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[aberdeen]

{{yeah, and whatever I find it hard to roleplay more than one character at a time too. But it's probally just because I'm lazy. xD }}

[liz-]

Elizabeth
"Blackbird singing in the dead of night,
Take these broken wings and learn to fly.
All your life,
You were only waiting for this moment to arise."

Elizabeth smiled to herself. She looked up, at the guy as he walked away from her. Another one. She was quiet and shy, but she totally wasn't stupid enough to fall in love with somebody she barely knew. He was only a friend. "Bye" She said. She was sure he didn't heard. "Just other guy who tried to play" Liz said to herself. Guys, guys, guys, who understands them? She got up, still holding her bag. That hair fell to her eyes again. She looked at it and blew up.

She walked around for a while. "Why that stipid bell don't ring?" Effy asked herself. She really wanted to give up on that first day of school and walk back home. After a while, she leaned against her locker, again. She wasn't really caring of how she was looking like.

[smoothiemaster772]

{Alrighty! Thank you so much^^}

" Im fighting for this girl, on the battlefeild of love
Got me lookin` like baby cupid, sending arrows from above.
Dont you ever leave the sight of me, Indefinitly, Not Probley
ANd honestly,Im down like the economy! "

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"Never hold back, Never Hesitate,
always go for it all, and sometimes, just be a dumbass
and do something stupid, learn from your mistakes and dont waste a second."

RyanツMeadeツDemmons
♂/17/♥/Oct. 31st 1994

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Ryan walked into the school he had been all his life. Everything seemed so plain and old. Well almost everything. Each year he knew for a fact that the freshman made their own cliques the first day, and somethimes even the first week! his eyes caught a group of girls who dressed as sluts. popular freshman girls. Deffidantly. he allowed his eyes to wander to a group of guys, their clothes consisted of black jeans or skinny jeans, along with a band shirt. rebles, emo or scenes... and almost just like that he mummbled out some very soft words. "Isnt there a rule that your jeans cant be tighter than your girl-friends?" Ryan knew it was mean, and he felt himself growing ashamed of saying it, even though nobody heard him. Ryan picked up his pace, ignoring the freshman kids and cut through the cafetiria to the sophmores and jouniors. Not much had changed with the cliques here, but that didnt stop him from walking through the halls with his skateboard at his side. Yes, you guessed his clique! Ryans label here was a skater kid.

Ryan strode through the halls, a medium colored blue and black striped shirt clung to his body. He wore with that with his light gray hoodie and his dark denim blue pants. Which were worn and had a few small hole in them here and there. His shoes were a DC brand, which consisted of the colors, blue,, black, purple, green, and orange. Ontop of all that a black and white hat help fast to his head, though alowed room for his hair to swish when he wanted it to. His belt was had zombies all over it and a silver stud about every inch. In his ears were very small gages that barley made a hole through the cartalige. They were about the size that a ciggarett would be able to slid through with a little bit of difficulty. As well as his earbuds, which happened to be the shapes of eggs on the left bud and bacon on the right.

Ryan reached his same old locker as last year and the year before that. Turning the combination the usual way he always did. 18, 42, 22 He pulled up on the small handle and lifted the door open, his eyes peered inside and with a smile, Ryan slid his notebooks into the top shelf and his books lay on the bottom. Pencils and pens lined the metle by the notebooks and his lunch card was in his pocket with a purple-ish blue lanerd attatched to it. Ryan put his skateboard inside the locker and got his stuff for first hour. Mentally, Ryan went over his schedual. Geomatry 2, science, French, Art, History/Lunch, Free hour, and English. It was a fairly easy thing to remember..At least for him it was. Ryan dared a glance at the clock. Sighing withr relief when he saw he still had about fiffteen minutes left before classes started. Casually his shut his locker door, and went on search for a friendly face to talk to.

"Fer Sure Mabye, Fer Sure Not, Fer Sure Eh? Fer Sure Bomb!

[Tossing Spades]

