♥Emo Love Story♥(pafp)(emo guy needed)

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    ♥Emo Love Story♥
    "People look at me and they say, 'Who is that,' or 'What is she doing here, or sometimes even, 'She doesn't belong here.' They don't understand my pain. You are the only one who understands me. We are one. We are meant for each other. You are the only one who makes my pain go away. And I do the same for you."


    ♥Form to Fill Out♥


    ♥My Character Form♥
    ♥ Katrina ♥ May ♥ Fester ♥
    "There's no stopping the blood that runs down from my cuts. It just keeps coming till I bleed out."



    ♥ Acquaintances ♥



    Nickname(s);; "The name's Katrina Fester. But you can call me Kat."
    Age;; "I am 14 about to turn 15."
    D.O.B;; "Um, a little personal but I'll tell ya. October 20."
    Gender;; "I'm male. Are you seriously asking that? What do I look like to you?"
    Hair Color;; "You got eyes, use them. It's black."
    Eye Color;; "Silver/Grey."
    Height;; "I'm 5'6."
    Weight;; "I'd prefer to keep that to myself, thank you."



    ♥ Digging Deeper ♥



    Personality;; "I am Sweet, Saucy, Kissy, Huggy, Generous. And yes... I cut."
    Family Members;; "I'm an only child."
    Hometown/birthplace;; "Dude, seriously?"
    Outfits;; "You don't really need to know this right now."
    Accents of sorts;; "I don't really have an accent."
    Pets;; "Does a bat and taranchilla count..?"


    ♥ Your Love Life♥



    Crush;; "Your character of course."
    Dating;; "Will be your character."
    Sexuality;; "Duh straight."
    Turn On's;;
    Turn Off's;;


    ♥ Passing Out Homework ♥



    Average Grades;; *sticks out tongue*
    Clubs;; -_-
    Sports;; "HAHAHA! That's really funny!"
    Sports Rankings?;; "Heheh."


    ♥ Roleplayer Information♥



    Username;; Minecrafter5
    Display Name;; ❤Forever and Always ❤
    What can we call you?;; Call me Carlee. :3 it's my name >^.^<
    Roleplaying Rank (Advanced, Normal...etc);; Normal
    Activeness (1-10);; 6-8
    Plot Ideas?;; duh you know lol

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    You can either role play advanced, semi-advanced, or normal. It's your choice. I am role playing Normal :3 Now, let's have fun!! :D


    Can you make a different form for me? I can't make that certain one cuz I'm on my iPod and can't copy it so can I make my own??


    That's hy I joining this thread, because its emo.


    Name-- Christian Grey
    Age-- 18??
    Gender-- Male DUH
    Personality-- we'll.. First he's depressed. He's always longed to feel wante by someone. He can get very romantic at times if he's with the right person. He doesn't like bullying, since he's a victim himself.
    Other-- ....
    Sexuality-- Straight


    -- will post picture next post --

    sorry but can you lower the age a little cuz she's only like 15... sorry... other than that accepted and we can start to rp :3


    How about 16 :)

    ok cool thanks :3 we can start now.


    Ic:
    Kat fixed her arm warmers as she walked down the hall to her locker. It was her 15th birthday but she didn't really care. No one cared about her. Not even her family. She sighed and messed with her tongue ring as she opened her locker.


    Christin walke down te hall. He got looks, of course being new was always a plush he went to his locker hearing people whisper and looked in the direction they were, seeing a girl who seemed like him, emo.

    She sneezed as she closed her locker and sighed. She looked around before she took out her phone and put on her headphones, turning on her favorite song, 'This War Is Ours,' by Escape the Fate, and sliding a blade in her pocket hoping no one would notice. Then, she headed to the bathroom.


    He noticed the blade and almost fell forward, his knife jiggling in his pocket. He walked after her slowly, not cari g that his locker was left open as he soon caught up to her, touching her shoulder gently but not speaking.

    She looked at him when he touched her shoulder. She didn't recognize him so she messed with her tongue ring, nervously, waiting for a cruel comment.


    (Some rule comment she gets)


    "Hey." He said trying to smile he hasn't done that in years. His cuts were visable to the people, he didn't care why people thought of him. "I'm Christian" he said to her calmly

    She looked at him, a little shocked that for once she didnt get a cruel comment and fully turned around slowly. "I-I'm Katrina... but people call me K-Kat." She looked down at his arms and noticed he had cuts like her and silently gasped.


    "Hey Kat." He said with a small smile and glared at a jock her snickered at them, making him shut up immediately.


    "Because we seem to..." He stopped for a moment "have a lot in common." He said to her in a hushed voice and watched her with kind blue eyes.

    She looks down at her arms getting her upset feeling that no one cared about her or what today is. "Really..? Well, um... I think I should go..." She messed with her tongue ring and put her hand in her pocket, playing with the little blade.


    "Right. See ya later Kat." He said and let go of her arm where he had a gentle grip.

    "Y-yeah..." She slowly walked away, towards the bathroom again. She got to the bathroom and made sure it was empty before she found a stall and closed the door. She took out the blade and pulled off her arm warmers. A few tears ran down her cheeks as the blade slid across her skin. She had cut really deep so the blood was pouring out of her. It dripped down her arms and onto the floor uncontrollably. She sighed and put on some gauze she had in her bag and wiped the blood off the floor, wrapping her arm in the gauze as well. Opening the door, she walked over to the sink, unwrapped the gauze and put her wrists under the cold water, wincing as the water hit her cuts. She didn't think they would bleed anymore so she put on her armwarmers again and walked out of the bathroom to her first class. She sat in her desk and, without her noticing, her arms started to bleed heavily again through the arm warmers.


    He walked in and saw her arms "hey Kat. Follow me for a second." He whispered to her. He didn't want her getting humiliated.... Christian hated it when those things happen.