Post by aviva klein on Apr 18, 2011 18:07:28 GMT -5
AVIVA NICOLE KLEIN
he will try to take away my pain,
and he just might make me smile
but the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead.
he will try to take away my pain,
and he just might make me smile
but the whole time I'm wishing he was you instead.
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TAKING SWEET
TIME SAYING
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
TIME SAYING
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
GENDER: female.
AGE: seventeen.
BIRTH DATE: August 15
SEXUALITY: heterosexual.
ETHNICITY: German/Polish
PLAY BY: Candice Accola
HAIR COLOR: light blonde.
EYE COLOR: blueish gray.
HEIGHT: 5"7
WEIGHT: 122 lbs.
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: both earlobes.
DESIRED CITIZEN OF: Los Angeles
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FEW SCENES FROM MY LIFE
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
DISLIKES: being in large crowds, being with strangers, forgetting things, disarray, loud people, ignorance, homophobics, hypocrites, show-offs, sluts.
STRENGTHS: trustworthy, thoughtful, creative.
WEAKNESSES: very shy and unsociable (she enjoys being on her own than spending time with friends), tends to be paranoid about small things, is easily stressed when her surroundings are untidy or disorganized, very stubborn.
PERSONALITY:
-quiet
-imaginative
-shy
-strong-willed
-worrisome
-neat
-thoughtful
-artistic
-hesitant
-intelligent
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TWO, TWELVE, NINETY-NINE
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
FATHER: Brendan Alexander Davis, 46
SIBLINGS: n/a
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: Marcus Joseph Anderson, 46, Mother's boyfriend.
ORIGIN: Portland, Oregon
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PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
AGE: 13.
EXPERIENCE: about 4 years.
OTHER CHARACTERS: n/a.
WRITING SAMPLE: remember, third person, past tense.
Linux sat by the edge of the stream next to Klux. He wasn't ready to tell her, afraid that she would be mad at him for not taking Eve straight to camp. "Well, I thought we should train for a while before you tell me what you needed to say." she said, much to his relief. "Our clan is very small, as you might have noticed." Klux stared at the water, surprised that she had called it their clan.
It was weird talking one-on-one with Linux. Not because she was so mysterious at times, but because she talked to him as though he was her own son. That wasn't true, of course. Klux didn't remember much about his real mother. He sometimes had dreams about her, but it didn't help at all because he never saw her face. Kilo didn't remember anything either, and he suspected that it was the same with Kobalt. But Linux had sort of stepped in as their mother, even though she wasn't very motherly.
It was weird talking one-on-one with Linux. Not because she was so mysterious at times, but because she talked to him as though he was her own son. That wasn't true, of course. Klux didn't remember much about his real mother. He sometimes had dreams about her, but it didn't help at all because he never saw her face. Kilo didn't remember anything either, and he suspected that it was the same with Kobalt. But Linux had sort of stepped in as their mother, even though she wasn't very motherly.
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application template credit to samantha rae of caution 2.0. lyrics credit to the starting line. please don't steal!
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