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{ bump }

[ƒυяια.]

Name
" The name's Griffin. Griffin Evans is my full name."
Age
"I'm 18 years of age. yeah . you can call me sir "
Gender
"Well , I bet is pretty obvious. I'm a male."

Personality
"Well , Let's admit it. as you may have already noticed , I can be quite cocky at times. I guess I'm always like that at the first impression. But well. I usually don't care about what others say about me. And I Have to admit that I'm very stubborn at times. but despite of that , I consider myself a person who is easy to get along with. I'm also a funny guy. or that's what most of the people I met is used to say. I can be quite playful , and if I get into a fight or an argue , I don't tend to start it. I just fight back .I'm not afraid to make jokes and I personally like when others smile and laugh. I'm also well-known as a smart person , but a hot-headed guy. totally guilty. I'm also very protective. even If I don't really know you. I hate when other are defensless. especially when it's about bullying. I'm an active guy. I like sports , and yeah , obviously skating. I can be rather sarcastic and shy with new people. but it's just until I get used to their presence. I'm talkative. I like to be part of conversations with my friends , although I'm not good at starting them."
History

"Do I really have to tell you...? Fine.. Nothing 'out of normal' happened until I turned 8 years of age. on a late night , to be more especific , midnight , it was raining .. my mother and my father were traveling back home after a visit to the local hospital. I stayed home with my grandmother. My mom called us by the phone when they were close. I was the one to answer it. She explained that she was a few metres away from the house. They were about to arrive. but then , I hear a crash on the phone. and the call cut off.my grandma and I went to where she told me she was , And I saw their car was destroyed. A huge truck was practically over their car. the police mans on the scene didn't let me closer. Both of my parents were sent to the hospital. I could just watch the ambulance go away. The following day , I went to visit them. They seemed to be recovering. but they were just pretending . because in the late afternoon of the same day , they both died.
Likes and Dislikes
"I Like sunny days , Animals , especially dogs , snow , swimming and almost any type of sport. except for voleyball. It's not my strenght . I like the color black and the color green. I don't like bright yellow or pink. My favorite food are spaguettis . I don't like lettuce . Oh and of course , I like girls. Going to the beach , Seals , and movies. Going to the cinema is one of my favorite activities. I love music . Pop and Rock are my favorite types of music. I don't exactly like country music. Insects are gross. Lizards have to be one of the coolest things in this world. Playing guitar That's one of my hobbies. I still need to practice. sunglasses , Dark hoodies , Harry potter books. I'm sicerely afraid of heights and snakes. one bit me once when I was 12 years old"

Crush
"Good luck with that"
Bf/Gf
"Nah.. Maybe later."
Husband/Wife
"Hah.. you are kidding right?"

[gotsalt?]

Male is up!

Give me liberty

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Name.} Harold Jenkins Smith
Gender.} Male
Age.} Eighteen
Birthday.} 04-18-93
Home Town.} Wilmington, North Carolina

who are you?
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This guy is known as Harold Jenkins Smith. It isn't such a weird name, but its history is strange. His mother is a huge fan of Conway Twitty, an old country singer. His real name was Harold Jenkins, so she named her son that. Harold wants to change his name, but he doesn't think he could do it because it means a lot to his mother. Most people call him by his full name, but you can call him Harry as well. His close friends and family call him Fish as well because of his love for water.

when and where?
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Eighteen years ago on April, 18th, a bouncing baby boy was born in Wilmington, NC. He was three weeks late, but healthy as can be. He grew up on Wrightsville beach with a little sister and his parents.

