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((These forms are pre-made, so if there's anything unnecessary or missing, I'll fix it. c:))

Name:
Well, my full name is Catori Sahale Nahele. Don't laugh, because I know it sounds weird. It's Native American, if you really wanted to know.
Catori means "spirit," and you'll see why I was named that. It goes hand in hand with my middle name. Sahale means "falcon," as my parents wanted me to be graceful and powerful, just like a falcon. My personality and abilities are rather like that of a bird of prey, but I'll just get to that later. Nahele means "forest," which makes sense, because my ancestors lived in the forests. Or at least, they did before the English settlers drove them all out.

Gender:
Seriously? Are you even trying? Of course I'm a girl. If you couldn't tell from my name, then you could at least tell from my appearance.

Age:
I'm currently eighteen. My birthday is January 1st, 1995. I'm going off to college, hooray, and I just graduated high school.

Sexuality:
First of all, why on earth would you care? Anyways, I am definitely 100% straight. I have nothing against gays or lesbians, but that's honestly not me. I like men, not women.

Height/Weight:
I'm 5'8", so I consider myself pretty tall. I know I'm not short. I weigh 135 pounds, so I'm in the healthy weight range, so don't go calling me skinny just because I'm pretty light. Could I afford to gain some weight? Sure, but I consider myself healthy.

Heritage:
I'm Native American, as I said before. My mother is English and my father is Native American. Everyone through my father's family tree is Native American, while my mother, ironically, descended from the first English settlers in the New World. My father and mother are both pretty modern and with the times, but my grandfather still tries to keep to the old ways. I learned much of my heritage and my history from him.
Now, I take a lot of crap for being Native American, because not many true ones are left. My father's line is the only pure one I know of, although I'm sure there must be others. My father's side of the family are not exactly fans of my mother, or her family, as they believe that by marrying my father, she's tainted the purity of the Native American blood. My mother isn't the only one who's bullied by our lovely family. I'm the half-blood, half white half Native American, and somehow it always gets brought up in family reunions or events. I try to please my mother by acting white, and I try to please my father and his side of the family by acting more traditional and Native American.
And in school and real life, I get make fun of a lot for being Native American, and it's almost always about my name. It's tough, having my heritage, but I don't care. I can take it. I've been taking it for the past eighteen years.

Appearance:
Just for the record, I hate describing myself to others. But this time, I suppose I'll make an exception. I suppose I'm pretty. Most people comment on how pretty I am. I never really stared at myself in a mirror, but when I see myself, I see pretty girl with raven-black hair. It's wavy, so it's easy to curl and easy to straighten. I rarely ever wear it naturally wavy, though. I prefer to curl it, but if I want to do something with my hair and style it, like braid it or pin it up in a bun or ponytail, I will straighten it. My hair is really thick, especially after I curl it, so it can be hard to manage sometimes. However, I've always been a big fan of my hair. It's really dark. It's so black that it will appear blue in the sunlight. Some people with black hair sometimes look like they actually have brown hair in the light, but not me. My hair is so dark that it's almost blue. I've got layers and side bangs, but you don't really notice because my hair is still really long. All the way down to my elbows. But when I straighten it, you can tell I have it cut in layers with side bangs.
I've got gray eyes. They're bright silver in sunlight, but naturally they're a stormy sort of color. They get kind of steely when I'm angry.
I have a very angular face. It's heart-shaped, and I have high cheekbones. Because I'm Native American, I have a naturally tan complexion. Sometimes in the winter I might look a bit paler, but overall I have what my friends like to refer to as a "year round tan." I have an averagely sized, straight nose. I was never a big fan of it, but it's not huge and it's not small. So I suppose my nose is decent. I have a full mouth. It's pretty and pink and everything. Hooray for having a pretty face. I never had any problems with acne, and I don't have any blemishes or freckles. My skin is remarkably clear, even though I don't do much cleansing-wise. I take showers every day though, so maybe I just have really good soap.
Like I said before, I'm pretty skinny. I'm a size 2 in jeans, and my dress size is 6. I'm not dreadfully thin like most girls try to be, although I admit I am pretty skinny. I've got curves, mostly on my upper body, if you catch my meaning. I have a baby six from the sports I play, so I have some substance to my body. You can't accuse me of starving myself or being too skinny if I have muscle and curves. I'm completely fine with myself and who I am right now.
Makeup. I wear some. It's mostly just mascara, eyeshadow, and eyeliner, although I might wear a bit more for a special occasion. I also like to wear lip products, mostly lipstick and lip gloss. My makeup is normally darker, earthier colors, except for my lips; I like to make them bright red instead of the normal rose color they naturally are. The fact that I wear makeup is about one of the only feminine things about me. I don't wear raccoon-eye makeup like most girls do; I don't want to look like a panda. But I wear enough. I suppose I have a lot of natural beauty. I don't actually need much makeup, but I wear it anyways, to help with fitting in.
Piercings. I've got piercings. I have a single piercing in my ears. I considered getting a double, but whatever. Never got around to it. I've also got a belly button piercing. Nothing fancy. Normally I don't even wear it unless I have a high-cut top that shows my stomach or I'm in a swimsuit.
I have three tattoos. Badass, am I right? If you didn't notice, that was sarcasm. My biggest one is on my back. It's of a dream catcher. I always have a dream catcher with me. Keychain, earrings, whatever. I hang one above my bed when I sleep at night. The one I keep in my room above my bed was given to me by my grandmother. So it's important. My tattoo looks like it. I've got another one on my wrist. My right wrist, if you couldn't tell. I like birds. They symbolize freedom for me. And I am a free spirit. My final tattoo is behind my right ear. They're beaded feathers, very fancy. They're kind of similar to the feathers on dream catchers. A recurring theme. Birds, dream catchers, feathers.

