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personality:: The first word that comes to mind when describing Isabelle is shy; painfully shy, infact. She's that girl who just sinks into the background and goes unnoticed by the world around her.. it's not necessarily what she prefers, more as it is just how it happens. The Isabelle her friends know and the Isabelle the rest of the world knows are two polar opposites. When alone, there isn't a moment she isn't hidden behind her notebook, adding intricate details to one of her sketches; her iPod drowning out the rest of the world. At home, she transforms back into her bubbly self; able to let her outrageous, artistic-self shine. The one thing in the world she hopes for is a someone to actually sit down and take the time to pick apart that self-conscious exterior she's hidden herself in over the years; someone willing to love her for her..flaws and all.
appearance:: Her coffee brown hair reaches well past her shoulder blades, ending somewhere around mid-back; which she wears in a mess of silky dark waves. A look that suits her well. She is a very petite young girl, only standing at 5'3 and weighing in at around a hundred and ten pounds. She is, and always has been, viewed as fashionable, but it's something that comes more natural to her seeing as she dresses for comfort over looks. One of her outfits are often along the lines of a loose-fitting tank top with a pair of skinny jeans, ankle high boots and always topped off with a locket her sister gave her as a child. As far as piercings and tattoos go, she has two nose piercings, a belly button piercing and four tattoos. The first being a small lock on her right wrist, a skeleton key on the other. The other two include an arrow on her pointer finger and a band aid on her knee. None of which anyone would likely understand without really knowing her.
crush:: Open history:: May fill out later :] position:: Hunter major weapon:: AK-47 minor weapon:: Pistol melee weapon:: Crowbar; usually uses anything she can get her hands on. theme song:: Jar of Hearts -- Christina Perri
personality:: Xavier is a cold and sarcastic guy with a painfully bitter personality to match; and just about the last guy you'd ever want to get into a fight with. Despite his tall and lanky stature, the boy can throw one hell of a punch and once he gets going, there's no talking him down. He often lashes out at the simplist of things, wanting to push people away before they get a chance to dig deeper into his broken heart and reveal him for what he really is: lonesome. He does have a playful side, it's just hidden a bit deeper beneath the surface; you have to be determined if you're going to attempt to bring out this side of him.
appearance:: Xavier's shaggy, dark hair reaches just past his well defined jaw-line. His side-swept bangs are often seen fallen over his deep brown eyes, which is just the way he likes it; it gives him something to hide behind. He's more tall and lanky than muscular, but don't underestimate his strength. If you do, you'll find out first hand just how hard of a punch he can throw. His outfits usually consist of a pair of worn down skinny jeans along with a band graphic T-shirt or jacket, as always finished off with a pair of overworn black converse.
crush:: Open history:: May fill out later :] position:: Loner major weapon:: Shotgun minor weapon:: Semi-automatic handgun melee weapon:: Metal baseball bat
We kill the lights And put on a show It's all a lie But you'd never know The star will shine And then it will fall And you will forget it all.
Now you know it's so much better to pretend There's something waiting for you here Every letter that you wrote Has found its way to me my dear You can make believe that what you say Is what I want to hear.
I'll keep dancing through this beautiful, delusional career Faking every tear Looking like a compromise suicide Keeping all my dreams alive.