Hair.} Brown
Eyes.} Brown
Skin.} Light tan
Weight.} 147 lbs.
Height.} 5'11
Style.} Simple

show us those locks
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Harold has short brown hair. It is wavy, but it's hard to tell when its short. He is in the proses of growing it out after getting it cut short from loosing a bet. It has a natural way of curling to the side itself, so he rarely has to do anything to it. During the summer, it gets bleached by the sun and turns a light brown.

windows to the soul
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Brown eyes, simple as that. A very common color and nothing too special about it.

the slightest touch
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It really depends on the time of year, but he always has a slight brown tint to his skin. He does get a nice tan in the summer, since he spends so much time at the beach, but he's always outside no matter what time of year.

just right
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Harry isn't big, but he isn't super skinny or scary tall. Somewhere in the middle, I'd say, the normal for a guy his age. He weighs around a hundred and forty seven pounds, some of that is muscle though, and stands at about five eleven.

and pose
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Harold's style is simple, usually just a t- shirt and jeans. Some people would describe his style as a little geeky, but it works for him. Bow-ties are cool! He doesn't have any body mods and never plans on getting any. Sure, a tattoo would be col now, but not when you get older and your skin starts to wrinkle and sag.

Personality.} Shifty, but curious.
Events passed.}Nothing too special.

personality
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Harold is a hard one to decipher because he’s so fluently changing all of the time. One moment he may appear to you as completely approachable and friendly and at another time he might radiate the need to be left alone. A lot of that has to do with the fact that he’s rapidly adapting to the environment and situations that he’s being placed in, the rest is more focused toward the reality that he never really had the experience of socially adjusting anywhere. It’s questionable as to whether he’s unsure of himself and where he in fact lies in all of this, if it’s his more definitive personality, or, what he’d like himself to be. Harry doesn’t keep to one standardized image and tends to vary between his personality flaws and habits.
Harold's most prominent trait was his curiosity; he was always asking questions, always seeking to learn more. It didn't seem to matter what it was, he always wanted to learn about anything. He is a quick learner. However, he was often hasty, lightheaded, and impulsive. He was also known to lose his temper, and let his frustration get the better of him. Harry is stubborn and willful about his personal opinions, even when things looked hopeless and everyone disagreed with him. Like the rest of his family, he is also determined, steadfast, and strong-willed. Once he set himself upon a course he would see it through till the end, and would allow nothing to stop him. He is very loyal to his friends and people he loves. Harold also has a habit of finding trouble.

ghosts of the past
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Harold grew up in the fancier part of town. His father owned a restaurant, and a few others around North Carolina, so they were never had to worry about money. Harold was on the swim team when he was in school and he was the champion. He felt alive in the water, like it was where he really belonged. Still, nothing much happened in his life. That is, until the car crash.
His mother was driving him and his sister, Abigail, up to Raleigh for a baseball game. They hadn’t reached the highway yet and were still on the back roads. Abby and her brother were messing around in the back seat and their mother turned back to tell them to stop. She drifted into the side lane and didn’t see the truck coming around the corner. Abigail was eight when she died.
Harold had been very close to his sister, even though they were seven years apart. He had taught her how to swim and she was growing up to be an amazing swimmer just like him. He quit the swim team after her death, but he didn’t block everyone out. Instead, he would walk on the beach. Some days he would stand in the shallows or examine the tide pools.
His mother took a long time to recover from the crash. Even then, she still had moments when she would forget what she was supposed to be doing or who the people around her were. Harold took it upon himself to take care of her, because part of him knew he is the reason she was like this and why Abigail is dead.

Crush.} No one
Lover.} No one
Sexuality;; Straight
Exes.} A few
Friends.} Some
Enemies.} Tons

who do you love
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Harold is currently single and does not have a crush. He says he doesn't have time for love, but he's just waiting for the right girl.

allies and enemies
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He has a lot of friends, but not many of them are his real friends. Enemies? Oh, he's got a lot of those, too.

Likes.} Enough
Dislikes.} To much
Theme Song.}Behind Bars by The Wanted

likes and dislikes
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✓Swimming ✗Raisins ✗Blueberries ✓Baseball ✓Animals ✗Rodents ✗Boredom ✓Board games ✓Bow-ties ✗Bright, neon colors ✗People who think they are always right ✓The ocean

[seattle]

{ both accepted, i'll add them in a minute. we can start if everyone's okay with that :3 }

[crazy.]

