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[Sorry about my inability to post lately; I've been super busy with family, finals, and a driver's test /: I promise I'll try my best to get up my post as soon as possible!]

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-{ Alright. She is his girlfriend anyway, haha. I am writing a post as soon as possible. I will probably have it up tomorrow morning, maybe tomorrow afternoon depending on what is going on by then. :3 }-

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[Pockyy]

J a m e s . R o t h e r i n g t o n
whoever said life was perfect was so w r o n g

” I'll stop the whole world ~
I'll stop the whole world ~
From turning into a monster, eating us alive ~
Don't you ever wonder how we survive ... ? ~ ”

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james william benedict rotherington ; the set ups ; tag - Syrena ; location - Huntingtons ; mood - tiresome

Staring after Syrena, he turned graciously towards her parents. "Excuse me a moment. Please, order first we'll be back soon." He murmured, inclining his head before he left after Syrena with a brisk walk. Even though the girl had ordered none of them to follow her before she shortly stormed out, James still felt the need to calm down the situation. Many of the other diners were staring, talking with hushed whispers as they took sly glances at him. Holding an icy cold expression, James shot a glance at the maître d', almost as a warning. The attendant turned away with a slight flush, before striding towards the waiter closest to him and whispering at a feverish pace.

The air was quite cold and the breeze bit into his cheeks as he tried to catch up with Syrena. It must hurt her feet, James thought as he remembered Syrena had left her shoes on the table. He finally managed to catch up with her, grabbing onto her wrist as he caught his breath. "Syrena. We have to be reasonable here." He said finally, with an air of seriousness. He had to push his annoyance for Syrena away if he was going to sort this mess out.

[khaleesi,]

s y r e n a cullen

She turned around quickly yanking her wrist from him. "No, James. I am not going back there. I don't want to be here." The blonde hissed. "I have no life choices. I am a puppet and my parents are the controllers. I can't even choose what I get to eat since the day my parents put me with you." Syrena growled. "I am done, James."

(WB)

[yuki,]

"Manage me, I'm a mess
Turn a page, I'm a book
Half unread
I wanna be laughed at
Laughed with, just because
I wanna feel weightless
And that should be enough..."

Username: toujours.
Character Name: Isaac Samuel Hayes.
Age: Nineteen.
Sexuality: Straight as a post.
Height: 5ft 11'.
Weight: 150lbs.
Tattoo:
'If you don't live for something, you'll die for nothing; right collarbone.
Personality: To describe Isaac in one word, it would probably have to be... smart-ass. This young man is charmer, but in his own cheeky way. He earned himself the nickname 'Peter Pan' in high school, the boy who never grew up; and it's quite fitting really. However, he's also gotten himself a reputation as quite the bad boy. He's gotten on the wrong side of quite a few people, but managed to come out of fights relatively unscathed. Usually he talks himself out of dodge, using his vast arsenal of wit as a sort of defense But that doesn't mean he's unwilling to resort to violence; he's gotten in trouble with the law a couple of times as a result of this.
However, beneath the bad boy attitude, Isaac is really just a sweet and funny gentleman; he can be a little be of a ladies' man too. And that is, essentially, who he is; an immature, charming flirt.
Then there's his reckless side - Isaac likes to take risks. Whether it's being dared to do something, pulling some stupid stunt or just goofing off; he's up for it. He believes in living live to the full, even if it means that he nearly kills himself sometimes.


"Make believe that I impress, that every word,
By design , turns a head.
I wanna feel reckless,
I wanna live it up, just because.
I wanna feel weightless,
Cause that would be enough...

