Post by alexandrareese on Dec 4, 2010 17:13:20 GMT -5
alexandralynnettereese !
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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: alex, alex lynn.
age: nineteen.
gender: female.
staff position: n/a.
sexuality: straight.
played by: taylor swift.[/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]
HEIGHT: five foot seven.
WEIGHT: one hundred twenty-five.
EYES: green.
HAIR: naturally curly but occasionally she straightens it.
SKIN: fair with rosy cheeks and five usually unnoticable freckles above her nose.
STYLE:she's gennerally dressed for comfort. jeans, cozy off the shoulder sweaters and long necklaces, with uggs on her feet. but occasionally she'll dress up if it's for a special occasion. her hair is either in a lose bun or let out and on her shoulders.
TATTOS/PEIRCINGS: her ears are peirced.
personality:
- athletic
- ambitious
- adventurous
- animated
- bossy
- charasmatic
- clumsy
- clever
- curious
- confident
- daring
- dilligent
- energetic
- feirce
- happy
- intelligent
- lively
- mischeivious
- opinionated
- sarcastic
- silly
- smart
- stubborn
likes:
- chocolate
- chirstmas
- snow
- sarcasm
- the beach
- laughing
- old movies
- horror movies
- rocky horror picture show
- most 'chick flicks'
- 80's movies
- iced coffee
- getting caught in the rain
- warm sweatshirts
- football games
- pina coladas
- ice skating in the city
- writing
- harry potter
- j.k. rowling
- jane austen
dislikes:
- broken hearts
- crying
- shed tears
- bad endings to stories
- the ending to pretty in pink
- braces
- her father
- not knowing who her father was
- writers block
strengths:
- sarcasm
- hiding her emotions
- she's a brilliant writer
- school
- memorizing lyrics
- not falling for players (as quick as most girls)
- not giving into temptation
weaknesses:
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- case of extreme writer's block
- often comes off as a bitch
- bites her lips when she's nervous
- sometimes unforgiving
- jealous
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: unknown.
siblings: none.
significant other (s): none.
pets: scout ; 2 years .
hometown: new york[/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: none.
best way to reach you: pm me.
RP sample:
Bailey sighed. There she was standing in the middle of her personal room or whatever at The Palms, the local spa in town, feeling rather idiodic and awkward. Usually you went to the spa with a special gal pal, but Bailey, who hadn't been able to ask Nikki, Mateo, or Caryn ... or even Alicia to come, since she'd woken up late, she had no one to go with. It didn't matter now though, she was already here, and she'd already gotten her nice fuzzy robe and stuff, and that scary looking lady had told her to be ready already ... and Bailey, though she could be scary, was not THAT kind of scary, and was rather afraid of upsetting the lady for fear that she might crush her. And that would be ... intresting. A Bailey Annabeth Allen-Covington pancake sounded pretty cool, but how exactly would it take. She raised her hand slowly to her mouth, almost about to bite herself before she remebered where she was. Oh right, spa ... no biting, save it for later she thought to herself.
Pulling her hair to the top of her head in a messy ponytail that reached to her shoulder's, she quickly changed from her clothes to the poofy white robe they'd handed her when she walked in. Putting a smile on her face, she walked into the mudbath room, looking around slowly. There was no one in here, and wasn't somebody suppossed to put pickles on your eyes or something ... or was it cucumbers ... well whatever it was, it was something that was green. And then there was that mask too. She raised an eyebrow at herself, before spotting a large jar with light brown stuff in it that read clearly in big black print MASK and she smirked, walking towards the counter, rather suspiciously. She really hoped there were no camera's in this room. But just in case there were ....
She grabbed the jar, and hid it behind her back walkign towards a mud bath at the back of the room. She walked climbed up onto the tile ledge, and stood on it, taking slow steps into the mud. It was kind of cold ...
With that same suspicious smirk on her face, she sat, giggling about the mud. Maybe I should have taken the robe off first .... she thought, then shrugged, figuring it was no use taking it off now. But not it was back to her special plan. She put the jar on the ledge behind her, and sat herself on her knees, opening the jar. She put some in her hand, then began smearing it on her face, feeling like a little kis almost. It was rather childish to act like this. Any normal eighteen year old would have just waited for the scary lady, but Bailey on the other hand was not just some normal eighteen year old girl. After smearing the whole thing all over her face, she frowned ... she definetly needed the pickle to have the full effect of a day at the spa, and stood again, this time not really caring that the mud would get on the floor but when she stood up and tried to get out of the mud bath, she ended up knocking the mask on the floor. "Bollucks," she swore angrily, grunting as she bent over to pick it up.
Since there were no paper towels in the room, Bailey just picked up the jar and left the rest sitting on the floor. She walked carefully to the counter again, placing it on there, leaving muddy footprints behind her as she stepped. She felt like a puppy after it came in from the rain. And then mommy would get mad and throw the puppy out ... but Bailey ahd not mommy here, and if she were the mom, she would not throw the puppy out ... she'd play with it. Getting off topic, again, she looked around for a 'pickle', then spotted a couple slices in a package on the counter, and walked over to it. She giggled and tried to rip open the plastic around the container, and it promptly, like she almost knew it would, sllipped form her hands, and into the mud. She rolled her eyes annoyed, a slight smile still on her face. "Great," she said sarcastically, before reminding herself not to get her knickers in a twist, and to calm down.
Sighing, the level four Cullen Academy student simply reached into the bath, and grabbed the 'pickles', then opened them more effectively this time. She sat down in the bath again, placing them over her eyes. She came here to relax ... and all she'd done so far was make a mess of the room. It was okay though ... Bailey would find someway to clean it up.
Maybe.
Cuz' I'm Lazy
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