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avery , wylder carson « Thread Started on Jul 9, 2009, 1:08am »
WYLDERCARSONAVERY. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- credit to perfect situation @ CAUTION 2.0. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
SO MY NAME'S MIA ! AND I'M A GIRLYGIRL. I'M AN OLD GRANDMA
AND I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR 4 0000000000 YEARS WITH AHWH NONE. I'M FROM THE EASTERN<3 TIMEZONE, AND I FOUND THIS SITE THROUGH ADVERT----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
'I'M HERE FOR YOU,' SHE SAID. 'my boyfriend's gone; we can just pretend.'
NAME.
wylder carson avery
NICKNAMES.
wylde , mr . avery , you
AGE & BIRTHDAY.
seventeen as of june sixteenth 09'
SEXUAL ORIENTATION.
a broken twigg ? no straight
MEMBER GROUP.
wizeerrdd
GRADE.
senior
CANNON OR ORIGINAL.
original , hellzz yes
LIPS THAT NEED NO INTRODUCTION. now who's the greater sin?
HEIGHT & WEIGHT.
6 foot 3 and 131 lbs.
BODY TYPE.
tall and skinny
HAIR COLOUR & STYLE.
long-ish & curly & dark brown
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS.
6 piercings and 1 tattoo
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES.
his awesomeness
FACE CLAIM.
andrew vanwyngarden ( MGMT )
YOUR DRAB EYES SEEM TO INVITE. now, tell me darling; where do we begin?
LIKES.
parrots , the wild , outdoors , pot , hippies , summer , waves , swimming , underwear / bras models , neon colors , standing out , spells , power , influence , oranges , hairless cats , whinny the pooh bear , snakes , capri sun , beauty in little things , gurlss , music , gutair , singing , o 'natural .
DISLIKES.
lance armstrong , sports , rainy nights , thunder , hills , antarctica , snow , winter , swiss chalet , KFC , daisies , his mother and father and unknown brother , canada , jonas brothers , rap , break dancing , people who aren't black trying to act gangster , freakshows , avalanches .
STRENGTHS.
magic ! , being good in everything , randomness , staring contests , creative speaking .
WEAKNESSES.
true love , when gurls cry , depressing romantic movies , a good beat , his carlessness.
GOALS.
to become famous , get
FEARS. four. SECRETS. three. POWER.
he gots none o;
OVERALL PERSONALITY.
HYPER
ADHD. syndrome (a group of symptoms or signs) that is usually characterized by serious and persistent difficulties, resulting in inattentiveness or distractibility, impulsivity, and hyperactivity. this is the stupid little disorder that makes him act like a total idiot. it's not like he planned on being overly active it just happened to him. he got diagnosed when he was around seven, and thats when it all went down. he wasn't paying attention in class, he was getting up way to often and he had no attention span what-so-ever. his mother took him in and they said he had ADHD yay, now let's go home. he now takes anti-depressents so he doesn't get to 'riled up' or he doesn't 'spazz' on anyone. apparently they are supposed to help you overcome the stupid syndrome, he thinks not.
NERVOUS YET CONFIDENT
a nervous wreck. when he gets nervous, boy does he get nervous. the whole face flushed palms sweating upset stomach thing. it's pretty wrong when you go over how he feels when he is nervous. sadly being a nervous wreck doesn't have an acceptions. he needs to get over being nervous and be a totally confident person. how do you say this now? he is totally and utterly confident. not cocky just conifdent. so this is how it rolls. he's a nervous wreck before everything, and then during everything he's totally conifdent for whatever reason he's spazzing over. maybe its the depressents. they can make you isnane sometimes right. then again, most likely its the drugs. if he's not one thing then he's the other. whatever that means.
ADDICTED
weed is a drug, then you can indeed get addicted too. he tried it young when he found his biological father. from that point on he couldn't stop. sure he may look happy, but it's the drugs most of the time. you can't call him a complete junkie, just because he does one drug. he has tried other, but he mainly sticks to marijuana because it's apparently better. he gets it from local dealers, but back in new york he could get it in just about any alleyway across from a bar. finding them isn't that difficult, you just ask around, go to parties and then find someone who knows how to get it. never ever has wylder overdosed, he never wants to. it would scare the shit out of his mother, but its not like she pays a whole lot of attention to him anyway. she could never tell if he was high, dunce much.
SMILEY
wylder seems to have a smile on his face all the time. he gets angry but he is smiley most of the time. a smile hides absolutely everything, and that's just how he rolls. he has a perfectly fine smile white teeth and all. theres this little fear of having lettuce stuck in his teeth. if there ever is, and he smiles and someone says something then it's embarassing. even for a guy. it's okay to have those fears people, which is why he may brush he teeth often. wylder smiles not just to hide his real emotions but just for the heck of it. is it so bad that the guy likes to grin ? no it isn't because that's how you catch peoples attention. learn from him for sure.
