BLACKHORN, gypsy

[uni]

GYPSY IVY BLACKHORN
You can pretend it'll be alright
Said it to yourself but you know it's just a lie

NICKNAMES: Gyp, Kitty
GENDER: Female
ANIMAL: Bengal Tiger
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
AGE: Seventeen
GRADE: Junior
OCCUPATION: Part time worker at THE RAVENOUS PIG
SCHEDULE:

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

To tell a little bit about myself here....well, let us see. I enjoy studying as lame as that sounds. Kids these days just do not get the importance of school. These four years will shape the path that you take, and you have people just slacking off. If there is one thing that I hate it is slacking. People who can not seem to give the time to school should be as far as I am concerned, kicked out and left on the street to rot. Now I know what you must be thinking how horrible I am for saying it but someone had to. Another thing I love to do is read, it is such a beautiful thing to pick up a book and get lost in the story. My favorite book would have to be The Immortals since it had to do with Greek mythology and all. Ah, another I do so enjoy, is that lovely Greek myth. The stories that were told a long time ago interest me to no end. Is that not enough? I doubt it is, let me see... Ah I got it, I enjoy walking in the rain it is refreshing and tends to wipe away all the bad feelings that I have that day. I do dislike when people make fun of cats, it causing me to get extremely upset. Really there is no reason for saying these like that about another species. One thing that I believe should be taught from the moment someone is born is to treat others like you want to be treated. Lately I have seen the ugly side of parents who leave their children to do their own thing.

They have no respect for others and it makes me feel like the human race will fall to pieces if shaken. I am without a doubt a daddy's girl. My parents do spoil me so, people who dis my family will have to face me and my anger. I hate dogs. But I love birds. I hate rude people. But love creative people. I believe in letting your mind wander outside of the box and into something different.

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

I am considerate to others, I do not like to put people on the spot or say something that would cause them some sort of embarrassment. Devoted to my studies, nothing is more important to me then getting good grades and keeping up with the class. I am forgiving to people who hurt me, I believe in giving people second chances after that I don't care who you are but you will not be around me any longer. I am told that I can be very hard-working not only in school but in any part job or work place that accepts me. I am well, practical I do not believe what could be, or what would be. I believe in what is here and now, what I can do with my life and were I am going.

Spoiled being the only child to a mother and father who thought they could not have any kids, has made me very spoiled. I tend to over react about things, such as a grade or even what people say. I am very emotional don't think me to be a robot, because I am not. I get hurt very easily and fall very quickly. That is why I try to remain distant from people who are not within my family. They are to scary to even think about getting to know and that is something that I can't seem to shake. Being hurt so many times by people I had thought has lead me to be very mistrusting of people. I do not ever believe what comes from their mouths, they can say one thing and then mean the other. And I have yet to meet someone to prove me wrong. I tend to be a loner because of all this.

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

If I tell, will this get out to anyone? No, thank god. Not even my parents know about these things and I would like to keep it that way. After all, they do love me so much I don't want to break the peaceful life that they have. Just let....me a take a deep breath before I...umm...say all this...............................Ok, I think I am ready.

Secret One: It was the first summer of my sixteenth year, I had just started school at a public school, not this one I just transferred in after I found out about it. I had friends who understood me, I was popular for being a nerd, or so I thought. I was cocky I know that now if...only had listened to my head instead others I wouldn't have to keep this secret. Ha, it wouldn't have even happened. I was just leaving school when a friend of my told me about a party at a beach house not to far away from were I lived. It sounded so fun and on top of that, it would be the party in the summer. It was the end of the school year, the start of the summer who wouldn't want to go? I was so happy I all but yelled that I would be there and that girl, Emily Wartor just smiled and gave me the address.

I spent hours on my hair, on my makeup and what I would wear. Saying goodbye to my parents I dashed out and headed to that party. When I got there it was full bang, music blasting, people drinking. It was a real party. It was something that I had always wanted to be apart of. I went in and started to have fun with everyone, it was wonderful for awhile that is. Emily introduced me to the quarter back of our school, Kevin Hollbock, he was such a beautiful guy. And he flirted with me and got me a drink. We stood there for what seemed like hours before I started to....to...feel dizzy. He gave me his arm and told me he would take me upstairs and let me lay down in one of the bedrooms. Such a nice person I thought, I-I thought I was safe.

We got to the room and he placed on the bed, I some how managed to push myself up to a sitting position when I saw him locking the door. My mind....it...didn't register quick enough what was gong on. Until he was there, pushing me against the bed. I-i-i.....could feel him tearing off my shirt with his hands. It felt gross, it felt disgusting. I tired to speak, to tell him to stop but nothing came out right. It was like something was stuck in my throat. And then I knew, I couldn't stop him there was no way that I could.

......H-he.....e-excuse m-m-me please....l-lifted my skirt, tore off......m-my....please do I need to finish this?......No...thank you...do...you have a tissue....thank...you.

This leads me to secret two: That summer, after what happened I...hurt myself over and over again. I wanted to feel the pain just to feel like I was alive again. It helped my get rid of the memory of that night, of how it went from being so beautiful to being so ugly. I still have the scars on my arms, they are all over the place. I don't do it anymore but it helped at one point, even know I still feel that I have to look behind me all the time to make sure that he isn't there. That is why I never wear short sleeves shirts anymore.......

Thank you for listening to me, I thought it would be harder but it felt slightly nice to tell someone other keeping it all to myself.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: Uni
YOUR GENDER: Female
RP EXAMPLE:

Ivan had decided to go and visit Canyon Pierce, a man that he had been taking care of since he started at this school. He had battled the worse type of sickness and came through with a wonderful mind set on life. Gripping his bag he walked down the hallway toward his door, stopping once he was in front of him. Gentle he raised his hand and lightly knocked on the door, as the seconds ticked by he began to wonder. It was about time for him to be back from his run so there was no reason for this room to be empty. Lifting his hand he slightly gave it a twist so that he can look at the time. It was why to late for him not to be here, Ivan always came at the same time every morning after his run to give him a small check up.

Now he was worried and it showed on his face. With a small sigh he let his arm fall to his side before he looked down each side of the hallway. Not seeing him he retraced his step to walk out of the building altogether. He knew which way he always went when he took to running, moving quickly the little doctor rushed down the same path that Canyon had taken just moments before.

So when he finally saw the older male he stopped in his tracks for a second. Gripping his bag he all but started to run toward the older male who was laying on his back. When he reached him he came to a stop sliding a little just to regain his balance. "Canyon!?" he said out of breath. Going to his knees he gentle placed the bag by his side before reaching out to take out the headphones that he wore when he ran. Brushing his finger over his forehead lightly as he tired to get him to look at him. "Canyon?" he said once more.

He figured that his muscles had started to tighten up, that he had ignored the way his body was feeling and ran anyway. How many times did he have to tell him to be careful while he ran, his body was not like it use to be. After the cancer he got a small amount weaker and it would effect his day to day life if he pushed himself to far. Moving his left hand he opened his bag and reached inside, looking for a cloth to wip his forehead, when he finally found it he pulled it out and placed it on his head. Wiping the sweat from it so he could not get cold. "Stupid" he said.

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[NOCTURNAL NINI]

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