Post by maria on May 4, 2010 16:49:41 GMT -5
MARIAJULIASINCLAIRE !
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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: Ari
age: Seventeen
gender: Female
grade: Sophmore
sexuality: Straight with bisexual tendancies
played by: This girl
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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]
personality: Not what most would expect from the way she looks, Maria is very hyper and jubilant almost all times of the day. She detests it when people ask her why she does things, such as wear colorfull hair peices. She never really goes with the flow but trys to stay in the loop of things. She often adds different things to the trends or otherwise flips them around completely. Her attitude towards school is apathetic in class, and she will more often than not day dream during a review for an important test. She makes adequate grades, but hates most of the things about school. She is a kind of anti-social when she`s in a bad mood, but quickly gets over whatever is bothering her by drawing or writing. She is also a pyro maniac and dosn`t like being told to "drop the lighter."
likes: Junk foods, art, Dr.Pepper, all colors, bright inks (as in pens), crazy socks, unhealthy food, taking photos, skating, reading, talking, texting, playing with her cat, Internet games
dislikes: Preps, healthy food, rap music, jocks, snooty booties, not having an eraser, being made fun of, running
strengths: Video games, strking up a conversation, being creative, doodling, eating, cooking, breaking things, lighting things on fire
weaknesses: School in general, balance, hand-eye corrdination, staying calm[/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: Left before her mother died
siblings: N/A
significant other (s): N/A
pets: A blue somali cat named Meela
hometown: Born and raised in Jacksonville, New Jersey[/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: N/A
best way to reach you: E-Mail
RP sample:
Maria tore out the door, black Converes thudding against the side-walk. Her short-ish hair spilling over her face and making it hard to see, the frantic girl races down the side-walk with her books haphazard in her arms. Skectchbook falling from her grip, pancil slipping through her fingers. Today, her t-shirt bears the logo of M.C.R. for My Chemical Romance and is a dark grey color. Her fingerless gloves, making it hard to grasp her belongings correctly, are sliding down her arm and crumpling at her wrist. "Twenty minutes late! What Am I gonna do now?" she says to herself frantically, rushing toward the school looming in the distance. Jackson High, her school and own personal torture chamber. She hates school, it`s no secret. Bursting through the doors, she lurches foreward, surprised. Her toe had caught on the rug on the rug behind the door. Falling in a pile on the floor, she curls up and grabs her knee painfully. Leaving her books in a hazardous pile, she moans quietly about the pain. Getting up after a few seconds, she gathers her things quickly and dashes off to Calculus class. Stopping at her locker, she throws her unneeded books in and rushes off, silver nacklace bouncing at her chest.
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