Personality:
I think you can get the gist of my personality from what I've told you already. Clearly, I'm a person who doesn't take crap from anyone. I'm not feminine. I dress and look like a girl, but I don't act like it. I get along better with males than females. There's definitely less drama with guys. Girls are just so complicated and I don't understand. I don't think anyone will ever understand women. I know I won't, and I'm a girl myself. But whatever. I don't play well with others, especially females.
I'm an intelligent person. I learn things fast. I'm good with my hands. It doesn't take me too long to get the hang of anything. I'm quick to understand and quick to do. I'm not a fan of school, but I'm fine with learning, because I'm smart and I'm good at it.
I'm a very independent person. I hate asking for help from others. I prefer to do things alone. I am a solitary person. I can take care of myself, and I don't need anyone to look after me. Based on that, I'm sure you can guess my standing on marriage and dating. I don't date. I don't want to get married. And I definitely do not want children. I hate kids. They're loud, obnoxious, and sticky. They're like the average teenage girl, except most girls aren't sticky because they actually bother to be clean. Kids don't. They stick their hands wherever they want whenever they want and I just don't want to deal with their existence or smell.
But I digress. What was I saying? Oh yes, I'm an independent person. I hate asking for help. So basically I never ask for help unless I absolutely have to. I don't like taking orders from other. I march to the sound of my own drum. I absolutely hate when people order me around. No one is the boss of me. I can do whatever I want. That's America, isn't it? Freedom and liberty. Freedom to do whatever the hell I want.
I think I mentioned before that I play sports. I play lacrosse, I run track, and I run cross-country. I have a runner's build sort of thing. I have really long, toned legs with a lithe, slender body and defined abs. I'm very fast. I'm an agile sort of person, and I am graceful with all my movements. I consider myself an athletic person because I do three sports. Some people don't count track and cross-country as sports. I say screw those people.
I said before that I prefer to be alone. When I go out of the house to just hang around and have fun, I'm almost always alone. If I do drag a friend or two along, they're almost always be guys. I don't like hanging out or talking with girls.
I'm a very sarcastic person. I have a sharp tongue. If you don't like, don't talk to me. If you want to be friends with me, you better get used to constant abuse. When I'm friends with you and I make fun of you, I don't mean it. But if I really dislike you, and believe me, you'll know, I will mean every word of it. I don't try to be a hateful person. It's just that people make it so easy for me to strongly dislike them.
I'm a naturally serious person. That's just my personality. I'm also a negative sort of person. I'm a glass half-empty person because I'm a pessimist. I'm also a realist. It's not that I'm not creative or original. It's just that I'm a very realistic person who doesn't like it when people say stupid, unnecessary things that are impossible. My sense of humor is dark and sarcastic, obviously.
I play video games. A lot. I only ever play violent ones as a way to dispel my anger with idiots I have to deal with daily. I'm also good at them. Whenever I play online, people are surprised when I say something because they don't expect me to be a girl. Because I'm really good at video games.

