Post by starfeesh on May 28, 2009 11:56:05 GMT -5
Send out the morning birds to sing of the damage
name;; larry ethan stevens
nicknames;; ethan
age//birthday;; nineteen;; june 20
class;; worker
sexual orientation;; very straight
Now that the calm's returned I know I can't manage
hair;; ethan is forever changing his hair color. he's stuck with bleached blonde for the last couple of months, however. the last time he had it cut, he told the girl to thin it out a bit because it was so thick. he had it razored, so the chin length pieces look a bit crazy at times.
eyes;; ethan loves his eyes. they are a golden hazel color that change slightly when he wears various colors. they're the kind of eyes that every girl wants but only the guys get.
body;; a lot of people think ethan is anorexic. maybe he is. his build is very slim. he generally wears a 1 or 2 size jeans in girls, which is what he wears more often than not.
height/weight;; ethan is five foot nine and weighs about one hundred and seventeen pounds.
distinguishing features;; lip is pierced and a tattoo of a snake decorates his left wrist.
your twin? Christofer Drew
put it all together and what do you get?
ethan is a typical scene kid. skinny and long-haired. frequently seen in girls jeans and vee-neck tee shirts, a lot of the "jock" type guys are quick to stereotype him as gay or weak. while it's true that ethan is skinny and smaller than average, he can put up quite a good fight when need be. ever since watching his father beat up his mother until she eventually died from it and hearing him verbally abuse her almost every day he could remember, ethan was naturally very self conscious about his body and appearance. he was constantly changing things such as the color of his hair, trying to win others' approval.
You're standing in my doorway though he's asleep in my bed
likes!: music, swimming, girls, things that glow in the dark, roller coasters, kittens, skateboarding, myspace, dinosaurs, strawberries, skinny jeans
dislikes!: lemonade, other guys, school, country music, bubble gum, facebook, football, how he looks, cluttered rooms, big dogs
strengths!: compassionate, good listener, calm, level headed, good at keeping secrets, likes to keep peace
weaknesses!: not good at saying no, easily manipulated and used, not outspoken, tries to please everyone no matter what, doesn't believe in himself
goals!: become a musician, make some friends this year
fears!: letting someone down, being a disappointment
best memory!: finally learning how to play his guitar
worst memory!: seeing his mom beaten to death by his father
personality!: 2 paragraphs [personality]
The steady murmur always in my head
family heritage!: Welsh on his mother's side and German on his father's.
mother!: lily amelia stenner stevens, 35, deceased
father!: mark judas stevens, 49, bar tender
siblings!: none
other relatives!: none
overall history!: 3 detailed paragraphs [history]
You're the finest thing that I've done the hurricane I'll never outrun
hi, my name is rachel and I've been living under the sun for sixteen years. However only five of those years have I been doin' this same old song and dance. Of course you should probably also know me because of my kick ass rep with no one. Of course I'm obviously a female...how could you not notice? I obviously know the password, it's SSDD
and here's my work, ya digg?
I could wait around for the dust to still but I don't believe that it ever will
credit goes to The Hush Sound for their amazing song Hurricant, which gave us the lyrics for this application. Credit to everything else goes to Elizabeth, because she's kick ass, and does amazing templates. Suck it.
name;; larry ethan stevens
nicknames;; ethan
age//birthday;; nineteen;; june 20
class;; worker
sexual orientation;; very straight
Now that the calm's returned I know I can't manage
hair;; ethan is forever changing his hair color. he's stuck with bleached blonde for the last couple of months, however. the last time he had it cut, he told the girl to thin it out a bit because it was so thick. he had it razored, so the chin length pieces look a bit crazy at times.
eyes;; ethan loves his eyes. they are a golden hazel color that change slightly when he wears various colors. they're the kind of eyes that every girl wants but only the guys get.
body;; a lot of people think ethan is anorexic. maybe he is. his build is very slim. he generally wears a 1 or 2 size jeans in girls, which is what he wears more often than not.
height/weight;; ethan is five foot nine and weighs about one hundred and seventeen pounds.
distinguishing features;; lip is pierced and a tattoo of a snake decorates his left wrist.
your twin? Christofer Drew
put it all together and what do you get?
ethan is a typical scene kid. skinny and long-haired. frequently seen in girls jeans and vee-neck tee shirts, a lot of the "jock" type guys are quick to stereotype him as gay or weak. while it's true that ethan is skinny and smaller than average, he can put up quite a good fight when need be. ever since watching his father beat up his mother until she eventually died from it and hearing him verbally abuse her almost every day he could remember, ethan was naturally very self conscious about his body and appearance. he was constantly changing things such as the color of his hair, trying to win others' approval.
