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 Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 3:16 pm
Outline:Hey, my name's [b](character's full name- first, middle/middles and last)[/b], but I prefer to be called [b](nickname{s})[/b]. I was born [b](age)[/b] years ago on [b](month and date)[/b] and my parents were informed that I was a [b](gender)[/b]. My orientation is [b](orientation)[/b] and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: [b](Bio must contain likes, dislikes and personality. Must be detailed and at least 6 complete sentences in order to get a check mark in your post.)[/b]
I've always had a crush on the [b](character's postion but not your character's position)[/b] one in the group, even though I'm the [b](your character's postition)[/b] one in the group.
This picture never lies:
(No anime)
My puppet [b](master or mistress)[/b], [b](username)[/b] controls my every move, so I'm [b](his or her)[/b] marionnette.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 3:56 pm
Hey, my name's Victoria Lynn Scarlet, but I prefer to be called Vickie or Scar. I was born 17 years ago on April 15 and my parents were informed that I was a girl. My orientation is straight and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little bit like this: I was born on the same day and at the same time the Titanic sunk and my twin brother was born a minute before me, it was storming outside but we were just babies but our mother told us when we were ten. My twin and I went to the same elementary school and never made any friends. We ate lunch together in sixth grade and eight other people came and sat with us, which made me happy as well as my twin brother. I'm known as caring, nice and a little hot-headed. My twin told me when we started high school that he was bisexual, but I'm okay with that and he's known as the friendly one in our little group. I like cherry blossoms because they're the most beautiful flower I've seen, I also like my friends, my twin brother, singing, playing the piano and drawing. I really hate scorpions, mushrooms, sharks, seafood, racists, sexists and prejudice people. I almost forgot something, my twin and I asked our other friends if they wanted to go to a cabin at a lake and they all accepted.
I've always had a crush on the jock one in the group, even though I'm the caring one in the group.
This picture never lies:
My puppet mistress, Blaise1897 controls my every move, so I'm her marionnette. 
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:41 pm
Hey, my name's Jay Princeton, but I prefer to be called Jays, Days, Dep. I was born 17 years ago on September Eleventh and my parents were informed that I was a boy. My orientation is straight and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: I had a birthday when the Twin Towers fell, when my parents died. They worked for a trade group, and I guess they took the top of the building rather than the bottom. And when it crashed...Either way, I had two dead parents. It was a perfect birthday present, a firefighter telling me to come with him, and then that I was an orphan. I was moved to many foster homes. Though most of them wanting me to be more active and more weep in my room. My grades were up, but my participation mark always lacked. I never did projects with anybody, even if I was forced to. I hate large crowds, my birthday and where my parents died. I can live with a dark room and no problems.
I've always had a crush on the Quiet Shy one in the group, even though I'm the depressed one in the group.
This picture never lies:
My puppet mistress, xXDiscardedXx controls my every move, so I'm her marionnette.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 6:32 pm
Hey, my name's Yoshimori Fai Minamoto, but I prefer to be called Yoshi, or Kage. I was born 17 years ago on January 18th and my parents were informed that I was a male. My orientation is straight and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: I was born in Seoul, South Korea. I moved here for my family business. The reason I'm silent is because words can hurt people in many ways. ((believe me!)) I liked a lot of things, fruits, drawings, art and puzzles. I hate war, fighting, messy things and mean people. I also like slushies and I liked the school I'm in, espacially the friends that I made.I've always had a crush on the depressed one in the group, even though I'm the quiet/shy one in the group. This picture never lies:  My puppet master, Ice-of-Hitsugaya controls my every move, so I'm his marionnette.
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 6:50 pm
((Ice, change your character's picture.))
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:12 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:13 pm
why did you want me to change it?
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:16 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:18 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 8:40 pm
Hey, my name's Leroux Renee Valois, but I prefer to be called Leroux, Roo, or Roo-Roo. I was born 18 years ago on February 14th and my parents were informed that I was a boy. My orientation is straight, though I don't mind to tease my close guy friends just for the hell of it and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: Six years. Six years have passed since I laid eyes on the streets of Paris. I was 12 when my parents moved to the United States, Father was always being shipped off somewhere because of his career and we had no say in the matter. However, this was first instance where we had to pack up and leave the country instead of the usual city.
Although we have lived in the United States for a handful of years, my parents refuse to speak English within the walls of our home. In so doing, my English remains accented by my native tongue. It’s not that I mind, but it gets irritating after a while when la femmes ask me question after question just to hear my damned accent. Is it really that important?! However, I shouldn’t complain. I have a good life, finding joy in books and grand adventures. Nothing beats the old hike in the woods, fearing for one another’s lives as darkness descends. Ah~ it’s great! Campfires are pretty enjoyable as well. I love hot chocolate brewed over an open flame, it’s something a microwave can’t match. But, I could do without the occasional blurb and aggressiveness (when away from the fields of sports and such occasions that call for competitiveness). I mean, why be rude for no good reason? I don’t know, maybe it’s just the way I was raised; I suppose French culture would do that to some (plus, my mother. I can never forget the old finger-wag-in-the-face-and-treat-women-with-respect speech). Speaking of which, what is up with Americans and sex?! And other people being naked for Jesus Christ?! Mon Dieu! We all look the same underneath our clothes, for God’s sake…
I've always had a crush on the caring la femme one in the group, even though I'm the jock one in the group.
