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 Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 9:59 am
 »____Let Me Tell You A Story____« xxxxx"Psst...", you hear the kid standing in the corner of the long line of dark red lockers hiss your way, "I hear you're interested in something." The others around him look away, as if they are trying not to hear what he's saying to you. Everyone knows the boy's reputation, he's the dealer at Vanderbuilt High School. Torrey, that's his name, his eyes always tired, dialated, and bright all at the same time. No one messes with him, considering one false move at a party and you'll be hooked to whatever drug he slipped into your drink.
xxxxxYour eyes travel up to him, fingers trembling for a hit. "Yeah." you say simply as you clasp your hands together to stop the shaking, at least to the point where no one notices. You ran out, how could you have been so stupid. Withdrawal is a b***h and the cravings have been eating away at your life. Torrey was the one who got you hooked at the start anyway, he was the one who could get anyone hooked. At your reply, his smirk turned into a grimace, only to turn away from you and shuffle through his grungy army green backpack. At his turn you shove your hands in your pockets, trying to see what cash you currently have on you. It's not much, only forty today.
xxxxx"H-how much will this get me?", you ask with stumbling words before taking a step or two closer. The older boy turns his upper half to you and holds out his hand, where you quickly place the two twenty dollar bills. Grumbling to himself Torrey replies with, "Enough for four days if you only hit up once." The scrawny male next to him let out a large laugh, it seemed to echo within the walls of the school hallway. Funny how this was the only kid who seemed slightly aware of the whole drug deal going on in the darker edge of the room, unless everyone else knew what was going on and didn't bother getting into it.
"Four days my a**," he said before looking at the purchasing boy, "He ******** needs it Tor."
xxxxxAn almost wicked laugh escaped the dealer's throat before he handed the boy two vials of powder, each to be heated up and melted down so they could be slid under flawless skin. "They all ******** need it, Deejay.", said Torrey, thin, emaciated limbs crossing at his chest as he watched the boy fumble with the vials. "If I wasn't here they wouldn't have their fix, they need me." he almost cooed before reaching over and patting the boy's head, sighing to himself before turning back around to his backpack and shoving it in his locker, locking it up and checking more than once that it was secure. If he was caught with the drugs, his life would be over and the six teens he often sold drugs to would be in a long drawn out hell. Not that he cared about them so much, he just wanted their money, simple as that.
xxxxx"Tha-anks." you finally muttered before holding the vials close to your body, as if it helped with the craves one little bit. Torrey simply grins to himself before nodding with his head to leave him, and of course you scramble back to your locker. Your only thoughts are about getting home and feeling the needle under your skin, the high that you've wanted for the past two days. No more itchy skin, no more cravings, no more painful and weird dreams, you had your fix. How wonderful and terrifying drugs could be...
xxxxxEveryone was addicted to something. Money, drugs, sex, alcohol. It didn't matter, because there was always a way to obtain it, and Vanderbuilt High was a landmine for all addictions and addicts, the halls bustling with students that were longing for that next high. Many people considered it to be a Teenage Wasteland, where bad teens seemed to accumulate. No one understood why or how, but it was just how it was. It's not long until you get your next hit. How far will you go to get it? until the escape becomes the habit.❞
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 10:00 am
 »____Some Rules Aren't Meant To Be Broken____« ❝You do anything long enough to escape the habit of livingx.LITERACY.x
This is a literate to advanced literate roleplay, therefore you need to be able to make your posts decent, which means at LEAST four well thought out and detailed sentances. I should see thoughts, speech, and character development pretty regularly. Thoughts should be italizied. You MUST have your characters name in the post. Get creative in this area. I love seeing everyone's different posting styles.
x.DEDICATION.x
This is not one of those 'post once then run' kind of roleplays. I expect you to post pretty regularly, unless you have a good reason not to. I expect at least one post ever other day. If not, I will have to claim you unactive until you return, unless you have told me you will be gone. I don't want people to have to wait forever for you to post. It's not fun and it is extremely aggrivating, especially for me. Please, I really like this idea, so let's make it last!
x.MATURITY.x
I expect this roleplay to remain PG-16. Romance is allowed, but no overly detailed sex, but if you MUST go there, please take it to PM's, and do a time skip in the roleplay. Violence is also allowed, a bit more so than sex, since fighting tends to play a big role in an addicts life. Please don't go into excessive gore though, it is unneeded and scares some people away. Use your common sense in this area, thank you.
x.APPLYING.x
Please send me your profiles in a PM. Please spend time on it, don't just quickly go fill it out without much thought. Be detailed and interesting. No mary-sue's. Be original and creative. Also, title your PM "My addiction holds my heart." A PM with any other title will not be looked at and you will not be accepted. Simple as that. You are allowed ONE character. That is it. No excuses.
