.: Some People :.

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Full Name » "My full name is Marcie Lee Windsoff. I'm actually in love with because it's different. But, Marcie is a different story. One day I went onto Goggle and searched up my first name. I found out that it means "of mars god of war, warlike". It's not really something that suits me, but, whatevs."

Nicknames » "A lot of people call be "Marce" or "Marc". I guess "Lee" wouldn't be that bad. I don't really like it when people make up cheesy nicknames such as "Meggy" or "Dylster". You can always make up some more as long as I agree to them."

Bows and flows
of angel hair
And ice cream
castles in the air
Feather cannons
everywhere I’ve
looked at clouds
that way



Gender » "As far as I know, I'm a female. That's what it says on my birth certificate and I have a lot of other things to prove it, though I don't want anyone to check."

Age » "I'm currently seventeen and aging each day. Did ya know that you're dying each day? Creepy, right? But you should look at it as you're living each day instead."

Birthday » "I was born on August 26, 1994. My grandmother told me that I was born at 7:43 P.M."

Mother » "My mother's name was Teresa. Her maiden name was Filton and she had very wavy hair that was close to black. She was a kind and cherishing mother who knew exactly what to do in any situation. My mother had two brothers, one two years older and one five years younger than her. She also had an older step-sister who was seven years older than her and was her step-father's child. My mother's father died when she was little and grew up with her step-father and step-sister as if they were her blood relatives."

Father » "My father's name was Eric and he was a very busy man. He was the CEO of his father's company and always came home late. I would only see him in the mornings and sometimes in the afternoons. My father had light brown hair that was a caramel color that was straight and business-like. He had one sister who was twelve years younger than him. I barely ever saw her."

Blood Type » "I'm O+, baby!"





Personality » Marcie is a charming girl, cute outside and inside. She can be very outgoing and bubbly, but she is actually calm. She misunderstands many things, making her heart hurt. Marcie's someone known for her smile, but what people don't know, is that Marcie is a girl who has many burdens on her shoulders and fakes her smiles many times. Sometimes, she just wants to be able to cry by herself, to just let all the pain out.

She can often have mood swings and might cuss from time to time. She is always feeling lonely and never realises how many people care for her. Marcie is the type of girl who needs music to do her homework and can't read with a television on. She is able to tell if her friend likes someone but can't tell if anyone likes her. Because of her history, she thinks that love is more like a want than a need. She has made it this far without love and she believes that she can keep going on without it. Marcie is somewhat a glutton, being that when it comes to soda and sour patch kids she can't resist.



Now they only
block the sun
They rain and
snow on everyone
So many things
I would have done
But clouds got
in my way.

Marcie has never been known as a tough girl but she can fight for herself without any help. She has been in plenty of fights, them being in school or even out on the streets. She actually had a delinquent phase in her life where she was a ruthless girl who bullied others. She also has a strong heart and knows who can have it and who can't. She can't help who she loves but can help how she reacts to him. Marcie is capable of keeping her feelings to herself and can even shut herself from someone if she wants.

Every time someone mentions her past, Marcie snaps. She could cry, punch, scream, or just laugh. No matter how she shows it, she is in pain. She has always been sensitive to subjects concerning her past and barely ever tells anyone about it.

History » Marcie's life of misery and unfortune started at age two, when her parents were stabbed to death. She was forced to watch even as a young todler. Her grandmother adopted her and took her in for five years. They lived in Jacksonville, Florida for a few years. The two would often go to the beach together, sharing their thoughts to each other.

Her grandmother was funny and outgoing, but, didn't pay attention to her age. Because of her grandmother's lack of notice, she died from a heart attack. The lifeguards tried to call 911 but it was too late, she had already died in that one instant. Marcie cried for over ten days and finally left the house with child services. Before she was adopted into a foster home, she ran away.

Yes, the family had everything she needed and loved. But it was missing one thing. Her real family. She never went back to the orphanage and has always been on her own since.

Scars » "I have a scar that is placed in the middle of my lower back. I don't remember how I got it but I do remember that I was twelve. I also have multiple scars all over my body from cuts and such."

Style » Her style is somewhat difficult to explain. If she wears something frilly and girly, she will usually have a dog tag necklace or a thick bracelet. If she wears something like a sweat shirt or a black tee, she would always add something girly like an anklet or a beautiful pair of earrings.

