What's there to tell?
I was always the target of bullies. But there was no bully I hated more than my big brother. He went out of his way to piss me off and make life a living Hell.
He even humiliated me, one Christmas. But that's another story.
What's there to tell?
I was always the target of bullies. But there was no bully I hated more than my big brother. He went out of his way to piss me off and make life a living Hell.
He even humiliated me, one Christmas. But that's another story.
"Obscure as night." Some might say of her. Never constant, always changing as do the the seasons. Her hair was a strange auburn brown, red in the bright midday sun, cut so that it hung short, and untidy about her dark features. Her eyes were stunning, an electric hazel;green-brown, and sometimes golden, with rims of black. She was like an autumn leaf, crisp and frost-bitten. . . near death in this frozen world. . .
In all the world she felt there was no place for her. No soul deemed her worthy of company, and in this world she felt alone. Her loneliness made her hard, and so the people around her faded away. . . And so she surrounded herself with fictional one's. . . One's that will never judge her. . . or leave her. . . Her world became clouded, and she is to this day, lost within the mist of her own thoughts. . .
Of course then there's another side to me, that's just annoying, and gitty, and excentric. . . And exatly like Zell's personality. . .(Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!)
"Justin was a young man in his early 20's. His long, dark, brown hair almost touches his broad shoulders. Like two distant stars in the sky, his blue eyes stood out more than anything else on his face--including his somewhat narrow nose. You would usualy spot Justin by the video game memorabilia he almost always had on his old, black, worn-out jacket."
A teenager from Mexico. With greenish eyes, Obscure Brown Hair, 1.76 m tall...A little bit thin, but that is justified for his flexibility and agility.
He's known mostly of his will and optimism about Helping - in anything that he could serve- and he wouldn't have regrets, and some people tell him he's a talented leader, but he doesn't think he is one.
He's going currently to karate, accomplishing (sp?) one of his goals....he also got a new hobby: Yu-Gi-Oh!, and helps kiddies and friends giving them cards. He's still on soccer, playing as the Goal Keeper, and always get cuts or scratches because of being so reckless.
Even thought he has a funny actitude, he wants to leave it behind..."Time to make a step forward.." he says, and he will try to mature.
That person's name is Alejandro.
There was an intensity in the lean , handsome young man who entered the restaurant that cold December's night. The seated customers glanced furtively , acknowleding his arrival with more than a little apprehension in their glassy orbs - scrutinizing the ramrod-straight back , the moderately broad shoulders and calloused hands resting lightly at his sides as he crossed to the far table in smooth, easy steps. Such physical composure was uncommon in the young nowadays , some mused as he slid into the vacant seat.
As he appeared to relax a little , his eyes swept the room , absorbing his surroundings with an almost analytical nature. The sheer magnetism in the sapphire-blue chips of his eyes caused the burly, middle-aged man a little in front of him to turn away abruptly - lurking beneath the serene blue was a forbidding darkness , like the coldly hypnotic gaze of some great sea predator . The young man's gaze bored into his observers with such potent force that most broke eye contact within seconds.
The scrutinous stares of the customers were thus , reduced to furtive , nervous glances every 10 seconds , all the while the young man calmly sipped his cola , apparently content. Abruptly he got up and left in that same effortless fashion. As the darkness enveloped him , he could not help a wry grin creep across his thin face...
" Who the hell was that ?" one concerned elderly man asked of the waiter above the barely audible murmur of conversation.
" Just a stranger ... "
"Cute, lazy, likes eating and sleeping and snuggling, much like a panda really"
Women wanted him, men wanted to be him, everyone in-between thought he was awesome. His arrogance likely stemmed from being popular with the girls from a very young age, god-like guitar abilities (or somewhere above a guy with no arms), and reasonably toned upper body. Last time he checked he was 5'11ish, which is the perfect height because it's his height, and comes complete with fairly long two-toned hair (is growing the black dye out slowly) and bluish eyes. Go him, he rocks so much
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this is great!!It's like a mini story in each reply!! i don't ever need to read a book again!!!heeheehee!!
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If this thread had a winner it'd be Tenacious M.
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If you saw Charlotte on the street, you would probably guess she was maybe in her late teenages. A confident girl, but with a trubbled heart, wild eyes looking for a place to rest.
She is about 1.70 meter tall, and with blonde untame curls to her sholders, just the was she like it. Some people say she has pretty eyes, big and blue grey, sometimes outlined by a black line of eyeliner. She however, both hate and loves her eyes. Some say eyes are a mirror of the soul, and if you looked into her eyes, you would see her insecurity. And that is what she fears the most.
She is rather chubby, especially after she moved to USA, to all the fried food... But not fat. She is strong for a girl, living on a "farm" in her home country, she is used to working hard and not be afraid to get dirt under her nails. But she is far from a tomboy. She likes to look good, And also to be diferent, witch her clothing style clearly shows. She enjoys wearing things that makes people turn twize, big flashy earrings and polkadots are her favorites. And she is also very updated on fasion, but no bimbo.
People tend to turn to her when they have problems, and she likes to listen to people and to help, but often takes others problems to much on herself, And blames herself when there is things she did no see. she feels guily for being lucky in life, for where she was born, for her friends and family.
She almost never takes any compliments, and always wonder what is the reason why people gives her comliments, and if they are making fun of her. She usually always tell what she feels about things, unless it is something that can hurt people's image of her, and hates it when other thinks of her as a "nice girl".
I'm just a sweet transwestite from transexual Transylvania...
You also seem to be quite a fan of "The Rocky Horror Picture Show", judging from your sig.
Take care all.
Five foot ten and bald. Tends to look grouchy.
long blondish brownish hair. thin and fair complected. blue gray eyes long dark eyelashes. dark full lips. straight white teeth. some frackles across nose and cheeks.
Height: about 5ft 2 in.
Weight: estimate 90 pounds.
Age:13
I find it most interesting to see that some people are very descriptive whilst others tend to be more terse. Not sure if this is at all a reflection on a given personal's personality, but perhaps it could be. Though, I must say, I feel like I better understand the people who have posted the fairly more indepth descriptions, so thank you all for that.
Take care all.
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