x.R A B i D &&THE CREW.x
I, as R A B i D, am the god of this roleplay and I expect you to abide by my rules. I expect you to be respectful of everyone in this roleplay and to not bash me or anyone else. If I hear about any nasty PM's, you will be banned from the roleplay. I don't take lightly to any kindly of rude behavior, and I will call you out on it. until the escape becomes the habit.❞
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 10:01 am
»____Profile Skeleton____« [align=center][img] insert your main piction here. no anime [/img][/align]
[size=15][color=postingcolortwo]T h e B a s i c s[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» more of me:[/color][color=gray] links to other pics[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» my parents called me;[/color][color=gray] character name [/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» i called me;[/color][color=gray] nicknames [/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» still young and loving it;[/color][color=gray] age (sixteen-eighteen) [/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» errr..i think i am;[/color][color=gray] gender[/color][/size]
[size=15][color=postingcolortwo]D e e p e r & D e e p e r[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» baby, i'm in love;[/color][color=gray] things ; you ; like ; formatted ; like ; this[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» that's just gross;[/color][color=gray] things ; you ; dislike ; formatted ; like ; this[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» please take it away;[/color][color=gray] things ; you ; fear ; formatted ; like ; this[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» it's an important secret;[/color][color=gray] person you like [/color][/size]
[size=15][color=postingcolortwo]P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» a little tragedy known as life;[/color]
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[size=12][color=postingcolor]» just don't judge me, mmkay;[/color]
[color=gray] personality in paragraph form [/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» no one has to know;[/color][color=gray] secrets[/color][/size]
[size=12][color=postingcolor]» wait. i think i'm being controlled;[/color][color=gray] username [/color][/size]
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 10:02 am
»____Important Information and Events____« ❝You do anything long enough to escape the habit of livingAttention:
School hours are from 9am to 4:10pm. Students will be expected to show up to class every day from Monday to Friday, even if they don't always do so. All students are in the same seven classes, since the student body isn't as big as a regular high school. Every student gets their very own locker with a coded lock. Detentions can, and will, be administered by teachers if any excessive acts of violence or rude attitudes are given. Saturday school can also be issued, but only after four detentions. Tutoring will be before school, starting at 8am.
Class Order:
Math
Art
English
Science
Lunch
Physical Education
History
Foreign Language
Events:
School sponsored dance on February 14
Party at Torrey's house tonight, starting at 7
Date and Weather:
• January • February • March • April • May • June • July • August • September • October • November • December •
• 1 • 2 • 3 • 4 • 5 • 6 • 7 • 8 • 9 • 10 • 11 • 12 • 13 • 14 • 15 • 16 • 17 • 18 • 19 • 20 • 21 • 22 • 23 • 24 • 25 • 26 • 27 • 28 • 29 • 30 • 31 •
• Sunday • Monday • Tuesday • Wednesday • Thursday • Friday • Saturday •
• Sunrise • Morning • Noon • Afternoon • Sunset • Night-time •
• Sunny • Overcast • Rainy • Foggy • Snowy •
until the escape becomes the habit.❞
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 10:17 am
»____Get To Know Them____« T h e B a s i c s» more of me:» my parents called me; Laneigh Michelle Davis» i called me; El, Laneigh.» still young and loving it;17» errr..i think i am; Fe-MaleD e e p e r & D e e p e r» baby, i'm in love; penguins ; green ; rain ; sex ; heroin ; parties ; sleep» that's just gross; carrots ; brown ; snails ; spiders ; bright flashes ; tornadoes» please take it away; snakes ; the dark ; clowns ; being alone ; heights» it's an important secret;No One YetP l e a s e D o n 't T e l l» a little tragedy known as life;
Laneigh was born in West Virginia. Her parents were in a car crash and her dad survived. Her dad constantly was busy with work and the ladies that he barely had any time for her. She always spent time at her grandma's house and it got boring.
After a few months of living with her grandma she snuck out one night and went to a party. Thats when she met this guy. She can't recall his name but she got drugs from him. It was amazing. She felt like she was on an amazing high all the time. Now she's hooked.» just don't judge me, mmkay;
Laneigh is sweet. Just because she is a drug addict doesn't mean that she is a bad person. She loves making friends and is usually very secretive about her addiction. She doesn't want people to bug her about it.» no one has to know; She does heroin after school and has her nose and bellybutton pierced, along with her tongue.» wait. i think i'm being controlled;R A B i D P i X i E S----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s» more of me:» my parents called me; Oliver Gary Sanderson» i called me; OG» still young and loving it; 17 » errr..i think i am; MaleD e e p e r & D e e p e r» baby, i'm in love; women; liquor; money; drugs; cartoons» that's just gross; gay sex; prison; foster homes; jail; death» please take it away; being useless; being weak; growing old alone» it's an important secret; no one P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l» a little tragedy known as life;
Oliver was born in the UK, but moved to America when he was small. Oliver's parents were divorced, and his father was a meandering ladies man. He grew up with his father, being taught that a woman's place was on her back. Well, figuratively at least.