Piercings » "My ear lobes are pierced. If I were to ever pierce anything else, it would be a second hole on my ears."

Hair Color » "My hair color is blonde, as you can see. Sometimes, it will look dirty blonde and sometimes it will like nearly white. I dunno why it does that, it just does."

Hair Color » "My hair can be straight, curly, and even wavy. When blown dried, my hair is straight with somewhat wavy ends. If I straighten my hair, it is perfectly flattened but also looks natural. If my hair is left alone, without even blown dried, the ends become

I’ve looked at
clouds from both
sides now I’ve
looked at clouds
from both sides now
From up and
down and still
somehow It’s
clouds illusions
I recall I really
don’t know clouds
at all

curly. I like to keep my hair semi-long and won't let anyone cut it to my shoulders."

Eye Color » "My eyes are a chocolate brown ever since I became thirteen. When I was younger, my eyes were brighter and nearly yellow. As I grew older, they got darker and darker."

Skin Tone » "My skin tone is usually a mild-tan color that both tans and pales easily."

Height » "My height is 5'9 and I grow barely a centimeter in a year."

Weight » "I weigh 138lbs and if I eat a lot I can gain weight fast."

Favorite Songs » "My favorite songs are Both Sides Now, Curiosity, and CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater. I also like Breath and Kill Everybody."

Favorite Bands » "My favorite bands are Black Veil Brides, Three Days Grace, Pierce the Veil, Flyleaf, Breaking Benjamin, The Veronicas, Secondhand Serenade, Trading Yesterday, Skillet, and NeverShoutNever. I also enjoy listening to Carly Rae Jepsen."

Likes » "I love music, paragliding, birds, randomness, crazy and fun people, beautiful scenery, swimming, and running."

Dislikes » "I hate depressing events, loneliness, and being too close to something sharp. If I see a spider, I kill it instantly."

Favorite Places » "My favorite places are Alabama, England, and the lake."

Sports » "I watch football and baseball but I do track and field."





Friends » "Hopefully I'll get some soon."

Best Friends » "I don't know anyone that well yet."

Crush » "I barely know anyone, so, no."



Moons and Junes
and ferris wheels
The dizzy, dancing
way you feel
When every fairy
tale comes true
I’ve looked at
love that way

Boyfriend » "Never had one."

Turn Ons » "I really like guys who have either long-ish hair or short hair that is flared up in front. I guess I really like guys who have darker hair, like brown or black. I like them to be funny, so that's one. Smart, maybe? I don't really know."

Turn Offs » "I hate stuck ups and know it alls, and also guys with fake tans."

Haters » "Haters gonna hate, I can't help it."

Enemies » "I don't have any... I think."

Dislikes » "I hate depressing events, loneliness, and being too close to something sharp. If I see a spider, I kill it instantly."


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[spring.]

.: Xander James Carson :.

Xander grinned as he stepped away from his car and lifted his sunglasses up and put them on his head. "Now that is now way to ask for a favor is it?" He smirked as he waggled his finger at her in a joking manner. "But yes you can." He said in his velvety smooth voice as he started to walk away but stopped when he reached the shade of the palm tree. This wasn't the first time someone had stopped and asked if they could see his car or take pictures. In fact he had gotten more offers from random people who would buy the car with cash than he could count. He had to admit, he did a wonderful job on restoring it. It had white interior leather with a fully restored engine. "Just let me know if you want me to pop the hood."
He gave her a cocky grin as he watched her.

I'll admit that the girl got spunk. The thought crossed his mind as he watched her closely. Not many girls he knew rode a longboard or had any interest in cars. Maybe she will be different than the others... He thought solemnly, not realizing a dark look had crossed his face.

Victoria
Victoria glanced at him to find that dark look on his face. As she focuses the camera from the angle she was known for, she pulls off her glasses. "What's the look for?" She asks quietly as she takes a few pictures. She moves to another angle quietly, the light hit the car differently as she takes another picture. She then takes a side view picture and turns off the camera, putting it away. She looks to the teen quietly, thinking to pull out her camera just in case he wanted to see the pictures. She puts on her sunglasses, standing on her longboard once again.

