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 Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 5:47 pm
 Haaaaiii there! It be Crissy. Now this is like the 3rd time I have made a new profile topic but this one will be better and awesomer I promise. DO NOT be stealing my stuff. I WILL TRACK YOU DOWN AND HAVE MY BRIGADE OF POINTY-HORNED UNICORNS MAKE YOUR HEAD INTO A SHISH-KA-BOB. And sweetie, it's not gonna be pretty <3.
Now this is where I will post my profiles for y'all to lay your pretty eyes on. I hope you enjoy them. I work hard on them. So like I said before...DO NOT steal my layouts, pictures and the other shizzle I post in here, capesh. But feel free to look around and get high off of cherry cough syrup and sharpies (jk....please don't.} I love chuu all <33
-Crissy
CRISSY IS NOT TO BE HELD RESPONISBLE FOR EXPLODING, OVERDOSE OF DRUGS AND OR AWESOMNESS, KILLING, FIGHTING, GOSSIPING, HYPOTHERMIA, HEART BURN, HEAT STROKE, MUSCLE SPASMS, NAUSEA, UNAUTHORIZED TOOTING, JAY WALKING, HEART BURN, CEREAL KILLERS, FOUL PROFANITY, RANDOMNESS, USE OF THE WORD BRA, GAINING OF MENTAL ISSUES, BLOOD LOSS, LAMP-SMASHING AND OBSCENELY BAD DANCING OR SINGING OF ANY KIND. THANK YOU AND HAVE A CRISSYLICIOUS DAY.
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:11 pm
MY CURRENTLY ACTIVE CHARRIES AND PICS I AM USING:
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:13 pm
 ►►► WHY HELLO THERE, I'M.... Hayleigh Marie Parker...but you Darlin', can call me Hails. ►►► WHICH RESTROOM DO YOU USE? Obviously the one with the picture of the stick figure in a dress! I'm of the female species! Though sometimes I do wonder what like would be like if I woke up one morning as a male.
Oh gosh it sounds like Freaky Friday..but less mom and daughter and more gender swapping. I would make a pretty sexy guy, don't ya think? ►►► GAWD PUT AWAY THAT CALCULATOR! I AM NOT A DINOSAUR!
I'm only 16. Mommy and Daddy threw me a HUGE sweet sixteen party with elephants and everything!
I arrived in a bright red helicopter wearing a mini-dress! And man, did that wow the paparazzi!
Gee, who would have known that blowing out 16 candles could be so...difficult?
►►► I AM SWEET, FRUITY AND ENTERTAINING! DON'T YOU FORGET IT!
Oh gee. I didn't see you. Just how long have you been standing there? Well I don't care if the door was open! You should have knocked. Pfft....Excuse me? Can you repeat your question? There was this butterfly I saw out the window and well...I got distracted. But gee, it was just so PRETTY...like me! Oh I should probably mention that I have a short attention span. So if your one of those people that likes to tell people a really long story about your cat Mr. Mittens...I am not the person to hear it.You call it mean..I call it...gee sorry what were we talking about again? Well...I guess it doesn't matter. Anyways, I am pretty much your eternal optimist. Why look at the bad parts of life when there are so many good parts (especially me) ? I like to think of life like a lollipop. It's amazing and flavorful while it lasts and it slowly gets smaller and smaller until...BAMF it's gone. And even when it's gone, at least it was tasty right?
Being the daughter of famous tv news reporters turned television personalities is pretty great. Living in a mansion with a team of maids who leave those scrumptious little pillow chocolate thingies under your pillow? Gee, I never understood how they managed to put those under my pillow while I am sleeping with me waking up. My mom used to say it was the "pillow chocolate fairy" but I still not sure. Well I can be pretty angry and mean when I want to be. Not that I choose to be angry or anything....it just happens. It's like I have all this "happy juice" flowing out of me and then some random jacka** just goes and pisses all over it. NOT. COOL. Pfft...I'll just have daddy file a lawsuit against them. That'll shut them up.
