The Cheated~<3 Semi-Lit Romance/Heartbreak RP

[~Calliope~]

((Accepted! I'll be updating the front page, but if anyone wants to start, they may. They're either at or on their way to the first meeting.))

[azhefa.]

[Ok then (:]

Izzy dug in her heels and fights against Jackson, her brother, "Jack, I don't want to go ok? Just let me go back home!" But he would have none of it and brings her into the room and sits her down, he tells her he will be back in later to pick her up if she stays and then leaves her there. "Stupid brothers..." She mumbles to herself as she watches him leave.

Ash was already there and was sitting against the wall at the back of the room with ear phones plugged into his ears and was blasting some crazy rock and roll music. He was pretty much asleep agains the wall with his head back and jacket's hood up, making a shadow so most of his face was covered.

[~Calliope~]

~Lily~

I sat in a chair, glaring at the wall. I didn't want anything to do with this whole 'help each other' idea, and I didn't want to be there. I watched with little intrest as kids my age started trickling in the room.

~Ian~

"I pulled my headphones off my ears as I entered the room. No-one was talking, and there were no adults, so I put them back on after a brief glance-over. I flipped the hair out of my eyes and sat, not knowing what else to do.

[Study in Scarlet]

[ Okay, I will make a male. ]

[azhefa.]

[I added Ash's tattos, lol do you know BVB (black veil brides)?]

Izzy sighs and tugs hard at her hair that had fell over her shoulder, she doesn't like this place already and there wasn't really anyone in here yet. She glaces up when Lily sits down and then sees Ian too, she looks away and grabs her drawing pad. She takes out a pencil and starts to draw.

Ash knows others were coming in and just ignores them, his eyes were open under his hood, but his black hair and hood keeps a shadow over his face so none of the others can tell if he was even awake or not. He notices Lily and soon puts her at the back of his mind, he wasn't interested with her. He sees Izzy and does the same with her, he just wasn't interested in the girls in the room, either they looked weak or just too girly. He has yet to notice Ian yet.

[Study in Scarlet]

[ Can I use my own fourm? ]

[~Calliope~]

((I've heard of them...))

~Lily~

I tried a smile, but it came out more of a grimace. I watched a tall woman enter the room, and slumped back, scowling. "Hello, boys and girls," she began cheerily. "Welcome to the first meeting of the Cheated. I am Chelsea, and I will be helping you reach out to the world, and forget the awfulness of your past." Dear, Lord. I hated her already.

~Ian~

I glanced up as Chelsea introduced herself. Not interested in the least, I looked back down, studying my red and black Converse. I looked u for a moment, and saw a girl drawing. I watched her for a minute, blushed, and pulled my hood over my face.

((Sure. ^^ I'll be playing Chelsea for now, but if I find someone better, they might.))

[azhefa.]

[They are my favorite band and Ash's outlaw tatt is based off BVB's bassist lol who's named Ashley]

Izzy doesn't even glance up at the way too perky woman that enters the room and continues her drawing that was only partially done and looked either like a cartoon horse or weird looking dog. She sighs and rips the page out and crumpled it up and dropped it next to her and started again.

Ash watches Chelsea and smerks, he was enjoying this and thought her perkiness was amusing. He touches his ipod that was conceled in his jacket pocket and turns up his music, which was already blaring. He wanted to see how far he can go and see if that cheery woman would crack and maybe glare at him. This was a game to him and he loves it.

[Study in Scarlet]

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{ Full name -Michael Brandt Lensherr } { Nickname -Mike } { Age - Twenty-one } { Gender - Male }

{ Nationality - Irish & German } { Birthplace - Heidelburg, Germany } { Hometown - Killarnery, Ireland }

Hello, to whom it my concern, my name is Michael Brandt Lensherr. Too hard to pronounce? Well I shall break it down for you slightly dull-minds. First say Mi-cal. Now Mi-cal Ba-ran- dt. Finally put it all together, you get Mi-cal Ba-ran-dt Len-ser. Too much? Sorry, but I am tired of telling everyone how to prononce my name. Oh, I see you want more information on my name do ya'? Fine, well Michael is Irish, and Brandt and Lensherr are German. Any more stupid questions? Some people like to call me Mike, because they're too lazy to and the ael. If you didn't get the point, don't call me that. Got it? I am twenty-one years of age, and yes I am a legal citizen of Ireland, England and Germany. I speak German and English, fluently, and though I was born in Germany, I was raised in Ireland. Did I forget to mention I am a male? I do have a family, a mother,father, and little sister, but they live in Ireland still. I guess you could say I am the oddball of the bunch, my family are conserviate Catholics. I love my family, but I swear sometimes they irk me to death. For example; my mother has been plotting my marriage to Maggie McMiller for at least eighteen years. I mean enough is enough, I am not marrying her. I have a flat in London, which I live in most of the time, but I sometimes come home to my hometown on Holiday. I don't know what else there is to tell really ....