You're standing in my doorway though he's asleep in my bed
likes!: music, swimming, girls, things that glow in the dark, roller coasters, kittens, skateboarding, myspace, dinosaurs, strawberries, skinny jeans
dislikes!: lemonade, other guys, school, country music, bubble gum, facebook, football, how he looks, cluttered rooms, big dogs
strengths!: compassionate, good listener, calm, level headed, good at keeping secrets, likes to keep peace
weaknesses!: not good at saying no, easily manipulated and used, not outspoken, tries to please everyone no matter what, doesn't believe in himself
goals!: become a musician, make some friends this year
fears!: letting someone down, being a disappointment
best memory!: finally learning how to play his guitar
worst memory!: seeing his mom beaten to death by his father
personality!: 2 paragraphs [personality]
The steady murmur always in my head
family heritage!: Welsh on his mother's side and German on his father's.
mother!: lily amelia stenner stevens, 35, deceased
father!: mark judas stevens, 49, bar tender
siblings!: none
other relatives!: none
overall history!: 3 detailed paragraphs [history]
You're the finest thing that I've done the hurricane I'll never outrun
hi, my name is rachel and I've been living under the sun for sixteen years. However only five of those years have I been doin' this same old song and dance. Of course you should probably also know me because of my kick ass rep with no one. Of course I'm obviously a female...how could you not notice? I obviously know the password, it's SSDD
and here's my work, ya digg?
"Antonetta Judit Viggo!" A woman's shrill voice could be heard calling down the corridor after the young woman who walked briskly away into the damp, musky night of the castle's hallways. "You come back here!" The voice was slowly fading away with the lights as the girl gathered up her heavy skirts and hurried her step into the dark. As soon as she had reached an intersection of hallways, she turned to the left and continued on in her flight.
Several more hallways and the lovely, raven-haired woman slowed to a gradual stop and then sank down to the floor. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she gasped for breath; the lace corset she wore beneath her dress seemed to suffocate her. Long, ebony curls cascaded over her back, the roots of which had been dampened with sweat. Dark brown eyes swept the surrounding area quickly to make sure Step-Aunt Olivia wasn't following her. No matter how hard she tried, Antonetta couldn't keep her mouth shut when Auntie Olivia began her usual rant about something of Nettie's, whether it be her hair, her posture, or her love of books. Finally, she had had enough.
Though she hadn't been in the castle long, Antonetta knew her way around fairly well. Having been only a month since her parents' deaths, she was doing quite well. The castle still felt obscure and uncomfortable to her, but she was coping well. In the dark, however, she was completely lost, and having taken so many turns in her frantic flee from Aunt Olivia, she had no earthly idea how to get back...or anywhere, for that matter.
Slowly standing on shaky legs, Antonetta lightly dusted off her long, green skirts and looked around. She knew she'd come from the right, but she wasn't sure she wanted to go back the direction Aunt Olivia was in. A rat scurried across the hallway, causing her to jump in fright. "Oh, my!" Her exclamation fell on deaf ears, for no one was around to hear her. She decided to continue on the way she had been going and peered cautiously around the corner. A dim light shone underneath one of the heavy oak doors.
Intrigued, she stepped forward and approached the door. The stone walls of the castle dripped and cast a gloomy atmosphere on the entire setting. As she got closer, she noticed the door was inched open. Looking inside, she was completely taken aback. A man...she thought it was Laurie...sat, back to her, at a desk. He almost sounded like he was crying. 'But Laurie...he doesn't cry, surely.' She thought, wondering if she should enter the room.
Several more hallways and the lovely, raven-haired woman slowed to a gradual stop and then sank down to the floor. Her chest rose and fell sharply as she gasped for breath; the lace corset she wore beneath her dress seemed to suffocate her. Long, ebony curls cascaded over her back, the roots of which had been dampened with sweat. Dark brown eyes swept the surrounding area quickly to make sure Step-Aunt Olivia wasn't following her. No matter how hard she tried, Antonetta couldn't keep her mouth shut when Auntie Olivia began her usual rant about something of Nettie's, whether it be her hair, her posture, or her love of books. Finally, she had had enough.
Though she hadn't been in the castle long, Antonetta knew her way around fairly well. Having been only a month since her parents' deaths, she was doing quite well. The castle still felt obscure and uncomfortable to her, but she was coping well. In the dark, however, she was completely lost, and having taken so many turns in her frantic flee from Aunt Olivia, she had no earthly idea how to get back...or anywhere, for that matter.
Slowly standing on shaky legs, Antonetta lightly dusted off her long, green skirts and looked around. She knew she'd come from the right, but she wasn't sure she wanted to go back the direction Aunt Olivia was in. A rat scurried across the hallway, causing her to jump in fright. "Oh, my!" Her exclamation fell on deaf ears, for no one was around to hear her. She decided to continue on the way she had been going and peered cautiously around the corner. A dim light shone underneath one of the heavy oak doors.
Intrigued, she stepped forward and approached the door. The stone walls of the castle dripped and cast a gloomy atmosphere on the entire setting. As she got closer, she noticed the door was inched open. Looking inside, she was completely taken aback. A man...she thought it was Laurie...sat, back to her, at a desk. He almost sounded like he was crying. 'But Laurie...he doesn't cry, surely.' She thought, wondering if she should enter the room.
I could wait around for the dust to still but I don't believe that it ever will
credit goes to The Hush Sound for their amazing song Hurricant, which gave us the lyrics for this application. Credit to everything else goes to Elizabeth, because she's kick ass, and does amazing templates. Suck it.