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Nicknames: John, his sister sometimes calls him Jo Jo.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Strait
Mass: About 160lb
Measurements: Six Foot One Inch
Hair Color: Black/Brown
Eye Color: Brown
Mirror Image: His hair is a real dark brown or part black and is always in a disheveled manor. He almost always wears black or dark colors. He commonly wears jeans, and a black jean jacket, no matter how hot it is but sometimes he wears t-shirts. (See past for reasoning) He also likes wearing things with collars so it covers part of his neck. To complete his style of dress, steel toe black boots and black leather gloves.
The Past: He was born in New York city, but his family moved all over the place and so did he. He never had many friends, true ones anyway. When he was 15 they moved to a part of California. There they stayed until now.
All throughout his years of life, ever since he could walk, he was called names, cussed out and beaten. . . By his parents. His dad did the beatings, but his sister, Christi, was never touched, but was still abused with harsh, cold words. Ever since he started getting bruises and black marks he wore clothes that covered it all up. Just to avoid confrontation from strangers. . . .
Personality: He's become cold and uncaring, he put the meaning into a no-give-a-shit attitude. But he is nice to most, he has a big heart, but most never see it. Only his sister has seen how sweet he really is. On the outside, he's a bad-boy, trouble-maker, and definite disturber of the peace. On the inside, an 18 year old who's caring and very damaged. . . . . It's hard to see the pain behind the mask, he's spent years perfecting. . . .
Job: He's real good with a base guitar, but he hasn't made a job of it yet. So musician.
Illnesses/Prescriptions; None
Children: None
Siblings: One, his little sister Christina.
Pets: None
Homing Information: Him, his dad & his sister live in a three bedroom apt.
Role playing Example: John ran down the stairs of there old house. He was late, very late. And that meant BIG trouble. He leaped the last five stairs and ran for the door, hoping his dad wouldn't catch him. His sister had already gone to school about an hour earlier, he on the other hand was a half hour late. At the last possible moment his dad grabbed his jacket and yanked him back inside. John looked up at him, I'm late, gotta run dad. he said warily, not sure it would work. His dad gripped tighter, Mm, well let's send you off with some decoration. his dad said coldly rearing back and punching John in the face. He hit the ground hard, his lip was bleeding and he had a black eye but he picked himself up and ran as fast as he could to school. He heard his dad laugh as he ran faster. . . . .
(His dad evil huh?)
Password: Newport
Picture:
Celebrity: Charlie Sheen
Extras: I'll create his sister later, I've lost my muse, lol.
Joined: Mar 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 1 Location: Me? Location? IN LALALAND! Karma: 0
So Yeah;; Its Ally ♥ « Result #2 on Mar 26, 2006, 5:23pm »
Full Name: Allyson Marie Johnstan
Nicknames: Ally, Ally-Marie
Age: 18 Oh Yes!
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight as a 2x4
Mass: 104 lbs, 5'6
Measurements: .. Not to get too specific, but shes a size 2
Hair Color: Dark brown. Naturally its blonde, but Ally dyes it alot.
Eye Color: Ice Blue
Mirror Image: Ally has curves in all the right places. But thats not what makes the guys fall for her. Okay, so maybe its her body too.. But mainly her eyes! They are the most unique thing on her. Once the guys look into her eyes they have trouble looking away. Or maybe it is her body. Or the way she moves her body. Either way is fine with Ally.
The Past: Ally grew up in Montana, not to brag or anything, but her grandparents where loaded, so when they died, Daddy got even more money. Ally's parents have had jobs that have been very well paying. Ally's dad is a very wellknown agent for the FBI. While Ally's mom is an interior designer for the famous. Naturally Ally got what she wanted, when she wanted it. But she doesn't flaunt it like other girls.
Personality: Ally is a partier. She loves to party and hang out with guys 24/7. Shes not to fond of girls, seeing as they're always the ones to start drama. Ally is very outgoing and caring. Even if shes in the middle of partying and she gets a call that your cat died, she'll come and comfort you. Shes compassionate and loud. Loud loud loud. She'll be so loud sometimes you just want to kill her. But thats okay. Not to mention random. In the middle of a scary part in a movie Ally will yell out something along the lines of: "MY POTATO!!" or "HOLY CRAP! I CANNOT BELIEVE THEY JUST DISSED MY POTATO!" Something along the lines of a potato usually does it.
Job: SuperModel please
Illnesses/Prescriptions; Allergies;; Pennicilian and Red Cabbage
Children: None
Siblings: 8 Year old sister, Ashleigh. -
Pets: Rat Terrier named Leo
Homing Information: Ally's family decided to pack up and move to Cali. So, Ally lives with her family in a 8 bedroom home, patio, exercise room, Hangout room, Living room, Dining Room, Family Room, Kitchen, and Study.
Role playing Example: -- Different RP --
Colette, Amanda, Brooke and Danielle searched through the piles of shirts in American Eagle. "Ohhh, look at this.." Brooke said holding up an orange sweater. Colette looked up from her Gray polo she was looked at. She squinted her eyes then imagined it on Brooke. "Not your color. Makes you look like super pale." Colette said frowning a little. Colette looked around and saw a cute light blue one, in the same style. "Try this light blue one." She said handing Brooke the light blue Polo. Brooke held it up to her and waited for an opinion from the girls. "Ca-ute. Brings the blue specks out in your eyes." Colette said nodding. Amanda and Danielle agreed. Colette Picked up the polo then looked at a pink sweater for herself. She felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist. "Heyy Coco." her boyfriend James said to her. Colette smiled. "Hey Cutie.." She said laughing a little. James hated it when Colette called him Cutie. The girls looked at Colette and James and made kissy noises. "What are you doing? Thats so third grade." Colette said rolling her eyes. James let go of Colette's waist then grabbed her hand. "Lets go buy these then we can go grab some food at like O'Toni's." She said walking to the line. "Are you gonna buy?" Brooke asked her. Colette gave her the Are-you-crazy?! look. "Puh-lease. My daddy's buying!" She said flashing her dads credit card. The girls and James laughed then moved up in line.
