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[kellyc]

ｌｉｓａ ｓｔｒｉｋｅ

ｌｉｓａ ↔ ｆｅｍａｌｅ ↔ ｓｉｎｇｌｅ ↔ ａｒｔｉｓｔ ↔ ｘ

Home.
Lisa was home, at last. It still shocked her, even after a couple of weeks, that she could call this place home. It was such a foreign word, part of a world that she never knew. She never thought that she had a home, but now she did.
Mind you, it wasn't the most beautiful flat in the world. The shaker-beige paint flaked off of the cinder block walls, the linoleum floor peeling in parts. Her framed paintings sat lopsided on the walls, her vinyl mattress and unfinished bed-frame completing the cheap look. It didn't matter to her, though. She saw potential, she saw peace, and most of all; she saw herself in those thin walls. They shook, and with a hard shove, they could be broken, but they were there; they were doing their job.
Well, she was probably acting overly dramatic again, something she's tended to do for the last few days. This was all so new for her. The bustling city around her made her smile with glee, even when she was alone and peering through the scratched glass from her home. She had yet to meet anyone of importance to her yet, and had made no friends through the streets of the city. All she had really done was go out and grab a coffee, shyly looking down and mumbling a 'thank you' before leaving. She knew that she had to try to make friends in this new world, but fear held her in place when she tried to walk up to someone. Sighing, she stood up from the pinstriped couch in her flat, and made her way down the five flights of stairs to the 'lobby', walking out into the loud streets of Brooklyn. Today, she would meet someone; she was sure of it. Mostly.

[kopus]

[ yeah, genders are a little uneven. Five girls and three guys. Anyway, I'll try to post soon c:

[kellyc]

[ i'm making another guy right now, to try and even out genders ]

[StalkerLlama]

»Karson«
»20«
»Female«
»The Coffee Shop«
»Working«
»With No One«
»Happy«
»Crush = No One«
»Single«

Karson had already finished unpacking her stuff into her apartment, which was surprising considering she had been extremely busy the last little while trying to find a job, buying small things that she needed and fixing some things around her apartment that needed touch ups. Sadly her day off wasn't until tomorrow so she still had to work today but luckily at her job she is able to be around people, which is an advantage since she hasn't really made any new friends here, yet she hopes to. Even though Karson works at a coffee shop she still gets to play her music and sing, since her boss sometimes let's her perform. When Karson plays music it's like she's a different person because music is a way she expresses herself and stops her from thinking about her past.
Karson grabbed her backpack as she stuffed all the things she needed in it, quickly put on her shoes and ran out the door of her apartment, locking the door after herself. She slowed down to a walking pace once she reached the side walk outside her apartment, making her way to the coffee shop just down the road from her apartment, where she was currently working. When she arrived, Karson slipped on her apron, quickly tied her hair back, washed her hands and moved over to stand in front of the till.

[grizzly.]

Kᴀɪᴛʟɪɴ "Kᴀᴛᴇ"

Nᴀᴍᴇ: Kaitlin "Kate" Jo Hutchinson
Aɢᴇ: Seventeen
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
Cʀᴜsʜ: None
Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single

Kaitlin sat on the edge of her bed, her eyes heavy with sleep, as she had stayed awake the entire night, clutching onto her stomach, staring at her guitar in the corner of the appartment, her phone on one side of her, and a piece of paper with some words scribled on it, that looked like lyrics. Kaitlin felt alone, she had run away from he uncle's house, and had no one to lean on for comfort, or support.
"What am I suppose to do..." Kaitlin asked herself with a sigh. Picking up her phone she scrolled through her contacts, not finding a person to text or call. That is she stopped scrolling through her contacts when she came across her most recent ex boyfriend and felt tears well up and her throat swell. Clearing her throat quickly and blinking away the tears she stood up, got some light blue skinny jeans and a plain white t-shirt. Grabbing her phone and keys she left her room, and then the building all together, and just walked down the sidewalks.

((Kelly, on page 2 I made a guy.))

