Post by Toby Richardson on Apr 14, 2009 23:36:04 GMT -5
Toby Samuel Richardson
i'll be there when your heart stops beating, i'll be there when your last breath's taken away
NICK NAMES[/color] none so far
AGE[/color] seventeen, born October 7, 1992
GENDER[/color] male
SEXUALITY[/color] heterosexual
CLIQUE[/color] boy next door/jock
PLAY-BY[/color] Alex Pettyfer
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OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
[/color][/center]INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
[/color][/center]EXPERIENCE[/color] 3 years
CONTACT[/color] yahoo email: emalee9@yahoo.com
CODE FROM THE RULES[/color] i read the rules!
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color]
Toby watched as his Aunt ran around the house. She trailed blue and green streamers behind her. The loud clunking of his Uncle echoed up the stairs from the basement. Toby sat recording the scene on his videocamera. He intended to document his brother's fifteenth birthday. It had been one of Toby's best. He learned to drive and only had one year to wait until he got his license. His Aunt passed the doorway, and then took a few steps back before scowling. He shrugged at her, before following her down the hall to the family room. An array of presents were spread out across the coffee table. The sliding door was wide open, allowing a nice spring breeze to float through the house. Their toy poodle. Rosie ran out the door at high speed, before flying off the steps. She really bounded down them, but from Toby's angle, she seemd to just slip off them. She ran to the end of the yard before picking up and assortment of sticks and racing back toward the house. She spit them out all of the carpet, before starting to chew them to tiny pieces.
"Oh! Rosie, bad girl!" Toby's Aunt said, trying to untangle herself from the streamers. Toby lifted up the dog and put her down on the couch. She looked up at him, her tail wagging enthusiastically. Toby ran around the living room picking up shards of wood, before the carpet was spotless. His Aunt sighed as she lined the wall with the last of the streamers. A huge banner reading 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY THOMAS!" hung above the sliding door. Then, the sound of cars pulling up the driveway reached the family's ears. Guests began pouring in, presents were stacked, and drinks were offered. Toby put in a cd of Thomas's favorite mixes, the first song was "Nightlife" by The Soft Pack. Thirty minutes after all of the party guests had shown up, Thomas arrived. He had no idea that he was having a party. They had all lied to him saying they were taking him out to dinner.
Thomas walked into the house, calling Toby's name, before Rosie ran to greet him. He scaled the house, before approaching the living room. He flipped on the lights, and as he stepped into the room, a crowd of people rushed to him screaming, "Happy birthday Thomas!" Laughter fileld the air, and Toby muttered the words, 'Action', under his breath as he began cricling the crowd to get the look on Thomas's face captured on camera. He would never let Thomas's face when he saw everyone go. [/color]
CARLEE BARLEY !? OF CAUTION 2.0 MADE THIS AND I SHOULDN'T STEAL IT OR TAKE THIS CREDIT OFF BECAUSE IF I DO, SHE'LL EAT ME WITH ONE OF THOSE MELON SCOOPERS!
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