Post by carcrashxx on Dec 2, 2007 0:18:48 GMT -5
Hello! My name is { .MJ. ![/size]
I am { .16.
I have been roleplaying for { 3 years , and here is a sample post of mine.
Sample: {she's a stranger to some
& a vision to none
Taylor had no idea what was going on lately. It was like there was someone, or something else inside of her body making her do everything she did. She woke up, got ready for the day, went to class, maybe hang out with a few of her friends who eventually got bored of her and made some stupid excuse to leave and go do something else, and then she went back to her dorm room, where she seemed to be spending all of her time. And what did she do there? Actually, she did a lot of crying. Not that she would let anyone know that except maybe Melody, who seemed to be the only person that really cared about her. But it was strange. Crying made her feel better. Taylor de Graff had never been the type of girl to cry in front of people, or even let people know when she was upset because she hated it when people pitied her. Tay was also doing a lot of drawing, and writing. She started to play piano again, which was something she had almost given up a few months ago. A few months ago everything was different. So many things meant the world to her that were no longer in her life. Sure, they still meant the world to her, but it wasn't like it mattered because they weren't there anymore, and Taylor wasn't very good at dealing with that at all, she never had been. She sighed and adverted her gaze, which had been focused for some reason on the ceiling. Sunlight was coming in pretty heavily from the window, which pissed Tay off a bit because that meant she was going to have to get up. Sleeping was another thing she seemed to be doing a lot of. Her mother's muggle doctors told them it was just another symptom of depression, and that the pills would solve everything if only Taylor would take them like she was supposed to.
She groaned and rolled over, being nearly blinded by the green neon lights of her alarm clock. It annoyed her so much that she reached behind in and unplugged it from the wall. Afterwards she got out of bed, not too quickly either, and slipped out of the shorts and t-shirt she had been wearing. So now she was totally naked, but Taylor didn't really care. It wasn't like some guy was going to come walking into her dorm room. It took a lot of planning to sneak into the opposite sex's dormitories, and she didn't think any guy cared enough about her to do anything like that, and her room mates were of course already gone. Tay made her way into the bathroom and started to fill up the large tub. She hadn't had a bath in forever, and a bubble bath seemed to be what she needed at the moment. She hardly ever felt good about herself, she always felt dirty, and for some reason she seemed to think a nice hot bubble bath would help. When the tub was full Taylor carefully laid herself down in it, and dunked her head under the water. She had always loved the feeling of being totally submerged. Her mother always told her she loved the water, if she had been a muggle she would have probably been on some sort of swimming team or another. Tay put shampoo in her hair,and washed it out, doing the same with conditioner. A few weeks ago she had put some more highlights in her hair, and some other colors, so she was using a color protected hair care line now. Hopefully it didn't fade too soon, that would prove to put her in a bad mood as well, and it looked like too many things were doing that to her lately.
Tay did all of the other things that you usually do when you take a shower, including shaving because she hadn't for a few days, and then she stood up and stepped out of the large ivory thing, being very careful not to slip and fall which she had done a few times before. She wrapped a towel around herself and dried off before putting on some boy shorts and a bra. Then she made her way over to the big mirror and washed her face. It had been a while since she cared what she looked like, and she was just realizing how much work it took to look great all the time. Taylor didn't put concealer on. She didn't need it, and that stuff always clogged up your face anyway. So she just put some eyeliner on, maybe a little thicker than usual because that was just the kind of mood she was in. She wanted to exaggerate everything. She did her top eyelid too, and she didn't do that often. Then she put on some beige eyeshadow and light pink lip gloss. Tay looked at herself in the mirror again before basically prancing out of the bathroom over to her closet and putting on a red and black skirt, with fishnets, and a matching top. Last of all was her black converses which had red laces, so they went pretty good with her skirt. She'd have to get some new shoes soon though and break them in, because these were starting to fall apart.
Tay grabbed her cell phone, that was basically all she need, but then walked to her dresser and picked up a few coins in case she decided to stop anywhere. After leaving the castle, Taylor wasn't really sure where she wanted to go. It had been so long since she just went out to have fun, she wasn't even sure where to start looking. But after a while she was in Indgio Haven, and the Cafe looked like a good a place as any, so she walked up to the bar and took a seat next to a girl she had seen at school before and ordered a Smirnoff Ice. He had served the girl next to her so it wasn't like he could deny giving her alcohol. Plus, he had served her before, she could bring that up as well. Taylor tapped her fingers on the counter to the beat of the song that was stuck in her head until he came back, then she opened the bottle and drank from it. Tay had to be really careful about drinking. About four or five months ago she had been quite the alcoholic, but she was pretty sure she had it under control at the moment, so she wasn't going to worry that much about it. Tay looked down for a second and found herself staring at converses, but not her own. She smiled and looked up at the girl sitting next to her, Taylor had to admit she was one of the more attractive girls in her year. Someone Taylor would have been competing with a few months ago, but Tay didn't really care about popularity anymore. At least not now. "Nice shoes," She said with a smile on her face, trying to start some sort of conversation.
{ .shaylee kent.
Name: Shaylee Kent
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Sexual Orientation: Bi
Social Standing: { high school junior.
Physical Appearance: { If there was one word needed to describe the apperence of Shaylee Kent it would be unique. The young woman wasn't just your average teenage beauty, and all it took was one glance at her to discover that. Shaylee takes great pride in the way she looks, and her appearence is always changing, based on her moods. But one thing is for certain; no one could call her ugly.
The first thing that you are likely to notice about Shay when your eyes set on her for the very first time is her hair. Most of her friends have never seen its natural color because she loves dying it, and does so extemely often. It has been nearly ever color of the rainbow, and no matter what she does with her hair Shaylee always looks attractive. At the moment though it is quite long, reaching down past the middle of her back. There are three main colors in it, the first being pink, the second being black and the third being blonde.
The second thing you'll notice is her eyes. One look into her hazel brown eyes will have you utterly hypnotized. Sure, they may not be the beautiful blue that most people prize, but they will take your breath away just as effortlessly. The shade is like a deep chocolate brown, that becomes lighter, more hazel in the center with specks of dark brown. Her eyes are usually outlined with eyeliner, which brings them out even more.
Her skin is pale and always flawless. Shaylee's face would be classified somewhere in the region of being oval shapped or round. By round, by no means do I mean pudgy, because Shay is very far from that. Her nose fits her face very well and her lips are not overly thick, or extemely thin. She has two small birthmarks in the form of moles on the left side of her face, and Shaylee absoulutly loves them. She'd rather be different than just like everyone else. Shaylee stands at about five foot four and weighs around ninety-six pounds. She is skinny, but she has never had any sort of eating disorcer.
Her sense of style differs from day to day. Sometimes she'll wear lots of black, and other days she'll be completely colorful. She loves to show off her body and keep with the latest trends. People have often labeled her style scene, but she doesn't wear anything to belong to any sort of group. She just goes with what she likes, and what she feels like wearing.
Personality: { five-six paragraphs.
History: { also five-six paragraphs.
Family Details: { listing family members is fine.
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