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My Characters

Who Are You?
Full Name: Samantha Maria Peterson
Nicknames: Sam.
Gender: Female
Birthday: February 14, 1992. “Yea, I know my birthdays on Valentine’s day, don’t remind me.”
Age(This coincides with your birthday. 15-20): 19
Mom(Mothers name. First, middle, last): Maggie Jean Peterson (Maiden name: Lee)
Dad: George Stephen Peterson
Where did you grow up?: Minnesota (For the record, I know nothing of Minnesota.)

What Are You Like?
Personality: Samantha is a rather outgoing teenager. Always has been, still to this day is. She also was a very scientific chick, one that could make anything if she put her mind to it. Just because she enjoyed science and was one of the top in her class, doesn’t mean to liked school. Constantly, she ditched. Her parents and teachers worried about it. But does that matter now? I mean look at her, she’s a fugitive on the run. Nothing matters anymore other than the fact that she’s out and she has to stay out. Samantha can lie to anyone about anything. It was always a nasty habit she had. She is the kind of person that BELONGS in jail. But everyone has a good side, don’t they? Under all those shells of mean and crude, she has a good heart. Not one out of strong, but one that can hold love and care. It won’t be easy, but maybe you can get through to her. Or for the rest of her life, she will always be choosing wrong over right.
Favorite/theme song: The Legacy By the Black Veil Brides
What did you do to get into prison:She wrote ‘America sucks’ on the front of 71 cars in spray paint. Some man saw her doing it. She panicked and pulled out the gun her friend Shane gave her and shot the man threw the head.
History:Samantha had a good childhood provided from her parents. They weren’t abusive or cruel. But maybe the fact that they weren’t strict enough was the reason she got out of line. She used to be a good girl, like any other little girl you saw walking around. Did her homework, helped with dinner, walked the neighborhood dogs. But then, those dreadful teenage years came. She changed, she started becoming more distant from everyone. In school, she got mixed up with the wrong type and started drinking and smoking. Her and her ‘friends’ ditched school every other day. Only coming in to assure them that they still were students for their parents sake. But when ever they came in, they were either heavily high on cigarettes or drank to much. They were escorted home. One night, Samantha got really drunk. She started spray painting cars and killed a man.

Love Life?
Married To: I’m not married, considering the fact I’ve been in jail for the last two years.
Children: No kids.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend:I had only one. Maybe when I was 13 or 14. I honestly don’t remember anymore. But we were one of the cutest, everyone knew us. And then I changed and he found someone else. I never did.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: You’re funny. Now get lost before this gets ugly. Oh wait, it already did. You’re still here.
Your type:Samantha doesn’t know what type of guy she is looking for. But, I think she could use a guy that can help her, change her and her ways. She used to be a good girl but, some how…she was just changed.
Fiancé:My parents weren’t the type to make me do anything I didn’t want to. And it’s not like I had guys lining up just to take my hand in marriage. Next question before I get bored.
Sexual Orientation:Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color:Long black hair.
Eye color: Samantha wears contacts, that make her usually emerald eyes, a very light sea blue.
How Tall are you?: 5`9
Tattoos:She has a heart on her arm with her parents name in it. Samantha loved them to death and they loved her very much.
Piercings:She has spider bites and three piercings on each ear.
What you look like:She is the average height with one tattoo(More to come ;3) and piercings. Her hair is long and sways about to her lower back. But, when she broke out of jail, she took out her switchblade and cut it down to her shoulders. Later, she plans to dye it. Her skin is slightly tanned.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Christian Alex Mantra
Nicknames: I swear to god you call me Chrissy, I’ll make you regret it before you can scuffle a laugh.
Gender: Male
Birthday: April 1, 1993 I know, Haha, April Fool’s Day. Maybe I was a joke when I was born.
Age: 18
Mom: Sarah Jenny Mantra (Maiden name: Smirches)
Dad: Nathan Greg Mantra
Where did you grow up?: New York City Baby!

What Are You Like?
Personality: Christian was never the type that you would think would end up in jail. He never even thought that it could happen to him. But, it did. It changed him. He doesn’t really talk to anyone. Even more rarely with girls. He keeps to himself and tries to get by without the cops finding him. But why not take the help why it’s there? He sticks with a few people who made the prison break with him. He only stays until he can find a way to get back to Cassandra.
Favorite/theme song: New Religion By the Black Veil Brides
What did you do to get into prison: Christian got into a bar fight and took it to far when he took his beer and smashed it over one guys head. It gave him internal bleeding.
History: Christian grew up in a rough neighborhood. One where there were gangs, drive-bys, drunk drives, all that. Not a good neighborhood for kids. Not like his parents gave a damn about it. They were away most of the time, forcing Christian to care for himself. Christian moved in with Cassandra with the consent of his parents. They gave him sympathy. But after Matthew, he was out on the street. Christian was very depressed about it. He loved her and he wanted a life with her. Little did he know the chances of that were washing away by the minute. Cassandra ran out of the house looking for him and found him drunk at the bar. Some other man tried putting his hands on her and Christian blew up and started throwing punches and then he hit the man with that bottle..


Love Life?
Married To: Pft, You’re kidding right?
Children: Yea, I had this one girlfriend. Things went farther than I meant them to. After she found out about it, she dumped me. I still care for the kid. It’s a boy, but it’s not like Cassandra will let me see him. After all, I’m a wanted fugitive. Heh. His names Matthew.

Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Cassandra.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Oh, you think I made friends in prison?
Your type: I think I really loved Cassandra. I want her back..
Fiancé: Na, parents didn’t care for me enough to even think about me getting married. No girly. I just wish me and Cassandra could work things out.. she’s the only one I’d really want to be with.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: A light brown.
Eye color: Blue
How Tall are you: 6`0
Tattoos: I have Matthews name one my right arm.
Piercings: Snake bites and that’s it.
What you look like: He is average height for guys. Striking blue eyes, a tattoo of his sons name on his right arm and snake bites.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Celestina Alaina Darleny
Nicknames: Just Celestina.
Gender: Female
Birthday: May 18, 1993
Age: 17
Mom: Hey, they put me in an orphanage, does that mean I know her? Not like anyone told me anything there.
Dad: Look above
Where did you grow up?: The state orphanage in Rhode Island.

What Are You Like?
Personality: Celestina craves action. She’s the kind of girl that can’t sit still during a movie. That can’t hold back when there’s a fight down the block. That’s why she broke out of jail. Too much for her, GOD! They didn’t let her do anything! But, push all that action to the side, she’s actually a very nice girl. She makes friends surprisingly easily, but trust issues, that’s where it’s at. Since her parents abandoned her when she was but the age of two weeks old, she didn’t trust anyone. Till this day she doesn’t.
Favorite/theme song: Pain By Three Days Grace
What did you do to get into prison: She killed two men in a gang fight. One snapped neck and the other, multiple stab wounds. What can I say? It got out of hand.
History: When she was two weeks old, her parents left her on the doorstep of a orphanage. She grew up there like nothing happened. But, really, it was killing her inside. She always strayed from everyone until she was seven. Celestina decided that she couldn’t let the fact her parents didn’t want her control her life. She made a lot of friends, but got mixed up in the wrong action. She was always a good fighter, so she decided to put that to good use and go out late at night. She won almost every fight she was in. Gangs respected her, but also feared her. She was at the top of her game until that one night she actually killed someone. Actually, two people.


Love Life?
Married To: Arranged marriage to someone called Shane Fair(The guy that was in Samantha’s gang. :p Someone can play him too. Or I will.)
Children: HELL NO!
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: I dated this one guy, uh, what was his name? Oops, forgot.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Cause I make so many friends in jail. Me and the security guards flirt ALLLL the time.
Your type: I’m looking for someone who’s not afraid to have fun. Someone who’s not afraid to do something CRAZY! But, someone who cares for me and doesn’t treat me like I’m another loop on his belt.
Fiancé: Yea, my parents set it up. I’m engaged to Shane Fair. Never knew the guy and never want to. Whenever my parents want me to meet some guy, he’s always a goody two shoes.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Her hair is a mixture of blonde and black.
Eye color: Celestina doesn’t wear contacts or glasses. Her eyes are a natural blue.
How Tall are you: 5`1
Tattoos: She has ‘Love’ On her left knuckles and ‘Pain’ on her right knuckles. On her neck, she has a tattoo of a rose spreading up to her cheekbone.
Piercings: She has a lip piercing, and one above her eyebrow. Her ears are also pierced.
What you look like(A solid description and a picture): Her hair hangs just above her collar bone and she has multiple tattoos and piercings. Her eyes are baby blue.



