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 Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:12 pm
COLOR PALETTE-
Wingman- #36648B
Jester- #3CB371
New Girl- #5D478B
Queen of Hearts- #EE1289
Sweetheart- #FF82AB
Rockstar- #EE0000
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:14 pm
THE SKELETON- THE CODE- [imgright] [ADD PICTURE HERE] [/imgright] [align=center][i]Ignore my puppetmaster...[/i] [color=xxx][b][Username here][/b][/color][/align] [align=left][i]My real name is...[/i] [color=xxx][b][FULL NAME HERE][/color][/b] [i]But you probably know me as...[/i] [color=xxx][b][TITLE (See character list)][/color][/b] [i]You can also call me...[/i] [color=xxx][b][NICKNAME][/color][/b] [i]Blowing out this many candles this year...[/i] [color=xxx][b][AGE][/b][/color] [i]Here's my ******** epic...[/i] [color=xxx][b][BIO- AT LEAST TWO PARAGRAPHS][/color][/b] [center]❤✖[color=XXX]❤[/color]✖❤[/center] [i]Can't get enough...[/i] [b][color=xxx][LIKES- LIST FORM][/color][/b] [i]But keep away the...[/i] [b][color=xxx][DISLIKES- LIST FORM][/color][/b] [i]Rockin' to my theme song?...[/i] [color=xxx][b][THEME SONG PLEASE][/b][/color] [size=6][i]Profile skeleton by Levira So in the end it should look like this:  Ignore my puppetmaster...
[Username here] My real name is...[FULL NAME HERE]But you probably know me as... [TITLE (See character list)]You can also call me...[NICKNAME]Blowing out this many candles this year...[AGE]Here's my ******** epic...[BIO- AT LEAST TWO PARAGRAPHS]❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough...[LIKES- LIST FORM]But keep away the...[DISLIKES- LIST FORM]Rockin' to my theme song?...[THEME SONG PLEASE]Profile skeleton by Levira
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:16 pm
LADIES AND GENTLEMEN MAY I PRESENT TO YOU...THE JESTER-dragonhealer
THE WINGMAN-Lucifer Moloch
THE ROCKSTAR-MiketheDarkFireAlchemist
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS-Saera of the Ninja
THE NEW GIRL-kixna1016
THE SWEETHEART -x x _ m o n e t _ x x THE JESTER- Being High School's number-one heart-throb is nothing to this guy. He loves to play pranks and otherwise cause trouble. Loud and wild, it would take a knock-out pill to get this guy to settle down. Girls? He's got a ton, had a ton, and wants a ton. Deep down he's got a big ol' secret though. He's fallen for her, and hard. Maybe it's because she doesn't want anything to do with him?
THE WINGMAN- Best friend of him, this guy is only second to him. He's a little more collected, the silent brooding type. It's still no secret, rumors about his addiction to booze fly around the school every now and again, but they don't really seem to bother him a bit. Between the two friends, a bet was made. It was said that if he could get her to fall in love with him... then the title of "Top Heartbreaker" would pass to him. Sounds easy enough...right?
THE ROCKSTAR- What girl doesn't love a bad boy? Especially a bad boy who's hot as hell and likes a little rock and roll? This guy parties hard, but lately he can't shake the feeling that something about his life isn't the same as it once was. He's starting to question whether sex, drugs, and fame will bring him all that he desires and more. To make matters worse? His hard-assed parents are demanding that he go to college and have gotten him a tutor... But that tutor is looking pretty damn familiar... maybe because it's Her?
THE QUEEN OF HEARTS- She's officially the queen of the school. There's not a guy in school who's immune to her powers of persuasion, and she can get virtually anything she wants from anyone. Teachers, friends, boys, her parents, they live to serve and that's just the way she likes it. Of course... He's never fallen for her charm... so why's he suddenly paying her so much attention?
THE NEW GIRL- New to the school, she hears all about his playboy reputation. When they get assigned as lab partners though, she decides she's not going to fall for any of his tricks and decides to keep this romeo at arm's length... So why is he all she can think about all of a sudden?
