Country teen rp (ACCEPTING)

[Bulldog22]

Emily nodded. She quickly cleaned everything up. Then she wandered into the bedroom. "Hi." She said softly before sitting down on the bed next to him,

[randoms]

"I am so full I'm starting to feel pregnant" Travis laughed rolling over looking at her

[Bulldog22]

Emily laughed softly and rolled her eyes. "Hey...you have no Idea what it's like to be pregnant."she said softly.

[vaska]

Alex "oh my friend Ambers house. You two might get along...if you want you could come with me."

Kenzie nods "Sure! Does she have this large and very pretty looking house?" she asking thinking she might know her.

[Winchester wife]

Name: Ronny Mitchell. Pleasure. -tips hat-

Personality: Redneck, first and foremost. I'm not a jerk, though, I swear. I'm actually a really nice guy. I work on a farm, mostly taking care of the animals. What's my favorite animal, you ask? Well, I'm not really sure. I love animals. They're so much easier to talk to than people. They don't judge you for your words, or even your actions. They see who you really are and love you for it. Take my horse Whiskey for example. She's a gorgeous Appaloosa philly, black with whit spots on her flanks and back legs and a white star on her forehead. I broke her myself. Found her as a little orphaned colt, her mama had died from birthing complications. She didn't wanna take a bottle from nobody. Everyone who tried, she refused. I hated to see her starve herself, so I sat out in the barn all night until she finally caved and sucked the bottle down in about 30 seconds flat. Couldn't detach her from my side after that. Guess she started to see me as mama. Kind of weird if you think about it, y'know, 'cause I've got a... Never mind. Anyways, I love fun, anything fun. Mudding, bonfires, parties, girls, you name it, I'm there. As long as Whiskey permits, of course. As you've probably figured out by now, I'm a pretty sarcastic guy. I like to make snide comments and I say a lot of things that would get me in trouble if I wasn't so charming. -winks-

Looks: Well, my hair's black, short, and straight. I'm tall at 6'4, and wiry. My eyes are blue and I've got freckles. Which, I've been told, are adorable.

Age: I'm 18. Almost out of high school.

Accent: My accent's really southern. I don't usually put g's at the end of words, my e's are real bright and my i's sound more like ah's. You're judging me, aren't you? Judger...

History: Well, I don't wanna bore you with my tragic tale, but since you insist. My parents both died two years ago while I was out with some buddies. Someone came and broke in, desperate for money. They killed my parents when they tried to stop them. I still blame myself. There were two other ways that night could have gone. I could have stopped them, or I could have died with my parents like a good son. I won't ever forgive myself. I refuse to. Whiskey was my therapy. I stopped cutting when I started taking care of her. She needed me. I guess I kind of took over the parent roll when mine died. Is that sick or what?

Scars: I said I used to cut, so there are those in the inside of my left wrist, plus a bunch of others in random places. I do work on a farm, after all.

Piercings: Actually, no. Sorry.

Tattoos: No. Not yet, anyway. I've got an appointment to go get one soon. Wanna tag along?

Specials jewelry/heirlooms: Yeah, actually, I do have some of those. I have my parents wedding rings on a silver chain around my neck. I felt like some part of them deserved to be there for the rest of my life, so there they are.

Pets: Whiskey.

Likes: Too long of a list

Dislikes: Idiots, boring people. That just about does it.

Sexuality: I just happen to be straight. Sorry, guys.

Crush: Impress me, ladies.

Girlfriend: Not yet. Will it be you?

Married to: Woah, slow down there, slick.

Kids: WHAT? NO!!!

Other: Yeah. No kids yet. Just in case that wasn't covered.

[Bulldog22]

Emily laughed softly and rolled her eyes. "Hey...you have no Idea what it's like to be pregnant."she said softly.

[randoms]

(accepted)
"well...yeah I don't know" he chuckled kissing her cheek then looking up at the door seeing Maggie "hey what are you doing out of bed?"

"my legs are in pain...do we have any medicine or something to stop it?" Maggie was standing there

[Bulldog22]

Emily glanced up and ran into the bathroom. She rifled through the cabinets and found pain medicine."will this work?" She asked softly before handing the bottle to Maggie,

[randoms]

Travis watched Emily "becareful hon we don't want you falling"

Maggie took the medicine "yeah this'll do"

[Bulldog22]

Emily nodded."ok. I hope you feel better. " she said softly before walking back over to Travis. "I know. I will be more careful next time." Added Emily sweetly.