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Hi, my name is: [Tiffany May Kern]
Sometimes I prefer to be called: [Tif]
My puppeteer is: [SarahlovesDavidH]
My last birthday was my: [22nd]

I am pursuing a career as: [a musician; R&B singer and hip-hop dancer]

Some things I like are: [Friends
David [brother]
R&B and Pop music
Cold weather and snow
Scarves
Free time
Clothes and Shopping
Cuddling
Singing
Dancing]

Some of my dislikes are: [Bugs
People looking down on her
Rejection
Hot weather
She resents her parents for abandoning David]

I look something like this: [Tif has thick long light blonde hair that drapes around her shoulders or is up in a bun. Her eyes are deep blue and her skin is pale peach and smooth. She is of average weight, though she has muscle built up from dancing. She is about 5’7”.]

This is how I act: [Sensitive
Friendly
Affectionate
Upbeat
Playful
Sweet
Emotionally Strong
Motherly [to her brother all times, and to others sometimes]

This is what my life has been like: [Tif has always accelled in school, but she never took a true liking to academics. Music is where her heart lies. Her parents weren’t home a lot, so she spent a lot of time at home singing and playing around like she was performing, and it stuck. That is what she wanted to do with the rest of her life.
She grew up as an only child, but her parents adopted a Chinese baby boy named David in the middle of Tif’s senior year, and he is now four years old. Her parents have been having marriage difficulties ever since Tif could remember, and finally legally separated a bit after David arrived. Her dad ended up gaining custody of David, but he claimed that he needed time to himself, and asked if Tif could take care of him for awhile. This “temporary arrangement” ended up being that her father got arrested on numerous DUI charges, and David has been with Tif ever since.
She certainly doesn’t mind taking care of him though. She loves him so much, and her various part time jobs in New York during school make it easy for her to afford taking the best care of him. Her roommates and other college friends gladly babysat during her classes, so that wasn’t a big deal either. Her employers rather liked it when David trailed along with her to work, helping in any way a young child could.]

Here is a bit of extra information about me: [Her brother is first priority at the moment. She always has to make sure that he is well taken care of before taking care of herself.]

Hi, my name is: [Lysander Randall Valentine]
Sometimes I prefer to be called: [Lye, Randy, Cupid]
My puppeteer is: [Lucifer Moloch]
My last birthday was my: [23]

I am pursuing a career as: [Author]

Some things I like are: [Books
Music
Small Parties
The stars
Women]

Some of my dislikes are: [The nickname 'Cupid'
Drama
Large groups of people
Depression]

I look something like this: [Staggering at a height of 6'4", Lysander has a good build, but it's hard to tell since he hunches over. His shaggy nigh-black hair covers his amber eyes, and has a scar above his left eyebrow. He regularly wears a dangling earing of a wolf fang on his left ear. He tends to wear baggy clothing, and regularly wears a heavy military coat in colder weather.]

This is how I act: [Around people he doesn't know or trust or just in a large group of people, Lysander's moody, quite, abrasive, and sometimes mysterious. He'll refuse to talk and resort to grunts, head motions, and hand gestures. This obviously tends to him getting little friends, which that in turn makes him more upset.
Around people he does know or with smaller groups of people, however, he's much more open, and is much more agreeable. All in all, though, he hates body contact unless he's acknowledged to it or he's the one touching someone else. He also has several odd quirks and habits, which include stealing spoons and refusing to go to bed without at least one other human or pet in a building.]

This is what my life was like: [Born to a single mother in Seattle, Lysander moved to LA before he could remember. While his mother had frequent on-off relationships with various guys, Lysander became quick friends with Tiffany and through her with everyone else. Lysander never did that well in class, even in English, his strong point, which infuriated his teachers to no end.
High school was a great period of change for Lysander, where before he had been simply the quiet moody guy in the background, he began doing more illegal things, and began having more fun. He would sneak out of his house and begin having fun, i.e. doing graffiti, making poor excuses of bombs and setting them off, getting into fights, etc. Lysander still fondly remembers his first arrest, it had been made in the middle of the one class Lysander had with all his friends and it shocked everyone. When he graduated, Lysander went to the University of Washington and got a degree in English.]

Here is a bit of extra information about me: [Lysander would perform in underground fighting rings to pay for his college tuition.]

Hi, my name is: [Emma Raine Watson]
Sometimes I prefer to be called: [Emmy]
My puppeteer is: [0oaphroditeo0]
My last birthday was my: [22nd]

I am pursuing a career as: [Marine Biologist]

Some things I like are: [Techno;;Wakeboarding;;The Mediterranean Sea;;Batman;;Sugar;;Motorcycles;;Traveling;;Rockstar Energy Drinks]

Some of my dislikes are: [People who chew with their mouth open;;Country;;Surfing;;Stuck Ups;;Monster Energy Drinks;;Math]

I look something like this:[Emma Raine Watson]

This is how I act: [Curious;;Kind;;Responsible;;OCD about cleanliness;;Quiet;;Adventurous;;Intimidating;;Respectful]

This is what my life was like: [Emma grew up a normal life with her family of her two parents and twin brothers. Ever since she was able to drive though, she only drove a Ducati motorcycle (her uncle got her hooked on those)).
After her family had come back from Europe, Emma was inspired to become a Marine Biologist later in life. That is why when she moved out, she moved to Miami, where they had a college for specifically Marine Biology. Finally, back in L.A., she strives to become an employee at the Long Beach Aquarium.]

Here is a bit of extra information about me: [Emma usually doesn't talk and prefers to think about things insider her head than do that. Mostly, when Emma talks, it will be about something smart or important.]

