ιѕ ιт яєαℓℓу мєηт тσ вє? ~Open & Accepting~

[Liqoui]

Ever Sereni
Seventeen
Crushless

(If anyone has an avalible character, please hop in and reply to me c: Thanks)





It was a gorgeous day. The sun was out, and it was nice and cool. Yet, Ever sat inside a small studio that connected to the music store beside it, focused strictly on her cello. The bow ran across the strings lightly, rosin collecting on the instrument. Her fingers placed down on the fingerboard easily, vribrato emphesising each note, creating a gorgeous melody. Ever's hazel gaze was stuck outside, but they didnt focus on any certain thing. Just distant.

[ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ.]

--recap? I'm working on my guys form right now --

[misfits.]

"'Ello Govna!...my name is Ashtyn Sadie Winters! (Ash-tin Say-dee Wen-ters). Yep, you heard me right. My name's Ashtyn. Make fun of it and your gonna get a face-full of knuckles. That's right! I can be as terrifying as a baby kitty! RA--*coughcough*mew*coughcough*-WRRR. Yes, scary, right? You got my name down right? Ashtyn Sadie Winters. Mhhmmm...You can call me Ash, Ashy, Asher, or my middle name, Sadie. Back during my child-hood like middle school and elementary, I was called Sadie for like 8 years or more, so I got used to that...until highschool. But other than that, close friends and some family members call me Pringle. Heh...Pringle. Okay, moving on. Now my Age. I am seventeen years young. Yep, young. Seriously, who wants to be old. "seventeen years old." Nah...that sounds wrong, just wrong. Geez. So, yeah. I was born on Feb., 17th, 1995. Oh, so that means my sign's Aquarius! Yay. Moving on, now. My ethnicity is French, and American, I believe. And I think a tad of British. But no accent. Maybe just a light one. Anywho-...Now you know about me. My name's Ashtyn, I'm seventeen years young, blah blah blah. Oh, wait! One little missing detail. I'm a female, girl, chic, gal, girlfriend, whatever you people call us. But all I know is that I'm a female. Don't believe me? Check yourself, then. So, to paraphrase this all...: My name's Ashtyn, I'm eighteen years young, I'm British and French, I was born on February 17th 1995, and I'm a girl. Phew...a big paraphrase, I guess. Oh! I forgot to mention a thing. When I'm mad, you might not understand what I'm saying when I am. I'll seriously, curse you out in French, but that's pretty rare. Some people think it's hilarious...but if your in Paris and you repeat anything I say, you'll get your nightmare, then and there. Haha. And if you repeat it to me, it'd be worse than a nightmare. Well, bye."After the British/French cutie had finished her paragraph, she gave a small smile, clamping her hands together, and looking away, bashfully.

Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time-
Woke up on the right side of the bed
What's up with this Prince song inside my head?
Hands up if you're down to get down tonight
'Cause it's always a good time-
Slept in all my clothes like I didn't care
Hopped into a cab, take me anywhere
I'm in if you're down to get down tonight
'Cause it's always a good time-

"Well, geez...you stalking me or something, hun? Well, happy that your a fan, but it's kinda creepy, if I must admit. Anyways!...Now I bet your wondering how I can describe myself. Well...I'm not the best at it, but I'll try my best! As you can see, if your not blind; My hair is a honey golden. But it's not my natural hair color. My natural hair color is brunette, but when I was thirteen, I decided to do something crazy; Dye my hair blonde. Yep. It hurt my scalp pretty bad, but I pulled through. I was worried it was gonna turn out to a freakish green color, but it turned into something that I ended up liking. Even though it seems and looks pretty easy to deal with...it's not. You have to iron it (straightened) or curled, and that just kills it sometimes, but I always make sure I don't use a flat iron...sometimes. But I still use it, just not too much. And like every other week, you have to dye your hair, because your roots of your natural hair will start to grow out, and it's pretty freaky. But anyways...yeah. My hair's honey blonde. Mhhm. Okay, so my {eyes} are emerald, olive-ish green. Kinda like electric green or something soft, with a sparks. I have blue flecks too. Moving on...my skin tone is tan, but not like a 'Brazilian' tan. Like a soft, light Brazil, tone. But, yeah. I don't tan too much, because I'm afraid I'll look way too tan for my hair. That's always been a hazard for me and my hair, haha. So, yeah. People say I'm pretty skinny. I was made fun of it too in my past, but; I have a little saying for it. So, they'd probably say something like this. "Why are you so skinny? You need some meat on your bones." and I say something like this. "Well, it's better being skinny than fat, isn't it." with a small, sarcastic smile then I walk away. It was pretty funny, now that you think about it. I've learned to not be ashamed of myself. I'm fine the way I am, but I still put myself down at times. Though, it's rare. But anyways; I'm pretty slim. But on the bright side...I do have curves. I've been trying to atleast get a bum and some breasts for quite a few years, but now; I don't really worry about it. Ha...And yes, I am a giant. I'm really really tall. Just kidding. But I am pretty tall for a teen girl. I am about...errr...5'8; Well, around that. And I weigh 110 pounds. Yes, not very light. Sorta, I guess, but one missing detail I believe. I have a 'fingerstache' tattoo on my finger. And I love it. Haha. Oh. I also have a piercing in my lobe and belly button, so that's pretty much. Bye!"Once the adorable little 'blondie', had finished her little description; She fluffed her hair out, with a gentle smile, then held out her little finger and stuck it against her top lip, showing off her little mustache tattoo.