Anyway, he's not always a total goofball. Isaac knows when not to be an idiot, and he can sober up pretty quickly; figuratively speaking. He has a caring side, one that isn't appreciated as much as it probably should be. Unfortunately, no one ever really takes him serious; so they don't tend to give him any chances. It's his own fault, kinda; for turning himself into a delinquent. However, this guy is fiercly loyal to those he cares for. I guess you could say he's kinda like a springer spaniel? Hyper, lovable and loyal; yeah, that about sums him up.
Appearance: Isaac is tall and lean; there's not much more to his body build than that. He is strong, but he just doesn't work out that much. In fact, he's the type of guy that eats a ton but barely gains a pound; annoying, huh? His hair is dark brown at the roots, but gets lighter as it nears the tips -but it's natural; no dip-dye involved. Usually, he doesn't do much with it; but he has a habit of running his hands through his hair, which causes it to stand on end a lot. But he wears a lot of beanies. Speaking of clothing; Isaac has his own kind of unqiue style. On a normal day, he'll most likely be wearing loose jeans, a t-shirt with some band logo on it, plain coloured zip-up hoodie and his signature beanie hat. There isn't much variety; except for colours, design, etc... As for eye colour; his eyes are an interesting shade of blue-green. They're not exactly turquoise, but there's definitely a mix of the two colours in there; although there are gold flecks around his irises.
History/Background: Isaac's childhood was rather uneventful. He was born on 17th September 1993 in New York City to new parents Patrick and Julie Hayes. Isaac Samuel Hayes spent most of his early years getting into trouble. Whether it was making his kindergarten teacher's life a misery, making a fool of himself in elementary school or just causing mayhem when he wasn't in school; he was a handful. Thankfully he had the kind of face that you couldn't stay angry at for long - except his teachers; they hated him.
And as he got into high school, Isaac didn't change much. He still got into trouble regularly, although now he started to get on the wrong side of the police. Nothing major, but he did end up in lockup a couple of times overnight; and somehow he's managed to get kicked out of about every school he's ever attended - which would be seven in total. His grades have been average all through his education, although he could probably do better if he actually put any effort in; but he just can't keep his attention on the work. At a young age Isaac was diagnosed with ADHD, so there's your answer to his short attention span. Unless something is shiny, pretty or just genuinely interesting; his focus won't last long and he won't be able to keep still.
So he's your average troublemaker; you'll either want to kiss him or kill him.


"Let’s go crazy, crazy, crazy ’til we see the sun
I know we only met but let’s pretend it’s love
And never, never, never stop for anyone
Tonight let’s get some and live while we’re young..."

Love Life: Well, for starters; he's quite the ladies man. Sorry guys, he's only interested in the opposite sex - one hundred percent straight!
However, despite what you might think of him, Isaac isn't a player. He flirts a lot, and with a lot of girls' but once he ties himself down to one girl that kind of switches off. To a certain extent... He's been through a lot of relationships, and has a trail of ex-es to prove it. You probably don't want to hear about all them though; you would just get bored. The most recent was Tanya; a blonde cheerleader in his last year of high school. It ended thought; she was only interested in him because of his reputation, and he got bored of her nagging. So they went their seperate ways.
Now, however, Isaac is currently in a relationship with Kelsey Jane Kline. She's not the type of girl that he usually goes for, but she's interesting and has managed to capture his attention... But for how long?
Other: ||| x x ||| Attention deficit-hyperactivity disorder.

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S.M.I.T.H.Y
J.A.M.E.S
T.I.M.I.T.H.Y
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My name is Smith James Timothy Edwards. I was named after my mother's father James, and I got my dad's last name of Edwards. I'm not sure why I was named after my others dad, I hated him. He was rude, and ignored me half the time. My mom must have done it because she wanted to get approval from him. I go by Smith or Smithy, mostly Smithy I prefer it. I am 18 and I was born on December 9th, 1994. I don't like having my birthday in the Christmas month. Normally I'd celebrate my birthday on Christmas, and it sucks. I'm a male, a dude, a guy, a gentleman, a boy. You can call me any of those but I'm defiantly male, or at least I was last time I checked.

My mom died when I was 8 years old, and my dad died when I was 10. I then went to an orphanage. I got adopted when I was 12 and I still live with my adoptive parents. I have 3 "sisters" and they suck! There always hogging the bathroom, and fighting and yelling. I'm planning on moving out when I'm 19. I was born in Dallas, Texas and lived there till my dad died so I have a bit of a country accent. It's dissapering slightly, and I'm glad. Having a country accent doesn't fit me. I don't look like I'd have one and I hate it anyways. My "sisters" names are, Vicky, she's 17, Kris she's 19, and Keya, shes 12. My adoptive mom's name is Trish Countwell, and my adoptive dads name is Mark Countwell. There a really nice family and there rich to, I got a $600 dollar skateboard for my 17th birthday. My sister's are pretty, Keya and Kris look so much alike, with there blonde hair, place skin, and grey eyes. Vicky has black hair which she gets from there dad, and blue eyes. she quite place as well.

