Post by amberide on Jan 2, 2010 23:28:16 GMT -5
DAKOTA REESE STONE.
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* FEELS JUST LIKE WE'RE LOSING CONTROL.
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TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF.
" what the fuck is this ? some menatal institution interview survey ? what'd you expect me to say ? 'my name's dakota reese stone... and i... have a problem' . well , sure , but don't we all ? do me a favor and save the shit . i know jacob checked me in . asswhole . well , if i'm in here , might as well get to business , i've already wasted sixteen years of my life screwed over , so let's start new . jacob , who checked me in here , called me reeses cup . call me that , and i'll fuck you over . call me kota , or cody , and i'll reconsider . i see you over there , check me out again, and let me warn you ahead of time . i don't do one-night stands . plus , i'm about as interested in you as a lesbian watching male porn . speaking of which , i'm bisexual . but personally i believe everyone is . i mean , haven't you ever been attracted to the opposite sex ? maybe not bisexual . but at least bicurious . but , so far , i haven't had much actual relationship luck with females . why would i ? everything on me is practically fake . i've dyed my hair so many times it's practically falling out . my true hair-color is red believe it or not . this blonde came out of a test - tube . my weight is totally [uncontrolable , i'm uncontrolable ! no matter how much i work out , or how much i don't eat . i'm still huge ! i can't help it . so if i ever do get skinny . that'll be fake , it didn't come off naturally . it's from mal-nutrition . which , really , doesn't effect the body as much as everyone yacks about . i mean , look at me , i'm completely fine . over-weight but happy . not only that but i have black circles around my eyes , so dramatic i could be mistaken for a racoon . ' i can gaurantee it's from the marijuana you smoke ! ' says my brother . but i highly doubt that . i would know , wouldn't i ? "
TELL US ABOUT YOUR MEDICAL HISTORY.
[/size][/font]" well , apparently jacob checked me in for two major mental' issues . but they're really not . sure , they're trouble , but like , everyone does it , right ? so it's no big deal . he just doesn't know how to have fun . so i bet you've heard i'm ;
anorexic and addicted to marijuana . which , isn't really true . see , i started being anorexic at age ten . but i like to argue i have been my whole life . i blame my mom for my weight getting out of control , because i used to be fine , but then i realized i was getting bigger , and bigger , and bigger . a fucking fat ass . so i decided to go on a hunger strike , but jacob told mom , and she started force feeding me ! dumb , i know . but she kept telling me nothing was wrong with me , i just had a slight problem that most kids went through sooner or later . but i guess something was wrong with me or i wouldn't be here now , would i ? so , i think i've lost a tiny bit of weight . though when i tell most people i'm fat they gawk in my face . i don't know why . they're probably thinking damn right ! but instead they say , "omg , are you kidding me ? you're the tiniest person i've ever seen ! you even look a bit too skinny .' liars , they all are . but i appreciate their sympathy talk . and with marijuana , hah , all my friends do it . it's really not as bad for you , as say , meth , or coke . i can stop whenever i want , i know people say that all the time , but i really can . although i've tried before , and picked back up on the habit , i'm sure if i really tried , i could slow my roll . it just makes me forget my worries , cause there's too many . after starting high-school , life just became hell ! everyone comments on how the marijuana's jackin up my brain cells . they also say i'm more bitchy then before , if that's possible . i say 'fuck off' if you don't like it , don't smoke it . but don't worry about me ."
HOW CAN WE ACCOMODATE YOU BETTER?