[honeybug]

ＪＥＲＯＭＥ× ＭＩＬＬＳ

Jerome groans as the light tickles his face, forcing him to open his eyes.
"Curtains," he mutters. "I need curtains."
He gets up off his old springy mattress, carelessly dumped in the corner of his new bedroom, and his back hurts from sleeping on the floor again so he reminds himself to buy a nicer mattress and a fancy bedframe later. Or tomorrow. Sometime. He was terrible at getting things done.
The state of his apartment attested to that.
It's been five days since he'd moved in, and he's done little to make the place tidier or more homely. It was still cluttered and dusty but this was what he'd asked for. He'd asked his parents to pay for a middle-class unfurnished apartment for a few months and to leave the rest to him, because that was growing up, right? At least, that's what people had always made it out to be.
The cheque tacked to his wall reminds him that he even though he was free to do as he liked now, he wasn't free of his parents' benevolences yet. It was signed to him for a couple thousand - enough for him to eat and pay rent for a few more months if he hadn't landed a job by the end of his generous two-month grace period.

Since he'd arrived, Jerome had dreaded leaving the apartment because he has no idea where to go, but he decides it's time to cash in the cheque and find a job and buy furniture and do all manner of adult things because that's what he was now.
So really, when he goes down to the lobby of the building and sees the pretty girl about to leave, it's so reminiscent of young teenager him (not a-levels teenager, it was more like gcse age) to approach her, that after he speaks he feels immediately embarrassed.
"Hey!" he says. "Hey - could you help me find my way around?"
After all, he thinks, Marie never let me become a 'suffer-in-silence' sort of guy. I was bound to ask for directions anyway.

{ hellooo everybody!

[grizzly.]

Kᴀɪᴛʟɪɴ "Kᴀᴛᴇ"

Nᴀᴍᴇ: Kaitlin "Kate" Jo Hutchinson
Aɢᴇ: Seventeen
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: Female
Cʀᴜsʜ: None
Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘ Sᴛᴀᴛᴜs: Single

Kaitlin continued to walk down the sidewalk, her purse slung over her shoulder, her shoes making a light sound as she hit the ground. The seventeen-year-old fought the temptation to cup her free hand around her stomach and made a b-line across the street to a cafe, so she could get a coffee to go. She knew she didn't have to get to the resturant to start her shift at the little diner down the road until around noon, for the lunch shift. Entering the cafe she waited in line for maybe five minutes before she was able to place her order of a carmel latte with a double shot of espresso. As she waited for her coffee, she pulled out her phone to check the time before recieving her drink and paying for her drink before leaving the cafe. Continuing to wander down the sidewalk she drew out a long sigh, she was seventeen, didn't have a friend in New York City, but tried to hold her head up high, but found it difficult to do so.

[ohtheyregone]

[;w; I'm hoping you're still accepting forms, so here we go.]

Name >>
Charlotte Dover
NickName >>
She prefers none, but allows "Char" on the occasion.
Age >>
Nineteen
Gender >>
Female
Sexuality>>
Straight
Crush>>
None, she's just moved here, jeez!



Personality >>
Charlotte is a bit on the brash side of things; she refuses to beat around the bush, and always tells one exactly what she thinks of them, no holding back. And since Charlotte never holds back, it's the "real" Charlotte all the time. It's not like she doesn't know how to hold back, it's that she chooses not to. Her own belief is that it is better to tell the truth and get it over with than drawing something out.
If given the chance, Charlotte would probably argue with a fence post, and she would do it until she could talk no longer; she's just that stubborn. Charlotte refuses to back down, no matter the circumstance, and will continue to argue until proven wrong. (Though even then she'd fuss about that.) She's a defensive person and does not like to be poked at, literally or figuratively. She'll snarl at anyone who makes a joke at her expense, and is prone to lash out if one touches her off-guard.
At home she acted the same way, if not worse. Her parents would not allow her to do anything, let alone allow Charlotte to actually go to a college far away from their small town to pursue her dream of becoming a vet; which is what pushed her to finally let them go and run off to New York.

Appearance >>
Charlotte has dark brown hair that's relatively short, reaching just past her neck. She never had the patience to grow it out that long; since she worked hard on their farm and the hot Oklahoma summers made her sweat like a pig, but she likes to think that now, with her fresh start, she could grow it out. Her hair is wild and curly, and is most often seen either pulled up in a bun or hanging down. She has light brown eyes and a few freckles splattered across her cheeks.
Charlotte is a nice, even 5'6'' tall, and weighs about 130 lbs. She's not all that curvy, but who needs curves when all she's doing is working on a farm? Doing all that hard work on said farm has given her a rather nice tan, and some lean muscles, so she supposes it's not all that bad.
When the days are hot Charlotte's most often seen sporting a tank top and whatever cut-off jeans that she made into shorts. In the colder months, she wears jeans and t-shirts. Living in a next-to-nowhere town never gave Charlotte much of an opportunity to wear fancy clothes. Though perhaps now that she's here (and after she's gotten some more money) Charlotte might just wear other new things.

