venice | open

[winchester.]

your in a band. constantly singing, constantly working. every day, every night, something is going on that just leads to your career. your in the band four secrets. yep, the famous band of four boys who make all the girls hearts pound.
they're tired though, just want a break. so after weeks of begging their record label, producers, and managers, they finally got the trip they wanted so badly. a four week trip to Venice, Italy. and as most people know, a lot of things can happen in four weeks, one of them is falling in love.

[winchester.]

. follow nick and tess's rules
. semi-literate roleplay = two paragraphs a post
. one character per person
. no emo/scene/punk characters
. straight characters only
. pretty up your posts and forums. use color, quotes, small text. just make it pretty.
. be kind to each off in ooc. fights can happen in the roleplay though.
. since couples aren't pre-made, have love triangles, drama, cheating, breakups. make it exciting.
. characters between 18-21

ps: the girls are all friends c:

[winchester.]

four secrets ::
singer - lucas felix mark alistair hunter - playing with fire
guitarist - emerson ari hughes - l o n d o n.
bass - open - username
drums - marcus blake parker lightmon - markus.

girls ::
baker - ariana rae marcello - thebandit
tour guide - evon kendall lietner - chameleon, soul
flower shop - brooklyn jade smith - silver;
restaurant waitress - alessandra tanya jarmond - sweet tarts.
[ girls jobs are already assigned to them,
please make sure your girl has that job

relationships ::
crushing = girl >/< boy
dating = girl + boy
broken up = girl ø boy

none

[winchester.]

city : venice
date : july third
weather : warm, occasional clouds. sixty five degrees fahrenheit.


roleplay is open

[winchester.]

full name ≈ ariana rae marcello
nicknames ≈ aria , ari
gender ≈ i'm a chick , duh
age ≈ eighteen years old
birthday ≈ august eighteenth

why hello there you lovely human. my name, oh. ariana. full name? oh, that would be ariana rae baxter. my name happens to be ariana because my mom is some weird lady who loves persian history, being a college history teacher, she decided to take the name aryan. it means noble or pretty eastern girl, depending on how you trace the name back. anyways, my dads mother's middle name was rae so my middle name is rae, and at last, marcello was my fathers last name so it has to be my last name until i get married. oh, and marcello is pronounced mahr-chell-oh. it's itallian. aria and ari are really the only two nicknames i guess anyone could think of for me. so, you can call me ariana, ari, or aria. i don't really mind. next, my... gender, really? i'm obviously a chick. no further explanation is needed. oh yes, my birthday. well, it was august eighteenth several long years ago. anyways, now i'm eighteen years old and waiting for my next birthday. okay, i know what you may be thinking. wow, you're young to be a senior. well, sorta, but not really, my birthday is just weird.

body type ≈ curvy yet slender
facial structure ≈ round with a square jaw
weight ≈ one hundred and twenty two pounds
height ≈ five foot three and a half
hair ≈ very long , sadly its straight
eyes ≈ just ... blue
wear makeup ≈ yes , during the day just some
eyeshadow, foundation , and mascara
party nights i'm all out with my makeup
piercings ≈ belly button , double lobe piercing
on my left ear , one piercing on right lobe
tattoos ≈ no , never , i have a fear of finite
things and needles
clothing style ≈ oh boy it varies from oversized
sweaters to skin tight dresses. it just depends on
the day, ya know?

tan skin, so thin. long hair, don't care. blue eyes, clothes fly. alright, now lets talk about my body. well, unlike most girls, i'm beyond comfortable with my body. i don't fear that i'll become fat, or that i am, or that if i get a little pimple i will die. no, so you should just first know that i don't car what you think about my body. anyways, here it goes. first off, my body type. my father is one hundred percent italian. so, i'm a pretty tan chick. i'm fit enough so that i'm pretty thin, but i don't have a lot of muscle so if you do punch me i may not be able to hurt you back. next let's talk about my weight and height. so, i'm not extremely tall. topping five foot three and a half, i'm shorter then most girls. next, i'm about one hundred and twenty two pounds. don't care if you think i'm fat, i'll scream how much i weigh off the top of a building. like i said babe, no shame. next, lets talk about my facial features. starting with my face, i have a fairly normal face, i think. i have a thin nose and a square jaw, with a bit larger eyes then your average jo, but whatever, its' cool. next, my eyes themselves. honestly, i just call them blue. they aren't a stunning color of blue, just a pretty light blue color.