Oliver's father was arrested when he was thirteen for peddling drugs, and then he began being shoved around from foster home to foster home. Oliver began taking up lessons from his old man, being a playboy and doing whatever he had to in order to get cash.» just don't judge me, mmkay;
Oliver is a rather quiet, all-around numb kind of person. Sure, he'll smile and woo for the ladies, but otherwise he's just kind of numb. He has been known to get into fights, though. » no one has to know; He's an alcoholic, a sex addict, and he has a tattoo that grows. He also has a thing for endorphins.» wait. i think i'm being controlled; Lucifer Moloch----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s» more of me: » my parents called me; Lyla Anne Davis» i called me; Lyla, Lori » still young and loving it; Eighteen» errr..i think i am; FemaleD e e p e r & D e e p e r» baby, i'm in love; Boy ; Sex ; Drugs ; Blue ; Coffee ; Vanilla ; Parties ; A Good Time» that's just gross; Boredom ; Jerks ; Sugarless Drinks ; Complainers ; Annoyances ; Dull Colors» please take it away; Being Alone ; A Broken Heart ; Being Committed ; Snakes ; Spiders» it's an important secret; I'm Not Telling You...P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l» a little tragedy known as life;
I live with both of my parents in a fairly big house... my father struck it rich by going into the computer business at the right time. My mother is a lawyer so she provides as well. Sometimes I feel as though they don't really like each other and that they're just sticking around until I go off to college. They get into heated arguments at least three times a week and it gets rather annoying. So I stay in my room, locked away, when I'm at home. But most of my life is spent at school and parties and friends.
Sometimes I think that boys aren't worth my time. I got stuck in a ton of bad relationships. I was always so interested in the bad boy, you know, the type that rides motorcycles, smokes, and gets himself into trouble. Turns out they were always jerks. They beat me, hurt me, and treat me like dirt. They also introduced me to drugs... and sex. Oh, how good they felt, especially when put together. Now I don't get myself truly involved with anyone... I never say I love you to anyone anymore.» just don't judge me, mmkay;
I'm a very playful girl who loves to flirt. I don't get serious with anyone, but I do allow the boy to spend enough time with me before I break their heart, because I'm tried of getting my heart broken. I'm rather kind and I react to the situation depending on how the other people around me are. I adapt very easily to things. I love to party and to have fun, so if you can keep me entertained, I'll probably stay with you longer. I warn you though... if I get too bored with you, then it's over between us.» no one has to know; I'm a sex addict... I love it to death. I'm also afraid of being alone and getting my heart broken anymore, I don't think it could take much more. I love drugs... not the kind you smoke... they ruins your breath and makes you smell like nasty smoke. But I love anything alcohol I can drink and any drug I can inject.» wait. i think i'm being controlled; xXx-Deadly Drama-xXx ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s» more of me: me?» my parents called me; Christiana Elizabeth Marin » i called me; Christi; Chris » still young and loving it; 17 » errr..i think i am; femaleD e e p e r & D e e p e r» baby, i'm in love; water ; boys ; exercising ; movie marathons» that's just gross; food ; goodie goodies ; fast food restaurants ; failing» please take it away; being fat ; being unloved ; possums ; death» it's an important secret; no one at the moment P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l» a little tragedy known as life;
Christiana was born into the seemingly perfect household: stay at home mother, a doctor father, and a perfect twin sister. The perfect life went on and on until the fourteenth year of her "perfect" life. Her mother got cancer, her father lost his mind trying to get a cure, and her perfect sister decided she was too good for her family, and ran away to live with her older boyfriend, who ended up knocking her up. Chris was lost through the whole ordeal, but stayed by her mother's side an hour a day until she died the next year.
Her father then noticed everything that had gone wrong. The missing girl, the broken girl, and the missing wife. He threw himself into his work, no matter how insignificant it was, and rarely came home. Chris had to raise herself, which she was okay with, but she had slight depression, which was considered normal after all she had gone through. A boy she liked asked her to a "wild" party, and she went, wanting to try a real life out. The boy had gotten her to try a fancy little thing called crystal meth. It was so wonderful! The boy soon became a dealer, not a boyfriend, and a boyfriend to other girls. This hurt Chris, and she soon found out how good cutting felt. » just don't judge me, mmkay;
Chris is a fun person, who usually talks with anyone who wanted to hear her. When you looked at her, you could never tell she had ugly addictions. She was well stocked, so she just seemed very outgoing, and on few occasions, strange. But she appeared to be a normal, pretty, girl. She had natural trust issues, and loved to be loved. » no one has to know; cigarettes and alcohol are yummy; razors are a girls best friend; but nothing compares to my dear crystal meth.» wait. i think i'm being controlled; -TheSweetestDeadlySin- ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ T h e B a s i c s » more of me:Ugh, really? » my parents called me; Maura Rayn Freed » i called me; May or Rayna » still young and loving it; 18 » errr..i think i am; a girl? D e e p e r & D e e p e r » baby, i'm in love; boys ; girls ; razors ; cocaine ; meth ; liquor ; black ; blood » that's just gross; coffee ; yellow ; higher auhorities ; being sober ; cigarettes ; sex » please take it away; the dark ; being alone ; her father ; small places ; spiders » it's an important secret; No one else but my brother for now P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l » a little tragedy known as life;
Maura and her twin brother were born in Nica, Lithuania. Her poor parents saved enough money to finally move to the United states, where they thought that life would be a lot better. So, at the age of seven, she came to the strange new world and needed to learn the strange new langauge. All the while, her mother got a job as a cleaning lady at the local hospital, her father easily picked up work as a new businessman, and her brother, well her brother faced the same challenges she had.
