Dynamite || Gang || Accepting

[p u p p e h]

Blake:
I look down. I had never been to the club before, and it was a dream of mine to go. A dream to get let loose for a night, and not worry about your gang and leading your gang through the right choices. Right.. I nod, kicking a gun to the side. Sounds very fun. I look up, my eyebrows raising as well. I smile a broad smile and shake my head to get my hair out of my eyes.

[DCartist]

|| ...Full Name... || Nat Parks

||Name|| Nat
||Nickname||"Just call me Nat."
||Gender|| Male
||Age|| 17
||Other||

||Hair Color|| Brownish-blackish shaggy hair
||Eye Color|| Dark brown eyes
||Overall Appearance|| Look at picture.
||Tattoos/Scars/Piercings|| None
||Clothing Style|| Look at picture.
||Other||

||Personality|| Nat's tough- normally keeping to himself, but has a strong leader quality. He asserted himself as the leader, and does his best to keep the Crips together.
||Rank|| Leader
||Gang|| Crips
||Phobias|| Heights
||Diseases|| None
||Likes|| Martial Arts- kicking butt.
||Dislikes|| Heights- tall places
||Theme Song||
||Other||

||Phone|| None
||Car/ Bike||
||Other||


||Best Friend|| Open
||Orientation|| Straight
||Nationality|| Not sure.
||Crush|| Open
||Boyfriend/Girlfriend|| Open
||Spouse|| "Don't have any."
||Other||

||Username|| DCartist
||Your Nickname|| Ummm....DC?
||Anything Else?|| Nope.

(( Changed it. ))

[BalletBabeEmie]

||Amy||

Amy tilted her head to the side and sighed smiling "You wanna come? It's only going to be me" she shrugged "It would be good for you, let your hair loose" she ran her hand through her hair. She loved going to the club and just getting junk, but sometimes members of the Crip would be there so they would have to be ready to fight, but normally everyone would be too drunk to care.

[p u p p e h]

|| Blake ||
I nod my head slowly. Alright.. I guess I finally say, breathing out loudly. I sigh and turn around. I slip a gun off the counter and shove it in my pocket. I turn back to Amy on my heels. What about the gang? I ask, shrugging. Whatever. They will survive. I add quickly, blushing. I run my fingers through my hair quickly.

[DCartist]

(( Was I accepted? Not to be annoying or anything- I'm bored. ))

[BalletBabeEmie]

||Amy||

Amy rolled her eyes "I'm pretty sure the gang can handle them selves for the night" she giggled at him blushing and and rolled her eyes she fixed his hair "Sorry it was annoying me" she smirked and sat back down on the couch and turned on the tv she sighed as Amaricas next top model came on. She remembered being on that show but she pulled out because the gang needed her.

(well have you done the things I asked you to do?)

[BalletBabeEmie]

((Yeaah you are accepted, I'll add you to the list when I come back from dancing bye!))

[p u p p e h]

|| Blake ||
Are we leaving or not? I ask slowly as I watch her sit down. I raise my eyes and chuckle at the sight of models. I hated models. Ergg models? I roll my eyes. I cover my eyes with my hand, shaking head.

[DCartist]

(( Can I jump in anywhere? ))

[BalletBabeEmie]

||Amy||

Amy rolled her eyes "Oi I'm a model" she growled and watched as someone won "That could have been me..." she sighed and stood up. She flicked her hair a bit and ran her hands through the brown mess "Alright I'm ready. Let's go" she smiled and got her keys. She walked outside and got in the car, she picked up a hand pistol from the glove box and handed it to Blake "You may need this... You never know" she shrugged getting out a knife and strapping it to her leg.