okay, so my makeup ordeal. i generally to school just wear some foundation, a dash of eyeshadow, and some mascara. but, if i'm heading out to a party or a night with my 'crew' i'm all fancy, you know, lipstick, darker eyeshadow, fancy hair. okay, i adore sephora makeup. like, only sephora, and the occasional maybaline, yeah, so if you come up to me and say something i might just go, 'maybe it's maybaline.' oh, hair! i love my hair! i don't like it cut short, so i've grown it long. it reaches just a bit past the middle of my back, and even when curled is towards the middle of my back. sadly, it is just straight, or maybe slightly wavy if i let it dry in a braid or bun, but it's normally just straight. hair color? brunette here! it's not really a dark color, but it isn't a light color at all. its a medium color, leaning towards the dark side. now, onto my favorite thing to talk about. clothes. i love shopping, so my closet is fairly big. my family doesn't live in a large house, but it isn't like we are poor. we just spend money on other things. which, for me, is clothing. i love shopping at victoria secret, forever 21, debs, areopostal, hollister, and the occasional burburry scarf or rain boot. i shop in other places, but you know, that's really the main five places i treat myself to. okay, now i love big sweaters, especially now that it is getting cold. i can match them with virtually anything, even skirts or dresses. literally, i'm great at designing things. next, i really love leggings with any type of top. and jeans. and shorts. and anything. my point it i love clothes, so basically you can give me anything and i will love it. i just... love clothes.

normally seems ≈ fun . chatty . wild . goofy .
sometimes seems ≈ quiet . mad . hurt . stupid .
rarely seems ≈ concerned . shy . frustrated .

woah there... personality... alright, well, i guess i can start explaining some things. well, to start i'll tell you the basic me. so it isn't hard to guess, but usually i'm the wild, fun, talkative girl that loves to do the daring things a 'normal' girl wouldn't. ever since i was a child, i've loved to be the fun one in a group. it didn't matter who i was with or what i was doing. i just had to be the one that made it fun to do. now, i've sort of 'evolved', for lack of a better word, into the party girl. i host parties or go to parties, i sneak into clubs and bars and have a good time. it isn't a bad thing as some may think. my parents know what i'm doing and they don't mind, at all really. i'm also pretty easy to talk to. i'm not going to be a chatty cathy if i don't really know you too well, but if you know me and you want to talk i'm comfortable with talking to others, especially men, as i can be a bit of a flirt at times. next, my 'sorta' personality. i can be sort of stupid after parties. not drinking and drugs stupid, but doing dares and things that could possibly get my arrested for the night, if you know what i'm saying?

now, i can get easily hurt. i can't really deal with people yelling at me or threatening me to well, so there are two options for me. wait... three. one, become quiet. i usually won't talk to anyone for a good three or four hours, maybe even a day or a week. this is usually when i'm the most hurt. two, hurt someone. hit them, slap them. i just... i don't know. its a reaction. three, yell, like scream bloody murder into your brains for a couple minutes. this usually comes with a slap or somehting. oh, and i guess there is a four. i cry pretty easily, but whatever, it's okay. on the rarest occasions, i can be shy, frustrated, or worried. i try not to worry too much as basically worry just... no good. it makes everything stop being happy. if i'm frustrated it's probably because something i wanted to work didn't, or someone was just asking me too many questions in a short amount of time. at last, concern. it is like worry times a hundred, and i try to stay away from fear and concern, as that is never good.

mother ≈ cynthia adella baxter ; 43
father ≈ benedetto[buddy] gabriel marcello ; 45
siblings ≈ roberto[rob] ; 22 + jackson[jack] ; 22 + james[jamie] ; 15 + maria[mary] ; 13
where am i from ≈
accent ≈


oh, the familia... well, it all started out in italy. that would be were my parents met. my mom was on a college trip and my father was working in a bakery. they fell in love. pure, actual love. it's rare, but it happened. no joke, the are like, legitly, in love. my mother was twenty when they married, my father twenty two. then, two years later they had my older brother, roberto and his twin, jackson. two little boys, which was a pretty big handful. plus they happened to be identical, so it sort of was hard telling them apart for a while... for five years, they just raised the two, but they decided, i guess, to have another kiddo join the family. it was me! i was born in italy during a family vacation on the italian island of sicily. anyways, they took my back to venice and raised me as a cute little girl wearing pink dresses and ribbons in my dark brown hair. but, it wasn't a suprise that two years after i was born, they had another child, james, then had their last child another two years later, maria. well, she was the last of us. with a family of seven, it was sort of hard in the beginning. but my dads small time bakery started growing because of the more visitors to venice who loved the sweets. so now, we are all living a pretty good life in a actual house on the outskirts of the city.