It was sort of a force of habit, standing on the longboard. It kept her moving, if at the slightest pace. Unless Victoria was taking a picture, she didn't want to stay stationary for too long. Perhaps she's a bit hyperactive. She holds the camera comfortably in one hand, glancing about behind the sunglasses for someone who might want to steal the camera. She's seen that happen, and doesn't want it to happen to her. It seemed apparent that Victoria wasn't like most girls her age: She wasn't glued to her phone. In fact, she'd actually left it behind.

[mouse.]

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I wake up to the sound of glass breaking. Immediate I sit up as if I've just seen a ghost. What the heck? I ask the air. Getting out of bed, I push up the blinds out of the way and look through the window. Sure enough, my little brother Jackson broke another window with a baseball. He's done it before, but he never gets in trouble like I do. He gets never-ending warnings while I get grounded. I take in a deep breath and let my frustration slide. I throw on a sundress and fix my messed up hair in the bathroom. You see, I like to skateboard in fancy things. It makes me feel special. After I look decent, I grab my skateboard and head out the door.

The weather is nice, so I put up my hair in a messy bun and spread my arms out to take in the breeze while it lasts. The breeze dies down quickly so I stop acting creepy and focus on my skateboarding. A rail comes up and I jump and slide on it, though when I land I fall on my back. Owww... I mutter while rubbing my head. I lay down for a few seconds and then decide to come back up. An apple I decided to put in my hand stands out, so I munch on it while standing in the middle of the street. Not a clever idea. A car starts to roll quickly towards me and I'm startled so much that I shriek and jump to the side near the sidewalk. What a wonderful day, I say mostly to myself and cat fight with the air. I think of going to the beach and ride back to my house to change into my bikini. Once I done I shout, Beach, here I come! and ride down.

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My alarm clock beeps away and I roll across the bed to press the 'off' button. After a few tries of slamming the clock, the room finally falls silent. Yawning, I get up and grab some clothes and turn the knob on the shower until it points to the warm side. In a couple of minutes I test the water, but it's freezing cold. Mom! I yell so my mother can hear me clearly. Turn on the water heater! She likes to turn the heat off to save energy, which really ticks me off. In a second I feel the water and it's warm.

I step out of the shower and put on my clothes. Combing my hair, I read a book to distract myself from the pain of a brush going through my tangled hair. After I look better than I normally do. I walk towards the door while reading the book, soon to walk striaght into the wall instead. I turn around and walk out the door, still reading my book. The sudden breeze makes me drop the book on the floor and appreciate the weather. The sand sounds really good right now and I start walking in the direction of the beach.

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.: Cassidy Ryen Rose ReaMonte :.

Cassidy watched the tide come in from her spot on the beach close to clear water. Her red/brown hard falling over her eyes as the breeze pulled at her clipped up hair. Her skin was tan from the days spent in the sun playing some kind of sport. "I'm so bored! Why must it be so darn boring!" Cassidy huffed, her rosy cheeks puffing up before releasing the breath. As Cassidy looked towards her right she saw a volleyball net that was unoccupied. "To bad you can't play by yourslef." She mumbled under her breath as she flopped back on the warm sand. Her jean shorts and blue tank-top now covered in sand.

Dad said to keep myself busy till my brother got out of summer school but there is nothing to do! Even the sports center is closed, and there are no games on t.v. today! Cassidy let out a sigh as she sat up and watched the ocean once more. Maybe if someone starts a volleyball game I can join in! Cassidy watched the volleyball area with strange intensity yet nothing happened. "Ugg!" She cried out as she threw her hands up in defeat. "Nothing exciting happens here." Cassidy frowned as she pulled her knees to her chest and sat there quietly for the first time that day.

.: Xander James Carson :.

Xander was startled when she had said something. "Oh... Its nothing..." He trailed off, his gaze falling to the ground. It was obvious he was hiding something, but he wasn't about to open up to a complete stranger. "Anyways, may I ask for the pretty lady's name?" He said with a cheesy grin as he gave a small bow. The dark look had passed and was replaced by the usuall cocky attitude of this badboy. Xander watched as the girl made a round around the car, taking shots at different angles. "Not many girls are interested in cars." Xander didn't mean anything by the comment, he was just curious about her answer.

I can't believe I let myself slip up. I got to keep a hold of myself... No one can find out! Xander thought angrily to himself, but keeping the upbeat look this time. " The names Xander by the way." He siadi with smirk as he walked back over to his car and elaned against it once more.

{Sorry that its so short and sloppy! I'm working on another RP right now so its kind of rushed.}

[spring.]

