Post by Adrian s monroe on Dec 21, 2010 13:05:53 GMT -5
The full name's adrian scarlette monroe, but most people call me a6 or scar. In case you couldn't tell, I'm a female. I came into this world kicking and screaming on october 31st, and 16 years later, I still haven't stopped. Back then, I lived in bucharest, romania. I'm a european amerian dealing with the stress of 10th grade.
eyes :: Her eyes are very cold very pale Mist blue. A very beautiful almond shapen usually bloodshot however briused unde the lids. When angered or miserable they turn electric blue from how bloodshot they get.
nose :: Her nose is rather normal and proportionate to her facial structure. She has a piercing on the upper bridge between her eyes. her nose has a small scar on the exact center from a rock hitting her.
hair :: Adrian used to have very long silky raven black hair with purple licking up the back before she hacked it off. She traded the cut in for a short cut layered razored and going to her jaw her bangs typicaly hanging in her face. She has before dyed it almost every color before, her favorite being black orange and green. With dying her hair so much one would think it would be damaged, however she tends to use temporary dyes so as to not ruin it. Once short she tends to either have her hair in her face or she brushes some behind her lef ear if interested in the conversation or feeling joyous.
face :: Adrians face has a round shape to it. She had pale pale skin and rather high cheekbones. Her lips are tinted a shade redder then pink from her biting of them, however they are soft. She never plucks or waxes her eyesbrows however they have a good shape to them. Under her right eye she has a horizontal scar from running into a table as a child.
body :: Adrian is very protective of her body. She never wears revealing clothing, because she feels that no one else should get to see it. Her chest is rather small around B cup, her stomach is rather tight and flat from her extensive physical activities. Her legs are rather long for her height of 5"4. She has a scar looking like stitches on her left shoulder and a circle under her belly button.
likes :: Music, tai chi, capoera, Rugby, Yoga, Tea iced with lemon, Books, Poetry, Being Alone, eyeliner, B Horror movies
dislikes :: Preppy people, judgement, School, work, Romance movies, Concieted people, Ignorant People, People who dont stand up for themselves, bullies, Homophobia
habits :: Bites nails, taps fingers, chewing her inner cheeks/lips,
flaws :: Tempermental, Untrusting, Unromantic, Too serious, Twisted Humor, Suicidal, Inferiority complex
positive attributes :: Very Smart, Good memory, Great friend, Good cook, Passionate
secret(s) :: Attempted Suicide at 10 and cuts herself.
pet peeve(s) :: ...Text Talk, Homophobia
personality :: Adrian tends to be on the quiet side and usually alone. She dislikes large crowds and they actually make her sick, thought its mostly the idea of all these people around her. She likes to keep to herself, however there is much gossip about her that goes around, saying she's a lesbian, that she kills people, but the one she hates most is when people who she knows mock her attempt at conversations. She tends to be on the shy timid side when anything romantic or sexual comes along, she has no experiance in relationships so she tends to run when presented with a situation. She dislikes any type of work she deems uninteresting and will tend not to do it. She loves to skip her History class or her Biology. Her best would be English however or creative writing. She has a very toned imagination and tends to let that run through stories of Vampires or some type of tragic friendship turned enemies. She enjoys sports, especially Rugby being one of the best players she knows. She also has a flare for Yoga, taichi and capoera a brazilian at of kicking essentially. She enjoys tea with lemon, seeing as thats the one thing that tends to calm her down, however sweets will do the trick. She has a very low tolerance for Homophobia from people seeing as she believes that no one has a right to tell another their sexuality is wrong, she has a very idealistic view of things.
mother :: Annabel Lee Monroe, 33, Stay mom
father :: Carsen Deluca Monroe, 32, welder
brother(s) :: Reyne Avon Sardonyx, 25, Deceased
sister(s) :: Blood Avon Monroe, 5, none
step-relations: :: None
other relatives :: None worth mention
pets :: Xerxes, 2, Black german shepard
Cane, 3, Siberian Husky
background check :: :-*Adrian was the second born in her family, after her elder brother Reyne he always took her along when she was younger, he taught her things, not really appropriate yet they were practical. He got her involved in capoera at a very young age of three and from there she found her own way. Adrian always loved her brother, since her father worked and her mother seemed to always be in poor health her brother raised her once she was born at age 9. For many years things were well untill she started school and had to be away from him, she would throw fits to go home and stay with him seeing as how he was homeschool untill highschool. Once at highschool he made friens yet still drug his little sister around untill he was about 18 and she was seven, At that point he moved out and changed his name. However he still visited as Adrian gained her own independence, she refused to lean on anyone and talked only to her elder brother. Though in school she was bullied horribly, after a small bit enough was enough. She went into her parents medicine cabinet got all she could and swallowed the pills. She would be dead if her brother hadnt caught her and forced her to vomit them out, she never told her parents however. When she was 12 her parents had another child a beautiful little girl they named Blood. Then this year, tragedy struck, her elder brother died in a car accident, it was swift but that was when Adrian shut down and refused to talk to anyone. She got to be even more of a recluse and took on playing guitar to soothe her pain. She also bought two pup's one named Xerxes and one named Cane. She takes them for runs and plays wiht hem as much as she can but she still tries to keep from others. After the death she was grief struck so she let her pain out on her body seeing as she feels it's expendable. She is trying to break her sheel of being alone because of a samll want in her that drives her to despise being alone. She wants to heal all her old wounds and move on.
role play sample ::IBlood felt like an idiot. Her two male friends had decided since she was a girl she needed to dress like one. Kat and Romeo had shoved her inside this place of evil called the host club so she would be able to maybe act more feminine. She was actually earing the yellow dress except it was cut to mid thigh and no stockings, black mary jane pumps, the pink ribbon tied on her neck in a smaller form, her hair pulled neatly from her glistening crimson eyes. She however did look somehting of a really innocent and cute girl. You would almost never kow it was Miss Scythe under the pretty, she had even a small coat of lipgloss on.
As she entered the host club looking as some sort of dazzling Princess a few girls actually turned to look as there was talk of a new student. She felt a flush on her cheeks as she noticed an empty couch, probably a hosts station, she walked to it and sat down. She has really simply expected that no host would come, she seemed to even hunch down and bring her knees to her chest tucking the dress under her knee.
She ran her hair behind her ear feeling the small jewled dragonfly hairclip she was forced to wear, it was pretty yes but at the exact moment she felt helpless, as if she couldnt help defend herself in a dress. The look of hopelessness made her even more beautiful. She felt her face flush as people looked. She wanted to run, hell she was praying her host gothere so she could get this favor over and leave.
She noticed a boy walk by not even stopping to look at exactly who it was she reached out to grasp his jacket. "u..Um...exscuse Me..Is A Host Free..." She said her voice, obviosly the softer voice of Blood. She et her gaze fall to the ground awaiting an asnwer.
She then actually began to think, what host would she even lke. She would refuse Tamaki no matter. Kyoya was ok, but scary, Mori was fine as was Hunny, the twins she would love. Both had presonality, and different ones, she had lerned to tell them apart by scent and voice.
There was also the matter of is she was evn going to talk to the hosts. She would freely admit she was scared, she didnt like exactly all of them nor did she even like the feel of it, buying host was dirty to her, she thought it meant more or less like buying compliments.[/ i]
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hey. my alias is A6, I'm 15 years old, and I've been slashing for 5 years. I heard about you guys through PBS, and let me say, Ataxophobia[/olor].
