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[Self Destruction]

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I Am Very Lucky To Be Alone Because I Have Nobody To Lose

Name: Shane Spire Castel
Nickname(S): Cane, Shay
Gender: Male
Age: 18

The Basic Stuff

My name is Shane Spire Castel, just in case your wondering your probably not but the name Shane means 'God is gracious' but despite my name meaning I promise you I am not one of those people who are constantly like 'Praise the Lord!' no I'm actually an atheist and that's not going to change I just don't see how there can be a Lord who cares and loves us in this world full of hate, simple as and it does make sense, think about it I could go on for ages about how dumb it is but I'm not so lucky you. I am 18 years old and I was born on the 15 of November I don't like celebrating my birthday I mean why should it be celebrated when it has no complete meaning? Not to me or not to anyone. I am a male if you can see and don't say I kind off look like a girl because of my slightly longer hair because we all know I don't. Yes that is a British accent you hear I am from London and don't be all 'Yay! Your British so are one direction'
All decent Britishers all know that is not a good thing, but you do know what is a good thing? Bring Me The Horizon and Asking Alexandria are British, now that is something to be proud off!

No you don't know what it's like
When nothing feels alright
You don't know what it's like
To be like me

To be hurt, to feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
You feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
And no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life

From The Outside
I have noticed that my skin is way paler that the other kids and teenagers my age I think it is my black hair making it look much whiter than it already is or it is actually paler, maybe it is my avoidance of the sun. Well I don't avoid the sun I just don't go out that much, would you go out if you had no friends? I have a pale colour of blue eyes and when I was a child everyone use to complement me on them but now that I'm a so called "Freak" people avoid me as much as I avoid them, I have longish hair as I have mentioned, people have told me to go get a hair cut but I like it this long so I'm keeping it this long for now.
I like to wear jeans mostly skinny jeans but I'll wear almost any kind, I like ripping holes in my jeans and bleaching them but never bleach black jeans they will go pink and pink is on the list of colours that should be avoided. As for t-shirts I will mostly wear band t-shirts of bands that I like obviously if now clothing you can find from stores like Hellfire or Grindstore. I have a few piercings including my ear done multiple times but that is hard to see because of my hair and I have snake bites a bit common in my world but I adore them. I have my entire arm done of tattoos but I would like more on my other arm of course as I don't think I could fit any more on my tattoo ridden arm.
From The Inside
I come across as the typical teenager with the moody, selfish and ignorant attitude but that is not me that is not me at all I just sometimes like to be alone due to people that bully me it just makes me want to be by myself so I don't always reply to someone if they talk to me despite hearing them. I am really shy and quiet but if you are lucky enough to get close to me you might get to see a side where I am outgoing and loud, rare, yes very rare. I have a bit of a trust issue to be honest, okay big trust issue I trust way to easily though so if I have an good impression about someone you might get to meet the real me really quick. I keep my feelings buried inside where no one can ever see them, I do have scars on my arms but they are old I don't cut anymore I managed to find a way through it.

Will it ever cross your mind?
I’m the man you’ll never be
Think about me when you’re all alone
Without someone to love
Am I gonna be the last one standing?
How’s it gonna feel when you’re on top?
I guess I want to walk away
Watch your empire crumble

Drugs, Music & Social Lives
So as you know I don't have any friends really and my family well I don't have one, my Mother was a single mum who became an outcast of the family when she had me because of the getting pregnant without being married thing, old school people. So I've grew up moving around in different care homes, no it's not like Tracy Beaker but it would be awesome if it was right? I use to cause a lot of trouble, drinking and getting in fights with people on the streets when I would usually just ignore people and walk on, things change you.
I don't have many friends and I honestly don't need any they will only do one thing and that will hurt me everyone one only knows how true this is but yes if people would let me in and get to know me I wouldn't mind making friends.