THE SWEETHEART - It's not about what she does, it's about what she doesn't do. This girl is the most involved girl in school, and is president of everything from the matheletes to the school debate team. Not only is she every college's dream girl, she happens to be beautiful, smart, and rich. Call her a knockout. There's just one problem... Him. They met at a party a few weeks before the big V-Day dance and now she's embarrassed to even look him in the eyes. Why? Maybe a night spent spit-swapping had something to do with it...story originally by Levira - permission to copy -
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:20 pm
TH3 H3ARTBR3AK3R'S C0D3
Fairy-tale romance?
Don't think so... 
- There will be no one-liners. I ask that your posts be at least a 5 sentence paragraph.
- You will not have the same characters over and over again. I do not want any character I have seen before, and that includes your every day run of the mill characters either. I want twisted, motivated, fallen-from grace sleaze for the males.
I want bitchy, stab-you-in-the-back-with-your-own-knife females with serious attitude problems. I don't want a bunch of damn emos with the bio of: "My father/mother beat me every night and now I have all these issues that I cannot get over."
- You will obey me and my rules, as well as those provided by Gaia and the gulid mods.
- You will keep all romance and swearing at a PG-13 level. Take romance to pms or use a skipping post for sex.
- You will use pictures of real people for posts. NO ANIME!
-You will pm me all profile applications titled "Follow the code" To assure me that you have read these rules, you will add a broken heart (
- You will fill out my profile skeleton completely and not change or steal it.
- You will post at least once every two days, and will notify me via pm if for some reason you are unable to post.
- You will add drama, you will be mean, and you will leave hearts bleeding in the streets.
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:51 pm
TH0S3 L0V3LY LADii3S  Ignore my puppetmaster...
Saera of the Ninja My real name is...
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick
But you probably know me as...
The Queen Of Hearts
You can also call me...
Rose
Blowing out this many candles this year...
17
Here's my ******** epic...
Rosalyn can be described in one word. b***h. She is the daughter of an internet entrepreneur. She's a total Daddies girl since shes the only daughter he happened to have. She learned from Daddy the joyful act's of hacking and coding. I mean the queen of the school has to cover all her bases. All the sites like Myspace and Facebook were places where people could plan against her, and talk about her. She searches all of these sites to make sure no one said anything about her she didn't want said. This also meant that she could take care of and ruin people. Two birds with with one stone.
Now Rose refused once she was the queen of her school that she would be a cheerleader. She in fact became the President of her Class, President of Student Government, President of the Tech Club, and on the video of morning announcements. There was supposed to be two people who announced. She just giggled and smiled at the teacher in charge, now only she is seen there. If there's a new person in the school Terra will make sure, if its a girl that she will NEVER have any sense of popularity, And if he's a guy that he will undoubtably be in love with her and chase after her like EVERY boy in the school....except Him... ❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough...Pepperoni Pizza
Video Games
Making other girls that are less pretty cry
The internet
Shopping at tech stores
Silver jewelery
Money from Daddy
Halloween
But keep away the...Veggies
Cheerleaders
idiots
Gold jewelery
fake blond's
Rockin' to my theme song?...Girlfriend ~ Avril LavigneProfile skeleton by Levira  Ignore my puppetmaster...
Kixna1016 My real name is... Tristan Maria Uxray But you probably know me as... New Girl You can also call me... Trist or Ivy Blowing out this many candles this year... 17 Here's my ******** epic... Tristan lived a normal life compared to other peoples standards; she lived with her dad all her life and didn't worry about where her mom was. As far as she knew, she didn't have one and was perfectly okay with it. Until her dad sent her to live with her mom; then everything changed. Now Tristan finished moving and has to do her best to fit in with a crowd that she doesn't want to fit in with. Slowly, she started to fall into a depression and changed from being the happy-go-lucky kid she was to one who hid from everyone. ❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough... Writing
Music
Sushi
Singing to herself (she has a confidence problem) But keep away the... Preppy girls
anything meat
Overly-loud people
Any authority figure (Teachers, her mom, etc.) Rockin' to my theme song?... 10,000 Fists- Disturbed Profile skeleton by Levira Ignore my puppetmaster...
x x _ m o n e t _ x x My real name is... Kara Mae Lockhart But you probably know me as... The Sweetheart You can also call me... Just, Kara Blowing out this many candles this year... Seventeen Here's my ******** epic... Kara had always been expected to give it her all in everything that she did. Her father was one of the main doctors at the hospital they lived near, and her mother was one of the more well-known artists in Europe, where she was born. Therefore, Kara wanted to live up to her parents expectations, using their successful lives as her motivation in school and other curricular activities.