This picture never lies:
My puppet mistress, vampyreluvar1331 controls my every move, so I'm her marionette.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 8:33 am
Hey, my name's Zachary Adam Matthews, but I prefer to be called Zac. I was born 18 years ago on August 22 and my parents were informed that I was a male. My orientation is gay and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: I've always been confident in who I am as a person. If anyone has a problem with the way I do things, they can either get over it or deal with me face to face. I don't like games, I like it when people are up front about things. I've been told I can hold a grudge (I'm still not speaking to the person who told me that). I'm really into reading and writing, its my creative outlet. I rarely ever let anyone see my sensitive side, it makes me seem weak
I've always had a crush on the Friendly/Nice one in the group, even though I'm the Jerk one in the group.
This picture never lies: My puppet master, roken822 controls my every move, so I'm HIS marionnette.
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Posted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 10:11 am
Hey, my name's Michealangelo Jack Scarlet, but I prefer to be called Jack or Mickey. I was born 17 years ago on April fifteenth and my parents were informed that I was a male. My orientation is bisexual and I'm okay with it, I guess. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: I was born a twin, a few minutes before my sister, Scar. I have always been kind to everyone though I have a bad habit of smoking whenever I get nervous. I've always loved strawberries, my sister and swords. Although I hate it, I can't kick my habit of smoking, spilling blood and I absolutely hate listening to classical music. I'm always seen with my favorite huge headphones near my ears and heavy metal such as System of a Down blasting through the speaker.
I've always had a crush on the Jerk one in the group, even though I'm the Friendly/Nice one in the group. I have no clue how that happened, honest.
This picture never lies:
My puppet master, XHeartless_FighterXX controls my every move, so I'm his marionnette.
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Posted: Sat Jan 23, 2010 4:55 pm
Hey, my name's Lara Mary Vander , but I prefer to be called Turtlz. I was born 17 years ago on April 25 and my parents were informed that I was a girl. My orientation is straight and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but her goes nothing. I enjoy music, mostly hard rock to death meta. I play pian and violin. I love my dark colors and dont try to seperate me from my black nail polish. I hate posers, they get on my nerves. People that dont understand are the same. If you dont like me thats just fine.I've always had a crush on the quiet/shy one in the group, even though I'm the depressed one in the group. This picture never lies:  My puppet mistress, The Dynamic Rose controls my every move, so I'm her marionnette.
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AcidCupcake---x Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Jan 25, 2010 11:07 pm
Hey, my name's Karisma Cordelia Cooper, but I prefer to be called Kat, Cordy maybe Cordelia and actually I like Karisma just fine even though it doesn't suit me at all. I was born 17 years ago on October thirty-first, otherwise known as Halloween, and my parents were informed that I was a girl. My orientation is straight and I'm okay with it. I'm not good at talking about myself, but it goes a little something like this: I was born on Halloween in a small and cozy living room. My mother and father were delighted to have a baby girl. It was their dream come true. My mom could brag that I was the prom queen or varsity cheerleading team captain and my dad could parade me around as his perfect little princess. Turns out, I didn't grow up to be anything like how they pictured me. I mean how could I have been born with dark hair, dark eyes, and olive toned skin? Especially when my father was blonde haired and blue eyed and my mother was a light skinned red-head. The truth tore my family apart.
My mother finally fessed up that she was having an affair with another man. He was puerto rican which is were I get most of my looks. By the time this happened I was 13. You know what happens to a girl when her parents start fighting? Well it makes them feel hurt. Do you know what happens to a girl when her parents are fighting and they accuse her for ruining they're marrige? It tears her apart inside. The only one who would have anything to do with her was her Grandmother Willow. But anyway you'd think I'd end up being the depressed one, right? Nope nope. My grandma would slap me silly if I ever blamed myself or felt sorry for myself. She wouldn't have any of that. Instead she made me who I am today: Hardworking, smart, artistic, witty, independant, and kind. Although she helped me find out who I really was, she couldn't pull me out of my shy and quiet phase. I'd always been shy. Even when I was little but after everything that happened to me, I've never really came out of my shell. The only time I ever show my emotions is in my dancing. I am an excellent belly-dancer. Of course none of my friends know this (Well duh! Quiet and shy remember.) Plus I'm not one to brag. The only person who has seen me dance is my instructor. He always scolds me saying, "Why would such a beautiful dancer, such as yourself, not want anyone to see her amazing talent!" And I would always blush and mumble a sheepish "I don't know." Now everyone of my friends know I love chocolate. And Cherries! Music and dance are my favorite things in the world but I love any other type of art. I absolutely hate myself for tearing my family apart (Yes, Grandma would not put up with this but she can't stop me from crying at night and blaming myself.) I also hate my parents for making me the way I am.
I've always had a crush on the depressed one in the group, even though I'm the quiet and shy one in the group.
This picture never lies:
My puppet mistress, PunkPrincesss666 controls my every move, so I'm her marionnette.
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