I hate the way everyone stereotypes me. Just 'cause I am rich and super pretty doesn't mean I am stupid. They don't appeciate my in-jell-a-ten. Oh wait I meant...Intelligence!! Yeah, that's what I meant. Like this one time the dryer stopped working and my Jeans were still wet from the washers so I put them in the microwave and dried them there. I think it was a great idea! The world just isn't ready to process my awesomeness yet. Also I am not a narcissistic. I am just saying the truth I mean. I don't know one person in this whole world who could look me in the looking holes and tell me that I am not pretty. Because....it's just not true. Plus I have won a ton of beauty pageants before. I have the crowns to prove it! I guess being the daughter of America's Cutest Talk-Show Couple does win over a few people..{{ Hayleigh is more of a ditz then I make her sound trust me xD}}
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:24 pm
►►► THE STORY OF MY LIFE I guess you can say I am a mistake. But then I am the most beautiful, energetic, coordinated mistake of all time. It all started with 2 people who were hired to be co anchors on the local news. But there was a twist. These too had hated each other....almost more then I hate clowns. Oh gee, you do not even want to know how much I want to throw ALL those disgusting overly made up creepers down a well. GOSH I HATE THEM. Sorry...where was I again? Oh yeah! So one day, the cast and crew of the news broadcast decided to have a little fun. They headed over to a bar and had a few drinks and it was pretty much a blur from there. Mommy and Daddy woke up together the next morning in the same bed in a creepy motel room. My parents totally spazzed out. But I don't blame them. If I woke up in a shady motel sleeping next to a killer clown I would like spaz out too. There was a lot of yelling and lamp smashing...it was chaotic. But since they were both very hung over it was less aggrisive because they were too busy being sick. Trying to flee the scene and forget what happened and insist it was some kind of kooky dream they went to find their cars. Nothing. The parking lot was EMPTY. They searched down the block but no luck....the cars were gone.
Then suddenly my parents were attacked by papperazzi and reporters. They asked the two about the "News Crew's Scandalous Wild Night Out". Since my parents didn't know what had happened the night before they were confused and everything. It turns out that their pictures and crewie's were all over the covers magazines too.I really don't wanna get into all the little juicy tidbit but MAN do those crewies know how to party! I don't know why they would hate that so much. I mean, they are in magazines all the time! Okay well long story short...1 month later my mother found out she was pregnant....with my father's child. Mom told me the whole thing was like a huge slap in the mouth. It was also a huge scandal and burden to bear. 9 months later I was born and my parents, despite the fact that they despised each other decided to get married and live together. Soon enough I guess they fell in love and stuff. If you are one of those people who likes to cry , clap, boo or yell out profanity at the end of these things...please SHUT UP until I am done. Kay? Thanks.
Yeah I know it's sounds so cute. The two people who hated each other more then anything in the whole world....got married and had a kid. On top of that the whole world (well...I guess it was just most of America) loved this little couple's story so much that they offered them a job as host show hosts. Their show was called the Parker Show, but it wasn't you typical talk show. It was a show where my parents helped dysfunctional couples learn to mend their problems. Like Oprah but for couples. And well, me being their little girl gave me a title myself. America's Sweetheart. That's right I stole that title right out of the President's daughter's hands. Sometimes I feel bad about it but then again, she isn't very sweet is she? Sometimes I wonder...do you think everything in the white house needs to be painted white? Like if I drove my bright red convertible into the house by accident..would I get arrested. Sorry again...all this talk about my parents is making me yawn because I have heard this story a BA-JILLION times.
Lucky I wasn't just rich...I was also pretty. For this reason my parents entered me in a ton of beauty pageants (many of which I won by the way) and I had a little tyke modeling contract. I had my face on billboards to soda cans. I loved my life. Oh wait a minute! I was supposed to tell you the clown story. Omigawd, I am just warning you now...you MAY have nightmares and it isn't a pretty story. So my parents wanted me to have one of those super fancy birthday parties that all the rich little kiddies had but I didn't want that. For some weird reason I just wanted to a small b-day party with lame entertainment and greasy party food because I was used to so much luxury I have never gotten to experience a "lower class kid's" lifestyle. So I wanted to test it out. So they threw me the party in my house. I decided I didn't want any of my friends over and I just wanted to celebrate with my family. So my parents hired a clown. And gosh he was creepy..but he made really awesome balloon animals so I was pretty distracted for a while. Then my parents remember they had forgotten on of my presents in the back of my father's vintage Lamborghini and went to go and get it. So they thought I was going to be perfectly safe and sound in the mansion all alone except for a creepy gold-digging clown. That was a big mistake on their part because in a matter of seconds the clown turned from jolly and funny to scary and perverted. He grabbed me and shoved me into a darkened and closed space.