[/size][/font]"well , i've been called a bitch , a prude , obnoxious , suprisingly , fun . and haha , this is the best , great in bed , but i don't understand how i can be prude and great in bed at the same time ? rumors . i'll never understand . but , personally . i'd agree with several of those terms above . bitch . i'd completely agree with that comment . after my mothers dead , i'd decided to shut out the world . if you don't get attached to anyone , that attachment won't break when they leave . but soon , it was sort of my permanent personality . i'd erased all remnants of so called kindness , though let's admit , no one's completely kind . not even like pope bob , or whatever the fuck his name is , and i refuse to believe that he does . and sure , i'm a sinner . but so are you . anyways , back to why i'm a bitch . i also rarely find myself agreeing with what people have to say , either that , or they just don't amuse me . i've found myself alost on a higher level of fascination , and nobody breaks it now a day . i'm often bored with conversations so i don't talk to anyone . when i do , i want them away , or , i have an urge to fuck with them , and i talk back . i just don't take authority well , so i don't listen . i'll do what i want , the more you tell me to do something , the more i'll rebel . prude . hah , not completely true . you could say i have commitment issues . i'm not scared of having sex , or kissing , i've done both before , i just want someone to be there for me before i throw myself at you . i don't want to be like britney spears and have my face on the front of a magazine called 'most fucked' , or like paris hilton , and be copyrighted to a sex tape . i just don't have an urge to have sex , so why do what i don't want to ? plus , i've never really met anyone i've seriously liked . i've been in relationships with guys , but they all comment on how i'm 'messed up' , and that pisses me off . so , no sex for you ! obnoxious . hah , hell yeahh . you could say i'm loud . i'm not scared to ruin a moment , point out how the quote you just tried to corrupt my sensibility with was on the hall-mark card i gave my dad last christmas , or tell you that your shoes are hideously ugly... so is your hair . some say it's sheer honesty , just , your point was made a little too loud . and i like that quote , so therefor i'm requoting it now . i'm honest , i just point it out a little too boldly . so , tak that in mind the next time you call me a bitch . fun . i can be , if you give me the chance . just because i don't like you doesn't mean i won't show you a good time . even though they've apparently 'exterminated all items used in marijuana usage ' but , let's just say what they don't know won't hurt them . and let's also just say , i know where to get some , and i know how to make friends when i want to . that , and i can just be all-togethr lively when i want to be , it's not that i don't like people in general , i just have a hard time wanting to . but if we ever become friends , which i doubt , i'll make sure we have a new adventure everytime we're together , because life is too short to make boring . and , great in bed , well , hah , let's skip that one .
TELL US ABOUT YOUR PAST.
[/size][/font]"well , i was born in chicago . of course , i had a mom and a dad , and unfortunatly , an older brother named jacob . dad , steve , was a failure at life as i care to remember , he's the one that influenced me to use the marijuana . he was an addict , and the more he tried to pretend that nothing was wrong , and keep everything about his secret life nonexistant to us kids , the more we adventured into his 'no kids allowed' closet in the garage . i was ten when i found him , passed out outside the closet containing the marijuana . i guess he'd gotten stone , and passed out , i still don't really know what happened to this day . but mom rushed us to the hospital , and unfortunatly the son of bitch survived , and wasn't charged for marijuana use , he got away with a little tap on the wrist . dumb . him and mom used to have such a good relationship , like the ones in movies the kids get jelous of , the ones you think back to when your boyfriend doesn't give you the light of day , thinking to yourself , " fabio , or jack in titanic wouldn't have done that . "" but they would . they all do . so , when i turned about 12 , and jacob was about 16 dad started beating mom . as much as we tried to ignore the fact she had bruises covering her arms , and the occasional black -eye . we all knew what was happening behind closed door . me and jacob were really close as kids , and we depended on eachother to make up for the love our family lacked . mom was rarely home , which we later found out was because she was having an affair on dad , and dad was abusive and addicted to the weed , which was probably the diagnosis for why he'd begun beating mom . so , back to the affair . mom i suppose had begun sleeping with our neighbor , doctor beau devion , he was foreign , from italy or something , i guess mom found that attractive or some shit . so , dad found out , and the last time me or jacob saw mom was running in dr. beau's robe across the lawn , dad holding her wrist tightly and pulling her frantically into the garage . we heard a scream , a crash , and dad left the garage , later callnig 911 .
me and jacob were old enough to realize this had been coming for a while now . dad had hit mom with a shovel , and had killed her . of course we'd favored mom , but me and jacob had come to find out we could live without them , and so we did . while dad was toted away to jail for homicide , me and jake were given to moms sister , aunt bethany . but , before i'd left , i'd managed to snatch dads secret stash of marijuana in the closet . i knew forgetting would be the easiest medicine , and although weed might not help in the long run , it'd boost me for now . i tried it at aunt beth's while jake and her were out grocery shopping . and let me tell you , it started off with one hit each day , but soon there was more and more and more , and i'd become addicted . when i was ten i'd become addicted with not eating , explaining to mom it was a vegan thing , but all the vegetables she tried to pump me with i would denie . so she'd begun force-feeding me , which jacob had later begun doing after mom had left the family . but now , with jake preocupied with starting over new , and aunt bethany so ditzy and moronic , i was free to become 'the vegan who didn't eat... at all .' i'd always found myself unusually unattractive , and unhealthily obese . everyone else called me foolish, but i knew . jacob had continuously told me i had a problem , and that's when our relationship started cracking and falling apart . i was crushed the day he found the marijuana in my drawer . well , that was yesterday , and that's why i'm here . hah , so , don't judge me , just telle jacob i love him , cause he sure as hell don't love me right now . but has he ever told anyone how he's gay ? i don't think so . "
IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE?
