Post by boston on Jul 17, 2011 14:10:09 GMT -5
MISS BOSTON FOREIGNER ZEPPELIN
sixteen | mckinely | mila kunis
code word: Miss Zises
"Hey people of planet earth, you probably don’t know who I am but if you don’t well that’s cool. My name is Boston Foreigner Zeppelin, I know sounds weird right. My parents thought it would be great if they named me after three of their favourite bands and so this became my name. Most people just call me Bo in order to avoid dragging on. I am currently sixteen right now and that means I’m old enough to drive, and of course I use that every opportunity I get. I might go to McKinely but when I’m not there I’m helping my uncle out with the shop mainly doing little things here and there. As most people will know, I am a lesbian, not afraid to admit it either. Sure I get the looks but that just comes with the whole territory. As far as extracurriculars go, I’ll do just about anything creative. I’ve been involved with the AV club, The Jazz Band and such. When people ask me what I play in Jazz Band they’re usually astonished when I mention that I play the accordion and also the piano, but I can play guitar too. Oh yeah, I’m also in the Glee Club too, I know… social suicide but what the hell. Another thing I do in my free time is take pictures for the school newspaper"
"How would I describe myself, well it’s not really hard to describe how I work. Most of the times people see me as a pretty chill person who doesn’t take much offence to anything people say about me. It shouldn’t matter what people really say about me, the only person who should matter is me which is why I tend not to take things to personally and when I do take them personally then somebody best be start running for the hills. I’ve been told that I have a long fuse but a really volatile temper which explains a lot, seeing as how I like to bundle stuff up and let it all rip at once. I’m free spirited as a person, always doing the creative thing in life instead of the smart thing or the sporty thing. Sometimes it’s better being by yourself and contemplating things than to be surrounded by a bunch of people and being unable to think. I want to always be this free spirit and it is my aim to make it out of this town and find someone and settle down because it seems like the reasonable thing to do. I like to be told off for some reason, I guess I’m a bit of a renegade at times but if the consequences come because of it then I will not be pleased. "
"I can’t lie to you, the story of my life has never really been easy for anyone to hear. You see it all started when I was a few months old when my mom just died unexpectedly from a virus that she’d caught leaving my dad to take care of me and I’ll say that he did a wonderful job of it. Sure he might not have been the best dad in the world but he was my dad and that’s all that mattered. He seemed to really care about what I thought about and took me out fishing and camping. Sure most girls my age were probably all about getting boys, but I was spending time with my dad. Of course it all came to an end when he was hit by a car a few days before my fifteenth birthday. He’s still alive but he’s really unwell at the moment and so I’m living with my uncle who seems to really care about me for the time being. Of course he’s a swell guy, he has a shop in town and I work there to earn my own little living and to show how much I appreciate him because the truth is I do"
"Hey lads and ladies the name here is Duke, just your average guy. As of now I’ve been doing this for 3 or 4 years. If you really need to contact me I would prefer PM”
[[OOC: From another site]]
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It wasn’t often that Eric found himself out of work in a public place what with his own distaste for everyone and anyone. Much of his hostility for people could have been traced back to an earlier time where Eric often found it troublesome and hard to cope with the life he had been given and so now that he was at a position where he felt comfortable, Eric rarely ever let the thought slip from his own thoughts. People had become such a side guard, something that was approachable but not all that favourable. His work had caused him to spend most of his time in solace which was quite refreshing to him seeing as how his own social skills seemed to be how to talk down to someone without them even realising it. Life couldn’t have been any more pleasant for him right now.
He had taken a short detour through the park on his way home from a day of doing nothing really. He had attempted to once again see how far he could piss someone off before they took matters into their own hands. He was an ass and that was the one thing he was always true too because as much as he knew he was one, he knew it was the only personality trait that shone through and tended to always play to it regardless of the situation that he was in at the time. The crisp air was enough to tickle Eric’s nostrils as he gave a look of unpleasantness at it all. Barely any sounds could be heard from this section of the park, possibly one of the reasons he always felt the need to take a detour through it. The sounds that could be heard couldn’t have been more than low grunts from nearby, not that Eric was really paying much attention.
Of course when he did turn the corner the situation was enough to pique his interest slightly. His smile had started to form into a frown at the scene which had unfolded before him. Of course he could have stood back and done nothing, but then where would that have gotten him? It seemed like a gang had teamed up on a lone guy and now a shitstorm was a brewing. Eric rolled up his sleeves deciding it was as good a time as any to cut in. With a single coherent walk, the man managed to make a triangular formation of himself, three layers whittling down to leave the real Eric at the front of the line.
Stepping out of the shadows in a cool fashion, the leader of the group managed to call out, unafraid of whatever was waiting him. ”Isn’t this precious, picking on someone weaker than you because you have problems. How about instead of wailing into the one guy you try to take on me…” he said, the other five clones stepping out of the shadows and into the light to reveal six identical copies of the same guy. ”… Maybe then it’d be a fair fight” Eric mocked as all of them took up the same fighting stance preparing to launch into attack.
”Then again, there is another option… you run away with your tails between your legs and not let me beat your asses down”
"He had taken a short detour through the park on his way home from a day of doing nothing really. He had attempted to once again see how far he could piss someone off before they took matters into their own hands. He was an ass and that was the one thing he was always true too because as much as he knew he was one, he knew it was the only personality trait that shone through and tended to always play to it regardless of the situation that he was in at the time. The crisp air was enough to tickle Eric’s nostrils as he gave a look of unpleasantness at it all. Barely any sounds could be heard from this section of the park, possibly one of the reasons he always felt the need to take a detour through it. The sounds that could be heard couldn’t have been more than low grunts from nearby, not that Eric was really paying much attention.
Of course when he did turn the corner the situation was enough to pique his interest slightly. His smile had started to form into a frown at the scene which had unfolded before him. Of course he could have stood back and done nothing, but then where would that have gotten him? It seemed like a gang had teamed up on a lone guy and now a shitstorm was a brewing. Eric rolled up his sleeves deciding it was as good a time as any to cut in. With a single coherent walk, the man managed to make a triangular formation of himself, three layers whittling down to leave the real Eric at the front of the line.
Stepping out of the shadows in a cool fashion, the leader of the group managed to call out, unafraid of whatever was waiting him. ”Isn’t this precious, picking on someone weaker than you because you have problems. How about instead of wailing into the one guy you try to take on me…” he said, the other five clones stepping out of the shadows and into the light to reveal six identical copies of the same guy. ”… Maybe then it’d be a fair fight” Eric mocked as all of them took up the same fighting stance preparing to launch into attack.
”Then again, there is another option… you run away with your tails between your legs and not let me beat your asses down”
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