Muro, Tayla Ky

[tay]

TAYLA KY MURO

You better mind your buisness, watch your mouth
Before I have to knock that loud mouth out

NICKNAMES: Tay
GENDER: Female
ANIMAL: Black Mamba
SEXUALITY: Lesbian
AGE: 17
GRADE: Junior
OCCUPATION:
SCHEDULE:

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

Well, what I like is what I value. I like a good competition and the fiercer and stronger, the better. It just makes my blood race and I feel exhilirated when it keeps me on my toes and fighting every single second. Either it be in my academics or my races, they are what I live for. I also like a good fiction novel , or series, primarilly magical fantasty stuff. It just makes me realize how even though some people might be cursed, it can be a gift. It what I live by, and I love it. Oh, another thing I just love is Hunting in the everglades on vacations. Sometimes I use guns or bows, other times I set traps. But the most exhilirating hunt, is when I shift into my Black Mamba form, lay low and hunt down big prey. It is my favorite. I love it.

Well, what I don't like is pretty simple. I hate losing in anything, either it be a debate, a track race, or even in a class test. I want to be the best there is, and losing is not an option. I also dislike meat heads, thinking they all macho and king of the jungle and able control others. If somebody was try do that to me and not heed my warnings, they quickly have venom in their body, and dying be their fault. I also strongly, strongly dislike the color yellow. It repluses me and just reminds me of puke, which the color does. How anyone can like the color is just beyond me. Oh, the last thing I dislike is probably the same for all reptiles, and that is the cold weather. I like to stay warm, and the colder it gets, the more annoyed and ticked off I get, so do not bother me during this time.

Well, for hobbies, it all depends. I not much of a person to work with or participate with others, so most of my hobbies are solo. I guess one of my hobbies is collecting. I like to collect old tools, not guns from like the 1980's which some consider old, no, I like old, ancient weapons and tools. They intrest me deeply, and whenever I come across something new, my brain whirls a hundrend miles a second. Oh, my other hobby beleive it or not is racing cars, and that includes nascar. The thrill of sitting behind the wheel and just racing down a quarter mile drag strip, or going around the track. I don't care much for street racing, but it brings good money, and I'll do it occasionally.

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

Well, not many people would say positive things about me, which I'm fine with, I am who I am. I consider myself to be very smart both in classes with my straight A's, and for every other everyday use. I also have been known to be a great leader in any situation. I don't freak out, and I'm very confident in my abilities to asses the situation at hand, and evaluate my abilities, or the group's individual skills, and how to best handle what is ahead of me. I also happen to be a pretty good hunter. Now, what I hunting, it may not be good for them, but is for me. I have excelent survival skills, which I think seperates me the most from all these city boys and girls. But as a shifter, I rather hone my wild side any day, it what makes us unique.

Well, negative, I got some of those. I tend to not care what others have to say me, or think about me. Rumours, gossip, caring, all this little stuff is just crap and has no place in my life. I also tend to have no filter and will tell you off and whatever is my honest opinion on things. I also don't tend to work well in groups. I'm not a dog, I'm a snake, groups and me don't mix, dominance just tends be my issue, and even then I still don't like working with people. With all these issues, it pretty much can be judged that I am anti-social. Which is fine by me. I never had much friends, and only one girlfriend, who turned out be a whore. But, who can blame then? I rather be hated for who I am, than liked for what I not.

THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL.

Well, for one, about two years back I got arrested for jacking up this guys truck cause he was being a jerk, and when they did arrest me and asked if I had an alias, I thought to have some fun and say "Well, they call me, Pickachu." So now I'm just waiting for me getting pulled over and ask "Are you Tayla 'Pickachu' Muro?" I think it be hilarious

As for my other secret, well, I accidentally killed a person around when I was 14, the summer before I entered high school. I didn't have full control over instincts, and I was really cold, so I shifted and climbed up a tree to warm myself. As I came down to the grass, I rested, and some dude with an ax was about kill me, and I was scared, and not knowing how control venom I bit him, and used to much, and the rest is history. I don't like thinking of this, and choose to leave it behind me.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: Tay
YOUR GENDER: Male
RP EXAMPLE:
From Another site, as Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy


Scorpius woke up to the loud buzzing of his alarm clock early in the morning. His owl adding to the noise didn't help him much either, but it got him up and ready for his long day planned ahead of him. He looked to the left of his bed and out his window, staring at the full moon. Scorpius got up and out of his bed, walking to his closet and grabbing his clothes, a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. His wand was in his pocket, along with his wallet which was enchanted to be able hold all his wizards coins without looking all bulky and stay light-weight. Now, it was time to go to Gringotts.

Crack

He apparated into Diagon Alley, not to far from the bank. He walked into the bank, and took one of the carts down with a goblin to the large Malfoy bank that his family used. However, he only took what he put in, or could pay back within a few weeks. He grabed some galleons and sickles and left the bank, taking the cart up to the top of the bank so he could leave. He thanked the goblin and left, into the moonlight.

He took out his wand and used the spell Lumos, to light his way. He was heading to the office of the Daily Prophet to pick up a copy of todays news. He cancelled his subscription once his owl got into a fight with the owl delivering his paper, so this was only way he could do it. He picked one up, payed the money and left. He remembers the memories he got from being down here, buying his first broom to join his team. It was that year he got his respect, and the whole school no longer hated him, well, mostly. He got his friends in Slytherins who were like him, and friends from others who knew he wasn't evil and liked him for him, and that was enough for him to be happy.

Crack

He once again vanished, now into Hogsmead. The sun was rising, and that was good. He was hungry for some breakfast, so went to the local Pub and Inn, The Three Broomsticks. His stomach was craving a variety of foods. Sasuage, eggs, bacons, ham, pancakes and gritz, with a glass of orange juice. He payed for it and sat down at a booth in a corner, and started eating. A few moments later, he had a guest. It was Lilly Potter, someone he remembers playing against in Hogwarts, they were both chasers. She was cute, but he didn't really know nor care bout her, but had be nice anyway. "Good Morning."

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♛ ACCEPTED !
welcome to sabal palm private high, tayla!
do not forget to stake your claims.