ᶤ ʷᵒᵘˡᵈ ʷᵃˡᵏ ₁₀₀₀ ᵐᶤˡᵉˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵗᵒ ˢᵉᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ν.² {Now Open!}

[PapaRoachFan]

.:.:Cheyenne ~ Seventeen ~ Single ~ Outsider:.:.

Cheyenne was surprised someone wanted to hang out with her or even speak with her unless the person needed something from her. "Um, sure I guess." She said, a little unsure of what the girl wanted to do or who she was.

--It's all good.--

[compulsive]

{ Adrian }
{ Normal }

{ hi. /\ who are you? }
"I’m Adrian Tobias Carrow, son of Kennedi Emily Thune Carrow and Jeremy Xaiver Carrow. I have 3 brothers; Alexander Whitford Carrow, Skylar Jaxon Carrow, and Tye Damon Carrow. I’m the third oldest. Alex’s 20, I’m 17, Skylar’s 14, and Tye’s almost 13. I was born in Sunnyvale, Texas and raised in Waterloo, Iowa. My birthday's on September 19th."

{ what do i see in the mirror? /\ what i see when i'm looking at you. }
"When I look into the mirror I see an average boy with dark, nearly black, longish hair that's a bit wavy and green eyes. I guess I'm tallish, standing at 5"11, but alot of the people I know are around this height... But, hey, maybe it's just the people I know. I weigh roughly 157 pounds, I think. I have both of my ears pierced but I typically have studs in because I just don't like the way they look. Actually, I don't like rings on anyone, anywhere on their body. Anyways, my skin is a lighter complexion but I'm not completely pale or anything, I mean I could be considered slightly tan, though... I guess I think attractive, not in a vain, obnoxious way or anything. "