Hi, my name is: Melissa Cyrea Shiyan
Sometimes I prefer to be called: Mel, Cy.
My puppeteer is: Clara33
My last birthday was my: 23d.

I am pursuing a career as: Voice actor/artist

Some things I like are: Singing, acting, reading, drawing, dancing, and sleeping.

Some of my dislikes are: Bugs, flying, blood, and zucchini.

I look something like this: Red orange hair with purple highlights. Brown eyes, tall, thin. Freckles over the bridge of the nose.

This is how I act: Shy, except when I'm with my friends. Then I'm random and crazy. I have a strange obsession with purple wombats and invisible Belgian waffles. And the color purple. That's why I have purple highlights.

This is what my life was like: Most of my life was spent staring out a tiny window in a dark room. My father died when I was little, and my mother spend most of her time at work earning enough money to get by. Eventually we were separated because she couldn't 'take care of a little girl', even though I was 13 when I was handed over to my aunts.

I used to spend a lot of time with my older sister, and when she had to go to collage I was heart broken. That was when I met the 5 others. So, high school wasn't that bad. Then I went to Brown university in Providence, Rode Island. I came back home 4 years later with a degree in acting.

Here is a bit of extra information about me: I have a black and tan dog, and a white cat. I named them after characters in my favorite book. Also, I dance in my free time. I could probably dance professionally if I hadn't quit dancing for voice acting in collage.

Hi, my name is: [Ryan Jordan Gillespie]
Sometimes I prefer to be called: [R.J.]
My puppeteer is: [Smorgasmorgan]
My last birthday was my: [23rd]

I am pursuing a career as: [Architect]

Some things I like are: [Girls, books, music, girls, my motorcycle and girls]

Some of my dislikes are: [marshmallows, CNN, large dogs, messes]

I look something like this:[Red curly hair, green eyes. R.J. ]

This is how I act: [A total neatfreak. I color-code my socks even. And alphabetize my cds/dvds/books. And sanitize my kitchen counters like twice daily. I know it may seem like a lot, but I like having a place for everything. I've been organized since I was a kid, but college just added a whole new level of crazy to it. I'm a little germaphobic, but it's not like I won't shake your hand. I'll just have to wash mine afterwards.

This is not to say that I'm unkind, I'm not. I have a real love for people, but not for their messes. I can be something of a wet blanket if I don't get my way, but I'm not boring. I try to allways look on the bright side of things, and I'm hopelessly romantic. I'm also pigheadedly chivalrous.]

This is what my life was like: [I was raised by my dad, an honest to god record producer. Of course, the albums he produces are largely independent artists and children's records. You know, the Wiggles, Sesame Street, Veggietales, that sort of thing. My mom left when I was about five, and I don't remember all that much about her. I have and older brother, Mark, and a younger half-sister, Clara. My dad got remarried about three years ago. My step-mom, Kim, is okay, but I adore little Clara. I feel more like her dad or uncle than like her brother. I make a point of spoiling her.

I haven't seen much of Mark lately. He's about two years older than me, and Mom's departure hit him harder. He's been looking for her for a long time, and I can't understand why. I got good grades at school, but what I loved to do most was to draw. This led me to my love of architecture. The Area around LA has a lot of interesting architechture from the Capitol Records building to old Spanish missions, and I drew everything. I attended Rice University in Houston, and though at first I missed everyone, I made plenty of new friends, and got to know myself really well. I'm glad to be back in Cali, though. Hopefully an internship or job as a draftsman isn't long in coming. Someday I hope to have my own firm.]

Here is a bit of extra information about me: [R.J. is mildly allergic to cats.]

Hi, my name is: [Krisys Mathews]
Sometimes I prefer to be called: [Kri]
My puppeteer is: [Bloodlust-Night]
My last birthday was my: [23rd]

I am pursuing a career as: [[Painter]]

Some things I like are: [Painting, poetry, his dog Mahita, black hair dye, and a smiley face mask made out of a walmart kickball and a length of string.]

Some of my dislikes are: [People who try to say too much, country music, clutter, sleepyness, the color pink]

I look something like this:[Blond neck length hair with black streaks in random places, especially around the tips of the hair. He has green eyes, pale skin, and sits at about 5' 6"/5' 7". He has a pouty kind of lip set, and as the description of a starving artist goes, he's skinny and has dark circles under his eyes from working late into the night. His fingernails are almost always a little long - he works so much that he hardly notices the length - and his hair is usually messy. Generally he wears a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of Chucks. He still looks a lot like he did in High school, but he seems a lot more mature now.]

This is how I act: [Quiet, contemplative, creative, spontaneous, goof ball but at the same time a very sad person, caring, but only to a point.]

This is what my life was like: [Krisys started out life in a small town quite a ways from L.A. It was only when his parents could no longer afford to live in the house there that they had moved to L.A. and found a small apartment. He's never really cared for L.A. since moving into that small apartment as a kid, but he's never really been able to stay away.

When he was seven he got his first dog for Christmas. It was his best friend. He named it Ginger. Unfortunately Ginger was a very hyper dog and didn't like being kept inside the apartment, and eventually she escaped and ran away. Krisys and his parents searched and searched for her and when they found her, the worst had happened. Even though he was only seven when it happened the death of that dog changed Krisys a lot.

Krisys' parents died in a car crash a few weeks before graduation. He hardly seemed to notice. As a present, one of his friends that he'd been with all his life, got him another puppy. He was black, with big blue eyes, and friendly as anyone could've hoped. After he left to go to Oregon University, Mahita was practically Krisys' life. That doesn't mean the dog's spoiled though.]

Here is a bit of extra information about me: [Mahita is almost never at Krisys' side, and when he's not you can almost tell how uncomfortable it is for Kri to deal with. Kri is also an insomniac and a workaholic.]