((Yeah, sounds fine by me XD ))

[seattle]

dani. ❄
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crush: n/a

mood: impatient

where: park bench

Dani sat impatiently on the frigid park bench, snow falling softly on her eyelashes. She was all decked out in winter-wear; striped warm hat, thick gloves, skinny jeans, Uggs, and a big white coat. She brushed off a snowflake that landed on her nose, shivering against the wind. Where was he? Dani checked her watch. He was late. This wasn't like Aidon. He was usually very punctual.
Well, with her, anyway.
His past girlfriends didn't work because he was always late for one reason or another. He was always 'busy' playing his violin or daydreaming. Dani was snapped out of her thoughts when a car drove up on the empty street. She got up from the bench and smiled at the familiar face.
"Hey, A."
That was his nickname since they were children. She and Aidon grew up together as best friends. They dated last year, for a little while, before they decided to just be friends. It was easier for both of them that way, though sometimes she wishes it would've worked out. Those feelings have faded away, though.

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❄ aidon.
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crush: n/a

mood: rushed

where: picking up Dani

Aidon closed his eyes, listening to the sweet music of Mozart. Glancing down at his phone, he nearly choked on his gum when he saw what time it was. Yanking out his headphones, he picked up his violin case and rushed down the stairs, out the door and into his car. He went a little above the speed limit, 30 when it was 25, but it didn't matter because no one was on the streets. Aidon blinked as he glanced around the community, everything white with snow. He smiled. This was his favorite time of year, where everything was so peaceful. Aidon shook the thoughts out of his head to look for Dani on a park bench. When he found her, she immediately got up as he slowed down to a stop. He sighed, knowing he would hear and earful for being late. He unlocked the doors and she hopped in, slamming the door.
"'Sup, D?"
A small smirk played on her face. "I'll tell you what's up. Your butt once I'm through with you."
Aidon laughed, turning to head towards the duck pond. That was his favorite place.
He turned to Dani, who was unusually silent. The reason was now obvious as he glanced at his surrounding; they were driving past a cemetery.
He knew that Dani was a very superstitious person. Whenever they drove over railroad tracks, she would take her feet off of the bottom of the car. Whenever she drove into a tunnel, she would always lay a hand on the top of the roof of the car. And when they drove past a cemetery, she held her breath.
Why she did any of these things Aidon had no idea. She would never tell him, so he just shrugged it off.
They pulled into the parking lot of the pond, hearing Dani exhale loudly.
"What were you doing now?" she asked him, both hopping out of the car. Aidon unlocked the trunk and pulled out his violin, Dani holding a bag of bread.
"Thinking."
"Apparently not about your priorities."
Aidon let out a small laugh as they headed up the trail. Dani got out a slice of bread and broke it into pieces, throwing it out to the water as a flock of ducks swam over to it, squabbling about like small children. She giggled at them. Aidon smiled. Dani loved ducks.
Clicking the case shut, he rosined up his bow and started playing "Jingle Bells." Dani bobbed her head back and forth to the tune, snow falling lightly across Aidon's hair.

[crazy.]

m a r i a. a r i a n n a. s t e v e n s o n.

"b u n n y"