Good morning and good night
I'll wake up at twilight
It's gonna be alright
We don't even have to try
It's always a good time
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Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.

"Nah...too girly...too dressy. Hmm...Oh, hey! Didn't see you there! Heh. Awkward."The young girl, rubs her arm shyly, after she was caught, digging through her closet, nervously. "Well, anyways...since your here; I guess I can let you in on a little secret from how I dress. Eh! Nah...not so exciting. I know. Alrighty then; I can explain my style, I guess. I have more of a 'hipster' look, but that's kinda often. I'll wear anything else, too. I'm NOT picky, what-so-ever. So, if you call me that, be prepared from some 'Frenchie' punches, and curse words. But, oh well. You'll know why you can't sleep at night if you call me 'picky'. So, anyways. Here are some things that I wear, maybe.: *~* *~* *~* *~* *~* *~* *~*. 'kay, so there's the outfits, and here's some shoes: *..* *..* *..* *..* *..* *..* *..* *..*. Okay, so there. Yeah, not exactly hipster, but pretty close to it. Well, I guess I'll see you when I start the next subject. That depends on if you keep stalking me. Gosh." This is finished with her funny little wink, and a grin.

Freaked out, dropped my phone in the pool again
Checked out of my room, hit the ATM
Let's hang out if you're down to get down tonight
'Cause it's always a good time


Good morning and good night
I'll wake up at twilight
It's gonna be alright
We don't even have to try
It's always a good time.

"Digging down deeper, huh? Well, lets get personal then! Okay, well I'm not the brightest one. I'm actually pretty shy to be truthful. I'm not the one to speak up during something, I kinda stay in the background, but I do have my flaws with that. After I warm up to you, that whole timidness switches to a whole different level. I'm actually pretty social with my friends, but no matter what, I'm like a complete joker, sorta. I can be pretty funny, but normal I'm loveable. I have a awkward urge and passion to cuddle. Weird, huh? I like to snuggle up to people allot, and just lay down with them. Same thing if I had a boyfriend, just I like to cuddle up under their arm or cling to them during a movie. But I'm no where near clingy. Remember that! From what I hear, people call me 'cheeky'. I don't know why. But I just act all 'bubbly' and 'cheeky', I guess. Personally, I'm quite lovable, and I have a huge heart. I'm a softie, haha. Truthfully, I'm actually pretty sensitive, and I can get pretty jealous easy, but hey...Atleast I have a heart. Like I said, I guess I'm pretty hyper but not jumpy. Not jumpy...period. I'm just frisky, I guess, which is why I'm pretty fit. Due to the fact of my past, I've turned pretty rebellious. I'm not like that bad, I stay in school. I'm actually two years ahead in math. But I still like being a little bad, but I'm not that horrible...since what happened one time. Oh god. The county jail was so harsh. Okay, moving on. One second I can be the sweetest thing you can imagine, then the other I just turned into your worst nightmare. If you provoke me, your gonna get some knuckles shoved into your face or somewhere uncomfortable. But if you try to run, you better be a very fast runner, 'cause you have no chances of leaving without me hurting you. I may look like I'm gentle and all, but everything can change into your worst nightmare. Ha. But I still have my sensitive...ness, and flaws. I'm not everything a girl wants to be, and I doubt I ever will. But I'm everything that makes me, love myself. And I personally think that everyone else should feel the same way about yourself. But if you don't; Fix it. And now. So, yeah. That's me." After Ashtyn had finished her personality description, she twirled her hair with her finger a bit nervously.

Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.