[/size][/font]"i don't have any particular needs , just let me out , kay ? but , if i do have to stay , don't try to run me through the , 'you're lost without a parent , so think of me as that person' , or 'i'm just trying to be your friend' , cause we're not related , and i don't like you , so back the hell off . "
THE MASTERMIND BEHIND IT ALL.
[/size][/font]hey, my name is HAILEY.[/color] i have A ZILLION[/color] tracks spinning on my record. this is my FIRST[/color] character. i have been roleplaying for THREE YEARS[/color]. the password is poison, inject me silicone and saline [/color].[/font][/size]
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Cricket stirred sleepily . he was so nocturnal he'd slept all through his job interview at the nearby post office . kiera would be pissed . she was just recently fired from her steak 'n shake job for 'slacking off' and she'd constantly been nagging him to find something to do with his life , seriously , she was starting to sound more and more like mom and dad lately . sitting up quickly in his bunkbed damien's head knicked the cieling , sending him crashing back down into his pillow , moaning loudley . he heard heels clicking against the floor boards outside his door and he shoved his head into the pillow-case . after all the years he'd called his mom spineless he was starting to realize just how frightening roomates could be . trembling as the doorknob turned he felt like he'd fallen right into a slasher film . kiera stuck her head in and tapped her heel impatiently outside the door . "don't play dead , be it ." she called in a sweet voice . it was almost more chilling then her yelling .
Cricket sat up and made a face somewhere between 'sorry' , and 'oh shit' . kiera was dressed in a tight business suit that showed off her many curves . cricket was told his sister was very attractive all the time and before it'd bothered him , but she really was , and ow cricket wondered what the special occasion was . she usually had rods and rings dotting her face and various other body parts . either they'd magically dissapeared over night or she'd been forced to take them out at gun point . "damien , you dissapointed me today . i'm going to go down to game stop and see if they have a job opening ." kiera said before slamming the door behind her . "what's she been smoking ?" damien said to himself . first off , she'd called him 'damien' . secondly , she was dressed like that for a game stop interview ? hah . she must have been desperate .
easing himself out of the tiny bunk cricket crashed down to the floor loudley , scattering toys, cd's and books alike . with a grimace he kicked the fallen objects away and tugged on an old pokemon sweatshirt . slipping on matching slippers he walked through the apartments less then comfortable living room in a tired daze . he looked like a sleep-walker having a bad day . and he sort of was . his hair was in a ratted out mess atop his head , though, truthfully it didn't look much better . as he walked by the coffee table he absentmindedly flicked the camel that pooped out cigarettes out of habit, and an unlit heart attack in a stick fell out . picking it up off the table he lit it with kiera's lighter she'd left next to the camel . falling onto the couch he clicked the 'power' button on the remote and laid back to relax .
he couldn't imagine why kiera was dressed like that . maybe she was a spy ! but , wouldn't she tell good 'ol cricket ? erasing the idea from his mind , damien brainstormed some more . new boyfriend ? nah . she would've dressed more revealing . business job , a good one ? nope . she would've told him . daft , desperate kiera ? yeah . that sounded about right . plus, it made since . putting his cigarette out in the ash-tray cricket stood up and walked towards the bathroom . he was afraid to look in the mirror at first , every morning he followed the same routine . brushed his teeth , put on deoderant , and got dressed , all while avoiding the gaze of the mirror . as he danced around his own reflection he'd finally catch a small glimpse of himself , gawk in realization of how fucked up he looked . and then he'd start all over , getting out the hair gel, blow dryer, straightener , and a hat or hoodie . the hat , and or hoodie was his signature accessory . girls had purses , cricket had hats . he always started his day like this .
turning on his alias in his pocket he quickly browsed through the 30 texts he'd recieved just from lastnight until he came to one from joseph , his friend back in chicago .
from ; joseph
mann . you're missing it . the wet t-shirt contest just rolled into towns . babes everywhere . not only that , but the guys watching it . gay . you'd love it here . i miss you bro , come back soon .
everytime cricket heard from joseph he felt guilty . guilty he'd left his parents, guilty he stopped caring, guilty joseph was bestfriendless . and that was alot to say for damien . he rarely felt any sign of guilt or caring , so when he met joseph he knew they were bestfriends . joseph was also the one that brought the drugs . but other then that , he was always there for cricket . pulling out the keyboard on his phone cricket frantically messaged a reply .
to ; joseph[/u]
hah , wish i could be there mann . take lots of pictures for me . (:
i'm gonna head out to town, i'll text you when i find a ride . i might just walk . miss you too mothafuckuh . hope to see you soon !
and then damien threw on his nikes and was off into the sunset . nahh , not really . but at least out the door . he didn't know where he was going , but he'd find a way to get somewhere .
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