As the years progressed, her father began to drink more and her mother fell into a depression. It was hard for her parents to be the foreigners who barely knew english. Her father, not being in the right state of mind when drinking, began to do horrible things to his children. Her mother, not wanting to accept the reality, took triple shifts at the hospital. At the age of fifteen, Maura finally found her escape from reality; sweet drugs, liquor, and cutting. » just don't judge me, mmkay;
Maura is an all around sweet and loving girl who seems innocent and shy. Troubled to the point of nightmares, she's a bit paranoid and basically contradicts herself. She hates being alone, and clinges to people that are close to her. There are times where she would rather be alone, and have nothing to do with anyone at all. At first look you can tell that she has had a bad past, but you would never guess that she would actually be an addict. She herself is addicting. Once you meat her, there is just something that makes you want her more. » no one has to know; Her best friends are her razor, cocaine, meth, and hard liquor. She also has a secret crush for her own twin brother » wait. i think i'm being controlled; girl_gone_dead T h e B a s i c s » more of me:You can't get enough of me ; ) » my parents called me;Caleb Maximus Freed » i called me;Cale or Maxi » still young and loving it;18 » errr..i think i am;a boy? D e e p e r & D e e p e r » baby, i'm in love; girls ; boys ; rainbows ; meth ; painkillers ; the dark ; snow ; rain » that's just gross; dirt ; bright lights ; boredom ; cigarettes ; cooking ; onions » please take it away; his parents ; the heat ; small places ; fire ; smoke ; change » it's an important secret; no one for now P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l » a little tragedy known as life;
Caleb was born in Nica, Lithuania and moved, against his will, to the United States. Ever since he could remember, he always hated his parents, even if they didn't do anything. The one that he could never hate was his broken younger twin. It was more difficult for him to learn a new language, and to this day he still holds onto his accent. When ever he doesn't want to deal with reality, he starts speaking in Lithuanian and acting in histerics.
Over the years, he watched his world crumbled under his feet. Watching his mother indulge herself in work and his father become abusive and sexual towards his sister and himself. He also watched as his sister became addicted to drugs and started to cut herself. He couldn't do much but pick up after everyone and become the more responsible one. His sister was the one convince him to start taking drugs to relieve the stress of reality. So, loving his sister and wanting to do anything for her, he agreed. » just don't judge me, mmkay;
Caleb is similar to his sister; he's addicting, loving, and sweet. Innocence is no where detectable in him as he is mature and tends to bring all responsibility on himself. He likes helping others, and willingly offers a shoulder to cry on. Most of the time he likes to be by himself, in his own little world. Whenever he gets bored, of life in general, he bursts into hysterics and starts speaking Lithuanian. He's somewhat of a thrill seeker and likes to act mentally disturbed sometimes, just to liven up the mood. He's random all around. » no one has to know; There is nothing better than my sweet painkillers and meth. He's also bisexual. » wait. i think i'm being controlled; girl_gone_dead -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s » more of me:Sorry, dude. Camera-shy. » my parents called me;Andrew Carrell Bentonsley » i called me; Drew; B » still young and loving it;'Bout to turn 19 in April. Can't wait. » errr..i think i am; I'm a dude, dude. D e e p e r & D e e p e r » baby, i'm in love; Old-school rock music; comedy books; hangin' with my friends » that's just gross; uh... not much, man. I'm kinda hard to gross out. Just... don't show me insects, 'k? » please take it away; Addiction. Lost my big bro to it. » it's an important secret;No-one, at the moment. P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l » a little tragedy known as life;
I'm not that complicated a guy, really. My parents are middle-class nine-to-fivers, and I'm a Senior in high-school. You'd think from lookin' at me that I'd be the typical meat-headed jock, yeah? Wrong.
I sure started out that way, a big kid in elementary school, the kinda kid who wants to be cool and tough and happens to just be big. I was a bit of a bully, and my big bro didn't help matters. He was hooked on somethin', I never found out what, and he'd try to toughen me up, mostly by hitting me whenever I pissed him off. Which was a lot. My parents cried when he died of an OD right after I turned seven, but my tears weren't just grief, lemme tell ya.