History >>
Charlotte arrived in this world at 3:08 P.M. on October 18th. She was born in a St. Anthony's hospital in downtown Tulsa to her happy, if somewhat worn-out parents, Aaron and Wilma. For nineteen years, Charlotte lived with her parents and their farm, milking cows at 5 A.M., feeding the chickens as soon as she got home, and all the other farm jobs. Not that her parents didn't help, they did, but Charlotte had the brunt of the work, being the youngest and most fit out of the three. At eighteen, and during her senior year, Charlotte announced to her parents that she wished to become a veterinarian, much to the shock and anger of her parents. You see, her parents were getting older and older, and running a farm required others to help them using money they didn't have much of, which is why they needed Charlotte. Many a fight that year was heard at the Dover farm, until one night, a week or so after she turned nineteen, Charlotte snuck out, hitched a ride to the bus station, and got the hell out of dodge. All she had was her check book and a small suitcase, but that was all she needed. Now, she's in a slightly run-down apartment, trying to find a job so she can go to a local community college and become what she's always wanted to be.

Family >>
Mother >>
Wilma
Father >>
Aaron

Hopes >>
>> To become a vet.
>> More to come, she's sure.


Fears>>
>> Being on bad terms with her family.
>> Failing to become a vet.
>> Needles (only on her, with others, she's mostly fine.)

Strengths>>
>> Honest
>> Determined
>> Hard Working

Weaknesses>>
>> A little too honest
>> Holds grudges easily, and for a long time
>> If she thinks she's right, she won't listen to another about the subject

Ticks
>> Grinds her teeth when extremely agitated
>> Swears more the angrier she gets

[grizzly.]

Nᴀᴍᴇ

"It's Aidan, just Aidan, no nickname, nothing special, just Aidan."

His full name is Aidan Joel Hutchinson, his mom and dad didn't pick out his name, seeing as pretty much from birth he was given up for adoption. He has no idea who is parents are, for they chose to remain annominous. His parents are Lindsay and Dalton Hutchinson, who had decided to adopt him, since he was going to be given up for adoption, and because Lindsay was unable to have her own children.


Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ

"Oh that's a really hard to figure out, isn't it?"

Well, you see Aidan is a very manly girl. No, no he's not. I'm just joking. Aidan is strictly a guy, he's clearly a guy, no doubt about it. He has proof, but he won't show you.

Aɢᴇ

"I'm twenty years old."

Aidan is a twenty-year-old boy. He was born in October, October 3rd to be precise.

Hᴀɪʀ

"My hair is brunett, clearly."

Aidan's hair is strangly the same color as his adopted parents; Lindsay and Dalton's hair color, which gives off the impression that Aidan is actually his adoptive parents' kid. Aidan likes his hair color, and has no interest in dying his hair or altering his hair color.

Eʏᴇs

"They are blue"

Aidan's eyes are a beautiful bright blue, everyone seems to comment on his eye color, and he even seems to admire his own eye color, although his eye color is not like his adopted mother, Lindsay's, eyes which are hazel, or blue with a copper rim around her pupil, or his adopted father, Dalton's, eyes which are a beautiful brownish-green eyes.

Hᴇɪɢʜᴛ

"I am 6' 2"."

Aidan is proud of his height. He is relativly tall, about the same height as his adopted father, and taller than his adopted mother who is 5' 5".

Wᴇɪɢʜᴛ

"Well uh you see...so how's the weather?"

His weight is 160 pounds, the majority of the weight is muscle though. Aidan works out quite often to keep himself in shape for football, baseball and wrestling.

Cʟᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ Sᴛʏʟᴇ

"It depends."

Aidan's clothing style is quite simple, a t-shirt, a pair of shorts or blue jeans, a pair of either DCs, Osiris, or sandles, and at times he will wear a snapback or a normal cap.

Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ

Fᴜɴɴʏ
Aidan is sometimes known as the class-clown, or the funny guy, that is whenever he feels like it, and I suppose sometimes even when he doesn't. Aidan flat out doesn't like to see people upset, whether he knows them or not, whether he likes them, or simply hates them, he will do hi best to turn that frown upside down, it just seems to be something this boy is good at.

Pʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ
Aidan, is almost like any other guy in this way, he knows you, likes you either as a friend or more, or cares about you or even loves you for that matter, you can expect Aidan to be there at your side to protect you from whatever it is. If you're dating Aidan, you can count on him getting jealous and try to herd you away from other guys. Girls may say that he is way too over protective, when the truth is he's just afraid to lose that one person he is with. Family, friend, girlfriend, whatever the case, if he knows you, you can count on him to have your back.

Oᴜᴛɢᴏɪɴɢ
Boys, girls, anyone really, Aidan is open to hang out with them, although he tends not to mingle with boys as well as girls in the same moment, finding it difficult for him to be the best of both worlds for both genders. Aidan is quite easy to make a friend, and quite difficult for him to become your enemy, but this also means it's easy for him to fall for a girl, which is why it makes it so difficult to hang out with boys and girls at the same time, seeing as he would want to just do whatever with the guys, but also charm the ladies, whether they are dating someone or not, which tends to get him into trouble, and also causes problems in his own relationships, for flirting with other girls while dating someone.

Rᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ
Aidan is quite a slick guy when it comes to impressing females, by being old fashion, buying her boquets of flowers for no reason at all, picking her up to take her to a simple, yet classy date, sending long, cheesy texts or simply writing a sweet, cheesy letter, buying her jewelry, just because he can. When it comes to a girl he has a great interest in, he will go to extreme measures to make her happy, you can count on this lad to make a girl's dreams come true and to even sweep her off her feet.

Tᴡᴏ-Fᴀᴄᴇᴅ
Yes, this 'wonderful' and 'dreamy' Romeo is two-faced. When he's with the guys, there is no telling what he will do, whether that be pick up a girl or two in a single day, make their dreams come true but then never speak to them again. When he is with girls however, he is sweet, charming, and possibly a dream come true. There is hardly ever a time when Aidan will tell his guy friends about the girl he's dating, leading him to have an unfaithful mark on his name, to which no one has discovered this mark, yet.


Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ

“You want to know about my past...well lets see what I can tell you. I was born on October 3rd, in Jackson, Wyoming. I never knew my birth parents due to immediatly after I was born, I was given to my adopted parents; Lindsay and Dalton Hutchinson. They had named me Aidan, because they had descussed the name during a summer when they started dating in high school, and both liked the name. Joel was given to me from my adopted father, Dalton, for his middle name being Joel, and Hutchinson, clearly came from their last name. We had never visited my adopted father's family, due to him having a strong dislike for them, so we mainly visited my adopted mother's side of the family, which might I add is a huge family. I had one older sister; Tez, and a younger sister; Tegan. I was more of the troublemaker in the family and I had decided to run away when they adopted another little boy whom they had named JJ. I was nineteen when I ran away, so my younger brother is only a year old. I have been living on my own for about a year now, and I own three of my own dogs, two corgis and a german shepherd, named Dingo, Annabell and Ceaser. ”

Lɪᴋᴇs


And I'd give up forever to touch you
'Cause I know that you feel me somehow
You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be
And I don't wanna go home right now

And all I can taste is this moment
And all I can breathe is your life
When sooner or later it's over
I just don't wanna miss you tonight

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything feels like the movies
Yeah, you bleed just to know you're alive

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

And I don't want the world to see me
'Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am




✓ Singing
✓ Music
✓ Writing Songs
✓ Rollercoasters
✓ Swimming
✓ Painting
✓ Drawing
✓ Comfortable Clothes
✓ White Chocolate
✓ Monster Energy
✓ Gum
✓ Movies
✓ Popcorn
✓ ATVs
✓ Snowmobiles
✓ Trucks

Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇs

✗ Humid weather
✗ Being picked on
✗ Death
✗ Illness
✗ Calbasa
✗ Teachers
✗ Being out smarted
✗ School


Hᴀʙɪᴛs

Ⅰ} Writting songs
Ⅱ} Chewing his lip
Ⅲ} Flirting
IV} Playing guitar.

Fᴇᴀʀs

I} Death.
Ⅱ} Rejection.
Ⅲ} Being ignored.
Ⅳ} Losing those close to him.

Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

"I'm straight."

Aidan is 110% positive that he is straight, no doubt about it, no special interest in guys.

Cʀᴜsʜ

"No. No one has really, well, you know, caught my eye "

Aidan is one of those guys who gives off mixed signals about who he likes, depending on who he is with.

Gɪʀʟғʀɪᴇɴᴅ


"I don't have one."

Aidan is currently single .

Exᴇs

"I've had a few that I'd rather not mention."

[♈Aries♈]

{Can I reserve a female please?}