Your Love is My Drug! (New and Accepting,need 2 guys!)

[ĸαrмα]

(No, sorry! Hopefully more people will join, though! c: )

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Full Name {{: Ellie Resne Arletto is my name.
Nickname{s} {{:Ellie seems short enough, doesn't it? But if you can come up with one, feel free to use it, as long as it's not 'Shorty' or 'stinky' or something like that.
Age {{: I'm a new 17 year old.
Gender {{: If you couldn't tell, I'm feminine.
Family {{: Mom, {Susan} Dad, {Dallas}, Two Shiba Inu's named Kyren and Kamira, and a 7 year old brother {Austin}.







Haircolour {{: It is what most people would call 'Ombre', Brown with Blonde tips.
Eyecolour {{: blue eyes with green-ish flecks, nothing too extraordinaire.
Hobbies {{: Painting, Singing, hiking, Computer games, climbing, and colouring hair
Body Modifications >> I have a quote on my lower back that reads "Everything will be okay in the end, if it's not okay, it's not the end.' I also have a scar on my right arm from where I fell and stabbed my arm on a large log in the woods.







History {{: I'm not too old, so really, there hasn't been much. But what has happened, I will tell you. I grew up in California, where I met most of my friends. I stayed from pre'k until the sixth grade, whereas my family planned to move somewhere new-to where I am right now. Resentful as I was, I of course had to go along with the move. I lost most of my childhood behind, my friends, most of my stuff that had been forgotten in the shed, it was sickening to leave so many memories behind. I refused to go outside for days. I usually played on the computer, ate, slept, that was my whole daily routine. {During the summer, anyways.} But when school rolled around, I was forced into the outside, and encouraged to make friends. The first day was the worst. Slipped and fell, dropped my tray in lunch, but I adjusted quickly. I made new friends, and slowly, gradually broke out of my shell. Not saying I am not shy, but I enjoy being here, now. If anything, I'm glad I transferred. In the eight grade, I joined an exchange program. For the summer, I spent my time in A whole new continent. I met a girl there, her name was Desirae. We were the best of friends, so it really sucked when I came back home. We still penpal, however I do wish I could see her. Other than those few happenings, nothing interesting has really happened in my life. All of the interesting things have yet to come.
Personality/Disposition {{: I'm definitely shy. I have troubles easily getting out of my bubble. I usually evade others, until I build enough courage to talk to someone. Don't take it personally, just don't expect me to be the social butterfly. I get good grades, and choose friends wisely. I may take onto peer-pressure, but it's usually just something like "I stole a pencil, you should too." kind of thing, not "I shot someone. It was fun and I swear you should give it a try." No. I'm not that kind of person. If I were to fall for a guy, I guess sometimes I would probably press on, but nothing too extreme. some may call me nice, and when you get to know me, You could probably even consider me funny. But that's really up to you.






Crush {{: I don't have a crush on any boy. At least not right now.
Relationship Status {{: Single. No crush means no boyfriend.
Sexual Orientation {{: I'm straight.

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Form © Apocuette
Photos © Their rightful owners
Do not replicate this in any way.

Codeword {{: :3.
I will be making a boy later on

[sonya;]

(Accepted!!)

[Gvvdgrief]

{Thanks c:}

[sonya;]

(No problem, we can start! Ok, remember you are just coming hom from school. Your parents are out, you go inside then remember that you have to get the mail and go outside, it was for you ok, and GO)

[ĸαrмα]

(I decided to make a guy. Is that okay?)

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Name;; Sylver Maddocks.
Nickname;; Syl.
Age;; 18.
Gender;; Male.
Crush;; None.
Girlfriend;; None.
Sexuality;; Hetero/Straight.
Family;; Aunt and Niece.
Personality;; Outgoing, jokester, friendly.
Hobbies;; Flirting, writing songs, singing.

"My name is Sylver Keith Maddocks.. Call me Syl." He says, grinning at you.

"Well, I'm eighteen." He smiles, his eyes welcoming. "Yup, I'm legal. Are you?" He jokes, leaning in closer.

