Post by kingston reed on Jul 22, 2009 0:09:01 GMT -5
show the world a little style,
a little attitude
[/color]a little attitude
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sup, my name is Bree:]
been breathing air for 14 years now
but only been living for 3
you can drop me a line at PM is fine:)
hey teachers, hey creatures,
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nicknames: N/A
age:17
birthday: November 17, 1992
gender: Male
orientation: Heterosexual
school year: Junior
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just wait
take a breath of air before you faint
[/color][/font][/center]take a breath of air before you faint
height: 6'0
weight: 162
build Muscular, tall
eyes: Kingston was born with what people call baby blue eyes and he absolutely adores it that way. They are a nice almond shape with dark lashes.
hair: Kingston's hair looks better long than it does short. He usually keeps his chestnut brown hair to where it tickles his ears .
distinguishing features: Bright blue eyes, dark eyebrows.
tattoos and piercings:None
personal style:
Kingston loves to dress casual. He usually wears his choice of ripped jeans, a t-shirt, vest, and some sort of hat. His shoes depend on his mood. From Vans to Chuck Taylors, as long as it's comfortable he'll wear it. If he feels good he knows he looks good. He is usually cocky about his appearance, assuming he always looks good.
appearance:
Kingston has a study, muscular build for his age. Weight lifting and constantly playing sports has gave him the muscles he has now. He has an oval face with a long broad nose and full lips and those 'pinch-able' cheeks. His hair is usually in that out-of-bed-messy style.
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do you think you're right,wronged,
or do you think you'll fight?
[/color][/center][/font]or do you think you'll fight?
Girls,Parties,Basketball,Flirting,Talking,Sleeping in Late,Working out, Working on cars, Little Kids,Bubble gum,Sunglasses, His friends, Hanging out, video games, being lazy, Summer, Vacations, blonds, brunettes, girls who play hard to get
dislikes:
Cheesy movies, wanna-bee's, posers, fakers, asparagus, health food, hurting himself, easy girls, red heads, girls who are too thin, being drunk, air heads
strengths:
Basketball
Social
Sarcasm
Confidence
Lying
weaknesses:
Hypocritical
Secrets
Girls
Cocky
Brown eyes
greatest fear:
Having a painful death
greatest desire:
Getting a great job; having the 'perfect' life
habits and quirks:
Messes with his hair too much
Laughs when nervous
Fidgets
overall personality:
Kingston knows what he wants. He's not one to take days to decide on something. He can come off as a bit cocky because of this. Kingston is a big flirt never staying with a girl longer than three days. This little player has grown used to breaking hearts and is usually the one to dump a girl. Secretly, he's always wanted that "true love".
Everyone has their negative traits, too. He can be rather arrogant and rude at times. Kingston has always gotten what he wanted and isn't good at hiding his disappointment. From getting people to do his homework or to persuading a girl to date him he has always followed that little word in his name, "King". At other times he can have his head in the clouds thinking that just because he's in that "in crowd' he can have whatever he wants.
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we are young, we are done
we ain't fighting nothing
[/color][/font][/center]we ain't fighting nothing
father: Clark Reed, 48, Heart Surgeon
siblings: N/A
extended family: His biological mother, and his two other step-mothers
pets: Boo, Black lab, 5 years
nationality: German/Italian
birthplace:Hollywood, Florida
history:
Kaitlyn Reed and Clark Reed were madly in love, or so that's what everyone thought when they were at that 'perfect wedding'. They had met at a park accidentally bumping into each other, which lead to them conceiving him, Kingston by the end of the night. Kaitlyn kept him a secret thinking that Clark would overreact and dump him. But when Clark found out he was ecstatic that he would be having a little heir. They had a large wedding inviting everyone they knew to celebrate with them.
Kingston Lee Reed was born short nine months later and his parents honey-moon phase of the marriage was quickly wearing off. His father became obsessed with work and was spending longer hours at the office. His father ended up cheating with his blond secretary, on Kaitlyn when Kingston was only 2. They quietly filed for divorce and Kingston left with his father visiting his mother on holidays.
By age 7 Clark was on his third marriage and Kingston was being raised by a nanny and going to private school lessons. Clark loved his son and wanted his little heir to be a "King,". Jessica , his father's third wife, hated Kingston thinking that he was getting in the way of their relationship. Clark divorced her when Kingston was 11 realizing she was only a gold digger.
At age fifteen they moved to New York and Clark found the love of his life. Meanwhile Kingston started going to East High, and to his glee his was excepted into the elite. He slowly climbed his way to the top, stepping on whoever he could to make it. He ignored his parents, annoyed with his dad's love life and took them for granted using him for money, clothes, etc.
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way outside yourself
there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
[/color][/center][/font]there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
member title: The Player idk it doesn't really matter to me
roleplay sample:
Bright light streamed in through the window of the small bedroom, casting everything into a warm glow. Birds chirped happily outside and it couldn't have been a more perfect morning as a breeze swept across the school grounds, rushing through the large oak trees that dotted the courtyard.
It was a morning that, most of the students had enjoyed, up until the first bell rang and they all shuffled inside. As the shrill tone pierced the calm air one of the beds stirred and a body promptly rolled out from the dark sheets. There was a groan from the student as she pulled the sheets from over her head, "Shit, I knew I shouldn't have gone out last night." The girl's voice was slightly hoarse and groggy, probably from overuse the night before. Slowly sitting up the high schooler rubbed her still sleepy eyes and looked around the room, still not completely aware of why her roommate was already gone, or what had even woke her up.
Scratching the back of her head she lifted up a wrist to look at the large brown leather watch that adorned her arm. There was a quiet moment as she took her time reading the hands before the realization hit her and there was a scrambling of limbs and bedsheets, not to mention several choice swear words.
Eventually the teenager was somewhat ready for her first real day of classes. The late bell rang as she was lacing up her black high tops and she raced even faster. Twisting her red layered skirt so that it was facing the right way she grabbed the practically empty backpack and rushed for the door, black hair flying out behind her.
Once she stepped out into the warm courtyard she slowed down, what was the point? She was already late, so she might as well take her time, and she still had a bit of a hangover. (She had fortunately been smart enough to cut down on the alcohol consumption on the night before school started.) Rolling up the sleeves to her black button up shirt she fixed it so that she left the top couple of buttons undone, revealing a number of necklaces that made themselves at home upon her throat. She was thankful that their on their first day they were allowed free dress, at least she could be comfortable for one day before having to switch into one of those god awful uniforms.
Strolling leisurely through the hallways, her gray eyes skimmed the number and name plates next to each of the classroom doors, as they slowly counted up to the number of her first period class. Eventually she stopped in front of one of the doors. Lovely, welcome to hell, she thought to herself as she pushed the door open to make her cliched 'grand entrance'.
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I WANTED TO BE ME !
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