alright, so basically the years went by, and now it's highschool. my identical brothers both went to the same college when i was a freshman. since my family is sort of busy with the shop, i help a lot around the house. making dinners, helping the two young ones with homework, walking them to school and such. then, about a month or two after i turned sixteen, i was relieved of my duties of taking care of the two kids. buisness was booming for the bakeshop, and my mom could become the stay at home mom. in return for me working at the shop. so, i agreed. it was way better then staying with the kids. plus, it gave me more freedom on the weekends as i could beg my dad to let me go out. anyways, basically, i'm just waiting for my twin brothers for come back home so they can help in the shop with the busy buisness and all. but, anyways, i'm really just a girl with a cool italian giant family.

orientation ≈ straight
boyfriends ≈ i've had a few
crush ≈ none at the moment
secret crush ≈ nope
known languages ≈ italian + english
likes ≈ sun + curly fries + baking + parties + stuff
dislikes ≈ sand in my hair + mud + bugs
fears ≈ lighting

alright, to sum this all up some little facts about me. to start with my love life, i'm straight. i like boys, always have. next, past relationships. my first boyfriend was when i was thirteen. it lasted maybe three months, but that was it. then, i had five more, none really lasting longer then seven months, but my last boyfriend was about three months ago. he was a guitar player with a giant ego. it lasted for maybe two months. that was it though. i don't really have a 'crush', but i'll tell you if i do. okay, what languages do i speak? well, that would be italian and your normal english. i only know italian because my family speaks it all the time. its sort of just something we all know. italian. what i like would be the sun. i love tanning, and i love just hanging out outside when it's warm. next, i do like baking, it runs in the family. i just like being able to focus on making cakes and cookies, or cupcakes and all that stuff. it's fun. now, you know i love parties. a couple other things i like would be pastas, art, and playing cello. what i don't like would be sand in my hair, mud, and bugs. all creepy. and what i hate is lightning. thats it. anyways, i'm done. so... yeah.

' not all who wander are lost ' lord of the rings

[haadez_]

Hello! it's very nice to meet you. I'm Marcus. Marcus Blake Parker Lightmon is my full name. My first names are Marcus and Blake. yes I have two first names, because my parents couldn't decide on which one to name me. Honestly I like them both so I don't mind at all. Parker is my middle name, I was named after my mom's brother who died when he was thirteen. and finally my last name, Lightmon, it comes from my dad's side of the family. I'm the one kid who has my father's last name. it was a deal my parents had, my mom gave me the middle name and I would get my father's last name, unlike my two sisters and my three brothers. Yes my name is weird, but it fits me you know? I'm just so used to it, and girls seem to think my name's hot so who's complaining? not me.

Ah yes now, what did you want to know? hmm what? my age? oh.. I guess I could yell you that. I am defiantly older then thirteen that's for sure, and I'm younger then twenty. Oh alright I'll tell you my age. I am a eighteen years old. yes eighteen. I was born on February fourteenth, yes Valentine's day in 1994. I'm a Valentine's baby, and it seems to make girls think I'm cuter. I get candy and presents on my birthday. it's a win win situation for me. Cake, candy, Valentine's, and presents. what's not to like about my birthday? wouldn't you want a birthday like mine?

What's next? bring on the questions! where was I born? oh well that s easy. I was born in Australia, yes I'm not a full U.S. citizen. where in Australia? do you even know any places in that country? if you don't then why should I tell you? ok ok fine I'll tell you geez. I was born in Adelaide, Australia a country town. after about thirteen years, I moved to Hawaii for five years until now. So yeah. wait why did you want to know where I was born. you're not going to be a creeper are you?