[rhiannon.]

christopher ethan elliott; born october twenty-eighth, to a stressed single mother. christopher prefers to be called chris; christopher is a bit too formal. chris grew up in a family that consisted of his stressed out mother, crazy older sister, and himself. he isn't sure who his father is and neither is his mother. chris is now nineteen years old and being sent to this mansion for his addiction. chris does pretty much any drug you can name; marijuana, k2, cocaine. he also smokes cigarettes and drinks any chance he has. he isn't shy about it either; he willingly does it in front of his small family and pretty much anyone who isn't a cop. he's been arrested three times on drug charges but it doesn't stop him. he's even had his license suspended, but now has it back. everyone around him believes chris only does these things for attention, to be cool and just for the rush, but chris and chris only knows the real reason. it's to escape everything. the living with two girls, the constant stress about college, the money issue... he's fairly glad to be coming to this program. he knows he could die from all of this, but who's to say that would be bad? on a personal note, chris is a fairly gruff guy. he doesn't do much with his appearance; he runs a few fingers through his hair and that's all. he can usually be found wearing a loose tank or crewneck and some sagged skinnies, maybe some vans or low originial chuck taylors. he does have plugs, and has decided to stop sizing them up. chris has blue eyes with a permanent tint of red from all the drugs. he is a bit skittish as side effects; he only tells the truth when he is under the influence, also the only time when he shows his true emotions. he only cries when he is alone. christopher is six feet tall and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds; he's pretty thin. he enjoys wearing beanies a lot too. socially, he doesn't interact much. he throws a couple words and that's it. he doesn't get close to avoid abandonment. girlfriend wise he's willing to try, but he can't make promises. he's honestly not the most reliable guy, especially when he's been smoking/drinking. he can be totally out of control, so those around him are always at risk. in a nutshell? christopher elliott is a pretty carefree addict. an emotional wreck internally who turns to substance abuse for help.

[B r o k e n;]

Ms.Anxious

Ｊｕｓｔ Ｔｈｅ Ｌｉｔｔｌｅ Ｔｈｉｎｇｓ ➜

Darling
You're hiding in the closet once again,
Start smiling
I know you're trying
Real hard not to turn your head away
Pretty darling
Face tomorrow, tomorrow is not yesterday
Yesterday oh oooooh

"Hello, nice to meet you, I'm Hazel. Hazel Winters would be my full name, if you are interested in that. I don't really know why I was named that and I'll probably never know, ever, because there's no one that can answer my question. I can't say I absolutely love my name, but I don't dislike it either, I'm somewhere in between liking it and hating it really. My last name is okay though, but the weird thing is I was actually born in the winter in December. I like to think I was born on a friday 13, but again, I'll never know. Right you know my birthday, now it's time I tell you my age! I'm 17 years old, nothing that can really be added to that. I guess I survived one more year in my sad life. Boo hoo. To be honest, my life isn't that sad anymore... I guess. I'm not sure.
Anyway I'm a female, in case you haven't noticed or if it's not obvious. And yeah, that's pretty much the basics. I live in England and have a mixture of a British and Scottish accent. What?"

Ｔａｋｅ Ａ Ｌｏｏｋ Ｉｎｓｉｄｅ ➜

Pretty please
I know it's a drag
Wipe your eyes and put up your head
I wish you could be happy instead
There's nothing else I can do
But love you the best that I can
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