Style:
I like to dress in layers. I don't have any designer clothing, but I have name-brand, like Hollister, or Urban Outfitters. I don't like shopping. It's a hassle. My style is kind of boyish, kind of hipster, kind of punk, or at least that's what other people say. I never wear dresses. I hate dresses. I also hate high heels. The only heels I'll wear are on my boots or if they're wedges, and that's only sometimes.
Like I said before, I wear minimal makeup. I only ever wear eye makeup and some sort of lip color. I don't spend much time on my appearance in the mornings.

Romance/Exes:
I don't date. I'm single and have been since forever. Even though I'm already officially an adult, I don't plan on dating anytime soon. Commitment is not something I'd like to have.

Type:
Haven't you been listening? What sort of type would I have if I'm a loner?

History:
That's not something I want to talk about. You want to know my history? Look it up on the Internet. My ancestors were Native Americans, and obviously it didn't work out too well for them.
I will tell you a little bit more, I guess. If you really want to know. My parents, like I said before, are opposites. My dad is a Native American, and my mother is English, descended from the first settlers who arrived in America.
My grandparents on my father's side had something to say about that, though. They claimed it was an act of defiance and disrespect, because they didn't approve of my mother. So right now, my parents' relationship is a bit rocky. My dad is as faithful as ever, with huge soppy doe-eyes for my mother, but she's really getting sick and tired of all the abuse from his side of the family. I get it. They often pester be for being half-white. Who knew Native Americans were so discriminating? I suppose it comes from years of being discriminated.
Well, because my dad's side of the family are all Native Americans, they all live on a reservation. Except for my dad, who ran away to be with my mom. A classic "forbidden love" story, whatever. Eventually he made up with his parents, but my granddad is still pretty unhappy. Which makes him unhappy with my mother. Which makes my mother unhappy with my father. Which makes me stuck in the middle.
So I grew up in a shell. I grew up being tough, not caring what others thought. I had to, because everyone was judging me, even my own family. So if you want to know why I turned out so sarcastic, cold, and alone, you can ask my family. They were all too busy fighting about something that doesn't even matter - the color of each other's skin - to care about the child stuck in the crossfire. I'm a loner by nature. I take care of myself. Because I'm the only person I can depend on, 100%. Other people just let you down.

Fun Facts:

• My favorite color is dark red, like a maroon.
• I like to read books.
• I like to watch movies. I prefer books, though.
• My favorite animal is the falcon, obviously.
• My favorite video games are Deadpool. I'm a big fan of his humor. My other favorite is The Last of Us. It's a very emotional story with awesome graphics, even if the gameplay was a bit repetitive.
• I hate clowns and small spaces.
• I love food, running, and animals.
• I'm sarcastic. Not about what I like, just overall. I have a sarcastic sense of humor that you'll have to get used to if you want to be my friend.

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Name:
My full name is Quentin Soren Adams, but for some reason, people like to call me Aviator. I'm not entirely sure why, but I like it. I think it might be because I want to be in the Air Force. I'm thinking of signing up for the Air Force. Some people also call me Pretty Boy, but I definitely prefer Aviator.
Quentin means "the fifth," and Soren means "strict" or "reddish brown hair." Because I'm definitely not strict and boring, I'm just going to assume I had reddish brown hair when I was a baby and it magically turned darker as I grew older, and that's why my middle name is Soren. It could be possible, though. I've never seen baby pictures of myself though. My first name makes sense though, because I was the fifth child born into a family. It's a big family, I know, but I never got to know them that much. I'll explain that to you later, though.

Gender:
Well, I'd hope you'd be able to tell that I'm a male, but if you need any clarification, I am indeed a sir.

Age:
I turned eighteen in February. My birthday is February 22nd, 1994, the same birthday as my dog, except fifteen years earlier.

Sexuality:
I'm as straight as a curly fry. I'm just kidding, I'm straight. Straighter than a pole that's bent. All right, enough with the joking. But seriously, I am 100% straight.

Height/Weight:
I'm exactly 6'5", which means I'm pretty tall. Whenever I'm around other people, I always feel like a giant, and I often make other people feel like a midget, especially if they're around five feet.
I weight about 175 pounds of pure muscle. It may sound like a lot, but you've got to take into consideration my height, and the fact that most of those pounds are definite muscle. My BMI is 20.7, which is almost exactly in the middle range for people of my height.