After he died I started to hang with the wrong crowd. I had my first cig when I was twelve, and didn't really break the habit until a year ago. I'm still tryin' to deal with my little gambling problem. But I'm on the up-and-up. » just don't judge me, mmkay;
It's pretty hard to piss me off, but if you do I'd watch out. I may have damaged my lungs with tobacco, but I was still the junior champ for my boxing class in junior high. Unless you try and offer me something illegal or insult me and mine I'm really laid back. » no one has to know; I'm a closet bi. If you tell anyone - I'm not jokin' on this, man - you will die. I had my life all but wrecked once when my parents found out about the cigs, I won't have this wreck it, too. » wait. i think i'm being controlled;Doctor_Whiteface------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s» more of me:» my parents called me; Gabriel Lee Jordan » i called me; Gabe, Lee » still young and loving it; Eighteen » errr..i think i am; MaleD e e p e r & D e e p e r» baby, i'm in love; Romance ; Sex ; Flirting ; Drinking ; Dancing ; Girls ; Smoking ; Girl Who Know How To Flirt Back The Right Way» that's just gross; Bimbos ; Jerks ; People Who Are Too Happy ; Loud Noises ; Obnoxious People ; Those Who Try to Steal My Girls, or My Drugs» please take it away; Being Alone ; Germs ; Drowning ; Being Buried Alive» it's an important secret; If I were to tell you, I'd have to kill you... Now I don't want blood on my hands. P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l» a little tragedy known as life;
My twin sister and I used to be really close. When we were younger we couldn't be separated easily. Our parents would always argue, so we only had each other to comfort. One day though, that would end. Our parents got into a particularly nasty fight... In the middle of the night, my mother came and took my twin sister away. I never saw her again after that day. I still think about her... why hadn't my mother taken me as well?
My father ignored that incident, as if it never happened, and continued on with his life. I hate that man... he always wanted me to be the big business man he was, even though it was never my dream. I didn't want to be cooped up in an office for hours and never get to see my family. While he was gone, I experimented with drugs with my friends. I also brought girls home and we did it right in his bedroom. He never took notice though, he was too busy to care about anything else besides himself.» just don't judge me, mmkay;
I'm actually a pretty nice guy, even though my life isn't so great. I'm thankful for what I have, even though I hate my father. I'm a ladies' man, even though I'm often polite and loving towards them, unlike other boys. But I'm quite playful and very romantic... I don't spend a lot of time at home, since I'm so social. If you want a good time, allow me to dance with you... I'll show what a good time really is.» no one has to know; I smoke, I drink, and I pop pills, so what? I'm sure everyone else does it, even if not quite to my extent... I'm also a sex addict, I crave it...» wait. i think i'm being controlled; xXx-Deadly Drama-xXx ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s » more of me: » my parents called me; Marinna Alice Terra » i called me; Mo. Only Mo. » still young and loving it; Eighteen, yo. » errr..i think i am; A Chick D e e p e r & D e e p e r » baby, i'm in love; Drinking; Sex; Art; Makeup; Hair; Nail-Polish; parties; Sunrise; Rain; Thunder storms. » that's just gross;Boring-ness; Divorce; Break ups; Fights; Crying; Death; Cigs; Smoke; Fire; » please take it away; Fire; Spiders; Darkness; » it's an important secret; Shhhhh... P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l » a little tragedy known as life;
Where should I begin? My life was good. Mom, dad..etc. When I was eleven, our beautiful house in the suburbs of Virginia burnt. I was out, with my mom. My dad was consumed with work in the basement- making it into my room. He soon got trapped by the fallen ceiling and the house burned on top of him. That was the end.
We moved to a nice new house, even bigger. My mom was away all the time, being a super-business woman. I didn't see her, ever. I have friends, I am quite popular, but there is an empty whole in my heart. I turned to drinking- and sex after becoming drunk- to fill the whole. My mom didn't know, and probably didn't care. I drink, a lot. Anything with the least bit of alcohol I'll drink. I get decent grades, I hold boyfriends, I'm just a little more wild when I'm intoxicated. » just don't judge me, mmkay;
I live for the rush; the feeling of being on edge. Getting into trouble is something I do very well. I'm fun. Even more so when I've had a few drinks. I love to flirt and fool around. Boys only, though. I have a total care-free attitude. I am friends with everyone. I am rather eccentric and unique, but I am definitely respected for it. I hold confidence even when I am breaking down inside. I get crazier when I have a buzz, which I love. Pretty much, I'm wild. Deal. » no one has to know; My dad died when I was eleven, I don't need the pity. I have a tat of a dead flower on my right hip. » wait. i think i'm being controlled; Dinkie Pinkie ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- T h e B a s i c s » more of me:
» my parents called me; Evaleena Marcia Garde
» i called me; Eva ; Evi
» still young and loving it; age 17
» errr..i think i am; female
D e e p e r & D e e p e r
» baby, i'm in love; men ; alcohol ; gambeling ; money ; make-up ; sex
» that's just gross; gay sex ; veggies ; cigerettes ; drugs ; not being in control ; bimbos
» please take it away; higher authorities ; being alone ; clowns ; heights ; spiders ; being committed
» it's an important secret; that I'd love to keep secret
P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l
» a little tragedy known as life;
I live with my parents in a humungous house. Well, to me it is. It doesn't look like it from the outside, but once you come in, you know. My parents are high in the business industry; they work for Aaron's. Ma' manages over 200 of them in the mid-west, and dad manages the ones in the state. Somebody has to stay home and "watch" me. Where do you think I get my problems from? Hm?