"I'm a guy. Not that there's anything wrong with you ladies. You all are fantastic." He winks at you, a smirk on his face.

"My family is my Auntie and Niece." His face goes soft while mentioning them.

"Oh, I'm as free as a bird." He winks again, crossing his legs.

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"Well, my father left a long time ago. My mom dropped me off at the foster care agency. I've been in about five different homes. Finally, my aunt, Hera, came in, said she finally found me, and dragged me out. I live with her and my niece, Luna." He says, leaning back in the chair.

"No, not yet. Soon, though." He says, twisting the guitar pick he has in his hands.

"What, you mean enemies?" He asks, then laughs. "No, never! I never make enemies."

"Shh, it's a secret. I have special powers. I'm secretly...an alien!" He guffaws, then shakes his head. "I'm a human." He says humorously.

"To be honest, I'm a world-class jokester. I hate anything serious, except my music." He says, his head bowed. "I flirt a lot, but only because I'm afraid of getting hurt..." He says, his voice going softer. "Just kidding!" He says, laughing. "I love to have friends. And girls. But when I get a girl, I'm...usually loyal. Well, sometimes." He grins, shrugging.

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"This is my fabulous room! Want to stay awhile?"
:3

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Riot Simplicity Cloud. Her mum thought that she wanted her daughter to have weird name. She was going to be named Simplicity as her first name, but everyone commented how she would be so 'Simple'. She changed it to something else and moved Simplicity to her middle name. She had heard the name Riot one night her husband was at a bar and saw a poster with the word Riot on it and fell in love with it. And that's how Riot Simplicity Cloud was named.

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She honestly doesn't like any of the named people caller her. She goes by Simple. She get's called that because she is bullied. She hates it all. She just likes being called Riot.

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Well, Riot has always been a girl since she can remember. Before she was born her heart was abnormal so before they could determine the sex ultrasound, they tried with a heartbeat ultrasound to get earlier results. High heartbeats are for girls and low heart beats are for boys. But hers was low so her mum thought she was a boy till the real ultrasound. But Riot is definitely a girl.

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She is currently 17. Her birthday is June 17th..

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AdventurousShe is an adventerous person. She likes to try anything new. No matter what it comes to. If you offer her something, She'll try it without hesitation.

Protective. She is such an over protective person. Although her parents abuse her, she stands up for them. And when she used to have friends she used to be protective of them too.

Independent. She likes doing things on her own. She doesn't like group or crowd activities. She doesn't do partner work or team events. She refuses because she is in an independent mind-set..

Depressing/But Positive. She may be a depressing person, but she really does know how to cheer a person up and knows how to just be there for someone. She tries to make it a mission to make you smile at least 100 times a day. Whenever she get's a new friend she does that.

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When Riot was born her dad was pushed out of the picture, without choice. He wanted his little girl so bad. And right off the bat her mother married a new man. Who became her step-father. He instantly was abusive not only to Riot, but to her mother as well. He was an acoholic, also a drug-addict. He got Riots mother into it too. And when Riot was about 6 and the teachers stated noticing her bruises and called her parents, she was taken out of school and they moved. Riot was a pretty young girl and made friends easily. She could go from the new girl to the higher popular girls. But when was about 10. The cops were getting called a lot because of the concerned neighbors. Not only was Casper being abused by her step-father, she was now being abused by her mother.
Eventually she gained contact with her real father who lived alone and had a steady job. But she still had to visit her step-father and mother on the weekends. Her father never knew and still doesn't know about the abuse. She still gets abused severely when she goes over to her mothers house.
When Riot turned 13, she started Self-harming. She is forced to wear clothes to cover the bruises, cuts, scars. To cover everything. She lost all of her friends once she hit highschool. She still to this day doesn't have friends. And on Riots 16th birthday, She stopped visiting her mothers. Her father moved her to a new state. Her father tried to take her to couseling because he finally found out, but the damage was already done and she kept at self-harming. He couldn't put his daughter in a mental place. That would only make it worse on her.
Instead, he bought her, her own car, and for her 17th birthday. Since she had always wanted one, he bought her a kitten, who she named Rebel.