"I guess this is the part where I should tell you more about myself. Past & Present, right?
Well when I was a baby I was abandoned on the steps of an Orphanage. Obviously, they found me, on the 13th of December, with a note stuck my clothes just saying my first name. That was it. All I have from my real parents is a stupid note with my name on it. Lovely to know they cared about me enough to write some meaningful things right?
Anyway, I used to be a trouble child and the people working there weren't the nicest so I got beaten a few times when I was around 6. That''s when I stupidly decided to run away, and I succeeded, but it was a bad idea as I had nowhere to go. I lived on the streets for a few months, stealing food and stuff until I was caught by the police and took to yet another foster home. I couldn't really talk that well when I was little so everyone used to make fun of me and my weird mixture of a British and Scottish accent. So a few years after I just stopped talking. I would rarely answer people and I only talked to like one or two kids. I thought the bullying would stop, but it didn't. Everyone just started to call me the 'mute' girl or whatever.
About two years passed and I was 8 when I finally got adopted by the Winters family. I started to go to a normal school, but I was afraid of talking to anyone at all. I had a few bruises when I joined and everyone was making fun of me for it, like it was my fault that some stupid orphans beat me up. Needless to say, I didn't escape bullying that easily. Everybody laughed at me, tripped me up and this went on until I was 13 when I met this guy, Reece, who was actually very nice to me.
Me and Reece ended up being friends, best friends then finally ended up as a couple. Everything was going amazing, sure I got called some names, but Reece was also there for me to make all the pain disappear. He was the only person that made me happy at that time. But of course, good things never last, and when I was 15 a horrible thing happened.

I was walking over to the cafe, to meet Reece. I was very excited because he said he had a surprise for me and I absolutely loved his surprises. I spotted him and we both started to run towards each other. Little did I know there was actually a car coming towards us with a completely drunk driver. I heard the car lose control and I turned around, standing there in shock as it headed towards me, and then, before I knew it I felt something crash into me and push me out of the way. Well that something was Reece, who was then brutally crushed against a wall by the car. Both him and the driver died.

After Reece's death I went into depression, everyone was blaming it on me and I just couldn't take it. So I started to cut for a while, but then I managed to somehow stop myself, though occasionally I still do it and I'm not proud of it. After his death I didn't even get much sleep, I always had the same old nightmare about the accident and I Would always wake up screaming and crying, and I still do sometimes.

At the moment well I can't say my life is exactly happy. Sure I've got a family and everything, but I'm still afraid of talking to people and being in large crowds and whatnot. Actually I suffer from social anxiety. Sucks to be me, right?

Most people would describe me as the quiet, lonely, shy girl. Which is exactly what I am. I don't' like talking to people, and if I do, they can barely hear me because I always end up whispering instead of actually talking loudly. I can't help it, whenever a person talks to me my brain just goes all 'boom' and I can't think of what to say, and when I do, I'm too afraid to speak loudly. I don't even know why. Probably because I was bullied for all my life.

I'm scared of big crowds, spiders, snakes, rats and darkness. I know, however so childish, but you;re not the one having night-terrors almost all the time. You're not the one "

Darling
I was there once a while ago
I know
That it's hard to be stuck with
People that you love
When nobody trusts

Ａ Ｑｕｉｃｋ Ｇｌａｎｃｅ Ｉｎ Ｔｈｅ Ｍｉｒｒｏｒ ➜
"Well this should be easy, I think. I'm not too tall, but not too short either, I'm sort of in the middle. I'm actually slightly underweight because I don't eat as much as I should. Unless it's sweets. My skin is quite pale, I mean, I live in England. We don't get that much sun!
My hair is naturally red. Yes. Just bright red. Natural. I don't even know why, really, but I hate it. I hate it because it makes it easier for people to notice me and I don't like being the center of attention at all. I hate people looking at me, talking to or about me, I hate people asking me questions. I just dislike all of the 'socializing' thing.
My eyes are two different colours. One is green and one is blue. No, I'm not some superhero with powers and stuff. I just have heterochromia, which means my eyes are two different colours or something, again that brings attention to me and people look at my eyes a lot. Another thing I hate, making eye contact. I'd much rather look at the ground to be honest.
Hmm, let's see. I actually have quite a few tattoos, even though I come across as being the shy girl that doesn't mean I can't have tattoos. Many people actually seem surprised when they see them. I have one on my back and one on my wrist. And I just have small, black snakebite piercings."