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crush: s e c r e t

mood: c r a n k y

what doesn't kill you makes you stronger

Time seemed to be leaping by the minute, jumping quicker and quicker, it seemed everytime she looked up at the clock time was pushing her more and more in a race to the door. She couldn't be late, she needed to be on time. Nibbling her lip the small petit blonde girl stood up and grabbed her purse and phone. She glanced outside at the snow, she hated winter. It was cold, wet, and miserable. Maria felt her hear stop beating as she stepped outside and felt her body tempature drop from the cold, she missed the heat of Italy, her origin country. She found herself fumbling with her car keys, her thin black gloves had frozen her fingers so she struggled to find the correct key.
Maria was wearing a brown leather jacket, a three thousand dollar leather jacket that she had bought from Barney's, it was a Dolce & Gabbana, this seaons style. She was wearig a pair of designer jeans and six inch pumps, she had ear muffs on, fuzzy earmuffs with fleece muffs. She unlocked her car and got in, immediately turning on the heat as she did and drove off listening to music. She could see her breath, all she could think about as she felt the cold weather was I hate winter! She seemed to be mentally screaming that to herself a lot lately, but one of the reason's she hated winter so much was because it meant that Christmas was coming up. Another Christmas she would be spending alone in her apartment.
With a sigh she hung her head down a bit in shame as she drove, she showed up at a building across from a mall. The building was a couple stories and it was larger then your average shop. It was the building Maria had designed and made to be made, it was her baby, and the home of her art business. She got out of her car and scrambled inside of the building quickly, her mind racing as she did so, she hated winter, she hated winter. She wanted nothing more then to curl up on the couch in her office and scetch just for the fun of it, she was getting tired of all the things in life that seemed to come with drama.

[seattle]

{ bump }

[liz-]

crush: no one
mood: normal and a little bored

Looking through the window, it was all white. Winter was here. It was all Alanna could see through her bedroom's window. Snow. Everywhere. Getting up from her bed, Alanna changed into warmer clothes and took a quickly look at the mirror, before heading downstairs. Her hair was a mess and Alanna put it up on a bun. She picked an old sketchbook and a pencil and headed outside, into the snow, closing the house's door behind her. Alanna never really liked winter, but she had no good reason to hate it, and there was no way to avoid the winter and snow, so she just learned to live with them. She was just heading to the park, the one with the pond and the ducks. Alanna loved to draw them, specially on winter, when she had nothing better to do. Arriving at the pond, there was a few other people there, but she didn't pay much attention. Alanna sat on a bench near the water and tried to concentrate on the ducks. She opened the sketchbook and started to draw them slowy, feeling her hands freezing.

{Sorry about this small post, i didn't really knew what to post.}

[seattle]

{ you might want to re-read the rules, liz. ^^; your character's name can't be an image. the only reason is because the mods deemed it as spam, so i don't want you or the roleplay to get in trouble. ^^; but that's the only thing. :3 }

dani. ❄
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crush: n/a

mood: tranquil

where: duck pond

Dani delicately peeled off another small piece of bread and through it into the duck pond, watching the ducks huddle over to it in lust. A mother duck waddled up to her, making Dani giggle as the baby ducks stepped over each other to get a piece of bread. She counted the ducks - seven. Peeling off more pieces of bread, she carefully laid them on the ground so each duck would take one. Instead, they piled over each other, and one duckling ended up without any bread. She stepped over to him and fed the duckling by hand, and surprisingly he wasn't scared of her.
Suddenly, a large goose honked and Dani whipped around to find it only a few feet away from her.
Dani was terribly afraid of geese. When she was little, she was chased by one and it bit her, leaving her hurt and scared to death.
"Aidon," she began, flinched as the goose honked again. "Aidon, get that thing away from me please."
Aidon laughed and stopped playing, delicately setting his violin down and grabbing a slice of bread. He threw it as far as he would and the goose went after it, leaving Dani sighing in relief.

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❄ aidon.
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crush: n/a

mood: musical/curious

where: duck pond

Aidon shook his head at Dani, all of her little fears and superstitions making him worry about her. Movement caught his eye at the other side of the pond. There was a girl, around his age, seemingly drawing something. He nudged Danica, asking "Who's that?"
Dani shrugged and turned her back on him toward the ducks in the pond, watching them in delight. Aidon had no idea why she liked them so much.
"I'm gonna go say hi," he told her quickly, and before she had the time to react and jogged to the other side of the pond.
"Hey," he said, "do I know you from somewhere?"
She seemed familiar to him, like he had seem her around school or something of the like.