[size=20pt].:: Bailey [Ava] Crimson ::.[/size]
'' Only the Cream on the Ice makes it true Ice Cream Altogether ''
The Basics
Nickname(s): Bail; Crim; Cream
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Date of Birth: June 5th
What's On the Outside
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Brown
Hair Length: Medium-long
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 85 lbs (she doesn't eat a lot)
Skin Tone: Fair
Build: Normal
Body Modifications:
[img width=510 height=510]http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.…7f7f374b3d43e5921c390.jpg[/img]
[img width=510 height=508]http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.…9e33d2084a99b591a7a35.jpg[/img]
[img width=381 height=510]http://cdnpix.com/show/184084703489607772_C9uiHkLH_c.jpg[/img]
Digging Deeper
Personality (4 sentences at least): Bailey is tough, sarcastic, and hates "girliness". Bailey is often annoyed by herself for things like worrying about her appearance, etc. She is independent, strong, and fierce, but has never known a true mother or father figure. She wants to be loved, even though she often denies it. One more thing about her is that she doesn't forgive people that easily, and she never, ever forgets.
History: While at 'School', some 'teachers' attempted an experiment to give Bailey night vision, but failed, leaving her permanently half-blind. Despite her lack of sight, she uses the other senses to make up for it. Her navigation skills and coordination are sometimes even more superior than before.
Birthplace: Barbados, Canada
Accent: Canadian
Pet (Only 1): Jace~Husky-German Shepard Mix
Family Information
Dad's Name: Micheal Crimson
Mom's Name: Andrea Crimson
Sibling's Names and Ages: Jace Crimson-19, Mitchell Crimson-20
Heritage: Canadian
Your Love Life
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: Nada
Dating: Nada
Turn On's:
--Gamers
--Brown eyes
--People who like Fire
--Talkers
--People who like Ice Cream
Turn Off's:
--People who put her in a small room
--People who force her back to school
--Bad High gene
--People who are too immature
--People who are slobs
School Stuff
Average Grades: A's and B's
Clique: Normal
Grade: 10th
Sports: Nada
Sports Rankings and Positions: Nada
Dorm Number: 1
Bedroom Look:
[img width=510 height=416]http://cdn.decoist.com/wp-cont…eenage-girls-bedrooms.jpg[/img]
[img width=382 height=510]http://www.piercingtime.com/im…rcing-for-young-girls.jpg[/img]
Roleplayer Information
Username: lupisglory
Display name: Slowly Given Up...
What can we call you?: Slowly
Activity (1-10): 7-9
Muse: 6-9
Secret Code: Go Jaguars!
Plot Ideas: Nada
Roleplay Sample:
QuoteBailey A. Crimson. That's the name my parents gave me. The only problem, I never really knew them. Now I am adopted because I was of course put up for it after they left me. For good. It's really hard for me nowadays... I am blind and abused... It is really bad sometimes... I walked into my room one day to find my foster dad with a chain held up. He almost chocked me to death that night... I couldn't sleep... they forced me to go without food for almost 5 days... I am still scrawny from those days they don't feed me. They lock me in my room at night, with no windows and no heat. Now, they are telling me to go to school, with all these scars on my wrists to prove, I am different from everyone... I guess I could say, I'm almost addicted to harming myself just to hide the pain of my life. It may be strange, hearing it from a blind person. That she has cut herself so many times, she knows exactly where to put the knife. If only someone understood how much it hurts... my life... my family... the school... They keep trying to pretend they are good parents when they meet new people... They tell me it's a simple game... and no one... no one should ever find out... I would like to hope that I have a real family... but I now know better than to hope for anything at all. Nothing's going to get better. It's just gonna get worse and worse everyday.
[size=20pt].:: Nathan [Rogue] White ::.[/size]
'' The light never shows when you hide it... ''
The Basics
Nickname(s): Nate; Rogue
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Date of Birth: June 10th
What's On the Outside
Eye Color: Grey
Hair Color: Black
Hair Length: Short
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 85 lbs (He doesn't eat)
Skin Tone: Pale
Build: Skinny
Body Modifications:
Nada
Digging Deeper
Personality (4 sentences at least): Nathan is a very calm, but depressed boy. He is sometimes called Anti-social because he thinks of his mothers death all the time. He always blames himself for what happened to her and isn't planing to stop. He is also a bit on the not-so-confident side.
History: He doesn't like to talk about it. His Mother died when he was just about 8 and ever since then he has been on the depressed side.
Birthplace: Sacramento, California
Accent: English
Pet (Only 1): Shasta~Husky
[img width=390 height=510]http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.…7010ada02761c58806c2f.jpg[/img]
Family Information
Dad's Name: Jakob White
Mom's Name: Katelyn White
Sibling's Names and Ages:
Heritage: American
Your Love Life
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush: Nada
Dating: Nada
Turn On's:
--Quiet people
--Blue eyes
--People who like Fire
--People with Black hair
--People who like Black
Turn Off's:
--People who put her in a small room
--People who force her back to school
--Bad High gene
--People who are too immature
--People who are slobs
School Stuff
Average Grades: C's
Clique: Loner
Grade: 12th
Sports: Nada
Sports Rankings and Positions: Nada
Dorm Number: 3 in Boys
Bedroom Look:
It's Black.
Roleplayer Information
Username: lupisglory
Display name: Slowly Given Up...
What can we call you?: Slowly
Activity (1-10): 7-9
Muse: 6-9
Secret Code: Go Jaguars!
Plot Ideas: Nada
Roleplay Sample:
QuoteBailey A. Crimson. That's the name my parents gave me. The only problem, I never really knew them. Now I am adopted because I was of course put up for it after they left me. For good. It's really hard for me nowadays... I am blind and abused... It is really bad sometimes... I walked into my room one day to find my foster dad with a chain held up. He almost chocked me to death that night... I couldn't sleep... they forced me to go without food for almost 5 days... I am still scrawny from those days they don't feed me. They lock me in my room at night, with no windows and no heat. Now, they are telling me to go to school, with all these scars on my wrists to prove, I am different from everyone... I guess I could say, I'm almost addicted to harming myself just to hide the pain of my life. It may be strange, hearing it from a blind person. That she has cut herself so many times, she knows exactly where to put the knife. If only someone understood how much it hurts... my life... my family... the school... They keep trying to pretend they are good parents when they meet new people... They tell me it's a simple game... and no one... no one should ever find out... I would like to hope that I have a real family... but I now know better than to hope for anything at all. Nothing's going to get better. It's just gonna get worse and worse everyday.
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