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• winning arguments

• being alone

• night time

• darkness

• photography

• dancing

• eating

• piercings

• drawing

• tattooes

• music

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• arguments

• senseless fighting

• heights

• being alone

• water/swimming/drinking

• cussing

• hypocrites

• being noticed

• being abused

• betrayal

• repetitive noises

• name calling

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• Insomnia

• Chronic Depression

• OCD

• ADD

• Anxiety

• Speech Impediment (Can't say her R's correctly.)

• Anorexia

• Night Tremors

• Bi-Polar

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Riot doesn't have many strengths. She's always been pinned as a weak person. But she can dance really well and she can sing. She loves playing her bass, but those are something she does on her own time. She enjoys drawing, but that's what she does that everyone else can see her doing that she doesnt hide.

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She believes she is a weak person. Pretty much everything is her weakness..

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She is scared of pretty much everything. She is deathly afraid of swimming and drinking water only because she has dreams of drowning. She is scared of getting too attached to things that will never last, and she is crazy of going insane. She is also scared of being alone and abandoned and that she'll have to go bad to her moms.

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She never get's noticed so she never watches or sees anyone at school. So she doesn't have a crush yet.

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She has a nice sea blue eye color. Her hair is brown and it reaches to her rib cage. She has a flat stomach, and she doesn't even work out. She naturally has a thigh gap. Her hips poke out alot. And you can see her rib cage. Along with her collar bones which makes her look so frail. She eats all the time but never gains more than 5 pounds. She never exercises. She has 4 tattoos. The first is an anchor. Its on her right wrist. She also has another tattoo that is on the back of her neck that says Ohana. She has another tattoo, its a Dream catcher on her left rib cage. Her last tattoo is on her ear, its music notes and as you can see she has her tragus peirced. on her right ear with the tattoo. She has her hips pierced. Along with her belly button is pierced. Her last piercing is her Industrial. She has scars and fresh cuts on her thighs, hips, shoulders, arms, and wrists. Her body is lightly but nicely tanned from her ethnic ancestry.

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IPhone 6

⇒Ｐhone Ｃases;
Nebula 1
Nebula 2
Anchor 1
Anchor 2
Dreamcatcher

⇒Ｃar;
Ford Truck

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My parents loved the name Casper because they were going to teach me to be nice like Casper the friendly ghost which I think is retarded. And alsomy parents favorite alcoholic drink is called the Kamikaze so they put that in there. My name is just a jumble of weird names.

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I like me called Kami, short for Kamikaze. I don't really care what you call me though.

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Well, I know I look really girly, but I'm not. I'm a dude. Definitely a dude.

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I'm 17. My birthday is September 28th.