Heritage:
I'm British, Irish, French, Australian, Dutch, German, Scandinavian, Swedish, and I'm actually 1/16 Native American. I've got this really cool accent that's a blend between a British and an Australian accent, because that's what my parents were. My mom was mainly British and my dad was mostly Australian. I got all the other stuff from my grandparents and great grandparents and great great grandparents, and all my other really old ancestors. You get the picture.

Appearance:
I'm not sure about what you think, but people, especially the girls, love to chat about how attractive I am. I never really think about my appearance, and I don't examine myself in the mirror a lot because I'm a guy, but I guess I am kind of good-looking.
I've got dark, chocolate-brown hair that I like to style into spiky kind of hairdo. It's not like a bunch of little, gelled spikes like a hedgehog, but this large spike kind of like Zayn Malik from One Direction. It doesn't take much effort to style it, though. I just have to get it wet, put a little hair gel in it and smooth it over my forehead, and then blow dry it at a certain angle so it sticks up. And then, when it fully air-dries, it'll get all perfect and nice, ready for the day. I suppose some people might say my hair is high-maintenance or something, and sure, I do make sure to get the best hair products for it, and sure, I do spend time on it in the morning, but it's always less than ten minutes. And that is like a second compared to how long some girls I've dated have spent just brushing their hair, not even including how long it takes them to shower, blow dry and style it, and then smear raccoon face makeup all over their faces. My hair tends to change colors too, ranging from light brown to dark brown, depending on the amount of light reflecting off of it. However, it manages to remain a shaggy mess whenever I forget to brush or style it.
If I had to choose a favorite part about myself, it would definitely be my eyes. I know plenty of girls who have went on dates with me because they love my eyes. I have to admit, I do have beautiful eyes. They tends to change colors, especially with the seasons and the sunlight. In the summer, they're a blue-green turquoise color. In the spring, they turn a bit darker so they're a rich cobalt. And in the winter, they turn such a dark blue that they're indigo. Finally, in autumn, they're a glowing sea green. And those color changes are in regular lighting. In really bright sunlight, they always turn almost neon, and if it's dark enough, they can turn this silvery gray color that's kind of sparkly. But most of the time, they change according to the seasons. Where I am right now, in Switzerland, where it's cold and snowy, there probably won't be as much sunlight, so my eyes might be darker than normal. People always like to talk about my eyes, and a lot of people, guys and girls alike, are jealous of them. Apparently, my eyes are brooding, or so say all my friends. Girls say they like to look at my eyes because they're really soulful and expressive, and that I'm kind of an open book where my eyes are concerned.
My second favorite part about myself would probably be my scar. It's on the left side of my face, under my eye and across my cheekbone. I've had it for a while, since I was a little kid. I got it when I was five years old, I think. I climbed onto my roof and jumped onto my trampoline. Unfortunately, I wasn't prepared for how high I would go from jumping at that height, and I ended up crashing into a tree after bouncing on the trampoline only once. It was pretty hardcore, and I'm lucky I only got that scar as a keepsake from that incident. The entire left side of my face was bloody, and I had to go to the emergency room. The doctors were so great they kept my pretty boy face and minimized the damage to only the scar I have now. I had to get stitches there, which is the main reason why I still have the scar. I don't think it'll ever heal or go away, and I don't really want it to. I always thought it looked kind of cool.
People really love my smile, too. They say that my smile is friendly, warm, and infectious. I've got one of those crooked grins. My crooked smile is famous in my old high school, which I just graduated from. It makes girls squeal, and I've experienced it first-hand every day. Whenever I flashed my famous crooked grin at any random girl passing in the hallway, she's squeal in excitement, delight, whatever. I don't really know why. I think it's because my eyes crinkle up and the smile lights up my entire face, or so I've been told. My best female friend said that whenever I smiled, crooked or not, it made her feel warm and fuzzy inside and my white teeth and broad smile lit up the room better than the sun or any other light.
All the girls like to say I have an amazing body. Sure, I work out, and sure, I've got abs. A lot of them, in fact. I'm pretty sure I have an eight pack, and I'm working on my ten pack. I don't really like showing them off, but I take my shirt off when I'm swimming or I'm walking around the house and it's hot or something. I find it kind of weird when other guys show off their muscles or abs or something. The only reason I care about my body so much is because I've got to stay really fit from all the sports I play. The girls also like my tattoo, which is on my right arm. To be exact, it's on my extremely buff bicep, but for some reason, I don't really like the word bicep, so I try to avoid saying it.
I try to keep my face clean-shaven, but sometimes I get too lazy to shave and I grow a bit of stubble. Or a lot. But it never turns into a full-grown beard. I don't like having facial hair, but stubble I can deal with. I don't mind stubble. And apparently stubble makes me look manly, or so a few girls have told me. I never knew girls liked stubble. I only ever had stubble because the razor is just so far away sometimes... But I do make an effort to my face clean. Kind of. It all really depends on how lazy I'm feeling. I've got plenty of other things to do that are more fun than shaving, and they're definitely more important.

