Post by aimee on Feb 7, 2010 14:54:13 GMT -5
* OOC Info*
Name : Brenna
Age : 14
Experience : 2ish years?
Characters : Aimee Brianne Logue & now possibly him <3
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With moonbeam windows
With moonbeam windows
Name : Adam Mac Guay
Age : 16
D.O.B : ?
Playby : ?
Occupation/Grade : Sophomore
And with wheels of stars *
[/size][li]Adam's face is nicely sized for his body. He has really dark, almost black eyes that softly watch you as you walk by. His eyebrow's are just as dark and match the rest of his face. He always has black eyeliner on and wears his hair in a Emoish/Spiked look. His lips are a soft pink which round into a nice smile. His teeth are white, you can tell they are well taken care of. {As seen here}[/li][li][/size][/blockquote]Adam's body is fit. He has nice muscles in his arms which he doesn't show off alot because he always wears long sleeves or a jacket over a short sleeve shirt. His hands are always rough feeling, the way you would want a guys hands to feel. His legs are normal guy legs and he has a normal size foot. He always wears skinny jeans, or leather pants. And for his shirt he usually wears a black/emoish shirt with a jacket or a long sleeve shirt.
So hush you little ones and have no fear
Likes : Music, Skinny Jeans, Eyeliner, and making teacher's get upset.
Dislikes : Preppy Girls, Showing his arms, People who are teacher's pets.
Habbits : He has a habit of charming girls without wanting too, Forgetting to do his homework, Forgetting dates.
Flaws : Getting in trouble with teachers, Not having a good memory, Being "differen't" then other guys.
Pet Peeves : When teacher's roll their eyes, when girls flirt way too much, and when Dogs bark.
Strengths : Adam has a way about him that makes girls like him, He never gains weight even though he eats alot, He can get teacher's to be okay with him forgetting his homework, Can come up with any excuse, Can smack-talk.
Weaknesses : Most guys hate him because he gets girls, People think he's gay or emo because of the way he is dressed, Lies horribly, Can't help when he talks back to his parents or teachers, Uses his hands to talk sometimes.
[/li][li][/size][/blockquote]Adam has a good personality. He is quiet and kind to pretty much everyone. The only people he isn't nice to is teacher's. He hates their guts that they think they can tell him what to do. He isn't scared to tell them off. He uses cuss words quiet a bit when talking to his teacher's or parents. Around girls he doesn't show off but he likes to be just friends with most girls. Not that he doesn't like girls, but he's waiting for the "one." He isn't too fond of hanging out with guys because they have differen't interests then he does. Most people aren't like adam at all.
The man in the moon he is the engineer
[/center][/li][li][/size][/blockquote]Adam moved to this school one and a half years ago. He began coming to this school in 9th grade and is now in 10th grade. His father had got a better job here training dogs then where they had lived, which was Delaware. His mother could move anywhere since she was a book writer and it didn't really matter where she was as long as her family was happy. Adam could care less where he was, he fit in to any school easily. He didn't have anybody important living in delaware so he wasn't too sad to come here.
Adam wasn't really happy to come here though. He hated moving houses, it was one of the worst things ever. He also thought he would have a better chance at getting a singing opportunity in Delaware then here. He didn't know why though.
Now adam's here, and he is keeping his eye open for the *one* he truly loves. Ha! Like that will ever happen. He doesn't really believe he will ever be in love which is sad in a way. He believes he will always be a guy alone with all he has is his singing ability and his ability to charm others.
*The railroad track it is a moonbeam bright*
[/size]Family [black];;[/black]
{Parents:
Jonh Guay, 48, Works with dogs.
Lila Guay, 45, is a book writer.}
[Siblings:
Josh Guay, 14, 8th Grade]
(Pets:
Roxanne, Rottweiler
Yoshi, Hamster)
That leads right up into the starry night
RolePlay sample :
His eyes glared down into the darkness of the basement. He wasn't sure if it was the best idea for him to do what he was about to do. A scream echoed from under the stairs. His skin flinched, he didn't know why he had got himself into this. Another scream of agony. His breath came clouded up as he took another cold breath into his lungs. He took one step. A large creak came from underneath his feet. This stairs weren't the sturdiest things in the world, he knew.
The metal glinted off of the dim light that was hanging from the ceiling. He gripped the knife harder, wishing he hadn't got himself into this. He wasn't a killer. He never had been, it was just so tempting. He was insane now, they had sent him to a place for insane teenagers. Now they were going to pay, starting with her. She was only 15, sent to this insane highschool a year ago. Tears ran down her face and she screamed but nobody heard her. "Sorry Tiffany, Sorry you have to pay for what they did to me." He spoke with cold breath. Tiffany was labeled a Whore. Sent here because she was addicted to sex. She had thought he had loved her, he had just tricked her so he could kill her easier.
He walked down the rest of the stairs and stopped in front of her. Her eye's widened in shock at the weapon he held. "It won't hurt for long." He said softly, scraping the tip of the knife down her arm. She gasped, and screamed again. "Nobody will hear you. Poor, Poor tiffany." He said with a laugh in his voice.
The metal glinted off of the dim light that was hanging from the ceiling. He gripped the knife harder, wishing he hadn't got himself into this. He wasn't a killer. He never had been, it was just so tempting. He was insane now, they had sent him to a place for insane teenagers. Now they were going to pay, starting with her. She was only 15, sent to this insane highschool a year ago. Tears ran down her face and she screamed but nobody heard her. "Sorry Tiffany, Sorry you have to pay for what they did to me." He spoke with cold breath. Tiffany was labeled a Whore. Sent here because she was addicted to sex. She had thought he had loved her, he had just tricked her so he could kill her easier.
He walked down the rest of the stairs and stopped in front of her. Her eye's widened in shock at the weapon he held. "It won't hurt for long." He said softly, scraping the tip of the knife down her arm. She gasped, and screamed again. "Nobody will hear you. Poor, Poor tiffany." He said with a laugh in his voice.
So come you little ones and run up the stairs
[/size]How did you find us : ad on a horse rpg
Best part of the site : I love the skin!
Have you read the rules : Yes I have!
Put on your 'jamas and say your prayers
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