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[minho]

monroe heyden clemintine

It was always cold outside - the cold was all Monroe ever knew. There were some days when he dreamed of going to California, however...his dream would stop abruptly when he realized how much pollution that state had. Alaska was one of those states no one ever thought of - just Cali and sometimes New York. Some weren't even aware Alaska was a part of the USA. That was probably the funniest thing the blonde has ever heard. Speaking of hearing, his alarm was beginning to drive him nuts. Unplugging it from the outlet, he let out a sigh before successfully getting out of bed without tripping over the covers. Now, after making the bed he slipped into the shower taking one that lasted roughly thirty minutes. If you were a bit OCD like Monroe, you took your time cleaning out fingernails and thoroughly making sure all strands of hair were soaked in chocolate axe shampoo. When he got out, Monroe dried off with a towel then proceeded to put on his family guy shirt, black jeans, blue and black checkered belt, and white and black checkered shoes. He briefly combed his hair, letting it fall wherever it wanted to go. It was now somewhat early in the morning and he set out to school, driving the thunderbird his parents had gotten him for his sixteenth birthday - that was two years ago. Now, Monroe was eighteen and in his senior year. With all the talk about school, that's where he was heading - to the high school.
He arrived there within ten minutes and walked into the school, not wearing a coat. Growing up in such a town made him somewhat okay with the cold. When it reached dead temperature, that's when he got cold. Anyway, he opened the doors up to the school and walked past people, not in the mood to wave. Monroe did acknowledge some with a small smile. His eyes were bright, the copper color that they were. With the cold weather, they often did make his eyes bright. Stopping abruptly to his first hour, the blonde athlete opened the door and slipped in, setting his marvel backpack on the first seat in the second row. He let his eyes wander around and land on a girl, didn't she like being called Kade? Maybe it was just Kaden. That was such a dude name, but he respected it. Realizing he was staring, Monroe held his hand up, a gesture that could be taken as waving. And, in order to not come off as a complete creep, he also smiled warmly, the one dimple showing. Yes, unlike other people, Monroe only had one dimple and that on the right side. Was that awkward? Just one dimple? Sometimes he felt like it was - ah... what a drag.

[despairz]

[ both charries are kinda open still... ]

Colt walks from the classroom, only after the teacher had said he can go to the bathroom- through he really wasnt. There was a good chance he was just going to sit outside. Maybe get on Instagram while he waited for 9:00 to hit. Walking through the hall with his Vans hitting the ground lightly, though it echoed. He sighs, going to his locker. He throws his music book in it, slamming it shut and locking his locker. The young guy waks outside, sitting on the grass, his feet hanging over the cement sidewalk.

[ I have no open c: ]

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ｎａｍｅ－ Alice rose nile
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ－ female
ａｇｅ－ fifteen & three quarters
ｎｉｃｋｎａｍｅ－ anything
ｍｏｔｈｅｒ－ Nicole Rose nile
ｆａｔｈｅｒ－ unknown.
ｓｉｓｔｅｒｓ－ None
ｃｏｕｓｉｎｓ－ un known
ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇ－ natalie

-- ʀᴜɪɴᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʟɪғᴇ--

ｈａｉｒ－ was a rich black but currently
a sea blue.
ｅｙｅｓ－ deep sea blue, darker than hair.
ｆｉｇｕｒｅ－ tall and skinny
ｓｋｉｎ－ pale
ｓｃａｒｓ－ one on her leg, most on her waist and
scattered along her wrists.
ｔａｔｔｏｏｓ－ Yes. Angle wings on her back and broken but never fixed
on her neck in chinese
ｐｉｅｒｃｉｎｇｓ－ ears, all around the border. And one in her belly button
ｂｉｒｔｈｍａｒｋｓ－ if she lifts her hair there is
one along her neck.
ｅｙｅｓｉｇｈｔ－ black raybands

-- ˁᴴᴱ ᴮᴱᵀᵀᴱᴿ ᴿᵁᴺ--

ｐｏｓｉｔｉｖｅ－ bubbly, down to earth,
sweet, and fun.
ｎｅｇａｔｉｖｅ－ argumentative, stubborn, quiet.
ｐｒｏｂｌｅｍｓ－ anorexia & was a past pyromaniac.
ｏｒｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ－ heterosexual
ｃｒｕｓｈ－ no one
ｌａｂｅｌ－ the lone one, the mysterious.
ｓｏｃｉａｌ ｒａｎｋ－ loner, outcast.
ｐｏｐｕｌａｒｉｔｙ－ well go 150 ranks down and see
her face last.
ｓｅｃｒｅｔｓ－ her anerexia mostly, and the scars...
ｊｏｂ － Movie theater, volunteers at pet shop.
ｏｔｈｅｒ－ quote box was made by pumpkin queen.
credit to her. e. pictures to owners.