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{ Height -Six feet three inches } { Weight -145.8 lbs } { Build - Skinny } { Skin tone - White }

{ Hair color - Brown } { Eye color - Blue / green } { Clothing style - Casual-ish }

I would like to start with the fact that I am half German and half Irish, so yes I posess the European light tan skin tone. I know I am not the sexy man women love, but hey I get the handsome guy a lot. My hair is medium brown color, I don't know if it's quiet considerd aburn, it is some-what sort and well tapperd on the sides. My eyes are a blue-green color, apparently I get it from my mum's father, though I've never met him. I am tall, yes a staggering six foot and three inches. I love how I can always see over everyone's head, in crowded places. I get tan in the summer, so it's not like I am the Irish freckeld, ginger that turns bright red in the sun, though my mum was. People say I look like my father, more than my mother at the least. My father has thhe same skin, hair, and nose, but I posess my mothers ears. Ears ... strange right? Any way, I am beging to rambel about myself. Shall I stop? Well I suppose I am finished. Well other than the fact that I am skinny and fit, I exercise evey day. I am not self-concious, because I figure ' Hey you can't change how you look anyway, might as well learn to love what you've got.' I am not saying that I think I am the most sexy man alive, but I don't worry about my looks becausr they are what they are, Despite what you may think, I am rather humble about the whole looks thing.

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{ Family -Back in Ireland } { Friends -None } { Crush - None } { Girlfriend - Single }

{ Disorders - OCD } { Phobias - Heights and small spaces } { Ililnesses - None }

[color=4004040]Before you even ask, I like girls not guys. So in other words I am I'm no way shape or fourm gay. Just because I don't have a girlfriend, people tend to assume the worst. My last girlfriend dumbed me a few years back, she said I was too ... what was it again? ... snarky or something like that. I like a fiesty woman, who can stand up for herself, yet is still hot in the process. No, no I am not as shallow as you think, and looks aren't eberything to me. I like whitty, charming ladies with devious twist. I think I've said too much already. For the record I am very hard-to-get. Oh, yes, I am not sure about the whole kid thing yet, I mean they're cute and all but ... well they can be irritaing. I guess if I meet the right one, and so on .... it's not like I will sudjust an abortion or anything like that. I should shut up, before you mistake me for a hopless romantic fool, which I am not for the record ... well mabey a little. Okay, okay I am done now.

I am the type of person who will always refuse help, even if I need it. I grew upon on the principal that every man must provide for his family, no matter what the cost. Besides, it drives me nuts when people assume because a family member died, you injured, or sick that you need help. Not everyone like charity. Strong willed, that's just a nice way of saying stubborn, but I have to admit it's entierly to true. I guess some people would call it coky, or even vain, but I know when I am right, and won't listen to you. I have always been that way, refusing to do what I didn't think was correct, and most times it pays off. I can admit, I am not always right, but I have the stick-to-it attitude to find out. I have been rferd to as Sherlock, for the sheer fact that I love to solve mysteries. Yes, I do think I am pretty cunning, but who wouldn't think that of themselves? I don't go around and tell everyone I am smarter than they are, but if you want to prove me wrong, I bid you to do it. I always love a good laugh. The beauty of laughter is, it's the cure to almost anything. As you could already tell I like to crack jokes here and there. Sarcasim is a wonderful trait, personily I think that sarcastic people are the funniest. I don't want to bragg on myself, but I think I am very courageous. I'd risk my life to save someone inneed, not matter whom it is. Courage is an atribute that I think all people should at least try to have. Yes, I will fight you tooth and nail untill one of us, preferibly me, is proven correct. Yes, I know a little childish, but hey it's how I am. I mean doesn't everyone want to be right? I'd like to think I have a kind heart, most of the time. I have a soft spot for children and women, obviously. I hate a person whom is unkind, so yes I often hate myslef, because no one is perfect. I tend to act rashly, and not think before I do. It is one of my many fatal flaws. I act on emotion, sometimes, not rational thoughts. Yes, I can get a temper. Doesn't everyone? And yes it sometimes can control how I respond and act. Thing that trigger specfic rage in me is abuse, bulling, hurting a child, killing for no reason, and sexuial harassment.

I was born on April 2nd in the year 1991 in a small town named Heidelburg, located in West Germany. When I was two years old, my parents Adele and Josef Lensherr, moved our family to Killarney, Ireland. I spent most of my youth there, and devloped an accent in the local tounge, though I spoke English and German at home. My father poend and ran The West End House, a reasutanrt in which he was the chef. I attended St. Brednad's Catholic school, and served as an Altar boy in my church. When my little twin sisters arrived, I was seven years old and everything was going great. Then tragidety struck, my mother and father were in a car accident, they bolth survived but one of the twins did not. My sister, the one whp wasn't in the crash, lost her bestfriend, and I don't think anyone was the same sfter that. My father was left diabled, by the crash, and unable to work, I got a job full time at only the age of seventeen. I still send money back home. I had my heartbroken, I'd rather not talking about the details, but I will never love again. [/color]

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