Personality:
I don't really like describing myself. But I'd have to say I'm a pretty easygoing guy, or at least I try to be. People say I'm very laid-back, and I'm kind of happy-go-lucky. I take things in stride and I handle things well. My personality is often compared to a dog, mainly a golden retriever, or any other large dog breeds. But it almost always comes down to golden retriever. I can be lazy and calm when I want to be, but I'm also pretty energetic and athletic. I have to be, because I play just about every sport there is. I play football, or soccer for the Americans, cricket, rugby, which is similar to football, tennis, basketball, polo, badminton, boxing, boating and canoeing, swimming, and I'm also a jockey, because I've got to be good with horses to play polo. I have to say, football is my favorite. I've been playing football since I was five years old, the same age I got the scar. The other sports kind of came along later, with rugby being the second, starting when I was seven years old. I've been swimming and playing basketball since I was nine, and I've been riding horses since I was twelve. I didn't start polo and professional horse racing until this year though, even though my experience with horses is a lot deeper than less than a year. Ever since I moved to America with the Greene family, I've started up American football and baseball. The other sports, I've only had a few years experience with, but I still find them fun to play.
I also have a lot of experience shooting guns, and I often go to a shooting range for target practice to polish up my skills and to just have fun. I'm experienced in all forms of combat, from with a gun, to hand-to-hand, to even fighting with a knife. I've even gotten training with a sword, mainly in fencing with a rapier, but I can still handle myself with an actual, honest-to-goodness sword.
Like I was saying earlier, I'm mostly a relaxed guy, especially when I'm feeling tired or lazy. I'm pretty enthusiastic and friendly when I'm fully awake, though. I'm very loyal, and I always stick up for my friends. Whenever they're feeling down or something, I always try and comfort them, and it normally works. I've been told I'm very persuasive, and I'm also a great listener. And if any of my friends are ever having any trouble with anyone, you can bet the farm that I'll go deal with whoever is giving them a hard time, even if I have to resort to physical to violence. I never like getting in fights, but I'd beat up the entire world if it meant keeping my friends safe.
People say I've got a great sense of humor. It's pretty easy to make me laugh, and I can make other people laugh just as easily as well. A lot of my friends say that I've got an infectious laugh that's just as bright as my smile. People always love to compliment me on my easy, breezy, lighthearted sense of humor. I think sometimes it's just because I do stupid things without meaning to be funny, but sometimes I can really get some people chuckling, and it makes me feel a lot better about myself. I love to make others laugh, and I love to see other people happy, especially if I care about them.
I never really thought of myself as really intelligent, only athletic and a real jock. I got decent marks in school, but those were only average. I pride myself on having a lot of common sense, though, and personally, I value logic and common sense over just book smarts. I know how to handle myself and I know what I'm doing, which is good enough for me.
One of the things I do that challenges my brain is that I love to read. I read all the time, but I'm not really a nerd. I just love a good book. I'm kind of picky about my books though, and I have yet to find a better series than Harry Potter by J.K. Rowling. I also like The Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit, and I've watched all the movies. Percy Jackson is pretty awesome too, and if you think I'm too old for these kinds of books, then you're the old person.
I also love to watch movies, and I might pull an odd movie reference. I've gotten a lot better at holding them in, though, but I apologize if I let one slip occasionally.
I play the drums, and I love to play them. I was in the school jazz band and marching band, and I was probably the best drummer there. I can also play guitar really well, but I'm definitely more into the drums. It'd be fun to have my own band, but I've got bigger plans than just staying in a garage with a band scrounged up by bored teenagers.
I've always wanted to join the military. People say I've got the personality for it, and that I've definitely got the body. I've built up a lot of strength, stamina, and speed from all the sports I play. I also bike a lot, and I take my pet dog for a walk every day. But being physically fit and active isn't the only requirement. I'm pretty stubborn, but I prefer the word determined. Once I get started on something, I don't stop. You could say it's a good quality, but my headstrong attitude towards achievement has gotten me in trouble quite a few times. I don't like backing down. I'm also really brave. Of course, you could call my courage blind stupidity as well, because I tend to charge into things with no caution. However, my logic will usually win over, and I can think things through before jumping. I don't scare easily, and the last time I was scared was when I was little, and it happened. I'll tell you later when I explain my history.
Before I graduated, I was really popular. You could argue I was the most popular guy in the school. All the ladies wanted to date me, and all the guys wanted to be me. I was friends with everybody, and nobody disliked me or hated me. I was pretty much the king of the school, but I didn't go about strutting like a peacock. I was popular because I'm a good guy. Everyone liked me because I'm nice to everybody. I'm not a slave driver or something. I was just a regular guy who happened to play a whole boatload of sports and can play the drums and guitar and I'm really attractive. So yeah, I was just another student. I just somehow rose to the top of the food chain without meaning to. I never really asked to popular. I didn't step on people to struggle my way up an extremely high and impossible ladder. I just kind of... was myself.
A lot of people like my voice. I have a unique accent. It's a hybrid of a British and an Australian accent. I think I mentioned it before. My friends say it sounds velvety and smooth, like creamy melted chocolate. It's an odd simile, but it honestly fits my voice. I guess I just have a velvety, chocolaty smooth voice with an awesome accent.
I tend to blush a lot. If I get nervous or embarrassed, I will definitely blush. I turn so bright red, it just makes me even more embarrassed. Girls think it's cute when I blush, but I hate it. It makes me feel more self-conscious than when I started out.
One thing you should know is that I'm a huge procrastinator. I always tend to leave things at the last minute, mainly because I feel I do better under pressure. I can handle pressure, no sweat. I'm also just really lazy sometimes, especially if it comes to work. I'm very messy, but I find it easier to find things if you have your own kind of system. Of course, my system is pretty much the result of a hurricane that swept through my house, but whatever.
If you haven't noticed by now, you would definitely notice if you ever talked to me. I have ADHD. Attention deficit hyperactive disorder. Apparently it used to be called ADD, without the "hyperactive" in the name, but whatever. I don't really know. Or care. All I know is that it makes me always want to be moving, and that's why I'm so energetic. It's why I talk so much and I'm always so happy. I don't like sitting down. So I don't like going to class. Because they make me sit down and stare at a board for almost an hour. I can't handle that. I take my pills, sure, and yes, my ADHD would be a lot worse without my medication, but I'm still like a puppy on a caffeine high. It's also why I play so many sports, because they help tire me out and calm me down. And I talk a lot because that gives me something to do. And plus I like people and new friends. My happiness is like a fuel to my ADHD. So I'm active, both physically and socially, to try and handle it.
People say I'm really easy to talk to, and that I have a good heart. Overall, I'm laid-back and easygoing, but I'm also energetic and athletic. I'm very fit, and I'm also brave and I have good common sense. I have a lighthearted, great sense of humor that's breezy and contagious. I can definitely take care of myself too, that's for sure.