|Name|
Goes by Curse
|Theme Song|
>>In One Ear - Cage The Elephant<<
|Age|
17
|Gender|
Female
|Sexuality|
Straight
|Personality|
A bit of a trouble maker, Curse loves the wild side of things. She's not much of a sociable girl and is impossibly stubborn with a twist of sarcasm and wittiness. Curse is loud, bold, proud, rough, a dare devil, and loves to have fun - her way. Her fun side is a different side of fun, creative and bright, and edgy. Some may call her a rebel, rebellious, and a party girl; more of a party crasher, but she's all of those things and so much more. Despite the bold part that seemed to drive people away, she's actually fun to spend time with when time is taken to get to know her. Her rude side is ruthless and dark when angered or irritated, but that little filter that stops the things you shouldn't say or do in her head is rarely used. Her usual clothing is her favorite leather black jacket and a bright tank top or t-shirt, with jeans. Some may think she smokes, or drinks, which is actually untrue.
|Likes|
Her motorcycle that she rides instead of driving a car, and having fun. Making bold statements and surprisingly good grades. Loves rock music, almost any kind of music but mostly rock. Animals and causing trouble, anything that makes her feel free and wild. Trying new things is also a plus.
|Dislikes|
Preps and people who jump right to conclusions. People who take things seriously, especially life.
|Stereotype|
Rebel, bad girl that sort of thing.
|Crush|
No one yet
|Other|
She has a tattoo on her lower back of two pistols back-to-back making the form of a butterfly.

[grim.]

(Sorry, this post is so random. I was just super bored and typed whatever came to mind. Working on a post for Michael, I'll get it up shortly.)

"There's a point we pass from which we can't return.
I felt the cold rain of the coming storm.
All because of you, I haven't slept in so long.
When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean,
Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down,
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out."
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"All because of you, I believe in angels.
Not the kind with wings,
No, not the kind with halos,
The kind that bring you home,
When home becomes a strange place.
I'll follow your voice, all you have to do is shout it out."

Ƨнαʏ Ω Ĵσɛℓ Ω Ƨκʏɛ
♂/17/Single/No Crush/Sept. 11th 1994

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I really didn't know what to say anymore. I was feeling kind of awkward, usually I was just a wild, childish, social butterfly, but for some reason today was just different. Maybe it was because I was still a little high, maybe it was because I only slept for two hours, or maybe I just didn't know what to say without looking like a complete retard to this guy. Yes, I'm a childish person, and I always, always say things that I end up regreting later on, or doing things. Like punching cops, or cheating on my girlfriend. Well... I wasn't cheating not really. I was just friends with a girl, and said girl liked me and I didn't know, well I did, but I didn't like her that way. Anyways my girlfriend walked in on one of those weird it's-not-what-it-looks-like moments. We were playfighting, and the girl -Jade- Must've heard my girl coming because seconds before my girl walked in the room Jade started to kiss me, she had me pinned on the floor so I couldn't do anything, and I didn't want to punch her. I'd tried to explain to my girl, but well, she didn't believe me. It didn't really matter though because I moved to the United States a few weeks later anyways, that and she had a new boyfriend by the end of the week anyways.
I tore my gaze away from Chris. I'd zone out, gotten lost in my own thoughts. I must've been creeping him out because I'd been staring at him for the last five minutes, staring but not seeing anything. I gave him an apologetic look. My music was still playing through my headphones, and I nodded my head to the familiar beat. The Good Left Undone by Rise Against. One of my favorite songs(and themesong). I started singing along with it, and that earned me more than a few glances. Some impressed, some curious, some loathing, and some just outright full of hate and contempt. So I could sing, and suddenly people hated me? I rolled my eyes but kept singing, not loudly, just loud enough for the people around me to hear it.
I turned back to Chris and that awkward feeling returned. "So... uh Chris, what kind of music do you like?" Another random conversation starter.

"Ѧusic Ғeeds Ѧy Ƨoul."

[Time.Child]

<3 Kathryn Rose LaPoint <3

Kate always put off closing her locker until the very last minute. She wanted to look like she busy... or something. She knew it was really because she didn't want to look lonely. The girl tightened her ponytail, and glanced down at her outfit a second time. She knew she looked too preppy, and it partly sickened her. But, her parents would be glad to have at least one "normal" child. And that was her. It wasn't that she liked to be a goody-two-shoes or stay home on Saturday night's. But, she felt like it was her job, to be the good one. Her brothers had never been the type to make their parents proud. She didn't know what they did now... they were much older than her. She thought Kody might have been arrested at some point... she didn't know. They were kind of famous in the trouble making world. No one would believe they were related to her, quiet little goody-goody Kate. She glared at the pink notebook, with the little hearts. She would have picked something more bright in color... a better pattern... maybe just plain black. But no, pink it was.

[ghost;]

[[Just information in advance... I most likely won't be able to post today. I will try my best to get something in, but if not, I will be back on Friday.]]]

[aberdeen]

{{^^accepted
Thanks for the heads up TrippZter.}}

[Idiocy]

{{| Would it be alright if I made another character ? c: I'd like to make a girl, usually I have a guy and a girl character. Sorry if it's weird to ask but I feel like rude just like making one, heh ^-^'|}}

[aberdeen]

{{Yeah go ahead. After you make her I might finally update the character list. gawd i'm so lazy. X_X }}