Ah ok.. now you want my gender. I thought it was obvious. wow I'm offended, very VERY offended. but fine. I am a male. a gentleman, a man, a boy, a guy, a dude, a sir. what ever why you put it in still a male. I'm quite sure I don't look female, and my voice is to manly for a girl. And last time I went to the bathroom, I was a male. So yes I do believe I'm a guy. don't try and argue this, I can show you that I'm male. deal with me being a male okay? good great yeah. dear God I just said I'm a guy! listen!

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________
________________________________________________________________________

Hmm. you want to know more? wasn't that enough? what's that? you want to know what my personality is? well I will pleasure you and tell you about me. Well alright, I'll tell you about my many personalities, happy, mad, sad, and all that. Well let's see which one to start from first? ah I know, my flirty side. yes I am a major flirt, a charmer. girls love me, I flirt all of the time, it's just a habit of mine. When ever I see a cute girl, I just wink or smile at them, then later on in the day I begin flirting with them. My Australian accent is still very strong, and it might never go away, but it does help when I'm chatting with girls, they seem to love a guy with an accent. My charming side comes out when I flirt, and that makes girls fall for me, hard most of the time. I guess most of the time I hate it, I can't carry a conversation with a girl anymore. was that good? more? you want to know more? um okay.. Well I'll tell you about my sporty side next. I am a slight athlete, I play soccer, my version of football. I'm always on the soccer team every year when I try out. because I lived in Australia, I'm an excellent surfer, which also makes me a great skateboarder as well. I practice skateboarding all the time and when I'm at the beach, I try to surf. I dance to hip-hop and dubstep. When ever i have the time, I will practice dancing, as long as I have My iPod or the right music. Those are really the only sports I do really. hmm that went by quick. let me guess you want to know more? is my soft side good? Well I'm a big softy for animals, when ever I see a stray dog or cat I will take it home with me and I'll take care of it till I can find it a good home. I have a really soft spot for cats, I probably have rescued fourteen or fifteen cats. three of them I've kept. Now onto my bold side, I'm a very bold person. I'm not afraid to stick out, and I don't care if people call me weird or stupid, I just ignore them and keep being me. I will talk back to people who annoy me, No matter who it is, male female,teacher, elder, adult. Like I said I'm bold, sticking out is my speciality it's not that hard with me accent and my looks and my attitude. As well as being bold, I'm kind and protective. I hate when people get picked on or bullyed, it just hurts me when I watch someone get hurt like that. I will always try to be friends with everyone no matter what they look like, or how they act, or who they are. When I get sad, I will have an emotionless look on my face and wonder around without a word all day. I don't get sad easily unless something really bad happens to me, and it would have to be really bad. I'm always smiling so me not smiling shows that something happened. of course the only time you should be scared of me is when I'm mad, when I'm mad, I snap at everyone, and I scowl a lot. I may even ignore you and not even notice you're presence. When mad, I get really violent, so people know to stay away from me when I'm pissed off at someone.

My likes? my dislikes? my fears? illnesses? are you planning on scaring me? well first off, I love cats, of course since I have three. I've always liked cats for some reason. some people call me the cat whisperer. it's not true, I'm just great with cats, that's all. Secondly I love dancing. it's just so cool. You can impress people with you're dance moves and its just fun to dance. Third I like girls, well that's an obvious duh factor. I like my accent, it makes me sound different then other people. Something's I dislike are bullies, they make me sick, picking on people over how they look. it's not right. I also hate rude people, and snobs. rudeness and snobbery, ick. can you say annoying? I don't like hamsters, there so small I'm afraid I'll hurt them or step and squish them. Now I'm afraid of three things, death because I don't know what happens after you die, heights, I hate the though of falling, and airplanes. My illnesses you ask? well I have a.d.h.d and asthma, but yet I'm allergic to seafood as well. I've been allergic ever since birth. it's not that bad, seafood looks gross to me any ways so I don't think I'm missing anything.

what now? family and history? why not I'm telling you everything else. Well I two sisters and three brothers. My sister's are, nine and seven. the nine year olds name is Tammy Kenton and the seven year old is Hannah Kenton. My three brothers names are Seth Kenton, Sam Kenton , and Nick Kenton. Sam and Seth are twins, there both fifteenth, and Nick is my own twin, he's seventeen of course. My mom is thirty three, her name is Quinn Kenton. She divorced out father after I was born. she's a lawyer. My father's name is Covian Jonas, he's thirty eight. He was a pediatrician, but he died last year of a heart attack. I've had an all right childhood. My mom was a teen when she got pregnant with me and Nick. She was already married to our father secretly. she divorced him when she was eighteen and found who's now our stepfather, and had four more children.