WHORE
big fat lazy whore , actually scratch out fat because really he isn't fat at all ! so yeah this is basically wylder. he likes sexx okay ? its not that big of a deal. he's had a large share of drunken hookups and random ones at that , also lots of 'semi'sober' one night stands. he's also deathly afraid of commmiting, because that can lead to marriage, supposedly and then babies and then gahh ! he just doesn't want to have to deal with all the strings that come attached to full out serious relationships. come to think of it he has a hard time dating casually as well. he's just a slutty fail. awnyway if you ever dare to love him you'll be in for one hell of a roller coaster ride.
WAS THIS OVER BEFORE IT EVER BEGAN? your kiss, your calls, your crutch, like the devil's got your hands.
HOMETOWN.
newyork , newyork
PARENTS.
rosetta olivia avery
markus bradley vincent
SIBLINGS.
mr . unknown
OTHER FAMILY.
aunt jemima , the syrup lady
SIGNIFICANT OTHER.
awh nobody )':
PETS.
a koala he stole from the zoo his mumma did not care
HISTORY.
THEY MET
one very interesting evening two very interesting people met. of course at the time they didn't even speak to eachother, it was like the whole ' i run into you ' ordeal. rosetta was sixteen and had no intentions of doing anything with a man. markus was older then that and had very many intentions of doing things with a woman. so many that he could be considered an addict or a simple three letter word that won't be mentioned. sex, whoops. they were at a bar, and for some reason some guy offered poor rose a drink. she slapped him when he tried to make a move, but kept her drink. after one drink, her system totally died or went haywire. she went to a pole, started dancing, and caught a certain mans attention. stupid girl.
MADE LOVE
before long the two ended up in bed lying in their birthday suits. it wasn't a surprise to markus, but to rose it was huge. her v-card gone just like that. it didn't take him long to seduce her, and at that point it was still considered rape. how thoughtful he was to get charged. then again she drank when she wasn't twenty-one, so they were both going to get the lecture. did i mention that markus was 20? so after all that shit happened. it turned out that poor little rose blossom got herself pregnant. oh boy she was young. of course the female had no idea who she fucked, so she was screwed for asnwers. her mother gave her the boot and she was on her own after that.
GAVE ONE AWAY
nine months later while living off of a homeless shelters food. she delivered twins in a local hospital. sixteen year olds didn't exactly need two babies, and they needed schooling and a home. one of the babies had to go, so there she was doing eenie meeni mini moe between her two sons. that was the heart breaker. she eventually chose one and stayed as the hospital with the other. she had no idea what the adoption agency was going to do with her son, all she knew was that she had one baby off of her hands. a kind lady in the room beside rosetta's saw her condition and automatically took it to mind. linda and harold, offered to take the two homeless humans and at that point rose was so tired that she didn't give a second though before getting settled down in their nice new york home.
BABY YEARS
wylder was her son's name and he grew up un-like any other child. it was just after his birth that linda and harold enrolled rosetta back into highschool. she was a junior, which meant only a year after that and she'd be graduating. sadly she missed almost half of her sophomore year so she had lots of catching up to do. so wylder was left at home with the two oldies most of the time. they were indeed very old and very fragile, but they knew how to handle the small brown headed boy. they fed him and basically made his life all the better then it would be on the streets. what kind gray haired creatures they were.
ELEMENTARY YEARS
attending elementary school was a hassle. the boy had no intentions of leaving his mother because she had graduated and began to acctually give him attention after that. during his younger stages he never really got a whole lot of attention from his real mother, so sadly he needed it then more then other. they forced him to go and after two days he got the hand of making friends and all that stuff that comes along with schooling. he's always been a people person apparently, and there is no stopping him for conquering popularity. that was back then though, and this is right now. during this time period something else happened in his life. harold passed away, and he got diagnosed with minor ADHD. he was a hyper mess, un-controlable basically. so they got him checked out and turns out that his has some crappy disorder. taking anti-depressents from then on was the only way it would work. and it turns out that's exactly what happened, more and more pills.
HIGHSCHOOL YEARS
his mother did something unforgettable when he was about fourteen. she got a boyfriend, and steady one and then realized that it could be the father to her baby. DNA samples went through and they came back positive. a true disaster in rylans eyes, and that's when he hated the man that he had to call daddy. being biologically strapped to somebody is terrible through his amber eyes. so wylder started to do drugs. a normal person would know how rough and terrible that is, but he knew nothing different. weed was the main one, and he had quite an addiction to it. never really wanting to overdose, he saw how much he did and rationed it out. never would his mother know. but then she did and he got in huge shit. they moved into one house and then thats the end.
[CENTER]EVERYONE IN THIS TOWN IS SEEING somebody else; everybody's tired of someone.
SECRET PHRASE.
i dunno
ANYTHING ELSE?.
this site looks good ^.^
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.