Who Are You?
Full Name: Alexander Jared Famore
Nicknames: Alex, Xander, or simply, Alexander
Gender: Male
Birthday: December 1, 1991
Age: 19. Turning 20 this December
Mom: Alice Jane Famore(Maiden name: Rain)
Dad: Dan Ralf Famore
Where did you grow up?: California.

What Are You Like?
Personality: Alexander is a straight A student. He never strayed from the honor roll and was always in the right group of friends. Alexander was very polite to people and was rarely ever mean. That just wasn’t the type of guy he was raised to be. Alexander wasn’t a player either. If he liked a girl and she liked him, than chances were he’d go out with her. He wasn’t the cheating type either, very trustworthy may I say. But, he didn’t have a girlfriend yet. No one caught his eyes, and no one’s eyes caught him.
Favorite/theme song: I will not Bow By Breaking Benjamin
What did you do to get into prison: I got framed for killing my parents.
History: Alexander was a straight A boy. Never disappointed his parents until he came home one night and his parents were on the floor, bleeding to death. He ran to the phone and instantly dialed 911, his eyes filling with tears. His dear parents were dead on the floor. There was the knife right next to them. Alexander knew better not to touch it. The paramedics and police arrived. Desperately, Alexander wanted to go with his parents but the police took him in for questioning. After checking for prints on the knife, the arrested him. Alexander’s prints were on it. He pleaded not guilty but there was the evidence. Everyone shunned him. He was alone in the world for the first time and his parents killers were still out there. If he ever got out of jail, he swore up and down he would find him and kill him with his bare hands.


Love Life?
Married To: I’m pretty sure I don’t have a wife. And if I did, I’d remember.
Children: Na, I’m not the type girls really stop and stare at.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Na. Didn’t have my first girlfriend OR my first kiss. Embarrassing, I know and I’m almost 20.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: You’re not very popular when you get holed up in jail.
Your type: Uh, I’m guessing I’m looking for a girl that gets me. One that trusts that when I say I didn’t do anything, I didn’t do it. One that won’t cheat on me, or poke fun at things in my past. I’m guessing someone who just cares.
Fiancé: That would be a no.
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: He has black hair.
Eye color: Brown eyes.
How Tall are you: 6`2
Tattoos: One of a gothic cross on the back of his left hand.
Piercings: Na man.
What you look like: he has no piercings and one tattoo. Brown eyes, 6`2 and black hair.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Malice Bella Starlight
Nicknames: Just Malice, thank you.
Gender: Female.
Birthday: January 3, 1993
Age: 17
Mom: Kara Cheryl Starlight(Maiden name: Midnight)
Dad: Harry Ramon Starlight
Where did you grow up?: Manhattan

What Are You Like?
Personality: Malice is a fun loving girl. She is always open to trying new things, and making new friends. Not exactly popular, but a girl people didn’t mind hanging around. She just had that aura that comforted people, I guess. Malice always knew what to do when someone hurt her friends. She knew the ways to make them feel better because she listened to them and remembered what they liked. Say if one of her friends boyfriends broke up with her, she’d just say he wasn’t worth it and maybe get the girl her favorite ice-cream. That’s just the way Malice was. Always helping people. You could tell that she cared. It’s a wonder how she ended up in jail, no one thought she was the type.
Favorite/theme song: Morticians Daughter by Black Veil Brides
What did you do to get into prison: Her family was going through a rough time, so she stole food from the supermarket. Of course, she got caught and assaulted the person that caught her.
History:She grew up her whole life in Manhattan with a middle class family. She wasn’t an only child, she had a half brother. A brother her mother had with another man before the marriage. He took him and married another tramp. They really didn’t want anything to do with each other. Her mother never really talked about that part of the past, and her father was glad. He was still a little jealous that she had another child with some guy that upped and left. Her and her family always had enough money to get by, but you know, hard times come. One winter they didn’t have enough money for food, just barely enough to pay for the house. So, Malice being the nice girl(XP) She is, she went to the supermarket and tried to steal some food, just some for the night. But she got caught and now here she is.

Love Life?
Married To: Nope.
Children: Nope.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Jay. It’s over now, though. (RIIISSEEE XD)
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Hmmm, considering the small little fact that I’m in jail, I’m going to have to say no to this one to.
Your type: Hm, hard to say. I’m guessing a guy that can put my criminal record aside, because he believes I didn’t do it(Which I didn’t). Someone to hold me in his arms and tell me that it’s alright. To kiss me and say that he will protect me. But someone who has a bad-boy side to. Those are always nice (;
Fiancé: Uh, a no.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Long brown hair that sways just above her lower back
Eye color: She has brown eyes and she wears nerd glasses. And yes, they are real xD
How Tall are you: 5`6
Tattoos: On both of her wrists, she has barbed wire all around it. No reason why she got it, just the fact that it’s a permanent bracelet.
Piercings: Just one on both of her ears.
What you look like: Long brown hair, brown eyes wears glasses, 5`6, tattoo’s on her wrists and just her ears pierced.



Who Are You?
Full Name: Alexandria Bailey Novona
Nicknames: Alex. Or Novona. Call me Novona, though.
Gender: Female.
Birthday: June 18, 1994
Age: 16 turning 17 soon.
Mom: Frieda Riley Novona(Maiden name: Hella)
Dad: Jason Ethan Novona
Where did you grow up?: Georgia

What Are You Like?
Personality: Alexandria’s the kind of girl that can think up strategies in the most difficult situations. She’s the kind of girl that tries crazy and wacky things. Whenever someone in a jam with kids around the town, she’d help. But, to be in these kinds of things you couldn’t be soft. She was strong and could beat anyone that walked in her way. Her quote, the quote she went by was ‘An eye for an eye.’ It only seemed fair. Why should one person go around with a black eye if the other doesn’t have one? It’s just fair. Overall, Alexandria is a nice person but she cracks. She kind of, you could say, has anger issues so she gets angry in a heartbeat.
Favorite/theme song: Kissing in cars by Pierce the Veil
What did you do to get into prison: Got in a gang fight trying to help a friend. Someone complained that there was too much noise, so they took them all in.
History: A normal girl. A girl that didn’t like school, had a couple of friends, and wasn’t really popular. It didn’t mean she wasn’t happy with it. In fact, she loved it. Before she got in jail, she thought she was going somewhere. Alexandria had grades that leaned toward the better part of the class. Not the smartest and certainly not the dumbest. Alexandria used to be on the boys wrestling team because the couch thought she was just that good. Boys didn’t really ask her out because they thought she was just to ‘tough’ and no the blonde’s they usually dated. Alexandria didn’t really care. Now and then, she got into fights outside of wrestling class, but just to help her friends. Did she enjoy hurting people? No. It was just to help her friends out of jams. She hated seeing people get hurt but it was the only way to protect them. In fact, that’s exactly what got her into jail.


