Post by samantha on Jan 31, 2012 15:04:29 GMT -5
SAMANTHANICOLEBROOKS !
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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: sam, sammy.
age: twenty one.
gender: girl.
role: college student.
sexuality: straight.
played by: katy perry.[/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]
As for my clothes, they tend to stay pretty normal, but I do like to wear outrageous outfits from time to time. You’ll probably think I’m crazy for wearing them, but I don’t care. I’ve always liked to express myself with my clothing or any part of my look. I may be shy when it comes to talking, but not when it comes to clothes. I’m very loud and expressive about that. I’m not one to look for attention, but you can’t help but stare.
personality: I’m a really strong independent person. Being brought up by two fathers, they taught me a lot about looking out for yourself and relying on only close friends and family. I’ve never stabbed anyone in the back for stupid reasons, but I’ve had it done to me. I don’t forgive easily for anyone.
But I’m not really a hard person to get along with. I’m pretty much nice to anyone I meet, unless you give me a reason not to like you...or I just make up a reason. I don’t normally judge someone at first, but I can’t help myself. I have disliked people for how they look or whatever. I am sometimes a bit quiet around anyone I don’t really know. But that’s not really many. Once you get to know me, I can be loud. And I can be a bit of a hypocrite at times.
I can have a bit of a temper. If I don’t like you, I’m not afraid to tell you straight to your face. I don’t care if it’s hurtful, it’s just me telling you the truth. I have been known to hold some grudges. So if you end up doing something to me and lose my likeness for you, I will make your life hell. And that’s a promise. I’ve always felt a strong sense of loyalty and companionship. I’ve got compassion and love for friends and family.
With my friends, I’m very caring for them. I have their back whenever they need it and help them with anything. I don’t like it when I hear other people talk about my friend behind their back. I’m kind and loyal to all of my friends. Only the closest of the close will earn all of my respect and trust. If you’re not in my close ring of friends, know that you will not know any of my secrets or gain my loyalty. I’ll be kind to you and not be rude to you, unless you give me a reason to be. That’s just how it works. Anyone that doesn’t like me for no reason, I won’t like you either for no reason.
I am a quiet little thing and mostly keep to myself. I’m occasionally outgoing, but it's a rare trait you'll find in me, unless I’m with friends. My clothes are usually the only thing that's outgoing, because my attitude isn't. I like to curl up with a notebook and write, whether it be music, stories, or just random things about my day. I never show my feelings when I’m around people. I just never found a reason to get them involved in my private business.
likes: Hanging out with my friends, going out, taking pictures, drinking, charm bracelets, reading, drawing, music, dancing, clothes, shopping, boys, tattoos, piercings, being a perfectionist, swimming, camping, sweets, Lilacs, having fun, rocking out in my underwear in my dorm, glitter, party hats, cats, dogs, small animals.
dislikes: Cruel people, stuck up “princesses,” being alone, screwing up, being patient, drugs, authority figures, extremely loud noises, flying, being judged, not finding a book that I haven’t read, my exes, tea, cheap booze, people teasing about my two fathers (I’ll kill a bitch.).
strengths: Cooking, writing music, writing in general, picture taking, drawing.
weaknesses: Boys, liquor, books, chocolate, licorice
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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: Mikael Brooks (birth father) & Ryan Mitchel (adoptive father)
siblings: ---- ---- Brooks, 22, Brother
---- ---- Brooks, 19, Sister
---- ---- Brooks, 18, Brother
significant other (s): none at the moment
pets: a cat.
hometown: Jacksonville, NJ
brief history: In their time, it wasn’t a normal thing to announce that you were attracted to the same sex. Sure, there were a few kids that didn’t care and everyone knew, but it was different for Mikael Brooks and Ryan Mitchell. They met their first year of high school during freshman orientation and had immediately clicked as friends. They were both happy to come from well known families and glad they had friends to experience school together. When they arrived at the school, Mikael and Ryan ended up having a lot of classes together. Their years had gone pretty smooth for the both of them. They both knew they were a little different than the other boys in their houses, but weren’t really sure why. Then there was one night in their sophomore year, when the two spent a night together.
After that, they knew that they had feelings for each other and kept it hidden from everyone, including their parents. They both knew the outcome if their families were to find out. All their school mates didn’t have a clue as to the boys’ closeness. They played being straight best friends well. When it came to the boys’ senior year, they both told their parents they were going away for some other schooling for what they wanted to do. Ryan, a Doctor and Mikael, an Cop. Both their parents, thinking nothing of it, let them both go off together. About ten years later, the boys went to an adoption place and adopted their first son. They wanted to start a family right out of school and so they did.