You could say like most stories they all start out pretty good. In a tiny hospital in the back country of Tenseness the screams of pain echoed in the tiny operating room and pertraied the vague idea of pain. The next thing you heard were the high pitched cry's of a baby coming from where the doctors stood, and a tiny baby was being wiped down with rags, and given a soft pink hat. The baby was set delicately in the arms of the mother with sweat running down her check and a tear in her eye. Her dark brown hair was pulled up into a disheveled pony tail, but a large smile appeared on her cherry red lips. The baby was taken away from her so they could put the identification band on her. Then the door swung open and a tall dark haired man rushed in with worry in his face, then he spotted the baby girl and frowned. He then began to yell at his wife," You told me it was a boy, thats the only reason i'm still married to your ugly *ss! I'm done!" the women wasn't even crying though, happy to be loose from the reins of her abusive husband on the happiest day of her life. She took her baby in her arms and squeezed the skinny girl tightly before whispering " I love you...."

The girls full name became Alice Rose nile, which is very pretty for this blue eyed girl. At school she was already what some would call ugly at age 13 with tiny red bumps on her face and fine black dots clogging her pores. she would look at the tiny mirror in her locker and pop the puss filled pimples between classes,the kids that passed made faces and laughed at her, they called her Puss face Alice. With her shy nature about herself she was a target of bullies, the perfect poster child for the bullied kid.They pulled her down the climbing rope in gym by grabbing a large clump of her hair and tugging savagely, pulling out some hair. Her scalp was bleeding as she ran out of gym class crying her eyes out, she loved her hair and it was the only pretty thingshe had left, but it was ruined. So she died her beautiful dark hair a light sea blue, when she came into school the next day kids claimed she had

become emo because of her choice in hair color. they also assumed it because she was quiet and kept to herself, not caring if they bullied her, not flinching at the words that stung like being branded or bit by an animal. She looked to food for comfort gaining 30 lbs to bring her wight to 130 lbs. She tried to ignore people calling her fat,ugly, the most likely to win an eating contest. you have no idea how much this hurt her, it damaged her so much it drove her to becoming anorexic. Her mother really didn't notice her daughter dropping pounds, her clothes becoming baggy and loose, and her bones began to appear. she once dropped below 100 lbs and decided that was too much weight loss and she looked to gaunt. She kept on doing this until her mother caught her throw away her entire dinner. so her mother put a little bit of weight on her so she didn't look so much like a skeleton, or the walking dead.So she finally became content with herself when she was at the weight of 102 lbs and stood 5''5, she was very skinny and gaunt. So when she turned 14 she was tiny , had long sea blue hair, no more pimples and was finally being laid off by the bullies. she knew it was only because she had grown from her awkward stage where she looked like a tiny troll from the movie that had dug itself from the ground. she grew out her nails that had been stubs before because she had chewed them raw out of nerves and fear. Her mother was loving the new young girl that stood before her, all beautiful and delicate with her thick black eye liner and beautiful blue eyes. she started her a facebook page and posted tons of pictures of her daughter, but a strange man with dark colored hair was following the page closely until Alice's mother said what school her daughter went too.

An old red truck pulled up to the tiny brick school where
Alice was in art class, she was sitting in the corner working quietly on a colorful vase of flowers. A tall man with dark hair got from the truck quickly before heading to the building, he walked in quietly before talking to the secretary and telling her to call for Alice. The secretary called the girl from class, and the skinny blue haired girl came quickly asking who the man was. the man ignored the question before thanking the secretary and pulling Alice hard by her arm to the truck. Alice started to struggle, hitting him hard in the face with her hands, but he took tape from the back of his truck and taped her mouth shut before shoving her into the truck. this man didn't want to hurt her, but rather her mother, because he was after all her father and hated to be ignored. When he got in the truck he looked at Alice before rummaging through her back pack, there he found the address to her house. The man made her open the door with her free hands before thrusting a gun to the back of her head. Her mother was home sitting at the table eating some crackers as her duck taped daughter walked into the door crying, behind her was her father with a gun pointing at her head. The mother screamed loudly before running down the hall because the man had pointed to gun on her. Alice was thrown on the ground roughly and shot in the leg so she wouldn't get up, her scream could be heard through the tape that covered her mouth. The rage in the mans eyes lit up like fire as he chased the mother down the hall to a door, he noticed it was closed and when he tried to open it it was locked. With a grunt he ran into the door a few times before it flew from the hinges.Her plea for mercy was heard by her screaming daughter , but the mans eyes lit up as he pulled the trigger and shot her in the head. Alice knew she was next, so she began to limp out of the open door.