I'm pretty spoiled too. My sis, Leila, is 3 years older than me. She was strict and mean, and very good, yet somehow, my parents favor me. Leila knows it, too (haha biotch!). Every time ma' went out, and dad went out (whether it be business or pleasure, or both) Leila had to watch me. It was annoying; she told me to do everything while she sat around doing nothing. So, I acted out. I rebelled. It paid off in the long run; Leila begged for emancipation, and she got it. So, naturally, I got everything ever since I was 13 (teehee). The habits stuck though.
» just don't judge me, mmkay;
I am very fun and flirtacious; just ask around. If I flirt with you, it's probably not for fun. I get very serious. I let things get serious; just ask any guy. What can I say? I'm a girl, I got hormones, most guys are sexy, and I love sex. I just love to have a good time.
» no one has to know; It's quite obvious, though I prefer it secret; I'm a sex addict. Also, I love gambeling. Money and sex is what makes the world go 'round. For me, at least.
» wait. i think i'm being controlled; Leah_Storm
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T h e B a s i c s
» more of me: Moi
» my parents called me; LaurieAnn Evans
» i called me; Laurie, Eva
» still young and loving it; 17
» errr..i think i am; A Female
D e e p e r & D e e p e r
» baby, i'm in love; Boys ; Hugs ; Alcohol ; Sex ; Flowers ; Parties ; Candy ; Stuffed Animals ; Blue and brown eyes ; Heroin .
» that's just gross; Smoking ; Snobs ; Arrogance ; Ignorance ; Being the target ; Guns ; Alcohol filled chocolates ; Orgys .
» please take it away; Being alone ; Taken advantage of ; Getting raped ; Hospitals ; Rehab .
» it's an important secret; Not sure, we'll see .
P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l
» a little tragedy known as life;
LaurieAnn was a big city girl and lived with her mom and dad and they were both big buisness people, they owned a huge company and ended up kinda like donald trump but less richer. She was always at home with her older brother and was always alone since her parents were always at buisness trips. Her live in nanny was like her mother but she never really paid attention to LaurieAnn or her brother Alexandre.
Eventually her brother came around and snuck out and entered the world of sex and drugs. She was at home keeping his secret and covering for him until she got interested in it too. She knew it was wrong but she had lost her virginity to her brother and eventually got hooked on the heroin. Ever since she's been going out and partying and sometimes just relaxing and getting away from the drama.
» just don't judge me, mmkay;
LaurieAnn was the sweet girl that never tried to do any harm but now she is still that sweet girl but she is edgy. She is fun to be with and the most caring person you would ever meet. She would be a b***h at times but she is also the girl who is all around a nice and funny. When she gets to the alcohol she gets naughty and just craves the drugs and sex.
» no one has to know; She had sex with her brother at the age of 15. She also had been to rehab 2 times.
» wait. i think i'm being controlled; R A i N b O w F e N i x
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T h e B a s i c s
» my parents called me; Charlie Simon Rose
» i called me; I don't do nicknames it's Charlie b***h, get it right.
» still young and loving it; eighteen
» errr..i think i am; a BOI.
D e e p e r & D e e p e r
» baby, i'm in love; girls ; drugs ; parties ; sex ; XTC ; red licorice
» that's just gross; brussel sprouts ; my Dad ; my Mom ; home-wreckers that aren't him ; black licorice ; olives
» please take it away; things deep in the ocean ; being feared by his brother ; someone getting close to him ; bugs ; commitment ; no drugs.
» it's an important secret; all the hot chicks. ;]
P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l
» a little tragedy known as life;
Charlie was born on April fourth, as of today that's his favorite month. Just between spring and summer. He grew up in a poor family with a Dad that wouldn't accept his Mom from time to time and a Mom who would always accept his Dad. Charlie was known as a disappointment child to his Dad, he never came to the top of his Dad's expectations.
At the age of ten Charlie's brother, Destry, was born. Thinking that would be an escape from his Dad he was delighted. But his Dad never even took notice, it was still Charlie the Disappointment.