I have brown shaggy, somewhat wild hair. all I have to do is run a hand threw it and it looks fine. I almost always have a hat on or a hood on so it normally doesn't bug me. Half the time I don't care how my hair looks, but girls do, and if it's all messed up, my friend Zernica will fix it and give me this speech about how I should care about how I look. But anyways, I have blue-grey eyes that change colors with whatever I'm wearing and my mood. they go from a more grey color to a darker blue color. I have a ring of yellow in the middle of my eyes that highlight the coloring of my eyes. I am a skinny guy, I weigh about 137 pounds, and I've never gone over 140 pounds, no matter what and how much I eat. My shoulders aren't to bulky like some guys, and I'm quite tall. I'm 6 feet 4 inches tall, a fairly tall height. I'm a bit on the paler side, I can never really get tan, trust me, I've tried. The sun rays just seem to bounce off my skin not tanning me one bit. I normally wear skinny jeans, and they look baggy on me, I also have a keep calm and Broney on jacket that I wear all of the time. I have black studded high top shoes, not a girly studding but more like spikes.

I'm more of a loner then anything. I like to be alone, and I tend to listen to music and skateboard when no one's around. When around people I fidget a lot and its hard to stay still especially when there looking at me. I get nervous easily and when I'm nervous I stammer and studder when I speak, like I'm shivering. I'm a fun guy once you get to know me, I'm a bit of a joker When I'm around my friends. We mess around and play pranks on each other and spend the day watching t.v. and feasting on junk food and candy. I always practice skateboarding at least 2 hours a day, because I'm planning on going to Hawaii and entering some skating competitions. Im a charming guy I guess. I respect girls and I'm never rude to them. girls tend to flirt with me and hangout with me often. I'm not much of a flirt unless I honestly like you, I won't flirt with you. I'm not a player, I only date girls who are pretty, and kind, not stuck up and prissy. I'm often silent for hours at a time, mostly because I'm thinking. I'm not the brightest bulb in the box, but I guess I am smart. I get B' s and C' s most of the time. I've never gotten an A on my report card before. Im not the sporty type, I don't play any sports beside my skateboarding. I do draw, a lot, almost when ever I'm bored, which is half the time I'm at school. I'm actually a great drawer, I can capture even the smallest detail, and I can draw almost anything as long as I can look at it, or picture it. I don't do well under stress, and I tend to shake when I get stressed and I look like I'm having a seizure, but don't worry I'm not. I don't get scared easily, if you jump out and try to scare me, I will punch you till you're mush, and it will be you're fault because I didn't ask for you to jump out at me. Other then that I'm a peaceful guy that minds his own business, most of the time that is.

I'm single, duh. no girls at my school are worthy of this. joking, I just haven't meet the girl I want to date. I just want a funny, kind, caring, pretty girl that's not all stuck up ans understands me. I've never hit a girl before, but I have been cheated on, and let me tell you it sucks. I tend to spend a ton of money on my girlfriends, and I treat them well. but I've learned that most girls are just in it for the money and stuff, which is why I haven't dated a girl for a few months. I want to see what it feels like to be love.


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[Pockyy]

J a m e s . R o t h e r i n g t o n
whoever said life was perfect was so w r o n g

” I'll stop the whole world ~
I'll stop the whole world ~
From turning into a monster, eating us alive ~
Don't you ever wonder how we survive ... ? ~ ”

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james william benedict rotherington ; the set ups ; tag - Syrena ; location - outside Huntingtons ; mood - empathetic

"Syrena, honestly you are just so dramatic!" He almost shouted, trying to suppress his anger. His father had also expected them to get along and James had always tried to smile and bear it. "What are you going to achieve from this ... this tantrum!?" He drew sharp breaths, controlling himself. Outside Huntingtons it was quiet, no-one sat outside on the bistro-style tables because the cold winter months were drawing in.

He rubbed his fingers against his temples, turning back towards the entrance. Syrena's parents were still inside, and so were Syrena's shoes. He left the girl briefly to go back into Huntingtons. Calling over the manager, he shoved a couple of bills into his hands. "This should cover the bill for my usual table." The manager nodded, curtly sliding it into the till. Quickly walking over to Syrena's parents, he smiled and said "Excuse us. Syrena and I will take a refreshing walk before bed. Please, the bill has been sorted. Don't wait for us." He flashed a warm smile before sweeping the shoes off the table and walking out to Syrena again.

"Well, do you want to get out of here or not?" He asked, with a more empathetic tone. He understood what Syrena was upset about; being forced into a relationship neither of them wanted.