Love Life?
Married To: I’m only sixteen…
Children: Again, I’m only sixteen. I’m not into that kind of stuff.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: A kid named Brendon. The guy was a complete jerk.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Suuuurrreeeeeeee.
Your type: A guy that believes I’m a good person. Everyone else thinks I’m a bad kid. XP
Fiancé: Hell no.
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: She has brown hair with blonde highlights.
Eye color:She wears contacts. Her real eye color is brown whereas, when she wears her contacts she has purple eyes.
How Tall are you:5`11
Tattoos:She has one of a star on the back of her neck.
Piercings: A lip ring.
What you look like(A solid description and a picture): Brown hair with blonde highlights, purples eyes with contacts, 5`11, and a tattoo of a star on the back of her neck. And a lip ring.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Koidy Daniel Trenton
Nicknames: Koidy’s fine.
Gender: Male
Birthday: October 7, 1991
Age: 19
Mom:Daniela Kasey Trenton (Maiden name: Lilac)
Dad: Sam Trenton
Where did you grow up?: Florida

What Are You Like?
Personality: He is a quiet kid, always drawing in his notebook. No one really bothered him because he set off the vibe ‘Don’t talk to me.’ He talked to people when he pleased, and it was probably to figure out what was for homework. He didn’t pay attention in class because he mostly knew it all. Not to sound like he was better than everyone, he just knew it. To him, it was all common sense. So what was the point? Koidy also had a photographic memory. So he only needed to study one day before a big midterm that was about half his grade. He didn’t really think any of this, it seemed natural.
Favorite/theme song: Diary of Jane By Breaking Benjamin
What did you do to get into prison: Some kid was bullying him on the way home, so he pushed him. He tripped over the sidewalk and fell back on the concrete. The boy charged him with assault and battery. Proven guilty, boop, here in jail.
History: He was a kid, a smart kid with a photographic memory. His parents always stuck him in special classes over the summer. He didn’t’ mind, it wasn’t like he had anything else to do. Koidy wasn’t the type of kid with many friends. He just wasn’t the type that could socialize well. People picked on him now and then, but he thought nothing of it. Especially since they didn’t beat him up. That was something he knew he couldn’t handle. He wasn’t the muscular jock all the girls swoon over these days. They usually left him alone. Only when they wanted a cruel joke they’d pick him or some other nerd out there. If someone talked to him, he would talk to them, but he didn’t have much to say so they wouldn’t stay long. It annoyed him how easily people could make friends and he didn’t even have one. Then, one day on his way home a kid actually tried beating him up. Probably wanted money for the date he had with a hot blonde later. Yeah, he heard things in class. You want to know what happened? He pushed him away and the kid filed an assault and battery charge because he hit his head on the cement. This really sucked.

Love Life?
Married To: Hell no. Do I look like the type that would be married to anyone?
Children: Nope.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Uh, I think her name was Kala
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Nope.
Your type: A girl just like me, a girl that doesn’t make fun of me just because I’m smart, someone that will stand by me through everything.
Fiance: Never got that close to a girl and my parents don’t force things on me.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Light brown skater-boy hair.
Eye color: Grey-ish eyes.
How Tall are you: 5`9
Tattoos: He has a sleeve of roses up his arm.
Piercings: One above his eyebrow.
What you look like: Light brown hair, grey-ish eyes, 5`9, a sleeve of roses up his right arm, and one piercing above his eyebrow.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Mason Kyle Thatch
Nicknames: Mase.
Gender: Male.
Birthday: May 2, 1990
Age: 20
Mom: Abigail Greta Thatch (Maiden name: Remere)
Dad: Carter Louis Thatch
Where did you grow up?: Texas

What Are You Like?
Personality: He’s fairly nice, but he can crack when someone really tries to tick him off. Mason can fight, he’s not some weak guy. Basically, Mason is your average guy. But, in his free time he did read. He would never read in school. Do you know how many people would make fun of him? Mason was the type of guy that cared a lot of peoples kind of opinions. It was a bad quality he wielded. Something he should grow out of or he’ll never live his life the way he wants to. And now he never will because he’s in jail.
Favorite/theme song: Perfect Weapon by Black Veil Brides.
What did you do to get into prison: Just got into a nasty fight with a guy.
History: You could say, he was the type of jock in school, always getting the girls that he wanted. Yeah, he was living large and he loved it. Popular was for him. He never wanted it to end, but times change and he just wasn’t cool anymore. Mason tried talking to some of the people he did before, but they didn’t even know his name. They forgot him. Were they even really his friends? He got mad about it. Why spend a year with him and throw him out like he was garbage? That confused him the most. But, after that he became the regular kid you’d occasionally say ‘hi’ to as you passed him in the hall. It wasn’t bad but that didn’t mean he didn’t miss being on top, when he basically ruled the school. He wasn’t even going to do anything about it. When he was walking home from school, a man bumped into him. He was the type of man no one wants to mess with. So they started talking mean stuff to each other that eventually escalated to a fight, that got them in jail, laladada.


Love Life?
Married To: Na. I’m single.
Children: That would be a no. I’m not ready for kids yet.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Last girl I can remember dating was probably in high school. I think her name was Olivia.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Hum, state the fact that I was in jail, no girl really wants to date a guy like that.
Your type: Someone who doesn’t leave me like everyone else. That sees the real me.
Fiancé: Na, I'm single.
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Black hair.
Eye color: He has emerald eyes.
How Tall are you: 5`11
Tattoos: None.
Piercings: Just his ears.
What you look like: Black Hair, emerald eyes, 5`11, no tattoo's and just his ear's pierced.

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Who Are You?
Full Name: Jynx Marie Wayland
Nicknames: Jynx or Jay.
Gender: Female
Birthday: October 13th 1992. (Me and Jace and twins. Look NOTHING alike)
Age: 18. Turns 19 this October.
Mom: Martha "Fallen" Jane Wayland
Dad: Christopher James Wayland
Where did you grow up?: Nashville, Tennessee

What Are You Like?
Personality: Jynx is a girl that does exactly what she says she will, and doesn't exagerate. Being sarcastic is her specialty, and she is an amazing lier. She loves her alone time, but she also likes to hang out. Often leads. She is comfortable with all kinds. Emo, normal, blacks. But NOT snotty rich kids. She is nice, but has a bit of a short temper. In arguments, she never backs down without one hell of a fight.
Favorite/theme song: Just to get high by Nickelback
What did you do to get into prison: I was getting my revenge, but one of the guy's gang called the police, and me and my brother were the only ones arrested for attempted murder.

History: Jynx and Jace were born in the ghetto. When I say ghetto, I mean GHETTO. Like the drug bust 20 yards from your house every other day ghetto. The siblings were pulled into the hood groups, but never got into trouble. They were respectible kids. But one day when she was 16, Jynx went to far. The group of kids she was with got caught with drugs. She didn't have any, and had no idea that the other kids did, but she was taken downtown anyways. Her mother was working, and had no idea about anything. But the police called her dad, who was just getting home after working shift work. He went to the station to pick Jynx up. When they were leaving the station, Jynx tried to explain what had happened but her father wasn't believeing it. "You are grounded Jynx Marie!!! You will NOT go to your friends party, nor anywhere else for the next 2 months." Jynx's heart fell. She had been looking forward to that party for the last 5 weeks!! "I hate you!!!" She had screamed at her father. Then she had stormed into the street without looking either way, and she dadn't noticed the car speeding towards her. She suddenly felt her fathers hand on her back, shoving her forward out of the cars path. Landing on the curb on her hands and knees, she had heard a dull thud behind her, along with a grunt. When she turned she already knew what had happened. "NO!! DADDY!" She had screamed, running to her fathers side. The car backed up, and zoomed around them, not caring they had just killed someone. Jynx had caught a glimse of the tag. She looked back at her father, and took his hand. "Daddy...." She sobbed. "I love you baby..." He had said before the light drained from his eyes, and his hand went limp in hers. From that day forward, she had blamed herself for his death. Her mother lost her job, because she missed work for so many days. She had to get a job as an exotic dancer in a night club. But Jynx held onto that tag number on the car, in her memory. Then, one day, when she and Jace were walking to school, she saw it. And you know the rest. >.< (How she went to prison)


Love Life?
Married To: HA no-one
Children: Of course not.
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: A kid named Tyler.
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Nobody. I loved Tyler too much.
Your type: Someone who is funny, sweet, thoughtful, but can stand up for himself. Someone who won't try to tke atvantage of me.
Fiancé: NO
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: My hair is naturally black. Deep, dark black. Almost has a blue sheen to it.
Eye color: My eyes are a really dark vibrant green, but I wear dark goldish contacts.
How Tall are you: I am about 5'8.
Tattoos:
Piercings: My ears and my belly button.
What you look like: Jynx is a very pretty girl. Her ebony black hair falls just past her shoulders (Its layered.) Her heart shaped face has full lips and a average sized nose. She has slightly tanned fair skin. She is skinny, but weighs 150. Most of her weight is muscle in her arms and legs. Softball and Irish Dancing has paid off. XD She has a scar that runs from just below and infront of her right ear, all the way diagonal across her throat to her left collarbone. She is very sensitive about this so don't ask her about what happened until you REALLY know her.



