♚ -- hello friends, i am here.

[carrie dee.]

ＦＩＯＮＡ & ＨＯＭＥＲ

"Fi was coming down to the creek to brush her perfect teeth. It was hard not to smile. I’d seen people struck by the lightning of love before, but I’d never thought it would happen to Homer. And the fact that it was Fi took my breath away."

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ＷＥＲＥ ＧＯＯＤ ＥＮＯＵＧＨ ＴＯ ＢＥ
ＬＯＶＥＤ ＢＹ ＳＯＭＥＢＯＤＹ.

[carrie dee.]

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name: kelsea rae panibaker
pronounced: kel-see / pahn-uh-bayker
nicknames: kel, kels, cece, kelsea
age: nineteen years old
gender: female
birthdate: january 15th
birthplace: brisbane, australia
nationality: australian

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

best: loyal, clever, strong-willed, bold
gutsy, independent, quick-witted
worst: defensive, harsh, impulsive, lost,
stubborn, quarrelsome, quick-tempered
label: misunderstood
dreams: becoming an author
fears: losing control of herself
secrets: she has bi-polar disorder
skills: swimming, writing, hiding
bad habits: forgetfulness, mood swings

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height: five feet, four inches
weight: one-hundred and thirty pounds
hair: her hair is a pale golden blonde
color, with some ashy highlights.
eyes: misty grey-blue eyes
bust: 36b
build: she's curvy and petite.
skin: very lightly tanned

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theme song: "who you are"
favorite color: sapphire blue
favorite book: harry potter
favorite song: "you and tequila"
favorite movie: fox and the hound
favorite food: pb&j pancakes
favorite drink: green tea
family: mother, father, sister, sister
relationship: nobody at the moment.
best friend(s): phoebe

KELSEA P"i just don't understand," kelsea muttered, taking another sip of her diet coke as her eyes flashed with irritation.
KELSEA Pit was so loud in the food court that i had to ask her to repeat what she said, but she was so far ahead in her thoughts that there was no hope of me ever bothering to catch up. instead i decided to study her. it was interesting to watch kelsea when she got worked up. her eyes would shoot daggers and her cheeks would flush - she seemed to forget the chaos of voices roaring around her as she spoke. kelsea had gotten into the habit of using wild gesticulations as she spoke, and the fact that a drink was in her hand was a bit frightening. but everything about it was strangely beautiful.
KELSEA P"how can mia get away with a warning while i get expelled? i mean, come on. this is ridiculous!" kelsea's voice brought me back to reality - her accent was a tell-tale sign of her australian origin. i still remember when we first met. she'd moved to california three months before i did. of course, the move was much larger for her - her father'd packed up his family and moved from brisbane, australia, all the way to the states in a matter of days. kelsea was ten years old at the time, same as myself. she was my first friend.
KELSEA P"i know, kels, i do. she doesn't deserve that break. but, really, don't you think you should-" i started, though she abruptly cut me off.
KELSEA P"how could mr. tracey not realize that? is he brain dead?!" she fumed, her grip tightening on the stark white styrofoam cup in her hand.
KELSEA P"really, kels, if i were you i'd-"
KELSEA P"mia is terrible! if she were here right now, i'd- i'd- i'd-"
KELSEA Pall of a sudden her grip on the cup tightened, her fingers puncturing holes in the side of the flimsy styrofoam. diet coke poured down onto her forest green t-shirt. she looked up at me with wide eyes, her mouth hanging open in a pink 'o'. tenderly i set my own cup down on the table and looked up slowly to meet kelsea's eyes.
KELSEA P"you'd rip her to shreds?" i asked softly, my lips pulling up at the corners.
KELSEA Pwith that we both burst out laughing, our problems quickly forgotten. i quickly passed over a few napkins from my stack, which kelsea used to blot her soaked shirt. and in that moment, everything was happy once more.

[carrie dee.]

what do i need to do?

giselle's post
ryder's post
rista's post
oliver's post
theo's post
finish character stuff

[carrie dee.]

ＢＥＨＩＮＤ ＴＨＯＳＥ ＢＬＵＥ ＥＹＥＳ
ＡＮＤ ＴＨＡＴ ＶＥＮＯＭＯＵＳ ＳＭＩＬＥ
ＷＥ ＡＬＬ ＫＮＯＷ ＨＯＷ ＬＯＮＥＬＹ
ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ＡＲＥ ＩＮＳＩＤＥ.
ＢＵＴ ＴＨＡＴ ＤＯＥＳＮ'Ｔ ＭＥＡＮ
ＹＯＵ ＷＩＬＬ ＥＶＥＲ ＣＨＡＮＧＥ.

