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Post by STARLY KRISTINA RICHARDSON on Sept 13, 2011 13:56:19 GMT -5
STARLY KRISTINA RICHARDSONi am beautiful no matter what they say words can't bring me down
NICKNAMES: Star GENDER: Female ANIMAL: Koala Bear SEXUALITY: Heterosexual, bicurious AGE: Sixteen GRADE: Sophomore SCHEDULE: TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF. LIKES: koala bears, hair dye, retro glasses, drama, choir, costume creation, singing, bear shape shifters, blonde guys, swimming, butterflies, fashion, shopping, and traveling. DISLIKES: spiders, math classes, bullies, elitists, computers, meat of any kind, perfume, brown, running, physical fitness classes, obnoxious boys, prissy girls, tight clothing, and ill fitting clothing. I really like drama and acting. It's my biggest ambition in life. I am aiming to be president of the drama club one day and I desperately want to be inducted into the International Thespian Honor Society. I am hoping to get into a college with a fantastic theatrical program. I am also a huge advocate of anti-bullying. I often try to run campaigns and leave posters about the school encouraging people to reach out and speak out against bullying of any kind. It should not be tolerated. I'm an avid vegetarian. I think it's because of my shift, the koala bear, because they eat only leaves. TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE? For someone my size I like to think that I have a lot of self esteem. I am out going and will speak out against things that I think are wrong and I will stand up for what I believe in. I am easy to make friends with and I love to have fun. It's kind of weird because koala bears seem to be solitary creatures but I am not arguing with it. A lot of people say that I am too stubborn and I have a loud mouth though. That's probably from my love of drama. I can also get a little hot headed and I am a bit of a perfectionist. I'm easily stressed out so when something doesn't go my way I get very frazzled. It's not uncommon to see me turn into a Class A Diva. THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL. I ate a chicken sandwich last year on a dare and ran home, throwing up in the toilet and spent an entire day crying over what I'd done. I'm not proud of and while most people wouldn't think it's a big deal it's a huge one to me. I also like nerdy boys. Big, huge nerds!
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YOUR NAME: Kris YOUR GENDER: Female OTHER CHARACTERS: None FACE CLAIM: Melissa Bergland RP EXAMPLE:
This was not home home. Though, with his twin brother Hibiki here on the island with him, it might as well be. Home is what the orphans made of it and it seemed that these two brothers stuck together like glue. No matter how much it hurt him sometimes, Eisei knew that he needed Hibiki and that Hibiki needed him. So he was glad they were here together. But right now he needed a little break.
Eisei had taken to wandering around the island blindly without even thinking about where he was headed. Along the way he'd seen many cute little animals, some of whom he was pretty confident shouldn't be native to an island climate. It was odd really, but Eisei had quickly come to realize and accept that this was no normal island. The animals did, however, make him miss the few that he'd left at home. His cute kitty he affectionately named Maru and the little stray puppy he fed that he called Gin.
The eighteen year old paused outside of what to be a string of caves. He looked up at them, pearl white teeth clamping down lightly on some of the metal piercings hanging from his lips. It looked somewhat troublesome and it didn't take Eisei very long to decide he didn't want to go in there.
So he took a step forward but something crunched underneath his foot. Blinking in confusion, Eisei looked down to the ground. There, protruding from underneath his sneaker, was a small silver and pink bracelet. A bracelet that he'd now accidentally crushed. Eisei crouched down to pick it up, examining it closely.
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Post by Reptilian Rissa on Sept 13, 2011 14:05:53 GMT -5
♛ ACCEPTED ! welcome to sabal palm private high, starly! do not forget to stake your claims.
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