Post by hamburgertime on May 4, 2010 22:29:41 GMT -5
DAKOTAJETTEDUBOIS !
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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: Kodi or just Dakota
age: sixteen
gender: female
grade: sophomore
sexuality: straight
played by:Frieda Rose[/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: Dakota is pretty blunt and bold, so she may come off a bit hostile at times. She enjoys getting her way and can be extremely selfish. She’s a bit of a spoiled brat. Dakota really isn’t too fond of most authority figures. She has kind of a rebellious side. She doesn’t trust a lot of people. She doesn’t like to reveal anything about herself to strangers. She sees having others know too much about you as a weakness. She’s the type of person who will do whatever it takes to get what she wants.
likes:
reading
texting
traveling
music
singing
dancing
getting her way
cheerleading
drawing
partying
dislikes:
being ignored
staying inside
settling for less
insects
messing up
being told “no”
strengths:
bold
witty
math
creative
observant
thorough
weaknesses:
spoiled
selfish
curious
easily bored
mischievous
meddlesome
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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: John Deadbeat
siblings: none
significant other (s): none
pets: one cat
hometown: Phoenix, Arizona[/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 here: non yet
best way to reach you: PM
RP sample:
Free period. It was that one time of day where one could be free of classes without skipping. For some students it meant extra time to get homework work done. For others it meant extra time to get into various shenanigans. For Evian it meant extra time to sit around and be bored at school. Usually she found the extra time to be extremely useful. Unfortunately her focus seemed to be a bit off today. Despite the fact that she was in the library, Evian's surroundings weren't helping her much. Outside the winter wind whistled. The sound wasn't loud enough to call violent, but it was loud enough to break one's concentration. The building might have creaked if it weren't so large and sturdy. The wind was accompanied by light flurries that slowly drifted toward the ground.
It seemed as though a good handful of students were also using the large, but somehow still seemingly restrictive room. Most of them had their heads buried in homework or whatever literature was “in” these days. The exception was a small group of students, mostly underclassmen who sat at a large table near Evian. They whispered in a loud, obnoxious sort of way. Despite the librarian's occasional, but ineffective shushing they continued in their annoyingness. Evian looked up from the book she was reading with an annoyed expression. Another student sat in a nearby cubicle. She looked like she was at least a junior. The girl subconsciously tapped her pen against the desk's wooden surface quickly and repeatedly. She was clearly into whatever she was doing. A large clock on the far wall ticked, marking each second of the day as they passed. The fact that Evian was constantly being reminded of how much time was wasting away wasn't all too helpful either. She began to sigh, but it turned into a defeated chuckle. There were a million other things that were far more interesting and here she was greying her hair over algebra homework. She found the subject to be a bit absurd. She doubted there would ever be a situation in life where she would need to know the square root of one million. She looked back down at her paper and scribbled over an incorrect answer in an unnecessarily aggressive sort of way.
“Ugh!”
ooc: this is from another char i have on another site.
It seemed as though a good handful of students were also using the large, but somehow still seemingly restrictive room. Most of them had their heads buried in homework or whatever literature was “in” these days. The exception was a small group of students, mostly underclassmen who sat at a large table near Evian. They whispered in a loud, obnoxious sort of way. Despite the librarian's occasional, but ineffective shushing they continued in their annoyingness. Evian looked up from the book she was reading with an annoyed expression. Another student sat in a nearby cubicle. She looked like she was at least a junior. The girl subconsciously tapped her pen against the desk's wooden surface quickly and repeatedly. She was clearly into whatever she was doing. A large clock on the far wall ticked, marking each second of the day as they passed. The fact that Evian was constantly being reminded of how much time was wasting away wasn't all too helpful either. She began to sigh, but it turned into a defeated chuckle. There were a million other things that were far more interesting and here she was greying her hair over algebra homework. She found the subject to be a bit absurd. She doubted there would ever be a situation in life where she would need to know the square root of one million. She looked back down at her paper and scribbled over an incorrect answer in an unnecessarily aggressive sort of way.
“Ugh!”
ooc: this is from another char i have on another site.
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