[carrie dee.]

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ＢＡＢＹ ＹＯＵ'ＲＥ ＡＬＬ ＴＨＡＴ
Ｉ ＷＡＮＴ ＷＨＥＮ ＹＯＵ'ＲＥ
ＬＹＩＮＧ ＨＥＲＥ ＩＮ ＭＹ ＡＲＭＳ.

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ＨＡＲＤ ＴＯ ＢＥＬＩＥＶＥ
ＷＥ'ＲＥ ＩＮ ＨＥＡＶＥＮ.

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name: tess farrah porter
pronounced: teh-ss pohr-tur
nicknames: tess, tessie
age: seventeen
gender: female
birthdate: june 4th
sexual orientation: straight

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height: 5'6
weight: 124
hair: golden blonde
eyes: pale blue eyes
build: lean and leggy
skin: peach skin

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

good: happy-go-lucky, sweet
bad: naive, easily persuaded
fears: being unhappy
dreams: having a happy ending

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theme: "heaven" - dj sammy
book: anything sarah dessen
song: "hearts on fire"
movie: the lucky one
food: strawberry shortcake
drink: iced tea
family: parents, 2 sisters
relationship: wip

[carrie dee.]

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ＢＵＴ ＴＨＥＮ Ｉ ＭＡＤＥ ＹＯＵ ＣＲＹ
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ＷＩＴＨ ＩＴＳ ＢＲＯＫＥＮ ＬＥＧ ＴＯ ＤＩＥ.
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ＴＨＥ ＳＬＹＴＨＥＲＩＮ ＬＥＧＡＣＹ !

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name ;; her name is rooney elena fallon.
nicknames ;; roo, kangaroo, or rooney.
gender ;; female
age ;; seventeen
birthday ;; december 11th

year ;; roo's in her seventh year.
house ;; slytherin, like her family.
blood ;; pure-blood
wand ;; 7" redwood with a unicorn hair.
patronus;; a gazelle.
pet ;; a cat named percy.

height & weight ;; 5'6", 127 pounds
hair ;; she's naturally a golden blonde.
eyes ;; her eyes are smokey a blue-grey.

personality ;; rooney's always felt inadequate around her family. all perfect definitions of a slytherin, it's easy to see that she's the black sheep of the bunch. instead of being ambitious, she's curious. rather than thinking before she speaks, she speaks before she thinks. honestly, rooney would have fit the ravenclaw house definition easily. but, to keep up the family tradition, rooney tries to force herself into the mold of a perfect slytherin. she represses her laughter and holds back smiles, trading them in for passive glances and tight lips. she's all but forgotten how to be open with a person, now keeping herself reserved and "mysterious". it's a little frustrating how she represses herself to be accepted by her family. the real rooney is nowhere to be found.

family ;; she has 7 older siblings.
crush ;; tba

[carrie dee.]

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ＡＲＤＥＮ ＴＲＵＬＯＶＥ
ＡＮＤ Ｉ ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＧＥＴ ＷＡＶＥＳ ＯＦ ＭＩＳＳＩＮＧ ＹＯＵ ＡＮＹＭＯＲＥ;

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ＦＯＲＭ ＣＲＥＤＩＴＳ ;;

layout © - carrie dee.

character © - carrie dee.

images © original owners

lyrics © ed sheeran

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weeks pass in the blink of an eye,
and i'm still drunk at the end of the night.
i don't drink like everybody else;
i do it to forget things about myself.
stumble and fall with the head spin i got,
my mind's with you but my heart's just not.
so am i close to you anymore, if it's over,
and there's no chance that we'll work it out?
that's why you and i ended over u n i.
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███【★】███【★】███【★】███

[carrie dee.]

ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ

name: viola catherine palmer
pronounced: vihy-oh-lah/ p-ahl-mer
nicknames: vi, lala, vivi, viola
age: eighteen years old
zodiac sign: aries
gender: female
birthdate: april 7th
birthplace: pheonix, arizona
nationality: american
ethnicity: spanish, caucasian & french

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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

best: loyal, clever, strong-willed, bold,
gutsy, independent, quick-witted
worst: defensive, harsh, impulsive, lost,
stubborn, quarrelsome, quick-tempered
label: misunderstood
dreams: becoming an author
fears: losing control of herself
secrets: she has bi-polar disorder
skills: swimming, writing, hiding
bad habits: forgetfulness, mood swings

ｍｉｓｃｅｌｌａｎｅｏｕｓ

theme song: "who you are"
favorite color: sapphire blue
favorite book: harry potter
favorite song: "you and tequila"
favorite movie: fox and the hound
favorite food: pb&j pancakes
favorite drink: green tea
family: mother, father, sister, sister
relationship: nobody at the moment.
best friend(s): phoebe

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height: five feet, seven inches
weight: one-hundred and thirty pounds
hair: her hair is a golden caramel color.
eyes: vi's eyes are a hazel color - brown and green, sometimes gold in the proper lightening.
bust: 36b - not too large at all.
build: viola is naturally tall and willowy, streamlined and narrow. her legs are long and match her long arms.
skin: very lightly tanned

[carrie dee.]

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ＷＡＫＥ ＭＥ, ─JB─JB─JB─JB─JB─JB─JB─
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx ｌｅｔ ｍｅ ｓｅｅ ｔｈｅ ｄａｙｌｉｇｈｔ.
xxＳＡＶＥ ＭＥ ＦＲＯＭ ＴＨＩＳ ＨＡＬＦ－ＬＩＦＥ.
ｌｅｔ'ｓ ｙｏｕ ａｎｄ ｉ ｅｓｃａｐｅ, xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
━━ ＥＳＣＡＰＥ ＦＲＯＭ ＴＩＭＥ. ━━

COME ON LET'S FALL IN LOVE ! xxxCOME ON LET'S FALL IN LOVE !
COME ON LET'S FALL IN LOVE ! xxxCOME ON LET'S FALL IN LOVE !

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weight: 126 pounds
height: 5 feet, 7 inches
hair: messy golden blonde
eyes: hazy grey eyes
build: narrow and delicate

ｍｉｓｃｅｌｌａｎｅｏｕｓ

theme song: "half life"
color: golden yellow
book: pride and prejudice
song: "drop in the ocean"
movie: mamma mia!
food: raspberries
drink: green tea
crush(es): tba
friends: tba
enemies: tba
family: mom and brother

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name: sophie virginia bruce
nicknames: soph, fifi, sophie
age: seventeen years old
gender: female
birthdate: may 18th

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

label: the distant soul
basics: sophie bruce isn't a person you easily warm up to. her distant, judgmental demeanor is instantly off-putting and her biting remarks are cringe-worthy. but behind the wall is an observant, thoughtful girl. she's a good listener but is only comfortable in 1x1 situations. she's a bit lonely, but doesn't have the people skills to improve her appearance. change is hard for her.

[carrie dee.]

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ＳＨＯＵＬＤ'ＶＥ ＬＥＡＲＮＥＤ ＦＲＯＭ ＭＹ ＭＩＳＴＡＫＥＳ ⇉

❛ ｂｕｔ ｉ ｎｅｖｅｒ ｄｏ WESLEY FITZGERALD
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ｉ ｈａｎｇ ｕｐ ｂｅｆｏｒｅ ｉ ｃａｌｌ
ＡＮＤ ＡＤＭＩＴ ＴＯ ＡＬＬ ＭＹ ＦＡＵＬＴＳ
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I'M WALKING ON A TIGHTROPE WIRE , xxTOO FAR OFF THE GROUND !
I'M WALKING ON A TIGHTROPE WIRE , xxTOO FAR OFF THE GROUND !

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weight: 164 pounds
height: 6 feet tall
hair: chestnut brown color
eyes: hazel-green eyes
build: sturdy and muscular

ｍｉｓｃｅｌｌａｎｅｏｕｓ

theme song: "kiss me slowly"
color: navy blue
book: the giving tree
song: "how far we've come"
movie: anything scary.
food: double cheeseburger
drink: plain ol' coke
crush(es): tba
friends: tba
enemies: tba
family: parents and sister

ｉｎｔｒｏｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ

name: wesley adam fitzgerald
nicknames: wes, mainly.
age: seventeen years old
gender: male
birthdate: august 17th

ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ

label: the reliable loverboy
basics: wesley fitzgerald is an easy-to-love guy. he's a great friend and is extremely romantic, as well as the fact that he's humble and very down-to-earth. wes is an avid listener and is very reliable. but wes can be much too defensive when his motives are questioned. he gets to be very protective of things he considers his and is easily provoked.