Style:
I admit it. I'm a guy and I wear skinny jeans. They're not super tight, but they're not super loose. I just don't like sagging my jeans so much my butt hangs out, but I like them to hang off my hips comfortably. So skinny jeans fit those requirements perfectly. I guess I'm kind of a casually preppy dresser. I like dark denim skinny jeans, nothing too bright and colorful - I'll save all the oddly colored pants for the ladies - and T-shirts. I also like flannel shirts, because I think they're soft. Khaki shorts and sports shorts are my kind of thing during the warmer seasons. I mean, I want to look nice, but not so formal like how some people dress. I'm just kind of casual, but I'm still a little bit preppy. It's that kind of style.
I've got these awesome sunglasses that look like hipster shades. Unfortunately, I won't be able to wear them much since it's cold and it's snowing outside. I've never seen anyone wear sunglasses in the winter time, so I'll have to put those away until summer. If I'm going to be wearing a hat, it's going to be a beanie or a baseball cap that's backwards.
In the cold, I like to wear a sweater that my adopted mother made for me. It's navy blue, with red and white decorations. Some people might think there's too much going on in the sweater, but I love it all the same.
I've got these awesome shoes that are bright red. And I mean, eye-blinding, impossible bright, neon red shoes. It's intense. I've also got another pair of sneakers that are jet-black, with silver streaks on the sides. Those two are my favorites. I've got plenty more sneakers, and they're literally the only type of shoes that I wear. No boots, no sandals, nope. Nothing but legit sneakers.

Romance/Exes:
Well, I don't really know how to describe this. I guess I was kind of a player, without meaning to. It's just that everybody wanted to date me in high school, so all the girls would always ask me to go out with them. You know, take them to a movie, go to the dance with them, something like that. And well, a lot of the time it didn't work out because she just wasn't the right girl. I'm not sure I'll ever find the right girl at this rate, because I'm an unintentional player. I just can't say no to people, especially if they're asking me out, because then they get angry, sad, or offended, or all three. And that would just make me feel really bad.
The first real girlfriend I had was in my freshman year. Her name was Alex, and she was really pretty, sweet, and smart. I can still feel her warm touch and smell her freshly shampooed blonde curls. It lasted until our junior year, and I thought it was going really well. Alex was my first actual, legit girlfriend, and she was my last so far. She ended up moving to Africa for the Peace Corps, and I just couldn't do that. She'd be staying there for a while, and she's actually still there right now as a volunteer. We tried long-distance, and we almost beat the odds, but of course, it ended. Long-distance never works, dammit. Now, I wish I had tried to move with her.

Type:
Well, like I said before, I dated a lot of people, and none of my relationships were very serious except for Alex. I didn't mean to be a player, and I really wish, looking back on all those failed, short-term relationships, that I had learned how to say no. It would've saved a lot of people from their broken hearts, and unfortunately, I did break a lot of hearts. It's rather depressing, thinking about it...
Anyways, type, right. I don't really know. If I had to choose a kind of girl for me, she's have to be fun. I want a person who will go out and be social and just be an exciting, fun-loving person. She'd also have to be nice, sweet, and a good person. I wouldn't want to end up being with a nasty, unhappy person. It'd be all right if she's sensitive, too. I don't mind sensitive. I don't mind listening to people, and I like to help others feel better. So if she's sensitive, it would kind of work out for both of us. She should also be friendly, bubbly, and not afraid to have fun and be herself. That's a big thing with me. I want a girl who can be completely herself, her own person, around me. I don't want to control anyone or have her think she has to be a poser in order to win me over. And yes, I'd definitely prefer it if the girl is pretty.

History:
Currently, I live in America. I live with an adopted family with my beautiful and lovely adopted sister. Her name is Cynthia, and she's my best friend, and probably the coolest person you'll ever meet. She's one tough cookie, that's for sure, and is pretty much "one of the guys." Don't let that pretty face fool you. She's tougher than most guys I know, so watch out if you ever meet her.
I used to live in Great Britain with my original blood-family. I lost my family when I was very little. My father was a Navy SEAL and he died serving his country. He's the reason I want to join the army too, and follow in his footsteps. There's just one thing I want to do differently, and that's stay alive. Hopefully, you know, I'll survive the experience. I remember a smiling face that looks a lot like my own, and eyes that changed color like yours truly. I remembered his uniform, and how I saw him the first day he came back from overseas when I was just six years old, wearing that uniform. It had smelled like war, smelled like blood and gunpowder and the ground, but I didn't care. It still smelled like him, just a little, and I had hugged him so tightly I thought I wouldn't ever let go. I noticed that he wasn't smiling. Well, he was, because he was glad to see me, but it didn't reach his eyes. I knew that war had broken him, but that didn't matter to me. I wanted to be just like my father, putting his life on the line and serving his country dutifully and loyally. I don't remember anything else about my father, though, other than his SEAL uniform, and all the shiny badges. I remember he took them off and locked them in a drawer. He had a Purple Heart, and I thought it was just about the coolest thing in the world. But even that went into the drawer. I know that a Purple Heart is a United States medal for the army, but my father had worked with the American military as well as the British one, so he received medals and awards from both countries.
Eventually, my father took them out again, when he had to go back to war. But this time, he didn't come back. I remember the day when his best friend, another Navy SEAL in the army, gave me everything that was left of him. His Purple Heart. I remember crying and sobbing and wailing, pounding the ground with my tiny fists. I remember being seven years old and standing in front of that mirror, putting on the Purple Heart, vowing to be brave like my dad and get a Purple Heart of my own.
My mother went insane after my father died, and she took to alcohol. On a seriously bad night, she dragged us all to the car and drove to who knows where. She had had over twenty bottles of beer, and my mother was a pretty horrible lightweight, so she was in even worse condition than the average drunk person. She was so drunk we barely made it a block before she started speeding above ninety miles an hour. We didn't even make it five blocks before she crashed into a house and killed everyone. Everyone but me.
... I'm sorry. I have to stop. I can't talk about this to anyone. I haven't told anyone this much since Cynthia, my adopted sister.
However, I can tell you about my adoption. Surprisingly, I hadn't received much damage other than a broken arm. Once I was nursed back to health, with a bright red cast and a matching crimson sling and everything, I was put up for adoption almost straightaway. I was sent to a foster home, with a five year old Cynthia Greene and her warm, bustling family. I remember her cousins had been staying with the Greene family to visit for a few days. After they left, I was the only visitor left. The foster child. I made good friends with Cynthia pretty quickly, even though she was two years younger than me. Her parents and Cynthia loved me so much they ended up adopting me before someone else could. And then I became another Greene. We moved to America shortly after they adopted me. I kept my old name, though. Adams was my father's name, not my mother's, so I kept it, in honor of him.