Now Charlie is in High School and he's trying to escape from everything using drugs and girls and parties to help him. He doesn't have a girlfriend and is scared of commitment. He sleeps around, coming home only once and a while to check on his brother that is eight now. He is scared his brother disapproves of him too and is sorry for his Mom but decides to save himself first, everybody for themselves.
» just don't judge me, mmkay;
Charlie is a hard-core punk from the wrong side of town, well that how everyone else sees him. He doesn't have very many friends and likes it that way. He is a ladies man, all the girls love him and fall over them selves to be with him. But Charlie doesn't notice much, only when he needs a door out. He is always high and hates heroine because of it's low. He loves the high. Charlie is kind to the ladies but when it comes to guys he'll fight for his girl of the night. But when he's drunk enough he couldn't care to know the difference of a boy and a girl. He doesn't care about life and doesn't pay attention in school, if he's there.
» no one has to know; Charlie has his lip peirced. He Dad used to hit him but he would like to pretend that never ever EVER happened.
» wait. i think i'm being controlled; iiS I L L Y G O O S E
T h e B a s i c s
» more of me: x
» my parents called me; Jaedyn Dawn Vanderjack
» i called me; Dawn
» still young and loving it; seventeen & three/twelfthes
» errr..i think i am; dude
D e e p e r & D e e p e r
» baby, i'm in love; clouds ; boys ; girls ; road trips ; airplanes ; ecstasy
» that's just gross; spiders ; mud ; oil
» please take it away; alone-ness ; wasps ; nasal spray ; hippos'
» it's an important secret; not telling
P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l
» a little tragedy known as life;
Dawn was conceived on a bunk bed in Markham, IL. After he was born his mother gave him up for adoption to his new parents, and he lived in down town Chicago until he was eleven. From there his parents decided to move to where his father was from, because his father had inherited the old family manor. Dawn is currently residing there.
His father is a graphic designer, and his mother a manager at AE. So they provide quite well, and he usually has plenty of cash to go do things with. Dawn loves them to death, but they're kind of boring... this is where the drugs came in. He had gone out, to go grab a case of soda at the grocery store. After a couple blocks of walking, he turned the corner and started to approach the store. Outside, a couple kids; around his age, were hanging out. He didn't really pay any attention to them until he got back out of the store, and they strolled up to him. They asked him if he wanted any "feel goods." He had been bored out of his mind all that week, and thought to himself what the hell, why not? With that he purchased a couple tablets of ecstasy, and hes been hooked on the feeling that they give him ever since.
» just don't judge me, mmkay;
Dawn is one of those super chill people, and nothing really seems to upset him. Hes friendly, but hes not one to just let someone talk s**t to other people. Dawn keeps his addiction to himself, and his closest friends.
» no one has to know;Other than the ecstasy, I tell everything.
» wait. i think I'm being controlled; liixo
T h e B a s i c s
» more of me:
» my parents called me; Nathaniel Jacob Stratford
» i called me; Nate, but I prefer Nathan.
» still young and loving it; 18
» errr..i think i am; Male. For sure, ladies ; )
D e e p e r & D e e p e r
» baby, i'm in love; women ; liquor ; cigerettes ; music ; all things country (horseback ridin', bull ridin') ; fights ; sports
» that's just gross; Not much grosses me out... just long as you don't show me gay sex, or even make me think about gay sex, everything's alright.
» please take it away; being helpless ; being disabled/paralyzed ; being buried alive ; death ; death of a loved one ; being afraid
» it's an important secret; Well we'll just have to wait and see... ; )
P l e a s e D o n 't T e l l
» a little tragedy known as life;
There's not much to say. My parents married at a fair age, early twenties. Ma' had me mid twenties. I'm an only child. Pa' loved the country, but ma's job caused us to move. She is big time in the hospitals, don't quite know the job, but she got transferred.
I was in a band, but we split. Ain't it supposed to be bros before hoes? I thought that, but women and drugs split up the band. I was lead guitar and singer. But shoot, I didn't let that stop me. I still sing and play my guitar. I also don't let women slow me down. I don't treat 'em nor money like an object. Ya probably wonderin' what turned me into a smoker and alcoholic. Dunno, just started. That's basically my life. But I am pretty dang popular, and I'm lots of fun. Just summed up my life as best I can, without braggin' ; )
» just don't judge me, mmkay;
I have an addictive personality. I keep women coming back for more. Being rasied in the country for 10 years, I have an attractive southern drawl. That's a big plus. Also, I'm quite unpredictable. Sometimes, I'm quite a smartass. At other times, I can be quiet, but I can also be anything but quiet. It can change at any given moment. What can I say? I'm an atractive mystery man.
» no one has to know; I'm an alcoholic, smoker, and I love sex, but I'm not addicted. That would be a nuisance.