Now I was really claustrophobic so this was EXTRA scary. When he turned on the light I saw his scum-bag clown face staring down at me giving me to the sleaziest and darn freakiest smile I had ever seen. I tried to get out and scream but he grabbed me and my parents were too far down the block to hear my 10 year old screams. He started to unzip the back of my dress and gee I can't even explain how violating it was. The clown started touching me EVERYWHERE in places that a 10 year old girl should not be touched. I screamed louder and tried to bite his hand when he covered my mouth but it was no use. Then he was trying to kiss me. So again let me just say I am a little 10 year old girl, locked in a closet in my own home with my parents to far out of ear shot to hear me...being forced into a closet being raped by the clown who supposed to be my part entertainment. Thank god, I managed to shove him off me before he got to close. And THANK GAWD-NESS just has he began to stick his perverted clown hand down the front of the dress my parents came home. They heard my last scream opened the closet and saw the horror show. They called 911 and had that clown arrested. I was almost molested by a clown so next time you want to laugh when you see a clown. Just remember my story. It sounds lame but it was the scariest gut-wrenching moment of my life and I will never live it down. Oh and one thing before I go...I came to Fuyu because well...why not come to Fuyu? It's got good food and cute boys! That's good enough for me!
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Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2012 6:38 pm
►►► PFFT...I BET YOUR JEALOUS OF MY AWESOME Power of being totally attractively and mindblowingly human. (Hayleigh doesn't know it yet but she has the power for Telekinesis. Meaning she can move things with her mind. But she hasn't discovered the power yet ►►► WORDS CANNOT DESCRIBE HOW MUCH I LOVE ○ Boys. Oh boy do I love boys! They are like lipgloss! There are tons of different shapes and sizes, they lose flavor, they come in a million flavors and you can NEVER have to many (Crissy the Dumb Brunette)
○ Sushi. Gosh I love sushi. A lot of the girls around here are like: "Eeew why would I want to eat raw, dead fish?" Why? Because it tastes like awesome EXPLODED in your mouth that's why. EAT IT.
○ Rock and Roll Music. A lot of people don't know this about me but there is nothing I like more then a epic sounding head banging rock song.
○ Shopping. Well who DOESN'T love to shop till they drop? Well that is I don't think I would like to shop till I drop because 1) Dropping sounds painful and 2) If I drop I could tear my one-of-a-kind Vera Wang skirt. ►►► HOLY MOTHER OF GAWD...GET ME AWAY FROM
○ CLOWNS. They're creepy, gross not entertaining and....Do I really need to revisit the fact that one of those sleaze-ball idiots tried to RAPE me?
○ Dancing. I will admit despite how awesome I am. I am a god-awful dancer. Like no joke, I am quite possibly the worst dancer EVER.
○ Anchovies/Sardines. Uhmm...words cannot describe how so-totally nasty these things are. Tiny smelly weird-looking fish on my pizza...no thanks.
○ Techno and Rap Music. TURN IT DOWN MY EARS ARE MELTING!
►►► CAN'T FIND ME? I'M SURE YOU'LL SEE ME HANGING AROUND...
House: [Pretty Please be Wyvern even though she isn't all that Wyvern xD]
Dorm: [Arisee's and Yaniie's char dorm. Trust me we worked this out xD.]
Homeroom: [ IDK]
►►► WHO'S THE HOTTIE BEHIND THE CURTAIN?
iiDumb_Brunette
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 2:30 pm
Hello!
Original profile and character, made me chuckle a few times : )
Hayleigh Marie Parker is accepted and sorted into Wyvern!
Due to the fact that you want to be in Dorms with Arisee and Yaniie, I'll definitely place her into Wyvern, since Ramla is in Wyvern (assuming it is Ramla we are talking about) and most of Yaniie's characters are in Wyvern as well. : D Since I'm slightly unaware what is going on with the Housing + Dorming, if there are any issues concerning my assessment, please feel free to tell me and I will make the appropriate changes!
Please wait for the dorm. Meanwhile you may begin posting!
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Sapphire Waltz Vice Captain
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cяєω Hayleigh now has a dorm!
Wyvern House, Ginger Dorm
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Posted: Sat Jan 14, 2012 5:47 pm
Omigawd, Fo reals? You liked it? Aww thankies <333 Heehee I love getting giggles out of people so that's good to hear. Alright I will. Thank you for accepting it.
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