My looks? can't you see what I look like? urg fine. I have Brown hair, It used to be shorter, but I decided to get "skater" hair to match my personality.now it's shaggy and can cover my eyes. Speaking of eyes, I have grey-blue eye with a yellow ring in the middle of them. I get a lot of complements on them. I am a fit guy, I'm six foot eight inches tall, and I weigh one hundred and thirty pounds, so I'm a very thin person. I have broad shoulders, and long narrow feet perfect for skating. I am very tan from my being outside most of the time and I have a six pack. I'm very muscular but I'm not to fit that it looks gross. I have great freckles, I don't have to many that it covers my entire face. But yes my accent is very strong an it's not going to disappear, It completes my full look. I normally wear skinny jeans and decorative suspenders I never wear them though. I also wear a graphic tee and some color high top converse. I also wear my hipster style glasses, either black or blue colored ones. That's about all I have to say about my looks.

finally the last questions. My relationship and orientation. Well first off im straight, I like girls, but I have nothing against gays or lesbians, or bisexuals. I'm currently single, yes I have no girlfriend. My last girlfriend cheated on me and then dumped me two years ago so I've just decided not to date right now. I mean if I find the right girl I'll date them, but I hate having my heartbroken like that, it hurt a lot. anyways I want the type of girl who's loving, funny, kind, and pretty. Not to many of those types of girls though. I don't want a cheerleader, or a popular girl, just a pretty normal funny girl. Just so you know I'm not the type of guy to lure girls into bed or anything like that. I'm just a loyal loving guy who makes a good boyfriend.

form © me
character © me.
pictures © original owners

[Drummer c:

[wallflower.]

joining :D
reserved for my female.

ᵇʳᵒᵒᵏˡʸᶰ ||ᶠᵉᵐᵃˡᵉ || ᵉᶤᵍʰᵗᵉᵉᶰ ||

ＩＴＳ ＡＬＬ ＪＵＳＴ ＴＨＥ ＯＵＴＳＩＤＥ

ᶰᵃᵐᵉ:

the girls full name is Brooklyn [brook-lin] Jade Smith. Its not a usual name. But its not such an unusual name that she would get bullied because of it. This is the kind of thing her mother thought about when naming her. Brooklyn's mother didn't want her child something stupid, but she didn't want to go with the latest trend of girls' names, and have Brooklyn sharing the same name with four other people in her class. so she thought long and hard about a unique name she loved. One morning, she just woke up, and said to herself 'i'm calling her Brooklyn'. well, she so says. Her middle name is from her grandmother. The brunettes mum wanted to name her child after someone she loved so much. As for her surname, a child usually takes the fathers last name, however, the father wanted nothing to do with Brook, so therefore, she has her mothers' last name.

ᵃᵍᵉ:

This girl is currently that magical age where you're still technically in your teens, but classed as an adult in most places. she is eighteen, meaning she was born in 1995. This was five years before the millennium- her mother would have taken her to a party, if she wasn't so busy with the 1 year old twins, Leah and Harry. Although by then they were able enough to toddle about, with only the occasional bump, and say short phrases like 'me hungie' [im hungry], it would have been too much of a handful with three children under five. Her two younger siblings are now fourteen, and still living with her mum Lily.

ᶰᶤᶜᵏᶰᵃᵐᵉˢ:

Brooklyn is a long name. It has two separate names within it, if you liked you could hyphenate it: Brook-Lin, some people occasionally do. But she prefers them not to. As nicknames go, you could just use the first or second part of her name. Some people decide to call her Lin. Brooklyn doesn't care for this name. There used to be a very old lady down the road - a lovely lady, but her name was Lin. When people call her this, it irritates her. Because, in her eyes, its now classed and an 'old persons name'. Her desired nickname is simply Brook. Usually, she doesn't even have to ask the to call her this, it comes naturally. Nearly everyone she knows calls her by this. Her mum only used Brooklyn when shes in trouble, or needs the girls full attention. Most of her friends know of Brooks little pet hate for names her grandma's friends probably had; when they feel like annoying her, they'll call her Bee, an even short variation of her full name. though this is only a joke, and she'll play along with it in good humor.