You're not the only one who's been through
I've been there alone and now so are you
I just want you to know, want you to know it's not your fault.
It's not your fault, ohh, ohh
Your fault, your fault
It's not your fault
Your fault, your fault, your fault

Ｍｕｓｉｃ, Ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ & Ｌｏｖｅ ➜
"I think it's safe to say that music is my escape from it all. I don't think I would be alive still if it wasn't for some of the songs I listen to. I am absolutely in love with Pierce The Veil, Mayday Parade, Asking Alexandria, Sleeping With Sirens, Bring Me The Horizon, Bullet For My Valentine, Simple Plan, Paramore, All Time Low, Of Mice And Men and a lot more. I love post-hardcore, heavy metal, rock music. The songs just speak to me and they have so much meaning. Some people's heroes wear capes while mine scream/sing their hearts out. I would never change my taste in music for anyone in the world.
I've always loved music really. That's why I can play the piano and the guitar and sing, but no one's there to hear it. I am really secretive when it comes to my music taste unless I'm wearing some bandmerch I bought. I normally sleep in my band t-shirts and wear small wristbands or badges in public. It's stupid really but I just feel like these bands I listen to are my little secret. I sometimes sketch and draw, but that too is my little secret that I only share with a few people.

Friends? Hah! That's nice. I don't' really have any unless my 'parents' and my 'brother' count. Actually my brother is the closest thing I've had to a best friend ever since Reece passed away. We're quite close to each other I guess and he's one of the few people I open up to. He's one of the few that know the real me with my real personality. Pretty much the only one that's saw the crazy, happy, insane, funny, hyper me. I do love Noah a lot.

Love? Like a boyfriend? Reece was my one and only. I still love him and miss him a lot and I promised him not to fall in love with anyone ever again. I know he'd want me to, but I don't want to let go. I guess I'm just afraid that if I let go I'll forget him, plus I am way too weak to do so. I just want to hang on to the memories we've made together instead of going around and messing around with every single boy I meet. My family wants me to move on, but I just can't. He just means so much to me. I actually still wear the necklace he's given me just a day before the accident.

And that was my life."

Darling
You're hiding in the closet once again,
Start smiling

[minho]

@battie: selective mute was taken so i put shane as mr. self hate??? hope that was okay??? c: he can still be quiet, though ^^

mmkay, so, with the people who share rooms, i have come to a decision.
those who have made guy charaters (you're awesome, thanks) get to choose the girl they want to bunk with. so, instead of messaging the person (which would be the polite thing to do) and checking if it is okay, just message me who their roomie is c:
in short:
people with guys characters choose their roommate. no messaging the person who owns the character (so it is a surprise c:) and just tell me who you want your guy character to share a room with.
first come first served type of thing. and leda, dream's character, is not up for grabs for i have decided she will bunk with timothy. surprise! c:
i am a bad person, i know, okay? i know.
once all characters have been roomed together, i will make the starter post.
oh and on friday i am vacationing in another state for a week ～

[B r o k e n;]

Oh I like that idea. Can't want for the rp to start.
Also Nooooo you changed your username. I can't call you zee hat anymore ;D;

[minho]

thank you, it came to me in a dream. okay, it didn't, i sat there wondering how to pair them. ahaha and then i realized i was shipping the characters oops

you could! i figure people would assume that we've known each other for a semi-long time. deceiving, isn't it? c:

[B r o k e n;]

A lot of things come to me in dreams and then... They don't end well. But god I love shipping characters.

I shall. To me you will forever be zee hat. c;

[Self Destruction]

I hate my dreams I always die in them or someone is trying to kill me
@Broken and to me you will always be Abraham
@Flare and I shall call you le flare

^-^

[minho]

shipping characters before a role-play even starts is my top hobby, yo. c:

and you will forever be brobro to me. forever. that's a mighty long time.

oh, and cat's character, who is the cutter named kait, has been taken.

@deathie/battie/lil death, your dreams sound bad :c i dreamed their was a ghost and my lil sis was crying cause she saw it so we went into the bathroom where my brother was taking a bath. it was weird.
you will be battie, deathie, lil death to me. always.

[Stankinator]

I had a dream that leprechaun stole my lucky charms.... Is that weird?
People keep saying dreams and I'm just like, "Yeeees?" Anyways, I am exited, I think this role-play is going to be very interesting.