Who Are You?
Full Name: Johnathan Christopher Wayland
Nicknames: Jace
Gender: What if I said I had a sex change? HA just kidding, Im a guy.
Birthday: October 13th 1992. Me and Jynx are twins. (That look NOTHING alike)
Age: 18 turning 19 this October
Mom: Martha "Fallen" Jane Wayland
Dad: Christopher James Wayland
Where did you grow up?: Nashville, Tennessee.

What Are You Like?
Personality: Jace is very laid back, cool and calculating. He is good with girls, but he is very humble and knows his limits. But he tends to test them. Unlike Jynx, he can hold onto his anger and not explode on the spot. He is NOT, what most people would call and open book. It is very hard to tell what he is thinking. He is also a skilled lier, just like Jynx. But he doesn't use that skill. Hes a great fighter, and highly skilled at throwing knifes.
Favorite/theme song: Pain by Three Days Grace
What did you do to get into prison: Same as Jynx.
History: Same as Jynx basicly, except I didn't go to jail that night. I followed my dad when he went to pick up Jynx and.... Yea.......


Love Life?
Married To: NO-ONE
Children: NOPE
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: Girl named Mallory
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: Nope
Your type: A girl alot like my sister oddly enough. Stands up for herself, can't be pushed around, but can be sweet and nice alot of the time. A girl who won't push me away, but doesn't need me for every little thing. Someone fun and doesnt care what others think.
Fiancé: HA no
Sexual Orientation: Straight.

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Goldish blondish brown
Eye color: Goldish colored eyes (For real. Like Jace Wayland from the City of Bones series. XD)
Tattoos:
Piercings: Nope. Not even my ears.
What you look like: About 6'3, with well defined muscles and a killer build. Doesn't get acne very much and if he does, it goes away quickly. Tanned, he looks like a California surfer.

Finally done making my characters. That took forever D:

DONE!!!

Do we have to restart our characters Rawr D;

Admin Bunneh wrote:

Do we have to restart our characters Rawr D;

NU! D: I’ll get a repost from the other site later and then you can reply to it.
And you’re Rippletail You’re accepted.

If you don't mind, I think I'm just gonna make different characters for this one.

So... Please hold, while I fill out this monster of a form.

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I'm on my iPod, Rawr, just find my form x3

If I bring my characters over is anyone going to rp with me? If not I don't see the point in rejoining this...

I'd RP with you! Well... I have Rose and Garret. But anyways, I'm still debating on whether to just have Mandie and Max, or have Rose and Garret too...

okay here's my charries...

Who Are You?
Full Name: Natasha Roden
Nicknames: Nat, Tasha
Gender: Female
Birthday: February 7, 1995
Age: 16
Mom: Madison Sharmane Roden
Dad: Jimmy Thom Roden
Where did you grow up?: Jersey

What Are You Like?
Personality: Natasha is a very shy and quiet girl. She keeps to herself and often goes unnoticed. She's smart, but not a nerd, just smart because she's observant. Some people think she's a mute cause she rarely talks. If you do get to know her better she's sweet and caring, but you'll also find she's deathly afraid of almost everyone. That's why she never talks to anyone or trusts them. She keeps her distance and hides her eyes behind her bangs so nobody can really tell what she sees or where she's looking. She doesn't have any siblings or friends but she proves useful for many things. She's smart and thinks things through so she's a good planner, she's also very sympathetic and can relate to many people when she has to. She thinks about almost everything and takes most things literally. She's always calm, even in the worst situations. She's quick on her feet and quite thin. She eats very light because she's not used to eating very much. She's not very funny but if she's in a good mood she might laugh at something funny. She's very bright for someone who hasn't gone to school most of her life. She has a small worn book with a pencil she carries around. She always keeps it tucked away in her clothing. It's something of a diary or journal, but she also uses it to write important things for her to remember, like how to hot wire a car.
Favorite/theme song:
What did you do to get into prison: She robbed a bank and stole a car or two.
History: Natasha grew up with two parents and no siblings or pets. Her father was rarely home and always worked to be able to support her and her mother. Her mother cleaned and cooked like crazy for Natasha and her father. She knew her parents would be better off without her and ran away from home when she was 14. She left a note saying she loved her parents but had to go because it was too much for them to care for her. She said she never wanted to go to a foster home because her hardworking parents were irreplaceable and shed repay them one day. That was the last hint she ever communicated to her parents. She had food and water with her but eventually ran out. She came up with a plan to rob a bank, and who would ever expect a little girl? She was successful in robbing the bank and lived off the money for almost two years Nobody was convicted for robbing the bank and she was still wanted for being a runaway. At age 16 she forged herself a license and hot wired a car and stole it. She drove down south where it was warmer and rented out a motel for a day or two. The motel she stayed at was cheap and t was no surprise her car was stolen. Ironic. She stole a nicer car from a dealership but was caught on camera running a red light. So they got her picture. She sped faster in attempt to escape the cops but swerved to aviodhitting one of their cars. She didn't want anyone to get hurt. But she did, she drove straight off the road into some woods and smashed into a tree. She was in the hospital for three months before they let her out and threw her in jail while they tried to find out where her parents were. She stopped talking then and rarely talks today. She escaped her cell but was caught running from the prison, so they sent her to another prison, the one she and many others just escaped. She never meant anyone harm, but there were certain things she had to do to protect her parents and survive herself. She tries not to dwell on the past though, and moves forward. She doesn't mind being friendless, though she's not antisocial. If a "normal" teenager talked to her and had no idea of her past she's gladly make conversation, but with another fugitive? Some of these people killed people and she didn't really want to get mixed up in all that drama.

Love Life?
Married To:
Children:
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend:
Your type: Shes not exactly looking for a boyfriend, but if she had to decide shed need someone caring enough to really talk to her and get to know her. Someone brave and protective and preferably smart. She's flexible though, and really anyone could win her over if they really cared.
Fiancé:
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Natural brown with natural lighter brown highlights.
Eye color: Bright brown
How Tall are you: 5' 8"
Tattoos:
Piercings:
What you look like: Natasha has light brown hair with natural lighter brown highlights. It's between wavy and curly and she keeps it in front of her face, hiding her eyes and expression. Her eyes are a light brown and they're always shining with pride regardless of what's going on. She has a nice tan from spending a lot of time outside down south and she's quite thin and light since she doesn't eat much. Idk if I can find a picture. I've always been bad at finding good pictures...


Who Are You?
Full Name: I don't know my name or if I have one.
Nicknames: Daravia
Gender: Female
Birthday: Not sure.
Age: About 17 I think.
Mom: Never knew her.
Dad: Never knew him either.
Where did you grow up?: All over America. Mostly New York, California, Ohio, and Florida.