ᵇᶤʳᵗʰᵈᵃʸ:

words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words

[terminus.]

and i swear when i grow up, i won't just buy you a rose;
i'll buy the flowershop and you will never be lonely
for even if the sun stops waking up over the hills
i will not leave, i will not leave until it's our time

name; lucas felix mark alistair hunter
gender; male
age; twenty
birthday; sixth of april
place of birth; paignton, england

"hi? i'm luke. well, actually i'm lucas but everybody (literally) calls me luke. it's sort of a thing, i suppose. my forename comes from.. the baby book of names, i suppose. felix, my second name, is from the same book. they kinda did the 'skim through the pages and randomly stop' for the page, and then 'run your finger down the page until someone else tells you to stop' technique mabobby. d'you know that one? yeah, great, awesome. mark? my dad's best friend. alistair, now. well, 'lucas felix hunter' was what my parents originally called me, but then they realised that mark was the one who delivered me, and they figured holly, my older sister, should have a say. alistair was her choice of name, for some reason. i barely tell people that i have a fourth name which is alistair. hunter is, obviously, my father's surname, which he got from his father.
"most people call me luke from lucas, felix from.. felix (obviously), marky from mark, and ali from alistair. they're the ones from my name(s), but half the people i know call me 'mister morbid' because i adore horror movies. like, especially gory ones. i think they're my only nicknames. anyway, how could i forget my nicknames?
"i'm aged twenty, so yeah - i'm old. oldddddd! wah! well, i was born on the sixth of april in nineteen-ninety-three. ugh, i'm so old! i was born in paignton, devon. yeah, devon in england. i was kinda living there all my life until.. two years ago. i hate how people call me a fake hipster because they think my english accent is fake. but.. i don't think i have an accent, obviously. you have an accent, personally. unless.. wait, are you english?"

hair colour; brown
eye colour; green/brown
skin tone; pale
height; five foot / eleven inches
weight; one hundred and forty three pounds
mods/scars; a few tattoos, ear stud

"well... i have brown, swoopy hair. it's sort of thickly textured, and it looks literally black when it's wet, so... yeah. um?
"i have green-brown eyes. hazel, i suppose. they look like this. i also have a medical condition which affects my iris pigment epithelium (ipe) so my irises change colour - whether the colours be blue, green, brown, and sometimes there are yellow rings or streaks. you can google it, if you'd like. haha.
"i have really pale skin in the winter, the autumn, and the spring. and, in the summer, i only get a little tan. so...
"i'm quite short for my age, considering i'm only five foot and eleven inches. and, i'm light for my weight because i'm only one hundred and forty pounds. i think that's self explanatory.
"this grim reaper tattoo is on my upper, central back. this one is in the same place as on the photo. then there's my anchor tattoo on my left ankle. well, near my left ankle anyway. i have the letter 'l' for luke in my left ear. makes sense, right..?
"so, yeah, i'm a pretty bland person, appearance wise."

two good traits; honest, moderately smart
two bad traits; overly reserved, sensitive
likes; lava lamps, his friends, juice cartons
dislikes; sunlight, cola, stepping on lego
strengths; quick reflexes, a 'fighter'
weaknesses; hand-eye co-ordination, running
skill/s; singing, fighting
phobias; ailurophobia, topophobia
allergies; bee/wasp/hornet stings, ink
other; deaf in his left ear