{ how do i work? /\ how does adrian work? }
"Well, to be honest, I can't think of one word to describe me. How could I use a single word to describe myself, such complex, interesting beings? How can anyone really be described at all with one word? I think it'd take a whole lot of words to completely describe one person... But I'll try my best to describe myself personality wise the best I can without being too unbearably long and utterly boring. I wouldn’t want you to stop before you finish.
Anyways, to start, I like people. I like all kinds of people, most of them anyways. I just really can't stand insensitive, rude people who think they're better than most everyone else. I’m opened-minded; I’m really not quick to judge you. You know that old saying? Of course you do, who doesn’t? The ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’ saying. Well, I’m a ‘don’t judge a person by their exterior’ kind of guy. While somewhat on the topic, I don’t judge books by their covers, either.
I like to think I’m really smart, but there are probably a million people that are smarter. So, I settle on considering myself above average. I typically don’t have low self-confidence, I love myself, you know, just not in a vain way. I just know I’m the best and I can accept that. Sometimes when I really mess up though and completely feel like I hate myself. And I mess up a lot, trust me, but I try. Not that I mess up horribly too often… Anyways, I also like to talk. I don’t typically talk too much… Now before you say anything about how much I’ve said so far you have to remember, you asked.
I’m a hard-worker. Despite it all, I put in a lot of effort into things that matters to me or someone I care about. I’m determined and can be really stubborn, though I don’t know if that’s for better or worse, but I see it in more of a positive light. I’m not really an optimist or a pessimist, more of a balanced in-between the way I see it. It also varies from time to time. If it’s been a complete [censored] day for me, I tend to be more negative. But that’s pretty typical, right? But if it’s a freaking awesome day, then yeah, I’m going to pretty damn optimistic.
My whole life I’ve had this thirst for knowledge. I’d spend a lot of time reading. I’d read all kinds of books, though I favored fantasy fictions that are set a bit more in the future and something that was possible. The plot was something that could happen. I remember I’d typically read at school and at night. I’d have a dictionary with me, looking up all the words I didn’t know. I kept repeating them until I could recite the meaning without looking.
I also am a bit athletic. I’ve played basketball on the school teams over the years and ran track. Sports weren’t ever really my main priority though I enjoyed the outdoors very much. I liked going camping with my family and we still go camping sometimes. Not as much as before, but it’s better than never. I also like traveling a lot. I like road trips. They take longer but they’re more fun. They’re one of the main highlights of my trips. With four boys in a car… things can get interesting.
I also enjoy music. I always I have. I like a lot of music. I mainly listen to rock, punk, and even bands considered “emo”. I also enjoyed more classical music and jazz. And mainstream, of course. Who doesn’t like a good ole’ Bieber song…? But, seriously, I don’t mind the kind of music they play on pop radios. Not always my favorite, but bearable.
Ever since I was little, I’d come up with such bizarre and insane ideas and creations in my head. I was and am creative and imaginative. My life would be so much more boring without any imagination. I wouldn’t have much of a childhood without it… I mean, of course I’d still have one just one that was less memorable and entertaining. Not that I’m never bored. I get bored pretty easily. I also lose interest in things pretty quickly besides music and writing. Anyways, I also came up with a lot of more realistic ideas, things that could very much happen tomorrow. Come to think of it, I think I wouldn’t be into writing as much as I am if it wasn’t for my imagination. Not fiction anyways. I’ve never really liked non-fiction, at least not writing it. If it was an interesting enough topic I’d read it.
Sometimes, I act merely on impulse. I don’t look before I dive. I just do what first comes into mind just because I’m that bored or caught up into the moment. It’s mostly the caught up in the moment part. I can be a bit rebellious, though there isn’t much of a reason for me to be. I’m fine with boundaries, as long as they’re not completely ridiculous no matter what perspective to view it from. I can also be a bit over the edge and push a little too far. I’ve gotten in more than once for crossing to the line.
I don’t really talk about my emotions. I don’t like opening up about the things that hurt, that brought me pain. I find it easier to hide those, to pretend they never happened. And maybe that’s not the best thing to do or even the bravest thing. But who likes re-opening scars? Or perhaps I have to think of it in a more positive way... Maybe I have to see it as healing more completely… It’s not that I have any anger bottled up inside me… At least I don’t think I do. Regardless, I don’t really talk about my emotions, at least not the sadder, more painful ones.
I’d talk more. There’s much more I could say about me and my personality, but I already think I said so much about it and you must be bored to death. I mean I could have said something about the humorous part of me or the loving, romantic part… Damn, now I feel like I should say something about that now that I mentioned it. I did say I was going to do my best to describe myself completely.
Anyways, I have a more protective, caring side. Like I said earlier, I have three brothers. I was protective of my two younger ones when we were younger and I still am. They’re my baby brothers, what can I say? I remember when I was 12, Sky and Tye were only 9 and 8. Mom and Dad had to work late a lot of the time, really late, past the boys’ bedtime. Alex and I’d tuck them both in and then take turns reading them a bedtime story. Alex was 15, he probably had a lot of things he could be doing. I remember once mentioning that too him to back then. He has said, “You guys are all my baby brothers. I do it because I want to.” I really miss those times… Makes me want to tuck in Sky and Tye with Alex again… But Alex is more than halfway through college… He doesn’t even live with us anymore.
I can be romantic. If I’m in a relationship, I’ll really try to make her happy. But I won’t go overboard, though. The way I see it, if she actually likes me and is interested in me, it’s the little moments. I didn’t think there was a point in dating someone if you weren’t interested in them in a romantic way. I mean, isn’t that the point of dating? And I don’t care as much for appearance. The things we can’t really help anyway. Like our height and such. But I prefer if she was clean… Do you understand what I mean..? Stuff like showers and brushing your teeth…
Alright now I’ll stop myself. To be honest, my face hurts a bit from talking so much. But now that I’ve thought of it bit, I can think of a single word to describe me. It can really describe anyone. I don’t know if it’s really fair because the word is… it’s… The word is indescribable. We’re all indescribable.
I am indescribable.“

{ love? /\ what about love? }
"I'm straight. I'm sorry, I only like girls in that way. Not that I'm homophobic or anything. I have nothing against homosexuals. I've been in a few relations, blah, blah. I've had my first kiss, been on my first date. No one really has my heart at the moment... At least I don't think so."

[kelly.]

{Accepted}

"Cool, so where do you wanna go?" Kelly asked, urgent to do something

[PapaRoachFan]

.:.:Cheyenne ~ Seventeen ~ Single ~ Outsider:.:.

Cheyenne shrugged. "I dunno. Um, maybe just wander around some of the shops or something, or the beach?" She asked, never having actually been asked to hang out before. She was used to walking around by herself and trying to keep outta people's way. She could hear the urgency in the girl's voice and thought maybe that the girl had no one else to hang with so she chose her as a last resort.

[kelly.]

"Okay, well lets go to the beach first." Kelly suggested, and then started walking in that direction, leaving Cheyenne to follow.

[PapaRoachFan]

.:.:Cheyenne ~ Seventeen ~ Single ~ Outsider:.:.

Cheyenne nodded, carefully rising from the bench she had been sitting on. She heard the girl's footsteps and followed them until they were in the sand, being harder to hear in the sand.

[The Blue Steel]

{ Recap? And does anyone want to rp with my charries? }