And so it was no surprise that she would indulge herself in books and studying, doing all sorts of after school activities to occupy her free time, excelling, quickly, at the things she did. She was beautiful, sweet, intelligent, rich... But she never wanted to show it off. Kara strayed away from social interaction with people, keeping to the library when she could, her nose stuck in a different ready every day of the week. She's afraid to get close to people, and is shy mostly, sometimes being picked on...
Of course, that was until the night she got dragged into a party and ended up meeting him... ❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough... ❤ music :: piano, guitar, violin, and singing
❤ art :: photography and drawing
❤ literature :: reading and writing
❤ dancing :: hula, hip-hop, and tap
❤ cold weather :: rain and snow
❤ my freedom
❤ the ocean :: swimming and surfing
❤ clothes :: scarves, converse shoes, and fingerless gloves
❤ my glasses
❤ sweets But keep away the... ✖ onions
✖ cats :: allergic
✖ bugs :: spiders and cockroaches
✖ small spaces
✖ loud noises
✖ thunder and lightning
✖ bossy people
✖ jerks
✖ crocs
✖ cry babies and spoiled kids Rockin' to my theme song?... This is Me Acoustic by Demi LovatoProfile skeleton by Levira
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 6:52 pm
TH0S3 DASHiiNG G3NTS Ignore my puppetmaster...
dragonhealer My real name is...Wes Jeremy KiplingBut you probably know me as...[THE JESTER]You can also call me...JayBlowing out this many candles this year...17Here's my ******** epic...Wes was known though out the teenage community for his taste in women and love of practical jokes. In his younger years he was rough and tough and often sported a broken arm or bruised knees. He pulled stupid stunts but the attention and reactions they got him made the pain worth it. As long as he had the knowledge that he wasn't alone and that every one around him knew who he was than he was fine. As he grew older he stopped getting hurt so often, but his stunts grew more elaborate, and the moment he started to find girls attractive he became the biggest flirt that this town had ever seen. He can never have to many girls, and never seems to be satisfied.
Wes lives with his his dad and step mom in a mid sized home just off of main street. His dad is a very busy man, and never seems to have time for Jay. His step mom has only been around for four years and they don't really connect. Wes's biological mother died of cancer when he was seven. He doesn't talk about it. ❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough...
Waterguns
Alcohol
Women
Bottles of fake blood
Trick stage knifes
Liberal politicians
Cancer fundraisers in the form of a half marathon.
DogsBut keep away the...Girls who think that their to good for him
Angry fathers
That crappy Monday feeling
Sharks
Heavy metal
Hair bands
Romance addicts
Over-sized sweaters
Girls with back self esteem
Milk Rockin' to my theme song?...Campus-Vampire WeekendProfile skeleton by Levira  Ignore my puppetmaster...
[Lucifer Moloch] My real name is...Zeke FujiwaraBut you probably know me as...[THE WINGMAN]You can also call me...Z, FujiBlowing out this many candles this year...17Here's my ******** epic...Zeke's dad was a drunk. Everyone knew it. Zeke's mother died when he was born. Everyone knew that, too. Everyone thought that Zeke was abused by his father when he got drunk. They were wrong. Zeke's dad was awesome. From the age of eight, Zeke's dad would let him drink, even if it was just a little bit. Zeke did get a lot of bruises, but that came from fighting other kids talking smack about his dad. By the time Zeke was fifteen, he was a full-blown alcoholic like his dad. Zeke became friends with Wes back in the day, and Zeke'll usually take the heat for anything overly stupid he does. At least, from the police and authorities.❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough...Liquor
Women
His dad
Chilling
Feeling numb
SnowBut keep away the...Sobriety
The 5-0
His mom
Other guys [aside from Wes]
EmotionsRockin' to my theme song?...Whiskey Hangover by GodsmackProfile skeleton by Levira  Ignore my puppetmaster...