"well, most people describe me as quiet, kinda smart, sensitive and honest. quiet, because, obviously, i'm quiet. i barely speak, so you're lucky i'm answering these questions. singing is something i enjoy, which is generally the only time i 'talk' fluently. well, kinda. most people want to know why i don't talk much, so they ask me, and i honestly answer 'i don't know'. and every time i try to be confident, people hate me for being different to normal. ugh. and, when i do talk, i pause and think about my words a bit too much.
"as i said, i honestly answer the question 'luke, why don't you talk much?' well, that's because i have an extreme tendency to be honest, no matter how much trouble telling the truth would get me in. i suppose, in respect, there are two sides to each coin, so it could also be counted as a flaw.
"sensitive. now, i'm awfully sensitive to words and things like bugs that crawl over me. they're sort of separate things, i guess. but, if you say something to me and i dislike it, don't surprise if i hold a grudge against you. also, whenever a bug or whatever brushes against my flesh, i literally spaz out. every time. even it's my hair...
"lastly, 'clever'. well, i'm smart in the fact that i actually think about what i say before i say it as to most people who just blurt out their words, but i also analyse situations... that's why i don't talk much! because i analyse stuff and want to be left alone! yay!
"i always write and draw and stuff in pencil because i'm allergic to ink - stupid, i know. i'm also allergic to bee and wasp stings (i get freezing cold, then boiling hot, then freezing and then i get mild paralysis in the limb or area i was stung in. hornets, i don't know, but i assume the same on an increased scale.
"i have two major phobias - ailurophobia and topophobia. ailurophobia is the phobia of cats. now, hear me out - cats are terrifying if you have sensitive skin. don't ask me why because it sends shivers down my spine, but, please - try and respect that. topophobia is the fear of certain situations - an example would be the stage. i have a horrible phobia of being in any form of attic, basement or corridor. again, don't ask me why.
"because i'm deaf in my left ear, left is my writing side, i wear a hearing aid there. just thought you should know."

crush; the loud
sexual orientation; pansexual [heavily heavily leans towards females]
relationship status; single
friends; these people

"well, i have a crush, but i'm not telling you. why would i? pardon? because i've told you loads so far? so? a crush is, like, more private than anything else! go away.
"i'm pansexual, meaning that i believe it's okay to have a relationship with anyone despite gender, ethnicity, beliefs and whatnot. but, i really lean towards females because most guys are arrogant butt faces.
"yeah, i'm single. got a problem? go cry to your mother about it. and, my friends are these lovely people."

character © playing with fire
face-claim © joe brooks
pictures © their rightful owners

[underland.]

if you're all alone, alessandra tanya jarmond, aless as she is called by many, was born in paris, france. aless is and was born on March thirteenth, 1992. meaning on march 13th she'll turn twenty one and that she was born on Friday thirteenth. she enjoys being born on a cursed day. On march thirteenth aless was born into the family of happy parents Guillime and Julia jarmond, she had no siblings until recently when she was nineteen and had moved out already. alessandra was born on a rainy day, in a small hospital north of her parents home, and nearby to the seine. her mother did not fare well after her birth but she obviously got better, but everyday she would take the newborn child out by the seine and they would sit there and watch everything around by as the two gradually got better.

when the pretty birds have flown, aless is what the jarmond's call a 'pretty bird,' her eyes a vivid blue that seem to go from bright to dark if she's mad or happy, her is a nice brown blond, that's looks like ombre when it's dry and in the light, but of course this pretty bird loves water which makes her hair slightly stringy and a dark oak brown.

baby, i'm still free, take a chance on me wip; personality

oh my, chitty chitty bang bang we love you, wip; love life

buffalo girl want you come home tonight, alessandra tanya jarmond, twenty one, blue eyes, brown-blonde hair, waitress, wishes to be a dancer

likes
running
dancing
parkour
freerunning
animals
feathers
photography
vintage things
old movies
boys
sports
rock climbing
defying superstitions
defying the odds
growling
hissing

dislikes
yelling
learning
heart brakers
popular girls
fake people
falling in love
death
purple
pink
too short skirts
too revealing clothes
failure

[longlive]

E V O Nx - xL E I T N E R

NAME ; Evon Kendall Leitner
[ E-von ] - [ KEN-dl ] - [ LEI-tn-er ]
AGE ; Eighteen
Born on December the First
GENDER ; Female
SEXUALITY ; Heterosexual

Meet Evon Leitner, the girl known for being as a mystery. Well actually, mostly known for the way her name is spelled. No one seems to know much about her except for her name. Evon is another spelling of 'Yvonne', but her mother apparently decided to be creative and now she's stuck with telling everyone how to spell her name. Leitner is just her father's last name. She was born on the cold day of December first to her mom who she never knew. She is currently seventeen years old and no one seems to know anything about her. She has always been a girl from the day she was born and definitely won't be mistaken for a boy any time soon. She is straight and has always been interested in guys though she never approaches them.

GOOD TRAITS;
smart, doesn't like trouble, quiet, good listener
BAD TRAITS;
cold-hearted, keeps her distance from many, rebellious / stubborn at times

words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words vwords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words wordswords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words vwords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words wordswords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words vwords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words wordswords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words vwords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words wordswords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words vwords words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words words