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Do you hear the people s i n g? Singing a song of a n g r y men? It is the music of a people Who will n o t be slaves again! When the beating of your h e a r t Echoes the beating of the d r u m s There is a life about to start When t o m o r r o w comes!
Do you hear the people s i n g? Lost in the valley of the n i g h t ? It is the music of a people Who are c l i m b i n g to the light! For the wretched of the e a r t h There is a flame that never d i e s Even the darkest nights will end And the s u n will rise!
-Books I need to Finish or Read- Les Miserables Lord of the Rings Septimus Heap: Flyte The Mortal Instruments Series The Infernal Devices Series
You can call me;Tony How old I am;24 What I'm doing;Drinking coffee and sketching in the cafe. Current form;Human What I'm wearing;Black 'dressy' button up shirt, dark jeans and converse. Jacket on the chair. Who I'm talking to;Me, myself and I.
Sometimes, like right now, I wished James had not gone to England. Or had at least taken me with him. But naturally, I got stuck here, virtually by myself. I sighed once and then lifted the mug of coffee to my lips. It was luke warm now, and I downed it in one go. I was going to need another anyway. I crossed to the counter, which was surprisingly empty, and handed the empty cup to the women behind the counter."Can I have a cappuccino this time love?"The bell on the door rung while I was waiting for the cappuccino, but I didn't turn to see who it was; I didn't really care either way. I thanked the girl as she handed my my cappuccino, and returned to my seat where I eyed the sketch on the table.
“Well you said we wouldstillbefriends.”
It was a winter scene, a girl with long black hair blowing in the wind; the hair standing out wonderfully against the white snow. I had made icicles dripping from trees that actually looked a bit gimped, so I set my mug down and set about erasing them to start over."Maybe I should just scrap this entire idea." I muttered to myself, realizing that I was going to have to erase a good section of the trees behind the girl."This is just too much to erase... Alright, new page, lets start fresh."I flipped the page over, and tapped the pencil in my hand against it.
“But I'll admit that I wasgladit wasover.”
I started sketching something that for once, wasn't completely wintery. A man this time, one who I think I say in the book store yesterday, but I'm not sure. Hey, it's not really that creepy to be sketching someone you saw the other day... Okay, so maybe it is. Don't judge. I spent most of my time on the eyes, because those are the things that I like the most, and the things that I feel I screw up the most on.
xxxxx Leroy Gavin || 26 || Male || Homosexual || Single
You took my heart and you held it in your mouth And, with a word all my love came rushing out And, every whisper, it's the worst, emptied out by a single word There is a hollow in me now
So I put my faith in something unknown I'm living on such sweet nothing But I'm trying to hope with nothing to hold I'm living on such sweet nothing And it's hard to learn And it's hard to love When you're giving me such sweet nothing Sweet nothing, sweet nothing You're giving me such sweet nothing
{{иαмє}}Leroy Gavin "Oh, hello there. My name is Leroy, my full name is Leroy Hadley Jethro Gavin; it's a bit of a mouthful, really. Please, just refer to me as Leroy, as I don't really have a decent nickname. However, if you're really desperate to call me something aside from my proper name, please, just refer to me as "G', or something along those lines. I honestly don't mind."
{{αgє}}26 Years "Isn't it a bit rude to ask about someone's age? Well, I'm twenty-six and my birthday is on the eleventh of July, so I'll be twenty seven soon, then twenty eight after than, and on, and on. It's quite disappointing, really."
{{gєи∂єя}}Male "Hermaphrodite! Seriously, it's not obvious? I'm a male. Lad, boy, dude, all of those words, y'know?"
{{яєℓαтισиѕнιρ ѕтαтυѕ}}Single "I'm single, and unfortunately, I don't play for the right team to get a girlfriend. I haven't gone out with a man before, but I know I've had a different sexual preference to most since I was about sixteen."
{{ρєяѕσиαℓιту}}Mature "Well, for a start, those around me believe that I'm much more mature than what the average person should be. I should be out partying, drinking and sleeping around with people, but instead, I'm usually at home alone, watching television or cooking. God, I love cooking. It's one of my favourite things to do, and I make a mean Bombe Alaska. I'm not too open about my sexual preference... I mean, who cares who I love and don't feel attracted to? It's not exactly the business of those around me. And that's where another of my traits comes in; I'm secretive. If you want to know something about me, you better work hard to get it, because I'm not the type to crack easily. I can be impulsive, and aggressive, well, a lot. You tick me off, I'll make sure you get it, to an extent. I'm moreso verbally aggressive than physically. I can be a bit of a morale killer, but I don't mean to be. After all, if people whinge and whine at me long enough, I'll crack, and my honesty will get in the way. Hmm... I'm certainly no party animal, and I hate smoking. It's just gross. I don't mind drinking, but I won't go full out unless I have to. I don't have much pf a social life; too busy working. Never dated, either."
{{нιѕтσяу}}Toddler || Teenager || Adult "You're getting awfully pushy, aren't you? Well, I was a rather... odd child when I was little. Well, I was born in the Australian Outback... growing up with the roos and all that. I was obsessed with crocodiles, to an extent that I was nearly mauled to death by one. My mother was petrified by them, and she split from my father after he told her to toughen up, and she whisked me away to the U.S, where I was forced to grow up. I hated it, and I locked myself in my room for days on end, reading books and learning things. I was awfully smart, and I actually finished school when I was fifteen. Was rather smug about it, too. Uh, I can't really think of much, we moved around once or twice, never really made friends. Wasn't bullied much."
{{αρρєαяαи¢є}}Dark Brown Hair || Brown Eyes || Lightly Tanned Skin "Well, I have shaggy, chocolate brown hair which I keep well groomed and trimmed whenever I can. I sometimes cut it short, depending on what I have planned at the time. My eyes match, too. The closer you get to my iris, the darker it gets. Some reckon they're unnatural, but I can't tell. I've got a pretty good complexion; apparently I'm attractive. Oh, please. I've got a pretty good build, I do have some muscle, but I'm not ridiculously muscular. I have some tattoos up my right arm, and they spread across my shoulders, and go up the right side of my neck. Nothing special, just black Celtic runes.
My dragon form? Holy moley, it's awesome. It's... big, and red, and black, and stuff. I've got a nice set of claws, too. My fangs are... sharp? There's not much to say, but maybe you'll be lucky enough to see for yourself. My ring isn't fantastic."
{{ Sorry for not finishing Leroy's form. My computer has been having issues, so I probably won't be able to finish my form until Wednesday. Looking forward to role-playing with you. <3 }}