Post by Damien Ashford on Apr 11, 2009 15:09:55 GMT -5
Damien Ashford
[/size]Thes hoes wanna be my wife,
They love my hazle eyes,
The way I strut got them hypmotized
[/center]NICK NAMES[/color] Damie, Dames, Ashie.
AGE[/color] 16 1st of April
GENDER[/color] male
SEXUALITY[/color] bisexual
CLIQUE[/color] emo
CANON[/color] if you're a canon, please label this as CANON LAST NAME - canon play-by. if you are not, leave blank
PLAY-BY[/color] Alex Evans
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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?
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CONTACT[/color] MSN- Sh.adz@hotmail.com , Add me anytime 
CODE FROM THE RULES[/color] i read the rules
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color]
Nicole looked at the board and continued scribbling, she wasn’t interested in doing any schoolwork, after a few minutes she tore the page from her book and started sketching the teacher being hung from the roof, it wasn’t the most artistic thought but it was entertaining, if only it was also real. If Nicole had of been a bad drawer it wouldn’t have taken so long until she’d finished, but sometimes the smaller details needed more attention to give a picture the realism that made it good, After finishing her rough sketch, Nicole smiled, later she’d do a proper one but for now it was time to sketch the cute guy beside her. Taking quick glances at him every now and then, Nicole started on the basic outline, blocking everything out of her mind, drawing was relaxing in it’s weird way. Why did they have to tell her about the divorce, what was the point of it, they should’ve known about what would happen, maybe she shouldn’t have fought about it so much and waited till they got home, maybe things would’ve turned out differently, so many bad things happened in life, what was the point in taking it seriously when you could die at any time?
Nicole starting working one the details of her drawing, she usually left the hair until last, only because it took more time and seemed to need more detail for it to look realistic. While drawing, Nicole managed to escape from reality, sort of the same effect that drinking had but drawing was certainly a better escape, everyone agreed. As Nicole started to work on smaller details she had to look at Brett for longer periods of time, making sure to look in the corner of her eyes, last thing she wanted was for the one person she may have something in common with, to think she was some freak, but id would be just her luck to get caught staring. Nicole finished Brett’s eyes and leaned back thinking about different ways to get expelled, well she could sleep with a teacher, or beating up the school bitch both sounded fun, ugh, was it smoke time yet.
Nicole grinned at the thoughts running through her mind, still smiling she put her head down and continued her sketch, withdrawing into herself, well until being brought back to reality by the teacher telling her and the guy next to her, who’s name she now knew, Brett, to get in front of the class and tell the class about themselves, well what to say? Nicole stood up and walked to the front standing beside Brett, she listened to his story, that was rather short, didn’t tell her anything useful about him but ohwell. As the teacher looked at her, Nicole sighed and thought for a few minutes, deciding what not and what to say. “well, ugh, where I grew up isn’t important, I like to sketch things, oh and I enjoy parties and drinking, maybe if there’s a good looking guy fucking is fun, my current goal is to piss every teacher off, oh and I always have smokes so if anyone wants to buy some I can help ya out.” Nicole looked at the teacher with an innocent smile. “is that enough for you?” She walked back to her seat and sat down, once again burying her thought into her drawing, one day, she’d stop being a cow, but in her mind, if someone didn’t like it, they could go get fucked. Nicole was quite happy with her sketch so far, she’d chosen a hot guy to draw, she got to look at him a lot and have an excuse, not that she’d actually tell him, instead, she’d tell him that she thought he was hot, what was the point in lying, being honest was so much simpler.
(one of my posts on a diff site, it's tooo early to write a new one now)
Nicole starting working one the details of her drawing, she usually left the hair until last, only because it took more time and seemed to need more detail for it to look realistic. While drawing, Nicole managed to escape from reality, sort of the same effect that drinking had but drawing was certainly a better escape, everyone agreed. As Nicole started to work on smaller details she had to look at Brett for longer periods of time, making sure to look in the corner of her eyes, last thing she wanted was for the one person she may have something in common with, to think she was some freak, but id would be just her luck to get caught staring. Nicole finished Brett’s eyes and leaned back thinking about different ways to get expelled, well she could sleep with a teacher, or beating up the school bitch both sounded fun, ugh, was it smoke time yet.
Nicole grinned at the thoughts running through her mind, still smiling she put her head down and continued her sketch, withdrawing into herself, well until being brought back to reality by the teacher telling her and the guy next to her, who’s name she now knew, Brett, to get in front of the class and tell the class about themselves, well what to say? Nicole stood up and walked to the front standing beside Brett, she listened to his story, that was rather short, didn’t tell her anything useful about him but ohwell. As the teacher looked at her, Nicole sighed and thought for a few minutes, deciding what not and what to say. “well, ugh, where I grew up isn’t important, I like to sketch things, oh and I enjoy parties and drinking, maybe if there’s a good looking guy fucking is fun, my current goal is to piss every teacher off, oh and I always have smokes so if anyone wants to buy some I can help ya out.” Nicole looked at the teacher with an innocent smile. “is that enough for you?” She walked back to her seat and sat down, once again burying her thought into her drawing, one day, she’d stop being a cow, but in her mind, if someone didn’t like it, they could go get fucked. Nicole was quite happy with her sketch so far, she’d chosen a hot guy to draw, she got to look at him a lot and have an excuse, not that she’d actually tell him, instead, she’d tell him that she thought he was hot, what was the point in lying, being honest was so much simpler.
(one of my posts on a diff site, it's tooo early to write a new one now)
PLEASE PUT YOUR APPLICATION IN [*CODE][/*CODE] BRACKETS AND DELETE THIS LITTLE MESSAGE! =]
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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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