» wait. i think i'm being controlled; Leah_Storm
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 2:30 pm
This is the spot for any character profiles that will be temporary. Send them to me.Photo here
Name
Age
Relationship to Character  Torrey 19 The drug dealer, party thrower, all around most powerful guy of the RP.  Deejay Carter 20 Torrey's left hand man, since Charlie is his right hand man.  Cami Eighteen I used to be Lyla best friend, but then we got into a heated argument over boys. I got the boy in the end and we have hated each other ever since. I'm also Gabe's ex girlfriend.  Kayla Eighteen I used to be Laneigh's and Lyla's best friend... but then we got into a fight, along with my sister. She got the boy and I defended her. I now hate those two.  Madeline Hart 18 I'm Charlie's old girlfriend, first and last. Try to beat me, you have to mesure up to me if you wanna be his girlfriend. Talk to me; I must just give you some tips. Destry Rose 14 I'm Charlie's little brother, I go to the parties even though I get kick-out most of the time. And you might see me at his house, but usually I live in a tree house Charlie built for me in the forest next to the beach.  Tristan Marks 17 The new guy in school. He's currently untainted.  Alexandre 'Dre' Evans 20 LaurieAnn's older brother, the one she lost her virginity to.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 4:07 pm
Please Join! It will be tons of fun! <3 We really need more boys!
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 5:12 pm
O_O where in the universe have you been? I'm so joining ^_^
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:49 pm
Ahh, my laptop broke then I had to wait months to get a new one. And with X-Mas money I got me one.
Bahah.
;D
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 6:51 pm
Awesome! I'm going to get my own laptop soon! I'm saving up so I can have one wen I'm away at college at college, which will be right after summer break this year for me. For now, I'm stuck on the desktop XD
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:21 pm
Sent in a pro <3
And in case it isn't clear, I made it a point to only mention his addiction in passing: It's gambling, and he's good at it. Drew's a wizard with a deck of cards, and his obviously crooked Find the Lady game (three cups, one ball, you know the drill) is lacking in skill. Most of his victims don't know that his pickpocketing isn't so lacking.
Also, if I could point something out: Detailed sex scenes are classified as cybering, and are prohibited in every form by Gaia ToS, including via PMs. Timeskip ought to be sufficient, yes?
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:37 pm
((You bet.))
Laneigh walked into school with a mental itch that she couldnt scratch. She let out a sigh seeing as she was the only on in school that wore long sleeve sweaters and stuff all the time. That was only because she didnt want people to see her marks from the heroin needles she used to inject herself. She made her way to her locker that was by the stairwell, the place where everyone smoked weed during lunch, sometimes even teachers. She opened her locker by hitting it with her palm, there was never anything valuble in there anyway... She looked in her mirror, making sure her curls still looked okay before grabbing a notebook and a pencil, putting the pencil behind her ear. She shut her locker and set off wandering the halls.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:44 pm
Drew flicked an Ace of Spades up into the air and caught it as it came back down. He was grinning as he headed for lunch, ready to cheat a couple of suckers out of their cash. He was a pro at running a gambling line, he could even fool some of the hard-hitters, the guys that would shoot up in the middle of class and had a permanent red-eye for anyone that swindled them. He took a random turn, just to see where it would lead him, and found himself a half inch from bumping into some blonde. She had a pencil behind her ear and was wearing - as usual - long sleeves. Dumb broad was practically shouting it out to the world. "Sorry, babe. Didn't see ya there. You goin' somewhere?"
She would be a sucker for this one. Drew wasn't just a gambler. People thought they lost money to him in innocent card games, but his pickpocketing skills were the best in school. He'd never been caught, never even suspected of being practically able to nab the lunch from out of someone's stomach.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:51 pm
((Haha. Lunch from someones stomach, that made me laugh ;D))
Laneigh quickly looked up just in time to see the infamous Drew. Everyone knew about him and his skills. He could just about swindle anything from anyone, and wouldn't even know it. She pushed her eyebrows together when he called her babe. "Um, yeah. Just going to lunch..like everyone else." She said, letting a feeling of relief rush through her when she remembered she didn't have anything in her pockets.
With a flick of her wrist she moved some hair behind her ear and grinned. "Incase your thinking about it, which I know you are, I have nothing in my pockets." She gave him a smile before turning on her heel to start walking back the direction she came.
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Posted: Sun Dec 27, 2009 7:58 pm
Lyla Anne Davis drove her car to school that day... she had to pay for it herself, since her parents were angry at her about the drug thing. She parked it in the student parking lot and got out, grabbing her things. She then walked into the school, sighing softly. She didn't really care for school all that much, but she dealt with it, like she did life. She got to her locker and opened it up. She grabbed some stuff out and closed it up. The day passed by and then it was lunch... finally! She headed towards the cafeteria.
Gabriel Lee Jordan rode his motorcycle to school today... he was proud of that motorcycle, since he had worked his a** off to pay for it. Most teenagers couldn't say they did that to their rides. He got off int he parking lot and then headed inside. He passed his locker completely and went to class... time went by fast and it was time for lunch. He headed to the cafeteria and saw Lyla. He nodded and started to get food.
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