Post by jokerchica on Jul 26, 2011 11:57:42 GMT -5
SAPHIRARISAHAZE !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: ‘Shawty.’
birthday: 28 September 1993.
gender: Chica.
grade: Junior.
sexuality: Pansexual.
played by: Francia Raisa.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
personality: Saphira doesn’t have a very complex personality; she’s blunt, sarcastic, and out-going. She thinks sarcasm is wasted over text and hates talking on the phone because she can’t see the person. She’s easily side-tracked and a pet-peeve of hers is when people talk down on a group of people instead of an individual; she hates stereotypes. She’s a bit a partier and can’t hold her drink worth shit. When she's not high or drunk, she's usually dancing or sleeping. She often talks to herself or animals (they listen [or just look at you like you're ruh-tarded {ya know, with their heads cocked a little?}]).
likes: Dancing, turquoise, mixing drinks, taking naps, piercings, reading, weed, girls, babysitting, music, smoking, orange soda, twizlers, horrors, bad boys.
dislikes: Sexist people, authority, school, staying in one place for too long, cats, judgmental people, charcoal filtered vodka, romantic relationships, movies made before 1980, stereotypes.
strengths: Choreographed dancing, bilingual, rock-paper-scissors, mixing drinks.
weaknesses: Cigarette cravings, polite people, steady relationships, growing 'plants', In-N-Out Burger in Cali.
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: Referred to as the “Sperm Donor”, he’s out of the picture.
siblings: Older sister Lexi.
significant other (s): Psh.
pets: Annabel Lee (cat)
hometown: San Diego, California[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
alias: Mercii
other characters in jackson: N/A
best way to reach you: PM
Sample:
“Perra!” The harsh Hispanic female voice which Saphira had gotten used to rang throughout the house, waking her from her dreamless nap. The soft buzzing from the ceiling fan beckoned her eyes to the dull white ceiling above her bed. Pieces of her fringe poked and prodded at her long eyelashes, causing her eyes to narrow and squint. Sunlight easily peered into Saphira’s mess of a room through a crack in her layered curtains. The curtains were a desperate attempt to keep out the suns rays, but it was all futile, as Annabel Lee would just claw them open again.
As if on cue, a small pure white cat pounce on her face, claws extended without a sound.
“Annabel! Jackass.” Saphira hissed and sat up in her bed. Annabel’s large hazel eyes widened as she gazed up at Saphira.
“What are you lookin’ at?” Saphira asked cocking an eyebrow. They stared intensely at one another for over 2 minutes, until finally… Annabel blinked.
“You blinked; I win.” Saphira said quickly before jumping up and yanking the curtain closed. She strode back over to where the kitten sat gazing up at her innocently. Saphira placed her hands on her hips and leaned on one leg.
“Don’t look at me like that.” She said addressing the cat. Annabel Lee lowered her head and Saphira swept her up and walked towards the bright red door. It was her bedroom door that her sister and her painted just a few weeks ago for no apparent reason at all. On the door, were picture of herself and her old friends and exes. She stopped as her eyes landed on a picture of her and her recent ex.
“He was a jackass anyway.” Saphira told herself, like she’d told herself everyday since that day. Annabel moved in her arms, drawing her attention back to the task at hand. She opened the door and carefully tossed Annabel out.
“I don’t know how you got in here, but stay out. I don’t like you.” And with that, Saphira closed the door and locked it; just for good measure. She spun on her heel, her eyes automatically going back to the picture of her and her ex. Her throat tightened, her stomach jumped, her vision blurred, and her body collided with the bed. If she could, she’d tell you it would have been easier to swallow sand paper. The lump is her throat seemed to swell and grow more with every swallow breath she tried to force herself to take.
She turned on her side and brought her knees up slightly, her arms absent-mindedly encircling her abdomen. Saphira jumped at the sound of a meow and looked over to see Annabel perched on the foot of the bed.
“I locked it this time, I know I did.” Saphira said carefully and mostly to herself. She lifted the blankets and shimmied inside. Annabel trotted over and laid next t Saphira’s thigh.
“It’s sleep time, don’t fuck with me.”
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