Password: Newport
Picture: In signature
Celebrity: Ashlee Simpson
Extras: Dresses kinda punky. Loves spending time with Ashleigh, enjoys yelling random things {Alot} in public.
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Joined: Feb 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 8 Location: england Karma: 0
*hot blonde*takes a dip « Result #3 on Mar 10, 2006, 7:14pm »
Jasmine was exhausted.She had been trying to find a job all day. She decided to go to the beach and relax a little she had a pink quite revealing bikini on.She sat on the sand it was nearly sunset and everyone was on their way home. Jasmine just stay there she really wanted a freind or just someone to have a conversation with.
Mirror Image: Slim, straight hair, usually wearing jeans and a t shirt. Bright blue eyes, that change color with emotion.
The Past: Used to live in Kentucky but moved to California to become a successful singer. Her parents didn't support her so she raised all money to come here by herself. She was surrounded by horses her entire life and had some emotional problems when she was younger. She is still very shy, but speaks up every now and then.
Personality: Courtney is usually shy, but when she is around people that she knows she is always talking. She used to have emotional problems, but now is mostly over that. She still breaks down every now and then, but not as often as it used to be. She is kind of a tom boy and likes to hang out with the guys. She is more talkative around them than the girls.
Job: Singer
Illnesses/Prescriptions: None
Children: None
Siblings: None
Pets: a rat terrier puppy, Reba
Homing Information:Tyler CLose
Role playing Example: Courtney looked out the plane window nervously. She felt her stomach drop as she saw how far up they were. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Before she knew it she was asleep. A few hours later Courtney awoke to a sudden lurching feeling. She figured they were landing and saw the seatbelt sign flashing. She quickly buckled herself in and calmed herself down as they touched ground. Courtney still didn't have any idea what she was going to do once she got here but she stood up, brushing thoughts from her mind, as she unloaded her luggage. She smiled at a few of the friendly people who flashed her a smile. When her feet hit the tar she felt like her legs felt like rubber. She looked around and finally waved down a taxi which drove her around until she told him to drop her off infront of Tyler Close.
Re: //I Could Be Your Punk Rock Princess// « Result #5 on Mar 2, 2006, 12:22am »
He grinned. He walked out, doing the 'pimp' walk. He laughed slightly. He sighed. "My name is Chris." he said, his voice trying to sound over all of the noise. "You are looking mighty pretty." He smiled. He gave her a kiss on the cheek. He could be flirty, too. His hand went to her waist and then worked their way to her thighs. He liked feeling around girls, too.
Joined: Feb 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 8 Location: england Karma: 0
Re: -open- Shadows Of The Past « Result #6 on Mar 1, 2006, 4:15pm »
She smiled sypatheticaly."Im sorry"she said.She felt really sorry for him,"Whats a matter?"she asked sitting down on a bench,she realised he wasnt gonna attack her.
[/Got in a streetfight with the IRS and i'm alright took one to the chest but i'm fine\]
Joined: Feb 2006 Posts: 3 Location: [/Mother Russia\] Karma: 0
[/Blue Burns Orange\]Open « Result #8 on Mar 1, 2006, 2:08am »
In America it was called a convenient store.In Russia...well they really didn't have them.She smiled to herself as she walked into the store.Her hazel eyes looked around the inside,at all the food and stuff.Her smile vanished soon after,but she kept moving toward the fridge.She gripped the door handle and swung it open and grabbed a Sobies.She moved toward the counter and payed,as well for a bottle of Stolychnaya.She smiled a fake smile to the cashier,and turned to walk for the door.
She stepped out into the sun and found a bench.She sat on the bench and opened the sobies.She stared forward,looking at nothing and no body in particular.People gave her quick glances as they walked in,but she slouched and ignored them.It wasn't like she cared much.She sighed and stared at the bottle of Vodka in the bag.One thing handy about these convenient stores was that they sold vodka cheap.Oh well,she could always have some shipped over once she made some money,and didn't live in a near state of poverty.
It was bad that she was pretty broke,but she had lived that way for the most part of life so what was the difference?
I go by Svetlana and live here in CA.I havn't made any friends and I am single.I am 21 years old and have a lot left in my life.Dancing and choreography are my love and job.I am as straight as the 2x4 that is falling on your head.
Joined: Feb 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 8 Location: Right behind you. Karma: 0
Re: -open- Shadows Of The Past « Result #9 on Mar 1, 2006, 1:26am »
"No....." He has to admit--he feels pretty crappy. He's felt like that for years, hiding it behind bravado. He's never told anyone what happened--why he's this way. Mainl because he doesn't want them to think he's weird: hell, it's been many years since that happened, he should be able to just get over it.
Joined: Feb 2006 Gender: Female Posts: 8 Location: england Karma: 0
seeking « Result #10 on Feb 28, 2006, 9:09pm »
scott stood shades over his eyes,he was bored and wanted some more acting.He was waering jeans with a pale blue top. He didnt really know what to do usually people phoned him but know it was the other way round