Ryan and Mikael had talked about having one child that would be at least one of theirs. They both agreed that it would be Mikael’s. He had been friends with a girl, Jessica Thomas, for years and had talked about it all the time. She agreed and the two slept together, after he had brought her back to meet Ryan. She had gotten pregnant, and had a little girl nine months later, on February 14th. They named her Samantha Nicole Brooks. Their first son had already turned a year old, by then. They waited two years before adopting their nest son, and another year before their next daughter.
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Now, isn’t that such a sweet story? Yeah, my fathers’ lives are just so adorable. Anyway, back to me now. My background isn’t exactly what you think it’d be. I had a pretty good childhood. I have wonderful parents, three siblings. It’s great. As soon as I was old enough, like four, my parents put me into piano lessons. At first I didn’t like it, but it grew on me and I began to love doing it. My parents wanted us all to be able to have some form of talent so we’d be able to pursue a good career. Especially since once father’s a doctor and the other’s a cop. The older I got, the more I enjoyed it and would play wherever I could.
Once I started grade school, I started playing with my parents’ camera as well. I fell in love with taking pictures and new that it was all I wanted to do. I took any extra classes for it while I was in high school and I’m now taking classes for it in college. I would really like to be a professional photographer when I finish.
And just so everyone knows, I’M NOT A LESBIAN. Just because my parents are gay, doesn’t mean my siblings and I are. I’ve also always been really proud of my parents for being so committed even with all the stupid hate. People are just so ignorant sometimes. Also, I’m a HUGE activist for the GLBT Community. Just thought you all should know that. ♥ [/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:
Samantha was beyond excited that Cale had finally asked her to be his girlfriend. She had been waiting for it to happen for a while. And even though she was happy about it, she couldn’t help but be a little upset as well. While she was in the bad chat with the others, Harry had gone overboard and really pissed Cale off. She knew the band was always arguing and getting into fights, but she really didn’t want Cale getting into a fight with Harry. It wasn’t worth it. She was dealing with him for Della and it was going fine. Even if it was for two different reasons, she just wanted to keep the two boys apart.
As soon as Cale had signed off, she did the same. She wanted to see him. Caity and Della both told her too, even though she was already planning on it. She knew she’d be able to calm him down and hopefully change his mind. She hated how much Logan and Harry teased him about things. They were all supposed to be friends and be nice to each other. She had never seen any band fight as much as they did. She shut her computer down and put it away. She didn’t know where Cale was, but she knew that Harry was on the bus, and that was where Cale was going to go. She needed to get there fast.
She slid her sneakers on and grabbed her coat, throwing it on as she stuffed her phone in her pocket and pushed the door open of her bus. Stepping onto the pavement, she looked around for a moment before heading in the direction of the Injected Hopeless bus. She smiled slightly when she saw that he had just arrived at the bus. She made her way over to him quickly, only to slow her pace as she got closer. She was maybe a foot or two behind him when she heard him speak, and that made her stop. She frowned and shook her head, even though he couldn’t see.
She walked closer and moved between him and the door. “Cale, please,” she said, looking at him. She rested her hand on his cheeks and gave him a small smile. “You don’t need to do this. Harrison’s an incompetent asshole. Letting him get under your skin is exactly what he wants.” She moved her hands until her arms were around his neck and gave him a playful kiss on his nose. She was hoping that he’d come to his senses and ignore Harrison. She wasn’t narcissistic, but she knew she’d be able to get his mind off of everything.
As soon as Cale had signed off, she did the same. She wanted to see him. Caity and Della both told her too, even though she was already planning on it. She knew she’d be able to calm him down and hopefully change his mind. She hated how much Logan and Harry teased him about things. They were all supposed to be friends and be nice to each other. She had never seen any band fight as much as they did. She shut her computer down and put it away. She didn’t know where Cale was, but she knew that Harry was on the bus, and that was where Cale was going to go. She needed to get there fast.
She slid her sneakers on and grabbed her coat, throwing it on as she stuffed her phone in her pocket and pushed the door open of her bus. Stepping onto the pavement, she looked around for a moment before heading in the direction of the Injected Hopeless bus. She smiled slightly when she saw that he had just arrived at the bus. She made her way over to him quickly, only to slow her pace as she got closer. She was maybe a foot or two behind him when she heard him speak, and that made her stop. She frowned and shook her head, even though he couldn’t see.
She walked closer and moved between him and the door. “Cale, please,” she said, looking at him. She rested her hand on his cheeks and gave him a small smile. “You don’t need to do this. Harrison’s an incompetent asshole. Letting him get under your skin is exactly what he wants.” She moved her hands until her arms were around his neck and gave him a playful kiss on his nose. She was hoping that he’d come to his senses and ignore Harrison. She wasn’t narcissistic, but she knew she’d be able to get his mind off of everything.
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