Fun Facts:

• I have a serious, legit case of claustrophobia. I also hate clowns, or coulrophobia. Did you know I also have anatidaephobia? It's the fear that somewhere, a duck is always watching you. Not even kidding a little bit.
• My favorite animal is the dog.
• My favorite number is the number 3.
• I don't like cats, and I'm allergic to them. I'm not allergic to dogs though. Dogs, man. I love them.
• I love SpongeBob Squarepants, The Walking Dead, Psych, and White Collar. I also love the channel USA Network, which is where Psych and White Collar are from.
• My favorite food are grapefruits. My least favorite is broccoli. But I think they look cool, because they're like mini trees. I just don't like the taste.
• I play lots of video games. My favorite are: Skyrim, Assassin's Creed, Halo, Call of Duty, Far Cry, Fallout, The Walking Dead, Age of Empires, and Scribblenauts. Just because.
• My favorite books are Harry Potter, Lord of the Rings, The Hobbit, and Percy Jackson.
• I hate the Twilight series and The Hunger Games.
• My favorite bands are Coldplay, Green Day, Fun., and my all-time favorite would definitely be The Beatles. Hands down, no contest.
• Octopus's Garden is my jam.
• I watch a lot of videos on YouTube. My favorite YouTubers are pewdiepie, ChaoticMonki, and Tobuscus.
• I have a stuffed hippopotamus that farts when you squeeze its stomach. I always have it with me. His name is Bart. I bought him from NCIS's online merchandise store on USA Network's website. He's an ode to my dedication.
• I have a golden statue that is an exact replica of Stephano from Amnesia. It's an ode to pewdiepie.
• I have a SpongeBob SquarePants alarm clock because I just love that yellow sponge and his pink starfish friend.
• I'm Atheist, and I'm a man of science.
• Living in America with the Greenes most of my life changed the way I speak. I've still got my awesome accent that's a hybrid between British and Australian, but I talk like an American. Occasionally, I might slip and pull some British-English vocabulary, but it'll usually be something common that people can understand, like football instead of soccer.
• I am awesome at impersonations and imitations. I am especially good at bird imitations because I can whistle really well. But I'm still good at all impersonations overall. People say I'd make a good actor, but I hate memorizing stuff. I'd rather stick to my impersonations.
• I have ADHD, ADD, whatever you want to call it.

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Name: Kate Kwon
Gender: female
age: 19
DoB: February 3
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History: Kate was born in Mokpo,Korea but moved to Seoul when she was 10. She just moved here two years back, so her english isnt that great. She gets angry when people point out mistakes though, so be careful! Kate has always been a one of a kind girl,she loves to look nice and do girly things, but she is tough right down to the core. She has a passion for singing and has done it eversince she was a little girl. She loves to be on stage anywhere, and is never shy. She likes to speak her own own opinion. Her family has gone through many obstacles and one of them included povert, until a few years ago when she got chosen to go into
the music industry. Now money isnt much of a problem for her anymore, though, she has a tendency to be stingy with things.
Love life: she never dated before in her life. It was never on her list at anypoint in her life. She was always busy with something else before...Though, she were to date, he would nee to be a loving person who lpves music, she guesses. Music is a big part of her life and she hopes to find someone that is right for her in the furture...you never now, maybe she will, maybe she wont

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