MiketheDarkFireAlchemist My real name is...
Michael Daniel Thompson
But you probably know me as...
The Rockstar
You can also call me...
Mike or Thompson
Blowing out this many candles this year...
19
Here's my ******** epic...
Michael was born a good kid. He grew up like most others, couple friends, hanging out at the mall and playing videogames for fun. Then he reached high school and realized there were two kinds of people: those that get stabbed in the back and those that do the stabbing.. His guitar skills made him popular with several other kids and they formed a band “Advent‘s Gate”. His sophomore year Michael was drinking every day, balancing several girlfriends that didn’t care for him, and bringing in four hundred dollars a day in payment from gigs and tips and ‘found‘ wallets. He writes his own songs and sings from the hate from the world that screwed him over.
After waking up in a hospital bed with his parents screaming next to him he changed. His songs were too sad and his band dropped him, everyone left him, and he fell off the face of the earth for a while. Finally everything want back to the way it was after going to dozens of psychiatrists and hooking back up with his band. Michael is as big of a loudmouth as ever before. Inside though something is different. His only plans after high school is going across the country with his band, but his parents insisted he get a tutor. She’s familiar to his heart, but his memory is a complete blur. Who is she? ❤✖❤✖❤ Can't get enough...Gigs
Cash
Video Games
Easy girls
Computers
Guitar picks
Wrist bands
Belts
Pizza
Unlawful fun
But keep away the...Parents
Control freaks
Religious girls
Hot shots
Morons
Rockin' to my theme song?...B.Y.O.B. - System Of A DownProfile skeleton by Levira
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:00 pm
 0P3N- Thanks for the excitement everyone! Please read and enjoy!
we're starting out a regular day in the high school
you also dont have to only be with your set other
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Posted: Fri Dec 18, 2009 11:07 pm
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick  "Ms. Kilpatrick...your breakfast is ready", the intercom by her bed sounded. Rose sighed happily as she woke to the sound of her fathers main butler for their home."another day..the ruler of the school...".She loved being the queen of the school and another day in rule. She stood and walked over to her closet her porcelain skin exposed from the silky black nightgown. She rifled through the designer clothes and chose some green fishnets, a lacy tank top that would be under a renaissance style tunic, then the perfect black skirt. It was just enough to send the boys insane and be in school dress code. She pulled on her black boots and laced them quickly. She flounced downstairs to the long dining room table her father sat at the end of. She kissed his cheek, took the fifty out of his hand, and grabbed her banana. She was handed her perfectly in style trench coat and matching umbrella from England and smiled at the elderly woman. "I have student Government today...so I'll need picked up an hour after school.." she smiled at the woman warmly and headed out to the waiting limo. She slid into the back and sighed happily using her iPhone to check Myspace and Facebook really quick. "Sasha...E.T.A. five minutes...thats right..nothing new this morning but by tonight that whore will pay..." 
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 1:34 am
 TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
Zeke woke to a rather loud "GET UP, SHITHEAD!" ringing in his ears and cold ice water being thrust in his face. Zeke jumped awake, ready for a fight, only to see his scruffy father standing above him, smirking. Zeke rubbed his eyes, looking at the time. Ah, hell. Zeke quickly ran into the shower, got dressed, and got down to the kitchen. He was wearing a plain pair of jeans, work boots, some random band t-shirt, and his belt. That had a belt buckle. Sure it was pretty tacky, but it had a flask in it. That was the important part. Zeke made himself some breakfast (some Cheerios, a piece of toast, and a shot of Jäger), before heading out, beat up old iPod blaring some classic old tunes. Zeke lit a cigarette not far from his house, casually strutting down the street to school. He lived within walking distance from the school, so the usual hideout for stupid stunts was his place. Zeke stopped at an intersection, contemplating. He didn't particularly feel like going to school today, but he had nothing better to do.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 10:28 am
[+][THE JESTER][+]-Wes Kipling-Wes jolted into the world of the woken with the sound of a far starting ten feet away in the driveway. This sound brought panic as well and a little disappointment to him but all he knew for sure at that moment was that, His alarm had failed to sound again and that his step mom was leaving for work like she always did ten minutes before he was suppose to leave for school.
