Post by KAYLEE STUART on Oct 4, 2008 13:40:23 GMT -5
THIS LIFE HASN'T TURNED OUT
QUITE THE WAY I WANT IT TO BE
QUITE THE WAY I WANT IT TO BE
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» Your Alias; Justice, of course
» Age:sweet sixteen
» Years Role playing:six years
» Random Fact about yourself:I own a monster, her name is Melissa =]
I WANT A BRAND NEW HOUSE
ON AN EPISODE OF CRIBS
ON AN EPISODE OF CRIBS
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» First Name; Kaylee
» Middle Name:Elize
» Last Name: Stuart
» Nickname (s):Lee & Kay
»Age: Seventeen
»Gender:Female
»Sexual Orientation:Bisexual
I WANT A NEW TOUR BUS
FULL OF OLD GUITARS
FULL OF OLD GUITARS
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» Face Claim:Frieda Rose
» Height:5’6
» Weight: 112 lbs
» Natural hair Color:A carmel looking brown
» Current hair Color:still natural hair color, but with lighter highlights such as blonde and a redish tone as well.
» Eye Color: A light brown with a few flecks of green
» Birthmarks: A faint outline of her birthmark is on her shoulder.
» Scars: Just a few from where she has been a clutz
» Distinguishing Features: Kaylee has a stricking figure and posture, and is often confused as being hispanic.
» Tattoos: a small rose spreads across her hip
» Piercings: Ears and belly button
MY OWN STAR
ON HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD
ON HOLLYWOOD BOULEVARD
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» Likes:
& Driving very fast
& Trying different things
& Meeting new people
& Having animals around
& Girls night out
& Taking pictures
& Hanging out with friends
& Playing with peoples make up and hair
& Honest to god people
& Boys who are not cocky
» Dislikes:
& Other girls singling others out
& Being taunted and teased
& Being yelled at
& Not getting things right
& Being scared
& Violence, drugs, and drinking a lot
& People without prioritys
& Loud wild girls
& Being pushed around
& Being without make up
» Bad Habits:
& When nervous, wont look people in eyes
& Talking on cell phone when people are around
» Random Habits:
& Bites nails and lips
& Twirling hair when flirting
& Taps fingers on desk
» Secrets:
& Is a virgin, never done drugs, and is a lightweight when she drinks.
» Random Fact: Doesn’t know she is fully bisexual, just curious
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» Favorite Smells: First Rain
» Favorite Movies: Good Luck Chuck
» Favorite Foods: Italian food
» Favorite Words: “ Oh God “
» Favorite Colors: Red, light blue, and peachy pink
» Hobbies: Photography and drawing.
I'M GONNA TRADE THIS LIFE
FOR FORTUNE AND FAME
FOR FORTUNE AND FAME
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» Parents: Emilee Rose Stuart- living/remarried |35yr|
Todd Michael Stuart- deceased |48yr|
» Siblings: Adam Lee Stuart- living with Emilee |19yr|
» Good Memory: Kaylee was only six years old and Adam was eight, and they were running around in the back yard playing tag, and their parents were chasing them. Later that day made a picnic, but the rain spoiled it so instead they all stood on the porch and drank hot chocolate.
» Bad Memory:Kaylee was fourteen years old and Adam was sixteen. The night her mother woke her up crying and screaming, and she ran to her brothers room and got into bed with him. They tried to comfort each other not knowing what was happening. Later that night their mother explained that Daddy had died in a car accident. She never went into details until recently on how he died.
» Random Memory: When Kaylee was walking in the streets and saw a homeless man with a cup shivering, probley from the lack of drugs or alchohal in his body. She crossed the street and put a ten dollar bill in his cup and then watched him thank her and bow away. Then turned the corner to a mini mart and bought a giant can of beer.
» History: Kaylee was always a good girl, had the best grades in the school, and was valedictorian of her class. She was the giving one, and always had good advice for everyone. But nightmares of her father’s death haunts her at night time, and the thought of her mother being re-married just killed her. So she moved out of her mother’s house in search of finding her dreams. It hurt her to leave Adam behind, but with his dui and addiction to marijuana, she had to settle her life down before she could assist him in her life. Mother and daughter barely speak, but brother and sister talk just about every day.
HEY, HEY
I WANNA BE A ROCKSTAR
I WANNA BE A ROCKSTAR
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» Sample Post: [Harvard university site] ||Word count 494 ||
When Rayne's phone lit up in the dark, she occasionally glanced at the screen. However she was not prepared for the name and picture that lingered on her phone. The song Paraylzed, by Finger Eleven screamed at her to pick it up. Her hand grabbed the phone and held it up. She fingered the send button contemplating on ansewering. Just to make it seem she was not eager about picking up,, she let the phone ring then hit the send button. Pressing the phone to her ear, she greeted her friend. They talked aimlessly for hours. It almost felt right to be talking to him again, but again she felt that same pang of jelousy as before. As they planned out their evening, Rayne self consiously twirled a lock of golden brown hair. Her crooked grin lit up her dull features. The eyes screamed " im so excited ". And of course she was. After all he was so caring to her, after they hung up and decided at B-side. She walked to her closet and slid the doors to the right.
Rayne couldn't decide on going in a pair of tight pants, and a long sleeve shirt. Remembering that she should check the weather, the girl ran daintly to the window and opened it. Sticking her delicate hand outside the window then quickly retreating it, she slid it shut and sighed. It was not only damp but sticky outside as well. The smell of the forecoming of rain stunk up the room, but it was quickly dominated by the glade freshner, her roomate was practically OCD and cleaned all the time. But tonight she was out with her boyfriend...thank god. Deciding on a pair of jeans and a plain black shirt, she walked to the mirror and let her hair fall down. Rayne's make up, hair, and wardrobe looked pretty decent, so it was time to go. Hailing down a Taxi, she told him 'B-Side Please' and left the conversation simply at that. Those taxi drivers creeped her out a whole lot. Asking him to drop her off at the block before, he pulled to the curb and held out his hand. Glancing at the screen that said the amount, she pushed a twenty in his hand. And exited the car quickly. The bald man pulled away and crossed three busy lanes to pick up his next victim. Yes, that was the choice of word she chose to call the person. As she neared B-Side; a bunch of figures lingered outside, waiting to have their axcess granted. But one person stood out... her Mathew. Stuffing her hands into the pocket of the thick cotton lined jacket, Rayne forced a smile to her face. Okay so maybe it wasn't forced, but she liked to think she did. Every time her heart banged against her rib cage, she swore it screamed his name. Mathew, Mathew, Mathew. She was so happy with her decision to see him.
» Anything Else?: You’re my wifey =]