{{ Don't worry, I don't mind. I'm on Facebook. }}

Victoria
Victoria stays silent as he spoke, watching him carefully. "I'm Victoria." She replies quietly. Victoria didn't usually tell others her full name, somehow it had gotten around that she lives alone. She didn't want people coming to her house and getting her evicted from when they decided to have a party. "If you want the prints, I can get them to you next week." She offers in a manner that was almost a habit. Taking pictures of someone else's property and they usually wanted the print. She quietly pulls her hair out of the pony tail and redoes it, in a high ponytail. She then rights her shirt again, watching the beach as she stands by the car on her longboard.

She dared not ask, but she wondered what would have caused the look that crossed Xander's face. She figured it wasn't her buisness as she watched her Converse-covered feet. Her parents had hated them. 'They look so stupid on your feet.' They'd say. They'd also say that she looked like a man when she wore them. She obviously didn't care. They were low tops. She actually got a pair of knee-highs just to make her parents mad. They cost her a small fortune as they had to be custom made but the look on her parent's face... priceless. Sometimes she'd wear them around town. The look on other's faces... again, priceless. Some she almost took out her camera and took a picture. But she didn't. It would be rude and would take up space on her SD card. Space she could use elsewhere.

[morris.]

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'Keep yourself busy' she said. 'Don't get into trouble' she said. Who was saying this? Jayson's mother of course before she took Oliva to 'take your daughter to work day'. For once Jayson would be left home alone, and man did he realize how boring life was when you were the new kid, when others would point and laugh as you walk by. He had been here for a month now, and he still didn't have any friends. It was pretty lame if you asked him a thing or to about it. Either way, he knew the only way he could change things was do something about it. He stood up and rushed upstairs to their newly furnished home to change into that of red, white, and grey jock jacket that had a large 'HHS' on the back. The HHS stood for Hawthorne Highschool--it was his old school before he moved. Under that jacket was a plain yet slightly baggy black tanktop. He changed into some swim trunks that matched nicely with his jock jacket.

Before heading out the door he grabbed his skateboard, a grape soda, and slipped on some flipflops. Once Jayson made it to the driveway he dropped his skateboard and cracked open his soda to take a cautious sip. Down the asphalt he went. Every so often he made a few swerves into each lane of the street since there were no cars. Though it looked like he was having fun, a blank look remained on his face. Soon enough his efforts paid off when he made it to the beach parking lot. His non-existent smile grew when he saw some stairs leading down to the beach. Jayson wheeled himself over. and managed to kick-flip his skateboard onto the railing of the stairs. Halfway down he thought he was doing good until he lost balance, and fell down to land onto the concrete stairs with a grunt. "Holy..." He heaved.

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.: Cassidy Ryen Rose ReaMonte :.

Cassidy had been sitting there silently for a good twenty minutes, and she was about to cry because she was so bored. Just as she was about to whine about it being boring once more she heard a huge crash. She jumped to her feet and spun around towards the parking lot, only to find a guy sprawled on the ground trying to catch his breath. Cass giggled as she ran over to him after she realized he was okay. "That's gonna hurt tomorrow!" She grinned as she bent over and inspected him a little further. He was a cutie and that was undeniable but she wasn't looking for a relationship right now.

"Can I give you a hand up?" She said with smirk as she leaned against the railing, watching him carefully. He must be a fairly skilled skateboarder to make it that far down this railing. I wish I was that good. Cass frowned a little but her smile came right back. "I'm Cass by the way."

.: Xander James Carson :.

Xander gave her a sly grin as he walked over to her and slung one arm around her shoulders. "No need to look so serious all the time Vicky" He said as he drug her back towards the beach. The way Xander's arm was around her shoulders mean't nothing more than friendship, that was easy to tell. "Its way to hot to be standing out in the sun. Besides there is someone I would like to keep an eye on..." He trailed off towards the end of the sentence as he imagined the little cutie he had seen earlier.

"Oh and if you could get me a print or two that would be awesome. I would like to blow it up and hang it on the wall." He said with a cocky smirk as he made his way over to the smoothie shop, his arm still around her shoulders. When he got there he plopped down with sigh like he had worked very hard. "A smoothie for the lady?" He asked as he looked over at her. "I'm buying."

{Sorry its sloppy xC I'm kinda loopy right now from my cold medication xD}