Quote:
Rylan Nathaniel Hampton had done the un-thinkable. If you’re guessing that it was not taking his pills, or smoking pot then you were wrong. Those were done on a regular basis, due to his conditions. He had indeed asked a freshman to go to a party with him. What the fuck was he thinking? Well honestly Rylan and no idea. At the time he was high, slightly delusional yet completely coordinated. Texting takes time and effort you know. So there he was, staring off through a cracked window telling himself that he was a complete and utter idiot. You’re probably wondering who this pretty little freshman is, right? Jacklynn Marie Tyson. Brown hair, nice body and totally naïve. Most people he knew, including Jason, thought she was totally disgusting and convinced him to tell her to fuck off. He hadn’t gotten around to doing so. All he needed to do know was get her there, get drunk and then have a blank memory of what had happened. On the down-side if he ended up screwing her, then it would be everywhere. Due to this girl’s large mouth, used for talking.
Boy was he screwed now. Turning his head over he stared directly at the digital device in-front of him. Not the television, more like the clock. He had said around nine’ and at the time it was almost eight. For some strange reason he knew where she lived, rather it be the directions she gave him, or that he was stalking her. The better of those possibilities would be number one for sure. He had turned into panic mode now. Going over all the possibly ways to get out of this. Secretly inside though he wanted to go. It wasn’t like he had never been with her before, just not in public like that. The party was nothing special really. All the people that he knew weren’t going to be there, it was basically just some senior throwing a very innocent house party. Seniors didn’t seem to speak to anyone who was eighteen and below, Rylan was off the hook.
Thinking sure did take of some time, because as he looked at the clock once more it read something different. 8:45. Now knowing that she lived pretty out there meant he had to leave early, then again he was always late so why bother? God he really should have taken an extra depressant. It would of made him a lot more ‘ calm ‘. Lifting his whole body from the couch was too much effort. He rolled off and managed to get up from there. For a second he felt like a super spy, until he fell on the carpet which looked like muddy sea water and smelt like dogs urine. It was disturbing because the Hampton’s didn’t own a dog. Rylan snapped his finger and he was ready, just like magic. Actually he went to his room put on his jacket and shoes then walked out the door grabbing his mother’s keys on the way out. She was too busy ‘ banging on the walls ‘ to bother what her poor son was doing.
He jogged to the car and went on his way. His new excuse was going to be traffic, but they were in Ridgewood a nobody town. A left hand turn and a right hand turn took him down a long narrow street. He began to blast his music, seeing how long it would take for someone to yell at him. She lived on a nice street, with over-expensive houses owned by very professional people. Never in his life would he have the opportunity to live in a house like that. Mansions so to speak, compared to his tiny 2 bed 1 bathroom home. Rylan had no idea what was coming out of his speakers. It was on a CD that someone had given him, and he had just put it in for kicks. Turns out that the artist swears more then he actually used real vocabulary.
903. That was the place. Pulling up on the side of the road in the blue rusty car wasn’t extremely difficult. Its wheels had a tough time but he managed to get in okay. He wasn’t sure if it was considered illegal parking, nobody really cares about those damn rules anyway. Except for the cops. Rylan got himself out of the car and speed walked over towards her door. If she didn’t actually live there then he’d be in for a total freak-out. Stepping up he raised his index finger and pressed the doorbell. From the outside he could hear voices, and the muffled ring of the doorbell. A similar face came up as he forced a smile across his not-so-calm looking face. You only live once, so why not make the best of the situation. Hey He said, waiting for her to come outside. You ready?. Waiting for a simple nod he walked her to his car, his arm around her shoulder. Way to make a move Rylan. Opening the car door for Jacklynn he let her go in, closed it and then got in himself on the other side.
It’s just around the corner He said looked over towards the female. Really though it was down the never-ending street and around the corner. 10 minutes or so and they’d be there, which would give him a chance to do anything he wanted to. Silence filled the car as he continued to drive, not taking his eyes off the road. It was an awkward silence and it was usually his job to fill it by talking. At that moment he didn’t want to sound like a blabber mouth, so he just decided to turn some music on. The volume was still loud and audible from outside the car, but then again it was still on an acceptable level for conversation. Another turn and you could tell that they had arrived at the party scene. The air around the house reeked of alcohol and the music completely outdid his measly speakers. Parking by the ‘ no parking’ sign, Rylan jumped out and jogged to the other car door. He opened it up and let her out. If you didn’t know, we’re here. He joked around with a smile, taking her hand and helping her out.
Rylan wrapped his arms around Jacklynn again, just because he felt like it. Walking to the door his head turning to see all the people inside. Most of them he didn’t know, and other he did. They were too drunk to have any idea who he was, which made it amazing. His brown eyes automatically spotted the booze after that. It was right behind him, making it completely accessible. He tossed Jackie a beer, and then grabbed one for himself. Opening it he took in the scent and the sensation after he took a swish. A grin came across his face. So, what do you want to do know Okay, him hinting anything was completely natural and disgusting, his words just happened to come out like that. Then again, who cared?
OUR EYES WANDER FOR HELP. prayers that need no answer now, 'cause i'm tired of who i am.
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