"...now, this is a bit emotional, to me. So, be prepared.Well, to start of with, the first few years of my life was normal, then everything changes. Well, you know what I mean, I'll just explain it. I was born in France, Paris with my mum and dad and we moved to America. Everything was all perfect and stuff. That was until my parents divorced, when I was three. They kept fighting, and fighting, and fighting, even though they were divorced. It was ENDLESS. And it just made me sick. I even got in their faces once and tried to set them straight, and they just push me out of the way, like a hazard or something. Finally, when I was 10, and I was just about to get sick whenever they fought, I ran away, and some dude found me, and took me in as his kid. He had a girlfriend, he was nice, then my mom and dad, came crawling back for me, finally. I leave that dude I stayed with for a few weeks, and shed quite a few tears, but I was still happy my parents stopped fighting. Though, I was put into counceling. I was a rebel since then. Running around the streets with my dude friends, spray painting graffiti, causing trouble, getting into trouble, and one time I accidentally got put in jail. I didn't mean to, it just...Happened. Okay, Well, continuing. When my parents found out, they thought they were careless, and didn't even care about me. I tried telling them but they didn't listen. They just started getting drunk, going to parties, and having non-stop hang-overs. It was HORRIBLE. I mean...I swear to god, I was just about ready to die. They were good parents! They were blaming theirselves, not me! But at least it's kind of better than being grounded for the rest of your life. My mum got arrested one night 'cause she was driving drunk with my dad, but my dad was drunk, he actually stopped drinking beer, etc. way, before my mom did. So, basically at the point right now...All I have is my dad. Not a sob story, right?" Finishing off her little story, she trailed off with some emotions, jerking at her senses.

Doesn't matter when
It's always a good time then
Doesn't matter where
It's always a good time there

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Doesn't matter when,
It's always a good time then

Well, hello again! I see your now interested in my love life. That's pretty awkward if I must say. But, anyways! Lets get started, and get this over with, hopefully soon. I am a single 'Pringle', and if I had to choose a flavor, I would choose...cheddar cheese! Heh. Well, yeah. I'm single, and kinda looking. Just waiting for my prince to sweep me off my feet. Wait. Prince? Eww...nevermind. I mean the 'right' guy to sweep me off my feet, hah. I'm NOT engaged, or married, and I don't have children, so forget that. Nada. I don't have a crush, but I do have some pretty good looking guy friends. The key word: Friends. Just friends. Not 'boy-friend'. Just a friend. Period. Nothing to it. I have my bestfriends too, some I dated in the past years, but their still good friends. Some...I haven't dated, and I don't really care if I don't. I like them just as friends. There's some from my hometown, and I made a new guy-friend here, recently. Hometown friends are...Joseph, Andre, Marcus, Andy, Drew, Marissa, Rachel, Kaden, Kanler, Chandler, and that's it. Friends I made here. I mean the friend I made here is Adrian(?). I think were friends, I mean like we've hung out before, so I guess were friends. Anyways, so I'm crushless, single, and NOT married or engaged. Got that? Buh-bye. She had finished with her cheeks flushing to a bright way, with her side bangs falling into her face.

It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time

Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
It's always a good time
Woah-oh-oh-oh Woah-oh-oh-oh
We don't even have to try, it's always a good time.

Yay! We are officially almost done with this. But this part is dreadful. I have to confess...allot...to you people. But oh well! I have very few fears...Very very few. Those fears are clowns, spiders, and needles. I am arachnophobia(means scared of spiders), coulrophobia(means scared of clowns), and I'm trypanophobia(means scared of needles). Those are all in shorter terms of my fears. If you don't know what they mean...look it up, my friend. I only have some insecurity. It's my fast metabolism. People call me fat, when I weigh only 110 lbs., but I just shrug it off, even though I'm scared I'll be obese someday. But in case you don't know what a fast metabolism is...it means you eat like 24/7, and your not very hyper, but your still fit, depending on how much you go to the bathroom. So, my body makes me go to the bathroom allot, due to my fast metabolism. But, I believe there's no shame. Hopefully... Ashtyn finally finished her flaws, and then sprawled out across the chair, fiddling with her fingers.

[grizzly.]

α∂яιαη

Mood:Relaxed
Talking To:Isabelle
Relationship:Single
Crush:No one at the moment
Wearing:X

Adrian smiled and nodded. "Alright...and just sayin' but the ocean seems to be the most beautiful thing you've ever seen at night...it can also be the most...romantic." he said with a crooked smile before walking back towards the ally that he had came from. "Wait...did you want to walk or did you want to get a cab or something?" He asked her, seeing how it was getting colder out and he had a sweatshirt with him.

~You'll be accepted once you're form's finised Titanium (: ~

[misfits.]

~Thank you so much, dear. I'll get it done ASAP. Working on her right...about...NOWS!

[grizzly.]

~ Haha alright! (: ~

[wolf_paw]

~Isabelle~

Izzy shrugged. "I don't see whats wrong with walking," she said carefully. "Anyways, I want your word you aren't kidnapping me or anything. Also, I'd like your name," she said, just realizing that she didn't know anything about him, and for all she knew, he had made up the Oceanside house part.

[ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ.]

--anything interesting happen? I'm almost done with my guy form.--

[misfits.]

~Finished my form, Summer! (: *squeee*

[ɪᴍᴘᴏssɪʙʟᴇ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍᴇʀ.]

--wow O_O your form is LONG!! my guy character (I'm still working on his form) might have a crush on your character or the other girl hehe--