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{{ ash; would you like me to make a guy? right now i only have one character, and it's a girl.

[K O D A X.]

{ So, were starting?}

[Song & Lyric]

{Does someone else want the rebel love boy? I will make him if I have to but I'm going to give someone else the option.}

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{ This is just a shell that I whipped up in the past. I need to hit the sack, but I'll fill it in tomorrow. c:

ｔｈｅ ｒｅｓｔｌｅｓｓ

ｅｌｉｊａｈ "ｅｌｉ" ｍｉｔｃｈｅｌｌ ｊｅｎｎｉｎｇｓ

ｔｈｅ ｎｉｔｔｙ-ｇｒｉｔｔｙ; ; ;

ａｂｏｕｔ ｔｈｅ ｎａｍｅ; ; ;

"Hey, I'm Elijah. Just call me Eli, though, or you might get hit.
אֱלִיָּהוּ. Oh, hello. My name's Elijah Mitchell Jennings, but, please, just call me Eli. I love the name Elijah, but it gets confusing if people call me Elijah because it's my dad's name, too. So technically, my real name is Elijah Mitchell Jennings, Jr. The interesting thing about my name is that my parents asked my grandma to name me. She obviously picked the same name as she picked for my father. My parents told me that they would have picked that name, too. I don't know if I believe them, though.

ａｇｅ; ; ;

"I'm... eighteen. Finally. It never really mattered, though.
Yes, I'm eighteen. Barely. I just turned eighteen about a month an a half ago. Age has honestly never mattered to me. I've been drinking since seventh grade, driving since eight grade, and smoking since tenth grade. I stopped smoking, though. I was too tired to even hassle with that anymore. My mom had me when she was sixteen. She was always high on some kind of drug, usually heroin. She didn't even bother to stop drugs when she had me. Thankfully her addictions never effected me. She didn't even bother to go to the hospital. She wasn't a good mom.

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ｃｌｏｔｈｉｎｇ ｓｔｙｌｅ; ; ;

"Does it really matter?
To me, clothes mean nothing. I do wear certain things, though. I usually wear v-neck t-shirts. As a matter of fact, I always wear t-shirts. They never have logos on them, though. They're always solid colors, or striped. Nothing too complicated. Over my t-shirt, you'll find my slick, black leather jacket. I never go out with anything other than that, no matter how cold it is outside. I wear jeans, usually of a dark wash. Sometimes their ripped. I never wear skinny jeans because I think they look stupid on guys. Leave them to the ladies.

ｌｏｏｋｓ; ; ;

"Eli's input here.
My hair is a shiny, vivid light brown shade. I have a small widow's peak. At my widow's peak, my dusty shade of hair is brushed forward. Many girls fall for my 'beautiful' eyes. They are a dark brown shade, and they always have a mischievous glint to them. I have a very defined jaw line. It brings out my small yet plump lips. My lips lead to a small nose. I'm pretty tall. Six feet and two inches tall, to be exact. I weigh 194 pounds due to my tightly packed, muscular body. I have huge biceps and triceps, but the ladies usually notice my eight pack abs and my pecks before my arms. All of my body is packed into tan skin, that never fades. I don't have any piercings. I figured that I wouldn't be able to properly care for them. I do have quite a few tattoos, though. My whole right arm is covered, leading up to my right peck which is covered with the same abstract design. Also, the left side of my stomach has flames, leading up to right underneath my left peck.
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ｅｘｔｒａ ｐｉｃｔｕｒｅｓ; ; ;

[PapaRoachFan]

|~| Do I need to make a male? |~|

[PapaRoachFan]

|~| Which male spots aren't taken? |~|

[PapaRoachFan]

|~| I'm gonna make a bad mix boy. |~|

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{could I make a girl? (I only got a guy)

[Song & Lyric]

{I know this form really sucks, but I will make it better}
Hello my name is Alexander Allond Abram. But just call me Alex. My parents got the name from my grandpa on my father's side who died in the Vietnam war. He was only 25 when he was drafted in 1955. I was born February 12, 1995 so that makes me 18 years young. So, I will tell you a little about what I look like. I am obviously a male. A man, as I am no longer considered a boy. I'm actually pretty tall, around 6'0ft to be exact, though it's not really a surprise when you see the male line of my family. I way around 146 pounds, not that you needed to know. My natural hair color is a dark brown, but I always dye it black and sometimes other colors. My eyes are a clear and charming grey-blue. I am very lean and muscular. I have a lot of muscle, a pretty good build. I don't work out to hard, I guess it's just easy for me to build up. I have a pretty good tan since I'm always out and about hanging with my friends and causing mayhem.



Okay, so lets start off with where I was born. The only family we had left, which would be my grandpa on my mother's side, was in Texas, so thats where we lived and I was born in Dallas. My grandpa was very caring and a lovable cahracter. He ws the biggest role model for me in the years I knew him, everyone looked up to him and loved him. I also have an older brother, along with my parents. I was around 9 years old when my grandpa died, putting us all into a very deep and painful depression. My older brother seemed to take it the hardest, or he just couldn't cope with it. He wrote a note that he was going to kill himself.

The note was turned in and my brother was taken to the hospital. When he came back, he was only meaner and the therapists obvously hadn't done anything that helped him. He started drinking, doing drugs, and hanging with the wrong crowd. My brother would often come home drunk, and my father, who was in the police force had trouble taking control of the situation. He couldn't handle my brother anymore and had my brother arrested. My brother would come back after a while in jail then eventually would be arrested again. What my parents didn't know that after he had come back from the therapists and the hospital, my older brother had been mentally and physically abusing me.

I finally told them about a year later. They decided they would press charges. One of the hardest things I ever had to expierience was facing my own brother in court. We won the case, and he was given a lot of time, and I knew I probably would never see him again. Everybdy in our town new about us and our past. So we moved to Stillwater Oklahoma, a quiet kind town, perfect for a fresh start. So by age 11, I had fully adjusted to the new town and had made lots of friends. I started being emo when I was 13, but my parents didn't try stopping me, knowing it was a way I was coping with the depression. So I have lived in Stillwater for 7 years and it is home to me.

[~TheGirlOnFire~]

{okay i'll send it tomarrow (: