It was bad,
but I'm sure someone has it
worse than me.
{ Your childhood fear?
The dark. It kind of stuck
with me.
{ Childhood imaginary friend?
I don't know...

"My history is pretty sketchy, if I'm being honest. I was an only child (a mistake, like I already said) and I was born to a mother who loved me but was a push over, and a father who didn't really want either of us around. He only let us stay because my mother did everything he told her to do; which is probably the big reason why I greatly dislike women who let men order them around. Is probably also why I hate it when I see men ordering women around; yeah I like dominate men, but I don't mean the giving orders type, I mean the type who will, you know... "Be on top" or whatever. That kind, where if he wants to kiss me he's going to freaking kiss me. Plain and simple. But I just really got off topic, so lets continue.

My mother was a push over, my father was an *sshole who liked to drink, and he was a violent drunk. He was the kind of man who thinks that the only reason women exist is to serve men, to make them happy, to make them food and clean their house, and be in there bed whenever they want them. I hated him for that, and I still hate him. But, like I said, he was a violent drunk. And he drank often. He never hit my mother, which kind of surprised me, now that I think about it, it would have made more sense if he had hit her and not me. But she was doing everything he told her to do, I wasn't. So maybe I brought it all on myself. I'd never do a damn thing that man told me to do, and if I could, I would go out of my way to do the opposite of what he told me to do. That got me into a lot of trouble, which is why I had so many scars on my back.

When I turned eighteen I got the hell out of there. I tried to get my mom to come with me, but she didn't want to. And hey, I can't make her do something she doesn't want to do. I don't want to be my father, ordering her around... I moved into my own apartment, which is probably the thing I'm most proud of. I've been living there for a while now, and it seems to be working out for me, even if I do have random times that I tend to have outbursts that sound like my father..."

{"I'm not anti-social.
I just don't like you."}

Apperance wrote:{ Hair color;
Black
{ Eye color;
Blue, a little on the
light side
{ Height;
Six foot, even.
{ Weight;
Roughly 175? I haven't
checked recently.
{ Skin Tone;
I'm really pale. I can't
tan to save my life, I just burn.
{ Body Type;
Lean and skinny. More
muscle in my legs than
anywhere else.
{ Piercings;
Left earlobe, and my hips.
{ Tattoos;
Oh I have a lot of them...
I'll go into detail later.
{ Scars;
I have on one the right side
of my stomach, and I have a lot
of them on my lower back.
{ Clothing style;
Just whatever I feel like
wearing really...

"I'm pretty average looking in my appearance, if you don't count the tattoos that I have. Those are probably the only thing about my appearance that stands out. My hair is black, which I usually keep short and spiked back. Sometimes, like when I don't feel like getting my hair cut again or don't have time to keep it up I'll just let it fall into my eyes and it looks like I don't have the sides of my head shaves. My eyes, which are usually not covered by my hair, are a blue that's a little more on the pale side than it is dark blue. I think my eyes look weird, but you be the judge of that. I stand at six foot even, and roughly one hundred and seventy-five pounds. I haven't checked in a while, so this might actually be wrong... My skin tone is pale, which works well for the tattoos. I can't tan to save my life; I just burn and then I go back to being white. Kind of sucks. My piercings are pretty limited actually; I just have my left earlobe pierced, which is just a plug. I have my hips pierced too, which I do admit, seems pretty odd to some people. But I don't care, because I like them and that's all that really matters. I have a lot of tattoos. A detailed black and white skull with rather sharp teeth on my left shoulder, and inside that tattoo is another skull, with blood splatters over the whole thing. Then the neck of a guitar along my left forearm, with Death Before something or other on little banners, and flames eating it all up. I have a half-finished tattoo of roses and skulls on my right shoulder, and the biggest rose on the bottom of that tattoo is colored different shades of blue, red, green and yellow, and finally I have MISC on my left hand fingers, and HIEF on my right hand fingers, and a bird on the back of said right hand. I have a few scars, most of them are on my lower back, and I have one on the right side of my stomach all of them are from my father. My clothing style? Well, I don't really know if I have any style at all, but I just wear whatever I feel like wearing when I wake up. I might be dreesy, or casual, or I might just decide to spend the entire day on my cough in my boxers. It really depends on how I feel when I wake up."

____________________________________________________________________

{ Username;
Kalika Kai
{ You can call me;
Kali, or Kai.
{ Gender;
I'm female.
{ My roleplaying style;
Semi-Literate to Literate.
{ First person or third person?
I prefer first person, but can
do third if you don't mind
it still sounding like someone's
train of thought.
{ My time zone;
Atlantic Standard Time.
{ Availability;
I'm online almost all morning,
but in the afternoon I am
not online as much. Replies
will most likely come during
the mornings, or late at night.

That's right ladies and gentlemen, we've got a user here! Who would have thought that there would users on chickensmoothie eh? I know, it's totally crazy. Something's messed up if we've got users, maybe they should fix that...

Anyway, the name's Kalika Kai, but you can call me Kali or Kai, whichever one you prefer. I usually do more literate roleplays, but I can shorted or lengthen my posts depending on who I'm roleplaying with. A good skill to have, or so I'm told. I usually roleplay in first person, but I can do third person; except my third person will still sound like it's someone's train of thought. This is because I write in first person for my novels, and it just flows better for me that way. I'm in the Atlantic Standard time zone, so I wouldn't be surprised if I'm on a different time than the rest of you and that I post at different times. Speaking of different times; I'm most active during the mornings and the late evenings. So, don't expect any roleplay replies during the afternoon, between 2pm and 6pm. If you see me posting replies during that time, that means I got some time to do so, but most of the time between those hours I only have enough time to bump certain topics for trades and the such.

Just thought you guys should know a little about me. :3

All images (c) their rightful owner
Lyrics (c) Three Days Grace
Character (c) me
Form (c) me. Don't use my form.
Use it (or one that looks almost
exactly like it) without my
permission and I will report you.

My gallery · by **light.** » Tue Nov 20, 2012 1:53 am

{ everyone: accepted c; i'll update the character's post later and start with my character }