What Are You Like?
Personality: Daravia is a really bold girl. Shes strong and smart but a bit headstrong. Shes extremely persuasive and tricky. She doesn't trust anyone but herself. Shes very strong and fast from years of fighting and running. Shes sarcastic and cold, cruel and mean, but she'd never kill anyone, just severly hurt them. She doesn't believe anything without good proof and hates practically everyone for no reason. She never listens to anyone and never obeys anyone. Shes rude and a bit disgusting. Shes anti-social and dislikes people in general, especially those who think theyre all that and spoiled rich snobs. If you stay out of her way she won't even look your way, but if you mess with this chick she'll gladly start a fight. She usually holds various hidden weapons in her pockets, shoes, socks, almost everywhere. She's fair though, if her opponent doesnt have a weapon she'll keep hers concealed and unused. If somehow you get to know her, shes kind of funny. She never laughs or smiles and she never talks about her plans, past, or herself, only others and how and why she despises them, if she does talk at all. She's wild and carefree for she only cares about herself, but not in a selfish way. She sees it as she deserves something in life. She knows every cuss word ever invented though she's not big on trash talk. She likes to get straight down to business and fight. She hates girly things and girly girls and puppies and kittens and all that. She could be indentified as a tomboy though she doesnt like being called anything other than her made up name, Daravia. She's good at sizing people up and knows when she doesnt have a chance, thats where her speed comes in for an escape. Shes sassy and disobediant and she doesnt accept charity or help from anyone ever. She takes care of herself by herself and nobody else.
Favorite/theme song:
What did you do to get into prison: I done a lot of stuff in my life, assault officers, make and sell illegal drugs, sell and make fake IDs, fight peeps and hurt em, steal, rob, shoplift, whatever you want to call it, trespassing, breaking and entering, you name it, I've done it. Everything except murder, attempted murder, and arson.
History: Well, I never really knew where I came from. I don't remember ever having parents or siblings or even a house. Maybe I was made in some lab or something. I decided to name myself Daravia cause it sounds cool and like 'Dont Mess'. Lets see...when I was really little I used to hide in trash cans or dumpsters to sleep and eat and stuff for a long long time and play with busted stuff. I even had a one leg Barbie doll at one point. By the time I turned seven I toughened up and went exploring. When I was eight I stole for the first time. A water bottle from a gas station. I wasnt smart then and the cashier guy chased after me, but being younger and definitely slimmer than the dude, I had more energy and got away. A few days later I decided to plan out my shoplift. I made a crummy plan to steal from a convience store. I remembered there were cameras so I went to self check out and scanned the chocolate bar before sticking it in my pocket in an isle without cameras. Then I walked out and the alarm didn't go off, but I never finished my self check out. After that I was so proud of myself I decided to steal more often and better things. I stole clothes and food and water and even money, but I usually pickpocketed that. After a while I got so good at it it became a normal daily thing for me to do and I was always on the move. I never stole from the same store twice and I always randomized where I robbed. Well one day, a few months ago, I was robbing this one bank and I couldnt get into the safe so I got caught and busted. I tried to get out but it was too late. Then I was thrown in jail where we just escaped from.

Love Life?
Married To:
Children:
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend:
Your type: I really dont have time for boys, and besides, I can take care of myself, I don't need a boy.
Fiancé:
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Black with red highlights
Eye color: Green
Hot Tall are you: 5' 10"
Tattoos:
Piercings:
What you look like: Daravia has long straight black hair with red highlights. She has light green eyes and pale skin due to always hiding in her sweatshirt and baggy sweatpants. She has a nice figure but never shows it and shes got two smiles, a wicked one almost everyone sees, and a happy, pretty one nobody ever sees. She has a nice complexion but hides everything about her looks beneath her too-big clothing. She's always barefoot and her feet are very dirty. Idk if I can find a picture.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Tyler Liset
Nicknames: Ty
Gender: Male
Birthday: March 18, 1993
Age: 18
Mom: Mariana Vasques Liset
Dad: George Tilado Liset
Where did you grow up?: Florida

What Are You Like?
Personality: Tyler is a careless, cocky boy. He always tries to be funny and impressive and show offy. He's a bit of a flirt and brags about anything he can. He's kind of self centered and snippy towards people trying to boss him around. He hates being told what to do. He thinks he's all that and thinks everybody agrees. He often makes decisions on the spot and doesn't think twice about them. He's stubborn and when he makes up his mind he rarely changes it. He has a habit of judging people right away and he doesn't talk to anyone he depicts as a "loser". He does care about people though, if you're his friend he'll care about you and listen to what you have to say. He's overprotective of certain things, like his hair or his dog. He can be ice cold and mean if he wants to and he isn't afraid to fight even if the odds are against him. He's a bit foolish and is easily distracted by girls but proves worthy when it matters most. He doesn't usually use weapons, only his fists and he only fights when provoked or as self defense. He seems like a cocky jerk, but if you ignore all that he's a bit sensitive about his past and friends. He's very chatty and talks to almost anyone. He can keep a conversation going even about stupid things like mustard. He often speaks his mind and isn't afraid to insult people with his opinions.
Favorite/theme song:
What did you do to get into prison: I killed my father and got a life sentence because I was only 17 when I did it.
History: Tyler had a rough past. When he was very young, about three, his father abandoned him and his mother when she was pregnant again. His mother gave birth to a baby girl, Seraphina. Tyler was the best big brother she could ask for. When he was 13 and his sister was 10 hid father returned. Seraphina was overjoyed but Tyler and his mother were unsure what to make of this. The night he came home when Seraphina was asleep and Tyler was laying in bed he heard his parents talking, then arguing, then full out yelling. His sister was awoken and he immediately came to her side and comforted her. Something hit the wall and Seraphina hid under her bed while Tyler went to see what was going on. What he saw scarred him for life. His father had his mom pressed against the wall and was pulling at her clothes and kissing her. She squirmed and Tyler screamed because he had no idea what was going on. His dad turned and smiled at Tyler and his mom slapped him. He got really angry and shoved her to the ground. He ran towards Tyler and shoved him out of the way and went to Seraphina's room. Tylerheard her screaming and ran to help her. His father was trying to get her to ome out from under the bed and Tyler tried to push him away but just ended up flying across the room into the table where his shoulder was cut open and is now a scar. His dad took Seraphina and threw her over his shoulder and left. His mom tried to find them but only ended up shot to death on the front steps. Tyler was 15 and he came home from school to find her bloody and dead. The police tracked down his father who was alone. Seraphina was gone. She would've been 12. His father claimed he never knew Seraphina existed and that he left the family years ago. Tyler was placed into his custody and his father really did act totally normal and kind towards him, as if nothing was wrong and there really was never a Seraphina. But Tyler knows that's not true because he always kept a small picture of her. His father brought home a different girl every night when Tyler was supposed to be asleep. One day after one of his fathers girls left he asked what his dad did to Seraphina. He yelled at Tyler and Tyler freaked out. His dad was cornering him and closing in and Tyler didn't know what to do so he took out his gun he bought in case his dad ever attacked him again and threatened to shoot. His father lunged for the gun and Tyler killed him. His own, twisted father. He doesn't think about his parents or Seraphina anymore, it causes him too much pain.

Love Life?
Married To:
Children:
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend:
Your type: I don't really have a type. I really just flirt and thats all. Sometimes I kiss em.
Fiancé:
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
How Tall are you: 6'
Tattoos:
Piercings:
What you look like: He has sloppy brown hair thats cute on him and charming brown eyes. He's a rather handsome boy. Hes average strength but well built.


Who Are You?
Full Name: Tanner Mel
Nicknames:
Gender: Male
Birthday: September 26, 1992
Age: 18
Mom: Emelia Aleah Mel
Dad: Ray Don Mel
Where did you grow up?: California

What Are You Like?
Personality: Tanner is a shy boy and keeps to himself. He doesn't seem to fit into the criminal category. He's sweet and caring and rather friendly and bright. He's a bit dim though. He's brave and seemingly fearless. He does as he's told without complaining, but if he decides he doesn't like you then youre in trouble. He has a mischevious side his older brother brought out. His older brother, Jonny, was the one who taught him how to make weed and crack and all that stuff. Though Tanner never took any himself he sold plenty of it to anyone who'd buy. See, Tanner was never poor or anything, just obsessed with money. No amount of money was ever enough. He never spent it like crazy, but saved up for nothing. He bought average things and clothes, but he just wanted to know he could afford better than everyone else. Its weird because normally the wealthy like to outshine everyone else, but not Tanner. He just wanted to have the money to have it and keep it. Who knows, maybe one day he will spend it on something real nice. He doesn't really speak unless spoken to or unless he has a reason to talk. He may not be very smart but he can tell who he should and shouldnt mess with. Since he sells a lot of drugs he always makes sure to keep in shape so nobody tries to mess with him or pull some funny business.
Favorite/theme song:
What did you do to get into prison: I made and sold illegal drugs.
History: Tanner always had a pretty average past, he was born, lived in a nice house, grew up, etc. His older brother was a mischevious boy though, always getting in trouble and playing stupid pranks on teachers. He was also a football player and he and Tanner often played together in the backyard with their friends. Then his brother stopped coming home right after school and instead showed up really late at night. Sometimes he was high. His parents brought him to a therapist and he claimed it was just a one time thing. One day when Tanner was 16 his brother tried to get him to try some drugs. Tanner refused and his brother told him that the stuff was expensive anyway. That caught Tanner's interest. He went out in search of someone to teach him to make this stuff. He found a guy who taught him for $500. Tanner decided it was worth it and took the "class". He started making the stuff and selling it to his brother and his brother's friends before he started selling to other customers, too. Eventually he was running a whole illegal business. He was really getting pretty rich from it until one of his newer customers ratted him out to the police for the reward. Tanner went silently and was taken to jail. His parents were so dumbfound and angry they disowned him. So now he was stuck in jail with nowhere to go when he was let out. Then after everyone broke out he figured not everybody could have a place to stay, right? So he'd follow them and live where they do.

