Post by janes on May 4, 2010 15:14:32 GMT -5
JANEMARIAHSZOLNOKI !
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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: Jay, Janie, Gray.
age: fifteen.
gender: female.
grade: sophomore.
sexuality: straight.
played by: Anna Lutoskin.[/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: she's very upfront about things, and she's very artistic with everything she does. She can easily become impatient at times, but only when she's nervous. She loves meeting people, and learning new things, so she's always been open to anything and anyone. She doesn't like to socialize when she's having a dose of inspiration, or working on something. She's very outgoing, her favorite thing to do when she's out side is run; but she never likes to run with people, for it's her time of relaxation. She's pretty wise for a fifteen year old. She's been broken, but she hides it well. Unfortunately, while she's quite an independent girl, she keeps at a distant when some get too close. She's afraid time will repeat, but unfortunately her secrets and scars go deeper than most could imagine.
likes: sign language, colors, voices, children, her imagination, art, photography, foreign languages, the classics, cartoons, touch, reading, learning, traveling, laughing, inspiration.
dislikes: headaches, bad smells, all her freckles, cats, saliva, long nails, gossip, loud, obnoxious people, screaming, crying, colds, complicated phones, fights, negativity.
strengths: she's very frank, once she has an ambition to do things she tries her hardest, she has a talent with art, and photography.
weaknesses: impatient at times, a bit passive, but she's working on that, at times she tends to procrastinate things, and she is a little hard on herself.
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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: Andras Szolnoki, 42, distant.
siblings: Anna Szolnoki, 20, distant.
significant other (s):
pets: blue fish, named yellow.
hometown: Budapest, Hungary.[/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:
She stared down at the letter in her hand. To an outsider it would look like gibberish written on a piece of paper, but to Jane it was Hungarian words that meant one thing; death. Her eyes started to water, but her expression stayed just the same. Without blinking she stared out into the street and started to frown. She didn't read far enough to where she found out the victim, for it had to be someone special to her. She silently prayed that it wasn't anyone blood related.
She stood up and quickly, yet neatly, folded the piece of paper into four squares, one after the other. She put it in her pocket, nice and safe, then left the house, traveling to her aunts work.
As she walked down the sidewalk she argued with herself who it might be. Turning the corner, she started to bite at her nails. With each step her thoughts wondered farther when she could no longer stand the tension. She took the letter out of her pocket, unfolded it, and then hurriedly read through the rest of it.
The name surprised her. Adam, one of her closest childhood friends had died two nights ago. She didn't want to believe it. She slowly sat on the concrete and started to sing an old Irish blessing.
She stood up and quickly, yet neatly, folded the piece of paper into four squares, one after the other. She put it in her pocket, nice and safe, then left the house, traveling to her aunts work.
As she walked down the sidewalk she argued with herself who it might be. Turning the corner, she started to bite at her nails. With each step her thoughts wondered farther when she could no longer stand the tension. She took the letter out of her pocket, unfolded it, and then hurriedly read through the rest of it.
The name surprised her. Adam, one of her closest childhood friends had died two nights ago. She didn't want to believe it. She slowly sat on the concrete and started to sing an old Irish blessing.
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