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I was born in Adalaide, Australia and lived there till I was twelve. I never had a speech problem just a big accent. I was always a big fan of being an only child because I was a loner and that took a bg part in my personality and life. I had an attitude then too because I was spoiled. When I moved here I lived my school days out being home schooled till four years ago when my mom had my sister I decided to go to public school. But shortly three months after my sister was born we found out that my sister was diagnosed with brain cancer. it was treatable but it was where she would have it the rest of her life.
When she was four years old she finally had started surgery. After the thrid time she started getting really sick. But before that me and her were so close. I was her best friend. We did everything together. That's where my protective and sensative trait came in. When she did start getting sick we stopped. Then when her 5th surgery came I gave her a big hug and a kiss on the forehead. The doctor said she probably wouldn't make it this time but my mom insisted on her getting the surgery. They hugged her and little Belle went into surgery. Three hours later the nurses and doctors preforming the surgery came out. They had faces of great grief. They came to give us the news my sister had passed away.
I felt so angry my mom and dad cried. I got up and pushed the chair from behind me in the the wall about four feet and it mad a boom. I had fists and tears blurred my vision. I walked towards the door and walked through it. That is where my quick anger trait came in. I headed straight for the following 24 mile walk home was. I started jogging. I turned a short-cut and it was like a forested road. So much andger built up all at once and I squated and gripped hanfuls of my hair and put my face towards the ground. I rocked back and forth. Tears fell down my cheeks onto the other dry thirsted payvment. I was biting ym lip till their was blood too. I stood up and sprinted. I finally got 17 miles to I stoped feeling dizzy and stood there. It started poring down rain. I couldn't see a thing and I passed out.
I woke up in my bedroom on the floor, damp, and confused. I sat up and notice my white carpet had a big red blood stain. I guess what had happened was that I woke up and got into a fight because i had bruises, cuts, a black eye, and a fat lip. I was beat up. It was two in the afternoon. I sat there and started writing. A few weeks later happened and I went back to home schooling online. I locked my sisters room and hid the keey on a white gold chain I had around my neck tucked in my shirt. I got depression. Later started drinking. I stopped after I got food poisening. I moved out and my parent moved back to Adalaide, Australia. I took my sisters stuff with me and out it in an extra room. That way when I have a daughter she can experience what my sister had. I stopeed having depression after I started with the depression pills. I got a job at a coffee shop and then quit that shortly after getting it. Now I mostly stay home and skip school.

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• Football

• Surfing

• Running

• Sports

• Music

• Reading

• Parties

• Video Games

• Kids

• Goofing Off

• Modeling

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• Being Yelled At

• Being Lazy

• Annoying People

• Gangsters

• Hipsters

• Useless Drama

• Haters

• Stereo Types

• Bullies

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Sprots are his strength and helping people, he had a tough pat losing his sister but everything is alright now.

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He's not a weak person, he just has trouble coping with losing people that he is close to.

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He has a fear of lettign his nightmares getting to him and that when the time comes in his life that he will never get to see his sister again.

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He had a crush on a girl named Gracey once, but she moved to Ohio and they never kept contact. He's seen a few girls that he liked but he stopped going to school so often so he lost interest.

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He has pretty light colored eyes. The brightness of them or the color density changes on his mood. Its always the same color. Just never the constant shade. He has a frail thin body. He's pretty short.

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IPhone 6

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Bring Me The Horizon
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Sleeping With Sirens

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Camero


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I read the rules: :3

[Promiscuous.]

Walking home from the educational building, School, Vivia was only a few miles from her house. as she huddled her shoulders, rather cold from the seasonal breeze encasing her slim body. Watching the aligned vehicles driving on the roads, hearing them blare their horns at the slow pedestrians. Why the rush? Vivia thought silently, yet with annoyance. she hated how some people were generous, but others were always pushing you off the road. it didnt make things right. As Vivia huffed, she would continue walking, while undoing her prolonging, dyed locks that formed a long ponytail, and forming it into a tighter kind. while it dangled around her shoulders.

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Ellie Resne Arletto {{:

The large yellow bus came to an abrupt stop. Ellie sighed and slid off of the seat, her backpack hanging from the crook of her arm as she pushed through the excited kids. It didn't matter how old they were, they would always be childish. She waved goodbye to the driver and climbed down the steps, jumping on the last one. Ellie pushed her ombre hair to one side, pushing back the bangs that swung in front of her face. She hastily unlocked the door and slid inside to find her two dogs yipping and squealing at her feet. Ellie giggled, patted their heads and lay her backpack on the chair nearest to her. Her parents were gone, and there was a note on the table. Of course she would forget. Ellie grumbled and pushed open the front door, walking down the rather long driveway to the mailbox. She opened it and found a letter, as well as a magazine. The letter was addressed to her, which made her slightly confused. Who would write to her?

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Casidy
She stood beside her freind at the place nobody knew were except her and him. Her hands were held together in a firm clasp as she waited. She wanted to stay their until their guests arived. Her blood boiled at the thought of so many people but somehow she knew all of these people were going to be good, she only hopped. The letters had been mailed out and she was growing hasty. She wished it was midnight now.