Love Life?
Married To:
Children:
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend:
Your type: I don't have a type cause I don't date.
Fiance:
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: Blonde
Eye color: Blue
How Tall are you: 6' 1"
Tattoos:
Piercings:
What you look like: He has bright blonde hair and gorgeous blue eyes and is pretty buffed and strong. He has a mild tan and pure white teeth with a great smile.

That took a while to find.

Here are Rosalina and Garret

Who Are You?

Full Name: Rosalina Diana Roman
Nicknames: Rosie or Rose
Gender: Gal
Birthday: January 1st, 1995
Age: Sixteen
Mom: Carnella Lilly Mendoza
Dad: Maddox Dillan Roman
Where did you grow up?: Seattle, Washington

What Are You Like?

Personality:
Rosalina is the girly girl gone bad. She's a fighter, and a lover at the same time. She knows how to use her hands (and not in a dirty way). She will throw punches, if needed, and if you're a guy, she won't hesitate to kick you where it matters. Even though she comes off tough, and boyish, all she really wants is someone to love her. She has never had a boyfriend, and she watched as all of her friends went out on dates, and had their first kisses, while she was stuck with her friends. Maybe if she found a boyfriend, her personality would change, and she would become nicer. I don't know... Just an idea. Though Rose has had a really tough past, she's mostly a happy person. She'll always be smiling, except for when she's mad. You don't wanna see her mad. It isn't pretty...
Favorite/theme song: Last Friday Night, Katy Perry
What did you do to get into prison: Rose was at a party with some of her friends. When her best friend wanted to leave, to go to someone's house, Rose tagged along. When they were finally in the driveway, her friend told her to stay in the car. Rose obeyed, but wondered what was going on. She waited and waited, until finally, she heard a gunshot. And she saw the lights go out. And next thing she knew, her friend was dragging a dead boy outside. Her friend made her get out of the car, put the body in the trunk, and get back in. She handed her the keys, and told her to take the body to the river, and throw it in. Rose obeyed this too, because she was worried that she would get shot too. She was caught speeding down the highway, and got pulled over. The police found the dead boy in the trunk, and arrested her on the spot. They didn't know who killed him, but Rose was the only suspect. She didn't deserve jail. Well, she didn't think she did.
History: Rose lived a good life in Seattle. She would go to the Pike Place Market with her mom every Sunday. She was happy there. They would get a Starbucks every morning, and check out all of the different things. She knew most of the people who sold stuff, and she would always get a free bracelet at a little stand, when the one before would break. When her mother died in a fire, Rose was put in an orphanage. She waited, and waited for her dad to come and finally one day when she was twelve, he did. She conviced him to stay in Seattle, because she loved it so much. But the summer of seventh grade, she changed. The tragedy of her mother dying finally hit her, and she just came apart at the seams. She started to not care about school, she hung out with different people, and she started drinking. She would go to parties every weekend, and she lost all repsect for herself. She was a good kid at heart, but she acted like a bad kid. She found a boyfriend, but her dad wouldn't allow her to date. She got angry, and frustrated, and slapped him. After that, things were tense between father and daughter. He wouldn't talk to her, and she wouldn't talk to him. Which only made her partying and drinking worse. Once she hit 15, her dad got a job that allowed him to not be home for long periods of time. Rose just kept partying and hanging out with her friends. And her dad was gone more and more. Until that one night she got into the wrong car, with the wrong person.

Love Life?
Married To: N/A
Children: N/A
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: N/A
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: N/A
Your type: Rosalina really likes bad boys. She likes guys that will fight for her, and win. She'll always appreciate flippy hair. She wants someone who can protect her if something ever happens, and kiss her if everything's right. She just wants a cool bad boy.
Fiancé: N/A
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?

Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Deep Brown
How Tall are you: 5' 6
Tattoos: She has a little black heart on her hip. No reason, she just thought it would look cool.
Piercings: Just a simple ear piecrcing.
What you look like: Rosalina has long, curly brown hair, that she usually leaves alone. She has bangs that swoop to the left, and they usually fall into her face. She has a soft skinned, pale face. Rose has chocolate brown eyes, that are the most noticable part of her face. She usually wears more eyeliner and mascara than anything else. It just highlights her pretty eyes. She has a childish face, which makes her look innocent, though she is tough. She has a slightly big bust, that most guys seem to notice. She is curvy, but that only adds to her sensuality. She usually wears clothes that cover her up though, so she's not all for short shorts and tank tops.



Who Are You?

Full Name: Kaleb Garret Sangria
Nicknames: Garret "Don't call me Kaleb."
Gender: Guy
Birthday: March 7th, 1994
Age: Seventeen
Mom: Stacy Michelle Sangria
Dad: Edward Franklin Sangria
Where did you grow up?: Los Angeles, California

What Are You Like?

Personality: Garret seems like a jerk at first, but once you get to know him, he's a really nice guy. It takes a lot to win his heart, but its possible. He can be very sarcastic most of the time, and he likes to joke around with people. Though, he can be serious when he wants to be. He's a really smart guy, but he acts stupid, and clueless sometimes. That only adds to his charm, though. He will be very loving to his girlfriend, and hell be polite to her friends/family. He might joke around with her too, though. That's how he usually loses his girlfriends. They usually take it literally.
Favorite/theme song: Your Biggest Fan, Nevershoutnever
What did you do to get into prison: One day his friend gave him a paper bag, that he said was his lunch. His friend told him not to look in it, because he didn't want him to steal anything from it. Little did Garret know that it was cocaine. When the usual loop of drug-sniffing dogs went to sniff all of the lockers, the stopped at his. They pulled him out of class, and took him to the station right on the spot.
History: Garret was born in a small town by the big city of downtown L.A. He lived there for a while, until his parents decided that they wanted to move into L.A. because both of their jobs were there. They got a highrise apartment, and lived in luxury. Garret began to go to a nice school, and make all new friends. He was always unsure about some of them, because he knew that some people there weren't the best, but he always shook it off. His mom would buy him the best and coolest clothes. Garret quickly became popular, and known for the guy who was always dressed in style. He could pull anything off. And one day, he got a girlfriend. She was beautiful, and sweet, and all that a guy could want. There was one flaw though. She would take all of Garret's jokes seriously. When she would ask him how she looked, and he would jokingly say 'Bad', she would get pissed. He didn't want to, but finally he had to break up with her. She went all whacko, and yelled at him. And then she went out to the streets, with a wad of money, and she bought some cocaine. She didn't use it, she put it in a paper bag, and brought it to school the next day. She gave it to Garret's friend, and told him to give it to him. And Mr. Sangria got caught with it.


Love Life?

Married To: N/A
Children: N/A
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "This one chick, Kristina. She was too serious for my liking."
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: N/A
Your type: "My type is a girl who's nice, and sweet, but can take a joke. Most girls I've been with can't take a joke like I can. She also has to be hot. "
Fiancé: N/A
Sexual Orientation: Straight

What Do You Look Like?

Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Green
How Tall are you: 6' 0
Tattoos: None
Piercings: None
What you look like: Garret has flippy, soft brown hair. He has deep brown eyes, that no girl can resist. He doesn't have a 6-pack (yet ;D), but his stomach is flat. He stands at about 6' 0.

Are you still there?

Yeah, I'm here. I'm usually up until like 2 am, and it's only 11:30 right now, lol

Oh wow its three in the morning here. So who would you like to rp with?

Uhh, if you wanna RP Tanner, I can RP Rose I'll write something up...

I leaned up against a tree, my arms wrapped around my bent legs. The bark was rough, and uncomfortable against my neck, but I really didn't care. Nothing could've been more uncomfortable than those freaking tables that the prison called 'beds.' Although, I could really go for some real food... That would be more than nice. In the four months that I spend in that hell hole, the thing I missed the most was real food. Yes, I may be a small girl, but I like to eat. Maybe I just have a fast metabolism or something, but it never goes anywhere. Which is a good thing, because that prison food was horrible. And I think that prison food is really bad for you too. Oh, and another thing that I really miss. A freaking private shower. That would be very much appreciated. A real shower, with real shampoo, and real conditioner, and real soap. Maybe even a soft towel to dry myself off with. One can dream... I sigh, and look up at the tree tops, watching the wind make the branches sway.

Who Are You?
Full Name: "Janette Elizabeth Dean, but my given name is Cassandra."
Nicknames: "Call me nothing, but Janette. Call me Cassandra, and the last thing you'll see is my fist holding a knife."
Gender: "Female, obviously. Do I have the name of a male, or are you just that stupid?"
Birthday: "August 01 1993"
Age: "I tell everyone I am twenty, but really I'm eighteen."
Mom: "Angelica Catherine Dean."
Dad: "Who knows, I haven't seen that man in ages. I will be surprised if he is even alive, from the way momma dropped him out on his ass. Mom says hes looking for us, which is why we move so much."
Where did you grow up?: "I was in an alley. How lovely, right? I was raised in several places. I haven't had the same home for more then a month, cause dads was looking for us. He still is."

What Are You Like?
Personality: Janette is a feisty girl. She doesn't take no for an answer, and won't stop until she feels shes gotten her point straight, or has got what she wants. Janette is very trustworthy with secrets, but tells none of her own. She acts like she doesn't feel one bit of emotion, besides pain. She doesn't know what love feels like, or what happiness feels like. Its rare to see Janette smile. Janette has a short temper, and will lose it out if you bug her. Shes always been an outsider, never had a lot of friends. Girls only liked her because people wouldn't dare get into a fight with someone friends with this girl. She can be very outgoing sometimes, but never jumpy happy go lucky. She looks down on most things, and people. When it comes to people, shes not one of those girls who will return the smile when an old innocent lady smiles at her. She hates people. Never liked them. She can only trust few boys as well, and is afraid of becoming friends, fear of losing them like she lost her father.
Favorite/theme song:
My Immortal - Evanescene
She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5
Concrete Angel - Martina McBride
What did you do to get into prison: "What haven't I gotten in prison for? Assaulting 5 cops, 2 robbery's, which in my case was for saftey, 9 murders, 13 breaking and enterings, and 6 antons, 7 drug dealing. As we speak, I'm probably doing something illegal. I'm surprised I'm not dead yet."
History: Janette has a tough life as a child, and its been held for her forever. Janette was in her mothers stomach when her mom was just 16, and her father was 18. Her father left her mom, and also robbed her mom. Her mom was a drinker, a smoker, a druggie, did everything while Janette was in her stomach. She was drunk when Janette was born, and Janette was a miracle baby. A baby that should have been dead. She was born in the raging club, right there on the dance floor. Janette lived in fear, and misery for her whole life, cause her father was back. And drunk as ever. She had never seen her father without some kind of illegal drug, or beer in his hand. Or a gun. Her mother and Janette had moved constantly from place, to place everytime her father found out where she lived. Her father was trying to steal Janette back, and her mother wouldn't let that happened. Janette ran away from her house so many times, and always came home to her screaming, or crying mom. She lived in tears, in anger, with no sober parent around. No wonder this girl doesnt know the definition of happiness, she practically lived in a funeral.


Love Life?
Married To: "Ugh, you sicken me! Like me, Janette Dean, would marry some freak here. Especially, at a time like this!"
Children: "You sicken me." Matthew
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "I don't want to talk about it."
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: "Is that any of your buisness on who I would love? Please."
Your type: "My type? My type is the opposite of you. Not nosy, and understands my pain. Knows what I went through. I want a man that is not like my father, but all men are just sickening to this country we call our home."
Fiancé: "No, and I'm not planning on placing a ring on my finger."
Sexual Orientation: "I'm straight as a line, is that a problem?"

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: "I have fiery red hair. My mother said it fit my fiesty personality. I got it from my dad . . ."
Eye color: "A light baby blue. People say I have big blue bambi eyes. I usually end up stabbing a knife through them."
How Tall are you: "How nosy are you, excatly? I'm guessing you want to know if I have to go to the bathroom also? I'm 5'6."
Tattoos: "I have a tattoo on my side stomach on the left, but it wasn't my choice to get it. My mother did it. It was supposed to make me look a bit of innocent. (Instead of those colors. Its black and red.)



Piercings: "I have my belly button is pierced, and two piercings in my ear."
What you look like: Janette has fiery red hair, it goes down to her mid chest. It swoops over half of her bambi blue eyes, and her eyelashes are naturally long. Shes tall and curvy, and has long legs. Shes taller then most girls, but still shorter then most guys. Shes built, and has a four pack.





Who Are You?
Full Name: "Sean. So what, I don't know my last name. Is that SUCH a problem?"
Nicknames: "Does it LOOK like my name could be turn into something shorter?"
Gender: "Male. Obviously. If I was female, my name wouldn't be Sean."
Birthday: "June 23rd 1994"
Age: "I'm nineteen."
Mom: "Elizabeth. That its all. I don't know the rest."
Dad: "The only name that man has is the Devil"
Where did you grow up?: "Where did I grow up? Nowhere really. I was left on my own as a young boy. I grew up everywhere. A box, most of my life."

What Are You Like?
Personality: Sean is one of the more observant quiet guys. He knows almost everything about everybody in one silence glance, or the blink of an eye. He knows your personality, not your past. Hes judgmental, but doesn't really try and stick up for what he believes in. He has a short-temper, which was the result to being here. He isn't shy though, he just hates speaking to... well people in general. Really, he makes friends with girls the easiest, buts never had more then friends. He hates guys that treat girls like their puppets, and will tell them off right when he gets the chance. Sean is protective over friends, and loved ones. He is happy with what he gets, and pays attention to his surroundings. He knows how to use EVERY word against you, and use everything around him as a weapon. Even paper could be a weapon to him, but you won't find that out unless you tick him off. And we wouldn't want that.
Favorite/theme song:
When I'm Gone - Eminem
Cleaning Out My Closet - Eminem
Right Through Me - Nikki Minaj
What did you do to get into prison: "I tell people to get away from me when they ask, but I suppose since I already told you everything I can tell you this. I got in for murdering my baby sister, oh boo hoo I'm so cruel. Yeah. I know. Thanks for telling me. I got in trouble for illegal drugs, acid, cocaine, all that stuff, oh and then there was when I killed a cop with my bare hands. The life leaving her body was music."
History: Sean was born in who knows where, it smelled, there were gang bangers running around, and homeless people begging for change. His mother was abusive, and his father was an assaulter, and a murderer. When Sean was born, he watched his father sexually assault his mother, and kill her with just a single knife to her neck, her head being cut out. Seans eyes opened to his mothers head just falling in the green mucky water, such a nice sight for a 30 second year old, I can't think of anything better. When Sean was seven, his father did his first assault on Sean, touching him places (fkjfhsd.), Seans father threatened that if he told anyone, Sean would be killed, and all of his little friends. Sean doesn't make friends now, afraid that he will tell them. Sean was assaulted for 2 more years, until he turned eleven and he was at the pool, his father just dropped him in the pool, and left. Zoomed off on his motorcycle. Sean lived on his own forever, committing his first crime when he was 12, his first murder. Which was killing his little sister, 8 at the time. She was the perfect child, good grades, best friends, everything she wanted. So, revenge was needed. And revenge went to far. It was just supposed to knock her out, but it killed her. And then when a cop found him hiding out in a box, he killed the women cop with his bare hands. Hes been on the run, afraid of everyone.