"Thanks a lot Janet."
The young man muttered as he rolled out of bed and into the bathroom. He washed his hair in the sink then dried it using a pink plastic sparkly hair dryer set on the highest setting. He stuck his ring finger in a jar of styling goop then rubbed his hands together. His fingers danced though his brown hair and the effect was a lot nicer than he had looked before he stepped into the bathroom. Wes then dotted shaving cream on his upper lip and removed the prickles that would become a mustache if he let them be fore to long. Once he felt that he looked alright he went back to his room to cover himself in clothing. As much as he would have liked it he wasn't going to be able to pull off the naked look at school everyday. The kid pulled on a pair of jeans, and a tight off white custom printed tee. He Grabbed a bomber jacket off of the pile of sweaters on his computer chair then dashed out of his room and down the hallway. In a matter of seconds he was In his car. And driving towards school. Pretty close to the priso- I mean school, Wes spotted Z. He pulled his car to a stop right next to the boy and rolled down his window.
"How much?"
He asked winking at his best friend.
"And Do I have to wear a rain coat?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 11:57 am
~TH3 QU33N 0f H3ARTS~
Rosalyn Louise Kilpatrick Rosalyn smiled as her best friend, Sasha Vikolowski, awaited the limo's arrival. She was an immigrant from Russia and the slut, while Rose was the proudest virgin of the school. " Hello Sasha.... what are the updates ?" She asked in reference to a girl who had bitched about Rosalyn and how she ruled the school.
" A friend oof mine planteed soom droogs een her hoom. Thee rumors aboot her oon Myspace and facebook haf gooten thee poolice at her hoose. ". Sasha said sipping a coke and watching Rosalyn. Her own accent may still be strong, but her meaning was clear.
Rosalyn laughed and nodded as they made their way now into the school, their heels clacking with an emperious air. " Well, i'm glad i was able to hack into the local network. The b***h needs to be gotten rid of. Her kind of trash doesnt need to be in our school" She murmured and flipped her dark hair away from her eyes.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 12:15 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
When a car stopped right by him, Zeke was a bit on edge. Until he recognized the car. When Wes rolled down his window and made the comment, Zeke cocked an eyebrow before saying with a stereotypical gay lisp "More than you can afford, honey." Zeke then proceeded to circle the car and get in, retrieving the flask from his belt buckle and taking a swig. He put the flask back in it's position before rubbing his eyes. Zeke hated mornings.
"Man," he started, "this early morning s**t's gotta go."
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 1:17 pm
[+][THE JESTER][+]
-Wes Kipling-
Wes chuckled at voice his friend made and rolled his window back up. When the passenger side door closed the car started moving again. He was now in a much better mood. Z just did that to him. It could be the worst day ever but having Z by his side made it bearable.
"Must you start drinking so early Z. It's not even eight yet."
Wes had nothing against alcohol, in fact he was a big fan. But the way Zeke drank it, as if it where water, made him uneasy. The young man took a sip from his own drink, a reusable cup, of coffee in the cup holder.
"Want some coffee, It's warm and I promise it won't make you black out." He held out the cup for Z but kept his eyes on the road.
They were an odd couple Z and Wes. They'd been together forever, and knew everything about each other and spent more time together than most thought was social all right for two straight men. But both of them had their issues and they just did what they wanted to and hoped that it wouldn't end in death or legal problems.
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Posted: Sat Dec 19, 2009 1:24 pm
TheWingman
Zeke 藤原
When Wes began nagging about his drinking, Zeke just shrugged. "But Jay," he said, "you know it's happy hour somewhere." Zeke finished his cigarette and flicked it out the window, only to have something held out to his side. Zeke saw it was a cup and Wes said it was coffee. Zeke grabbed it by the top with only two fingers and eyed it suspiciously. He only drank certain kinds of coffee, after all, he hated the bitter taste of black coffee and had quite a sweet tooth.
"Cream and sugar?"
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