Post by FAYE ELVIRA HARTMAN on Mar 18, 2009 8:41:23 GMT -5
FAYE ELVIRA HARTMAN
[/color]you say you're getting closer to that chance of suicide
tearing at your throat you won't let it die[/center]
BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES[/color]
EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED
FULL NAME:
faye elvira hartman
NICKNAMES:
anything really.
SEX:
female
AGE:
sixteen
GRADE:
sophomore
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:
striaght
ETHNICITY:
caucasion
THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT[/color]
AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION
FACE CLAIM:
sar bennett
HAIR:
black with colored streaks
EYES:
dark brown / black / likes red contacts
HEIGHT & WEIGHT:
5'3 & 110 lbs.
BODY TYPE:
petit
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
her eyes & hair color
TRICK WITH A DOUBLE TONGUE[/color]
BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME
LIKES:
puppies, her brother, her sister, family, love, passions, surfing, tanning, going to the beach, bright colors, neon, cool shoes, roses, scratch and sniffs, free things, shoes, pink lemonade, hot sunny days, kissing in the rain, drawing,romantic movies & novels, happy ever afters, pretending, having fun, playing with kids, reading, cuddling, snuggling, fleece blankets & clothing, the beatles, music, daydreaming.
DISLIKES:
cold rainy days, strong winds, thunderstorms, looking into mirrors in the dark, comic book nerds, action figures, fixing things, getting dirty, lots of blood, talk about murder, the crime scene tv shows, porn, headaches, pain, breaking bones, corny jokes, when guys hit on her, nightmares, scary movies, chainsaws, sharp knifes, slipping, icy winters, hail, candy canes, gum drops, coca cola & pepsi, the news.
STRENGTHS:
smiling, drawing just about anything, having a good time, being unique.
WEAKNESSES:
when she's crushing on someone, angry yelling & screaming, sob stories, putting down an animal/death, her phobias ( well duh ), knowing that one day the world will end.
HABITS/QUIRKS:
biting her lip, twirling her hair, looking to the sides when she's lying, playing with her fingers.
LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE[/color]
MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS
PARENTS:
melody asia hartman ; fourty-five ; stay-at-home mother
zander izzak hartman ; fourty-seven ; accountant
SIBLINGS:
roxanna lillian hartman ; seven ; sister
ryan kaleb hartman ; three ; brother
OTHER FAMILY:
( they are out of the picture )
WON'T CRY FOR MY SOLITUDE[/color]
LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU
MEMBER TITLE:[/blockquote]
freak on my antics
STEREOTYPE
scene <3
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:NICOLE WOKE UP TO VOICES swarming inside her head. At first she wasn’t sure if she was still in a dream, but then she figured out exactly what was happened. Somebody and somebody else were either fighting or talking very loudly down the stairs. She was pretty sure that it was either Mom & Dad, or maybe Jason and Dad. She couldn’t tell if one of the voices was male or female, because her senses weren’t exactly their best and whenever the screaming started it went very high pitched, and that was about all she knew. She instinctively put her head back onto the pillow, and grabbed another one close by to try and cover her ears.
THIS WAS AROUND THE TIME where she almost forgot that she had to go to school. If she didn’t know any better, she probably would of skipped that day, but of course she had happened to come to the fact where she heard a door slam, and then some cursing from down below. This was one of her many warnings that meant that whomever was going to come wake her up, wouldn’t be in the best of moods. They would most likely swear at her, and yell very loud, and then ground her for not setting her alarm clock when she was already up. And this was how her day began.
THE TIRED FEMALE WAS DOWN the stairs in her pajamas only to walk into an awkward silence. She shrugged it off and walked toward the counter which held a basket of hopefully fresh fruit. She picked up an orange and quickly looked it over before she actually ate it. Her hands found a soft spot so she started to peel from there, and eventually she had a skinless orange in her hands. She then peeled of individual pieces of the orange and stuck them in her mouth; the orange would probably tide her hunger over until lunch. She was going to be hungry no matter what they situation was though.
AFTER SHE HAD CASUALLY finished her orange she decided that it was best to just leave the orange skin all over the counter for someone else to clean up. She didn’t necessarily want to be late for school, then again it wasn’t like she had anything to loose, and she was already failing two of her classes. She then ran of the set of stairs and into her room, where she groaned and fell back onto the bed, wanting to go to sleep again. She managed to get herself up enough to open her curtains revealing the very bright sun. She shut her eyes tight from the bright light but new that if she wanted to stay awake then she needed something to bother her enough so the point where she just gave up.
THE SUN WAS HER BEST BET so far, because nobody had really checked on her in a long time anyway. She supposed that everyone had already left and that it was just her in the house. She wasn’t even sure if her bus was going to come either. Maybe she’d drive herself to school again, and steal the car like she had before. She didn’t exactly get caught, because the fact that when she actually got home, it was just her there; there was nobody to scare, or to share her lovely story with. Nicole took out her third brush, seeing as her other two had broken. She started at the bottom and worked her way up untangling all the knots in her way. Her hair was still relatively damp for her late night shower, but she made up her mind to neglect that fact that it would dry frizzy and she would have to deal with it for the rest of the day. Once she finished she quickly applied cosmetics and then slid on an innocent headband into her hair. Of course she got some real clothes on, grabbed her bag, and ran down the stairs and out the door.
SHE ALMOST SLIPPED AS SHE headed towards the bus stop, but she quickly caught her balance and continued to walk. She just about reached the bus stop when her own bus took off. She turned around to see that nobody else’s car was in their driveway either. This was bad. She was thinking now that her parents had forgotten about her, or thought she already left, when she really hadn’t. Oh well, it didn’t matter to Nicole now, she’d just have to walk around until someone found her and gave her a ride, or until she reached school. She pulled her mittens and hood on then started to walk, bag looped nicely around her arm. She was pretty sure that she could reach the school within and hour if she walked very fast, then again she didn’t exactly want to go to school either, and was debating on skipping school or not. Her walk sped up as she realized that her cheeks were probably bright red as well as her nose and ears from the cold weather.
SHE WALKED ON AND ON until she hit the street before her school. She was about an hour late as was guessing that she was just in time for her break. She entered the school quietly as she felt the warm rush of air hit her cold numb legs, hands, feet, ears and face. She smiled slightly then silently pranced over to her locker. It was a mess, so she just threw her bag in along with her coat and mittens into the locker, and then looked at what class she was supposed to be in. Biology, gross, she was definitely waiting until after her break to get back to classes, she at least had to attend some to get the fact that she arrived at school. She was now going to attempt to close her locker. Nicole pushed and pushed on the door, but it didn’t work until she gave it one hard shove that echoed through the hallways. She shrugged and put the lock on.
THE GIRL MERELY SAT DOWN on the ground now, and wondered if there was anything she else she could do to pass her time. She took out her phone instead, and started to text all the people she had on her contact list, just to annoy them. Nicole wasn’t the smartest person in the world when she was bored.
CELEBRATE NO VICTORIES[/color]
AND MY PROMISES ARE SAND
YOUR NAME:
tazz
HOW'D YOU FIND US:
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ANYTHING ELSE?
if there's a special code, i missed it.