Love Life?
Married To: "Women and men shouldn't trust me."
Children: "I would need a girl or boy, but I just kill them."
Past Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "Never. I never allowed myself."
Current Boyfriend or Girlfriend: "No... Just no."
Your type: "My type? Someone... Someone thats talkative, can actually keep a conversation going. Not leave me having to talk so much. Actually, my type is nobody, cause nobody should love me."
Fiancé: "No, and I'm not planning on placing a ring on my finger."
Sexual Orientation: "I'm bisexual. Love men, and women. Is that a problem? It shouldn't be."

What Do You Look Like?
Hair color: "I have slightly messy dark chocolate brown hair."
Eye color: "Same as my hair, dark chocolate brown. Slightly hazel around.""
How Tall are you: "I'm 6'3. I get my tall feature from my father. The 'devil'. Remember?"
Tattoos: "I have a tattoo in big red letters across my back that says The Devil Child. It has red horns on each end."
Piercings: "One ear is pierced."
What you look like: Sean has dark chocalote brown hair, always in a regular messy style. His eyes are the same as his hair, with a thin lin of hazel around them. Hes got normal features, and his side smirk is the only smile he uses."

+-Rawr-+ wrote:

Christian Alex Mantra
He smiled down at her, “Aren’t I crazy enough to be tagging along with you?” Christian rose a covered eyebrow. “To me, insanity is only a step away. Can’t be that bad.” His mouth twitched into a smile as he turned his gaze towards the path ahead. Leaves rustled and crunched around their feet and the wind danced along in the branches of the trees. It was calmingly peaceful. Strange, Christian hadn’t been this at ease in a while. It was nice for once.

As Janette started talking, he looked over and down at the paper. “I’m worth that much? Damn, all I did was get into a couple fights. Most ending the other half in the hospital. How the hell am I worth that much?” He was confused but satisfied at the same time. It made him look tough in front of this girl. Though, he had a gut feeling that she wouldn’t think any different of him. “So, you going to turn me in now?” His mouth curved to another smile, showing his white teeth.

“I’d rather you throw the stick at me. Stabbing doesn’t sound fun.” Christian ran a hand through his light brown hair. “Why do you hate my hair so much?” He looked down at her, confused and interested mixing around in his face. “Yes because your face is so frightening that my face with melt and my hair will fall out. Doesn’t that sound delightful?” He smirked, it was fun teasing Janette. Partly because she played along with him. It reminded him a lot of Cassandra.

Christian stopped and dragged his hands down his face. “You sure do ask a lot of questions. Maybe I should start interrogating you for a change of events.” But he started to answer anyways. “Not sure how he could, I got jailed when he was only a year old. But that doesn’t mean I don’t love him.” Rolling his tongue around in his mouth, making a cluck sound as it hit the top of his mouth, he started on the next question. “Why do I want to find her? I love her that’s why.” He looked down at her. “Is that really necessary for you to know?”

Just the sound of her name was making his heart race and he wondered if she missed him. Probably not. But he did. “What was she like?” He sat down, leaning against the tree. “She was the best girl I ever did meet. Not the weakest but not the strongest. Cassandra was independent and never took no for an answer. She was smart and pretty, always knew how to make me laugh..” He trailed off, remembering the first time they met.

They were in grade school and Christian had gotten gum in her hair. Cassandra didn’t even care, because she had known Christian had done it to get her attention. They were both cracking up laughing. “I don’t really want to talk about it with you. Sorry.”He stood up and brushed off his back side, never meeting her gaze.

Christian looked down at Matthew and gave a soft smile. “Don’t worry, it’s fine. I don’t really know how to be a dad after all. Maybe I could learn a few things from you two.”

Here's a repost Bunneh :3

I'm here!!!! For a little while....................... XD So where do we start????? O.o

I need to find my last post, I have like no clue what he talks about xX

Cassandra

Jannete held Matthew close to her, her fiery red hair zooming around her elegant heart shaped face, as she bite her lip. It was funny, sorta, to think he didn't know it was her, that he WOULDN'T know it was her until they finally pass seprate ways again. Janette admitted that she changed after he left. Lost her humor somewhat, angler more, judgmental. It was kind of because the other half of her was missing. Janette was always so happy around Christian, I mean yeah they had their fights, but doesn't every couple? Yeah. But the past is the past. There no more Cassandra... I mean Jannete and Christian. Never will be. Heck, if they even can live in the same tent without killing eachother they would be lucky.

"You strike me as the kind of guy to take a risk." She said, smirking "No matter how bad the person." She looked down at the ground, stepping on every twig, and every little ant. She hated bugs, honestly, to admit, she was terrified of them. Especially spiders, ugh. She felt a chill go up her spine thinking of back when the first time she saw a spider. It was with Christian, back in elementry.. No was it middle school! Okay, it was at school. The kids were outside at recess, her and Christian playing on the swing set, around fifth grade. They had been friends for a couple years, Cassandra remembered having a crush on him. Some idiotboy, friend of Christian, was throwing mulch at Cassandra singing "Christian and Cassandra, sitting in a tree. K I S S I N G." Now, remember. Kissing was like cooties or something. (lawl. Not for me;/..) "Shut up!" Cassandra said crossing her arms, remembering being angry. He kept on throwing mulch at them, and then Cassandra remembered getting of the swing and pushing him down, (lulz..) And the boy just got up, grabbed a spider and tackled her, dangled it from her mouth, and Cassandra had her mouth closed, and obviously the guy wasn't trying to drop it, but when Cassandra was saying "Get away" he accidentally dropped it, and lalala. In Cassandras mouth it went. <3 "Ugh. I hate spiders." She said. "Never liked them."

"Wouldnt that be just a bit stupid, to turn you in?" Janette said, laughing "Your the man here, you can make us food, and shit." Janette said, smirking. "oh, and if I turn you in, they would find me, or lock me up also. We stick together, if One of us turns eachother in, obviously the both of us would get caught." She smiled and ripped the paper up, and threw it in the air, the white and colored pieces flying in the air, swerving around them, and she laugh, grinning with her teeth showing and looked to Christian smiling, not one of those 'Im teasing you' smiles, a friendly 'Im having a good time' smile.

"I don't HATE your hair..." She said, laughing. Actually, she kind of loved his hair, it was always her favorite thing about Cheistian. "It just bugs me that it covers your eyes." That did bug her, Janette remembered bugging Christian always about how beautiful his eyes were, and that he has to show them, and should cut his hair a little so it wasn't always blowing in his face. "You know, your eyes are one of your best traits." She smother "Oh, don't take that to seriously though." She said "I'm not gonna go all drama queen again on how 'oh so hot' you are." Sarcasm.

"Yes." She said simply, smiling "I want to know everything about you before I start to sleep near you, in tents, on the ground, in jail, whatever. I don't wanna know nothing about you." She said "You can ask me questions, I don't bite." Hard. That is. Honestly, Janette would lie on every question, if she gave up to much, Christian might find out who she is, and that does NOT need to happen. "I'm sure she loved or loves you to." It was so weird taking in third-person about herself, it was like she was role-playing. "How long were you guys together?" She smirked "That's the last question, after that, you can ask me." She joked

"She sounds amazing." She said, lulz. Concurred mug, Janette? [';"I bet she misses you. Maybe she's waiting for you to find her, you know." She said, looking at Matthew, and winking, and Matthew smiled, like it was a little secret between them. Which it was. For a two year old, Matthew sure knew a bunch of things.

"Well. If you try, you can reach success." Yes, yes you can.[:

HEREEE!! ANYONE WANNA RP?!