Post by koda on Aug 28, 2011 16:37:14 GMT -5
KODAXAVIERPIERCE!
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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: koda bear for those who are close
birthday: 8 march, 1994
gender: male
grade: senior
sexuality: closeted homosexual
played by: rj king[/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: koda is definitely a nice guy, almost a sweetheart. koda is a pacifist and a vegetarian (of five years now), so he's a bit of an activist and has a kind soul (which explains the numerous pets from the pound). he has a passion for dancing and academics and takes both of them seriously. if you're ever looking for him, check the dance room first or the library. or he's probably off doing community service. when he isn't studying or dancing, he's quite cheerful and pretty calm. though he does get snappy when under pressure or stress. he is also a closeted homosexual but he wasn't always closeted. when he was a freshman at his old school, he introduced himself as a gay teenager. it was his first year of high school and well he was bullied and harassed for it. poor kodabear went into a period of depression which his parents noticed so after the year ended they sent him off to this school when he became a sophomore to stay away from the drama in his old life. and to protect himself, naturally, he didn't open himself as much hoping to not experience what he had before.
likes:
dislikes: meat, fighting, polution, lazy people, angry people. being an hypocrite
strengths: his well roundedness, his dancing abilities, his book smarts
weaknesses: lack of self acceptance, being a hypocrite, [/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]
father: frederick pierce
siblings: n/a
significant other (s): n/a
pets: one snake: kiko, two cats: gordon and q-tip, and you may find several mice running around in kiko's tank, three hamster's: frederick, benjamin, and george.
hometown: cambria, 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]
other characters in jackson: charlie addison jones
best way to reach you: pm/chatbox is nice!
Sample:
Charlie's eyes twinkled as she stared at her own too familiar face in the mirror. The radio blasted Barbara Straisand. The catchy beat left the girl unaffected. Her finger felt through her soft autumn brown hair. She needed a different appearance. She seemed too bland in her own eyes. No matter what outfit she picked out, Ms. Jones didn't seem to see anything outstanding about her. She needed something to give her pizazz...the cherry to her banan split, the willy to her wonka, the ranch to her tacos. Her eyes glanced across her face. She stared into her vanity dresser with a smile that slowly faded the more she thought. about her appearance. A lace of hair was twirled around her patit finger. Her glossed lips stuck together as her slow breaths from her nose were barely audible. The Las Vegas scenery was clear from her window. Her daddy owned a large hotel in Las Vegas and every now and then he would let her stay in one of the vacant rooms (when there was one), while he was working. She had already had two strikes, so he was sure she would behave today. The brunette looked down at her fuschia painted nails, her hand stretched out as her eyes examined each nail. They didn't seem to be the problem. She just needed one thing to make her say, "Pee diddly doo world! My name is Charlie and you are my dancefloor."
The tune of Until the End of Time by Justin Timberlake still failed to captivate her mind as well. She seemed unintrigued by herself at the moment which was very rare for her. Usually, she wasn't the one to attack herself with thoughts about her appearance. But at least, she knew these thoughts weren't because of some guy. The last thing she wanted to be was some stupid girl willing to do anything to get a guy's attention. Blah. She wasn't disgusted by guys, but she knew how to control herself around cute guys. Charlie was not the gal to goggle over some guy and his cute smile or hot bod. What would her inspiration, Marilyn, say if she knew Charlie was gaga for some boy? She couldn't even put herself under that situation. It wasn't just the dudes that Charlie had to worry about, but the dudettes to. Being a bisexual teenage girl wasn't as accepted by the world as she would have hoped but either way, girls were also a no-no. Then suddenly, her ears seemed to perk up to a catchy tune.
I've had enough. This is my prayer!
That I'll die living as free as my hair!
The song gave her an epiphany as she calls it. The thought hit her like touvh of rubber to the nerd in a game of dodgeball. She stared into her vanity as she clasped her hair in her palm. The brunette would no longer be a brunette anymore. She smiled as she picked up her phone and rushed through her contacts.
"Hi, this is Charlie. Could you fill be in for tomorrow say...four o'clock? Excellent! I'll pick a color when I get there if that's okay with you."
Read more: jacksonhigh.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=juniors&action=display&thread=11581&page=1#ixzz1WMPNGZGX
The tune of Until the End of Time by Justin Timberlake still failed to captivate her mind as well. She seemed unintrigued by herself at the moment which was very rare for her. Usually, she wasn't the one to attack herself with thoughts about her appearance. But at least, she knew these thoughts weren't because of some guy. The last thing she wanted to be was some stupid girl willing to do anything to get a guy's attention. Blah. She wasn't disgusted by guys, but she knew how to control herself around cute guys. Charlie was not the gal to goggle over some guy and his cute smile or hot bod. What would her inspiration, Marilyn, say if she knew Charlie was gaga for some boy? She couldn't even put herself under that situation. It wasn't just the dudes that Charlie had to worry about, but the dudettes to. Being a bisexual teenage girl wasn't as accepted by the world as she would have hoped but either way, girls were also a no-no. Then suddenly, her ears seemed to perk up to a catchy tune.
I've had enough. This is my prayer!
That I'll die living as free as my hair!
The song gave her an epiphany as she calls it. The thought hit her like touvh of rubber to the nerd in a game of dodgeball. She stared into her vanity as she clasped her hair in her palm. The brunette would no longer be a brunette anymore. She smiled as she picked up her phone and rushed through her contacts.
"Hi, this is Charlie. Could you fill be in for tomorrow say...four o'clock? Excellent! I'll pick a color when I get there if that's okay with you."
Read more: jacksonhigh.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=juniors&action=display&thread=11581&page=1#ixzz1WMPNGZGX
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