Post by dakota on Aug 17, 2009 14:18:43 GMT -5
age and birthday ,[/color] 19 and 5/23/89
height ,[/color] 6"3
body type ,[/color] thin, gangly
sexuality ,[/color] bisexual
relationship status ,[/color] single
play - by ,[/color] alessandro de marco
group ,[/color]university student [/ul]
coffee
v necks
acoustic songs
black and white photographs
reading
poetry
relationships
hugs
making funny faces
cigarettes
music
old records
dislikes ,[/color]
doctors
ignorance
words with no depth
break ups
crying
being in the spotlight
unorganized closets
cleaning after anyone but himself
blood
feeling lonely
fears ,[/color]
rejection
being alone
the dark
dying
going deaf
habits ,[/color]
tapping his fingers
biting his lip
flipping his hair
stutters
flaws ,[/color]
pushover
personality ,[/color]
humorous
romantic
loving
independent
shy
creative
clumsy
caring
non-judgemental
insecure
sensitive
intelligent
nervous
unselfish
humble
understanding
easily embarrassed
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siblings ,[/color] caleb and faye lane
other family ,[/color]
history ,[/color]
° father left when he was three
° got picked on by kids at school
° mother became a serial dater
° dakota moved from state to state a lot
° mother's boyfriend's were abusive at times
° lived in a trailer park
° mother became dependent on drugs
° dakota had to step up and be in charge
° dakota missed out on school because he had to work
° he eventually dropped out but got his GED
° mother went to rehab; twins faye and caleb went to foster care
° lived on his own for awhile in a crappy studio apartment
° fell in love with a boy who cheated on him and treated him horribly
° suffered from depression
° moved to hawaii because it was one of the few states he hadn't lived in[/ul]
age ,[/color] ( optional. ) 17
years of experience ,[/color] five
gender ,[/color] female
anything else ,[/color]
role playing sample ,[/color][/ul]
the week before school started was busy for the students too. everyone was rushing around, trying to get their school supplies while managing to squeeze in a few more days at the beach or a few more parties with their friends. it wasn't like that for hannah. she had already gotten what she needed for school and although she had friends at work, she didn't hang out with them outside of her job. she was a very friendly girl, but was one to like her privacy. she had a big secret on her hands and couldn't exactly have a sleepover without somebody noticing something.
hannah was very artistic. she liked to sketch designs for clothes and although ceramics had nothing to do with the type of work field she wished to end up in, photography sure did, and it was another one of her favorite things to do. although nothing ever turned out to be as perfect as she thought it had been when she was shooting it through the lense. maybe the class would teach her how to shoot from the right angles and during the best time of day. it was something that sounded interesting to her having been both infront and behind the camera a few times in her life.
children were great to work with and she liked that many people still wanted to be teachers when there were so many better high paying and less stressful jobs out there. if fashion ever failed for her, she would like to be a teacher as well. that, or a veteranarian. she hadn't really decided because she had her heart and mind so set on making uniquely designed clothes for anyone that liked them and would be brave enough to wear them in public since her designs usually did stray from the norm. she didn't mind that though, standing out was never a problem for her. it was something she did best and with a lot of ease.
beautiful was something she loved to be called. it made her feel so happy and confident. a lot of men told her she was beautiful, but it made her wonder if they would still think that or just consider her a monster when they pulled down her underwear and found a penis instead of a vagina. she shuddered a little at the bad thought. that was the exact reason why she refused to date. it would be too complicated for someone to understand and they would be frightened. they'd run out screaming before she got a chance to explain. which is why she was working very hard to afford the surgery that would truly complete being female.
hannah had spotted the cute boy out of the corner of her eye. she couldn't believe he was actually walking towards her. he looked very young, maybe he was a student here. hopefully, over the age of eighteen. she did not want to be considered a pedafile. she looked around, trying to pretend like she didn't even see him. as she did, she took in his fashion sense. he looked a lot like a hippie. something she wasn't very into but he pulled it off quite well, so she was willing to make an exception. when he laid beside her on the grass and spoke, she smiled.
"i see you." she told him and tilted her head to so she could see him better. hannah flashed him a very sweet smile, showing off her perfect white teeth. now that he was closer, he'd be able to see her piercings. two monroes, one nose piercing and both of her ears. she had her belly button as well, but that was concealed. some of her tattoos were also displayed, like the pink heart on her pinky, a cupcake tattoo on her arm with the word karma written underneath it in script. it looked like she might be a little too pierced up and tattooed up for him. but it was worth a shot.
"i'm hannah." she said, in a perfectly soft girlie tone of voice with the small touch of a southern accent.
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