Post by renneemitchel on Jul 17, 2011 20:02:26 GMT -5
RENEEMICHELLEMITCHEL !
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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: Ren, Mitchy
birthday: 5/27/1991
gender: female
role: college student
sexuality: straight
played by: Annalyne Mccord[/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: Renee is a very attention attracting person. She uses her body language and smooth voice to win over the people she comes in counter with.
Renee likes to get her way, and when she doesn't, let's just say all hell breaks loose. Her feelings matter the most to her, though she still is very compassionate to people in need. But not to say she is all bad. She loves to party have a great time as much as the next person. As a college student she doesn't exactly focus so much on her studies, she gets by and passes all of her classes but she would do much better if she would study just a little more every night.
likes: her way, cats, her body, italian food, traveling, meeting new people, fireworks
dislikes: depressing people, floral couches, humidity, unorganization, bar fights, stereotypes
strengths: body language, persuasion, tight clothing
weaknesses: control over her emotions, focusing, chocolate fountains
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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: Sean Darren Mitchel.
siblings: none
significant other (s): none (yet(; )
pets: cat - jack
hometown: Boston, Massachusetts[/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]
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RP sample:
The blinds of her slightly crowded college dorm flew open. Renee, still hungover from last night looks over at the clock on her bedside table. Reading the time, 7:28, a large gasp left her lips after realizing her first class was only in thirty minutes and it was all the way on the other side of campus. Her speed was incredible, not even believing how stupid she had been to not set an alarm for the next morning, she ran out of her dorm grabbing her keys and began to sprint to her first class.
With only two minutes to spare, Renee sits herself in the fifth row of seats and hopes no one says anything about her god aweful appearance this morning, and mostly hoping what ever school work that was given to them yesterday she could finish tonight before she needed to head to her parents home back in Boston. The teacher, a short and fridgid looking old man with bright blue eyes and a sleek moustache waltzed through the door like it was ballroom dancing class. Renee avoided eye contact as she put a few drops of artificial tears into her eyes to wake her up.
The usual lesson started as the usual day went on. Biology was not something she chose, but acing the class all the way through high school it was the only way she was able to get a scholarship to the university. After almost falling asleep three times, being called on about five different times, and getting the worst glare from her proffesser from no homework assignment in her hand, the morning class was over and Renee couldn't be happier. As she walked slowly back to her dorm with heavy eyes, she realized how exhausted she was, and the day wasn't even half over yet.
With only two minutes to spare, Renee sits herself in the fifth row of seats and hopes no one says anything about her god aweful appearance this morning, and mostly hoping what ever school work that was given to them yesterday she could finish tonight before she needed to head to her parents home back in Boston. The teacher, a short and fridgid looking old man with bright blue eyes and a sleek moustache waltzed through the door like it was ballroom dancing class. Renee avoided eye contact as she put a few drops of artificial tears into her eyes to wake her up.
The usual lesson started as the usual day went on. Biology was not something she chose, but acing the class all the way through high school it was the only way she was able to get a scholarship to the university. After almost falling asleep three times, being called on about five different times, and getting the worst glare from her proffesser from no homework assignment in her hand, the morning class was over and Renee couldn't be happier. As she walked slowly back to her dorm with heavy eyes, she realized how exhausted she was, and the day wasn't even half over yet.
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