Ｓｏ Ｉ ＢＡＲＥ ｍｙ ｓｋｉｎ
Ａｎｄ Ｉ ｃｏｕｎｔ ｍｙ ＳＩＮＳ
Ａｎｄ Ｉ ＣＬＯＳＥ ｍｙ ｅｙｅｓ
Ａｎｄ Ｉ ＴＡＫＥ ｉｔ ｉｎ
Ａｎｄ Ｉ’ｍ ＢＬＥＥＤＩＮＧ ｏｕｔ
Ｉ’ｍ ｂｌｅｅｄｉｎｇ ｏｕｔ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕ,
ｆｏｒ ＹＯＵ

The man didn't notice his daughter slip from the door and limp frantically to the neighbors who were already calling the police, he was just staring at the body of his wife.He began to feel deep sorrow and regret, but he could never take away the hurt he had just caused, the unnecessary death. The police arrived quickly and took him to jail,he was charged with life. Polaris made a full recovery physically, but never made it up mentally. She is now more wild then ever, and began to become a pyromaniac, she set fires until she was caught by the law and talked to, she even had to serve a few days in jail. now she is the broken 15 year old teen with a circular scar on her leg to remind her of that day, the day of death..........

Wild is the word anyone would use to describe Alice. Most nights she would be out until some odd hour in the morning at a party, she would be crashed right on the couch. Her strict religious foster parents hated her what they would call 'devilish' ways. They put her under punishment, she must get home by 8:00, Alice nearly died when she heard this. It was bad enough the kids in her private school made fun of her for being a freak of nature. They even cut her hair, it used to be all the way down to her waist, now it rests near her bra strap. So with all of this bottled up hate she packed her bags and ran. She never looked back once, thinking her decision was great. She had her boyfriend drive her, together forever only lasted a few months for those two until they called it quits. Arriving in Alaska she hated every aspect of this place. She used to be a southern bell, she came from Texas. She only had summer clothes and didn't even own a winter coat. She hates her job at the movie theater, she actually has to serve people. She also volunteers at the pet shop.

P E R S O N A L I T Y~ "I'm not really much of a nice person so don't cross me. Normally, if you don't mess with me, I won't put a snake in your bed. I'm extremely brash and I don't think things through very often either, especially when I speak. I'll say whatever is on my mind and if it makes someone cry, too bad because it was probably the truth. I don't do a lot of lying unless I seriously have to so if I say something to you, I'm probably being totally honest. My temper could use some work considering the fact that it doesn't take much to set me off. The last thing you want to do is make me mad because nine times out of ten, I'll throw the first punch. If that doesn't do it, I like to get my revenge in other ways. On occasion you may see some of my old self come out. I can be sweet and shy when I need to be but any other time, I'm the person you might wanna avoid especially if I'm depressed because at that point, I'll lash out at anyone."

{ Credit to Ms.Mernecy for the personality.

[despairz]

[ accepted and school will be out in about an hour, real time. ]

[Quitting1015]

Kaden looked up to see a really cute guy. She smiled in responce, soon turning back to her notes. While the teacher was talking, she stood up, going towards him to sharpen her pencil. "My name is Kaden, lass. Everyone calls me Kade though." She said, Irish accent rolling off her tongue, which to most, was defiantly hard to understand. She deverted her eyes back to the sharpener, occasionally looking to the cute guy.

[despairz]

[ my characters seem forever alone... ]

[Quitting1015]

Lol, I can make a gal or guy for you?)

[PenguinObsession]

{ hehe they still have the same last name... And she has Finns sisters first name.... And Dee do you wanna have her and Ella be close friends? She can come to French }

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i can rp Riley with one}}