Post by arren park on Apr 24, 2011 17:39:25 GMT -5
ARREN BENJAMIN PARKS
you’re one moment away.
are they going to remember you for running away.
you’re one moment away.
are they going to remember you for running away.
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TAKING SWEET
TIME SAYING
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
TIME SAYING
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
GENDER: male.
AGE: eighteen.
BIRTH DATE: june fourth.
SEXUALITY: heterosexual.
ETHNICITY: british.
PLAY BY: the sexy adam brody.
HAIR COLOR: dark brown, almost black.
EYE COLOR: brown.
HEIGHT: six foot three.
WEIGHT: around one eighty.
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: none, nada, zilch, zero, zip.
DESIRED CITIZEN OF: beverly hills.
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FEW SCENES FROM MY LIFE
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
- football.
- smoking.
- guitars.
- swimming.
- soccer.
- sailing.
- money.
- summer.
- girls.
- quiet.
- america.
- travelling.
- independence.
- coffee.
- horse-back riding.
- movies.
- cars.
- drinking, on occasion.
DISLIKES:
- being forced to do things.
- work.
- teachers.
- homework.
- school in general.
- waiting.
- lines.
- cold weather.
- watching sports.
- liars.
- his family.
- when people mock his accent.
- cleaning.
STRENGTHS:
- very independent.
- smart.
- great at all sports.
- rather good musician.
- doesn’t mind being alone.
WEAKNESSES:
- crazy impatient.
- hot tempered.
- stuck up.
PERSONALITY:
- arren is your typical rich guy in most senses. he looks down on the poor, and can even be a bit bitchy. he is a taker, not a giver. if he sees a homeless person on the street he gets disgusted. though, he does give to charity. he wants to help, or at least be associated with helping, but he doesn’t want to actually apply any effort. he will just write a check and be done with it.
- this boy is rather good at sports. he was somewhat of a school legend back in london. he does it all, soccer, lacrosse, baseball, basketball, swimming, diving, and even american football. he is just preppy like that. he doesn’t mind being on teams, but prefers to play alone. that’s why he took up sailing. he also rides horses.
- in london, arren was quite a charmer. he did quite well in the dating department. he had it all, the looks, money, athletics, musical talent, etc. he is a romantic, but doesn’t mind using girls for sex. he can be a douche bag.
- arren is nice, once you get to know him. he is funny, sarcastic, flirty, nerdy in his own way, and rather charming. he is a bit of a loner though, so he hardly ever starts a conversation.
- last but not least, arren is very independent. he doesn’t believe in responsibilities. that is why he ran away to america after he was to be married to the duchess of york’s youngest daughter stephanie. his parent’s still believed in arranged marriages. and arren didn’t. so he left, with a hefty amount of money. his parent’s still wire money to his bank account, despite the fact that they do not know where he is living.
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TWO, TWELVE, NINETY-NINE
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
FATHER: william david parks, sixty.
SIBLINGS: melony marie parks, thirteen.
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: princess eugenie victoria helena of york, ex-fiance.
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PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
AGE: eighteen.
EXPERIENCE: sevenish years.
OTHER CHARACTERS: none yet.
WRITING SAMPLE:
kamiryn woke up energized and ready to go. no wonder, it was twelve thirty in the afternoon. the girl didn’t mind though, she enjoyed sleeping in. especially on weekends. if she slept in monday through friday, her store wouldn’t even get opened until roughly two. lucky for her, weekends meant the boss didn’t have to work. of course, occasionally she would stop by. the record store was her baby, she wanted to surround herself with it. that also meant having a bunch of paperwork surrounding her bed, waiting to be reviewed.
stretching her arms in the air, kam gave out an annoying yawn. her brother wasn’t home, it seemed like he never was, so she didn’t feel guilty about being loud and obnoxious. she stumbled out of bed, and searched through her closet. owning a successful business came with a surprising amount of money, so her closet was full of new never-worn clothes. kamiryn smiled, knowing that this was the ultimate revenge to her ex-husband. considering he wouldn’t give her back any of her clothes, she had moved to london with three dresses, a pair of ripping tights, and the shoes on her feet. now she could afford most of the clothes she wanted, and she was just getting richer and richer. she loved it.
finally choosing a dress, she paired it with some white tights and navy blue flats. then it was time to head outside. today she planned on going to a café, drinking coffee by herself, and working on an article about an undiscovered, and relatively bad, band for a magazine. it was an easy day for kam. she didn’t know why she still wrote reviews of bands. it wasn’t like she needed the poor pay. she just always thought that she would be writing for a living, instead of running a record store. knowing too much about music took away some of the beauty, in kamiryn’s mind.
finally ready, kamiryn headed out the door. there were some nice café’s a couple blocks away and kam didn’t mind walking. stepping outside, the weather was shockingly nice. still a little bit cold, but not cold enough for the girl to put on a jacket. it would take away from her new dress. she smiled as she strolled down the street, people looking at her like she was nuts. she didn’t care, it was a nice day, she had lots of money, and lots of free time.
after a few minutes of resisting the urge to skip kam finally stumbled upon a café and bakery. she walked inside, and gazed at the assorted pastry’s and cakes. she must have looked like a little kid on christmas. kamiryn did have a crazy sweet tooth. when it was her turn to step up to the counter, kamiryn ordered a caramel frappuccino and a chocolate chip cookie the size of a large plate. after paying, the girl walked out onto the patio and took a seat next to the sidewalk.
stretching her arms in the air, kam gave out an annoying yawn. her brother wasn’t home, it seemed like he never was, so she didn’t feel guilty about being loud and obnoxious. she stumbled out of bed, and searched through her closet. owning a successful business came with a surprising amount of money, so her closet was full of new never-worn clothes. kamiryn smiled, knowing that this was the ultimate revenge to her ex-husband. considering he wouldn’t give her back any of her clothes, she had moved to london with three dresses, a pair of ripping tights, and the shoes on her feet. now she could afford most of the clothes she wanted, and she was just getting richer and richer. she loved it.
finally choosing a dress, she paired it with some white tights and navy blue flats. then it was time to head outside. today she planned on going to a café, drinking coffee by herself, and working on an article about an undiscovered, and relatively bad, band for a magazine. it was an easy day for kam. she didn’t know why she still wrote reviews of bands. it wasn’t like she needed the poor pay. she just always thought that she would be writing for a living, instead of running a record store. knowing too much about music took away some of the beauty, in kamiryn’s mind.
finally ready, kamiryn headed out the door. there were some nice café’s a couple blocks away and kam didn’t mind walking. stepping outside, the weather was shockingly nice. still a little bit cold, but not cold enough for the girl to put on a jacket. it would take away from her new dress. she smiled as she strolled down the street, people looking at her like she was nuts. she didn’t care, it was a nice day, she had lots of money, and lots of free time.
after a few minutes of resisting the urge to skip kam finally stumbled upon a café and bakery. she walked inside, and gazed at the assorted pastry’s and cakes. she must have looked like a little kid on christmas. kamiryn did have a crazy sweet tooth. when it was her turn to step up to the counter, kamiryn ordered a caramel frappuccino and a chocolate chip cookie the size of a large plate. after paying, the girl walked out onto the patio and took a seat next to the sidewalk.
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