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Eli, Tucker, Dakota, and Syynn
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Date Posted: 11:11:33 03/14/03 Fri
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Does he close his eyes, weary with the weight of being suddanly so wise? Tired of the demons he must sit up there and fight, deep into the night? Praying that he's right.......
My curse is: Eli
But they all taunt me as: 'Li, at times.
I've been trapped on this earth for: Seventeen years
I enjoy: Reading, nature, animals except for very big dogs, riding, being alone, writing a bit, smoking......
I hate: Loud noises, small spaces, strange people being overly freindly, being grabbed or rushed, crowds, loud music, creuilty, abuse in any way, seeing someone/thing weaker or smaller being picked on by someone/thing bigger, very big dogs, most other people.
My behavoir is: Quiet, refined, almost stuck up, blunt, harsh at times. Painfully honest, but can be very charming when the urdge to be so strikes. Has a sharp, rather short temper.
My reflection in the mirror: Messy, short golden-blonde hair, green/hazel eyes. Tall and lanky, but well enough built. Almost heart shapped face. Long-fingered, slim. Handsome, pretty, you pick.
My history?: Only those that are close freiends are privvied to past demons.
Anything else?: Has not cried in six years. Does smile, but has not laughed in a while, either.

I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.
My curse is:Tucker
But they all taunt me as: Tuck
I've been trapped on this earth for: Eighteen years
I enjoy: Haveing fun with friends, music, riding, animals of all sorts, being competitive, being challanged, computers, dancing.
I hate: Stuffy people, authority, being told what to do in any way, being rushed, cruelity, seeing kids pushed around.
My behavoir is: Actually layed-back, very hard to get angry. Just loves to laugh and enjoy life as much as possible.....now. Commanding, confidant air, but also very approchable. A good friend and very loyal. Is really very, very smart, but hides it well.
My reflection in the mirror: Tall, but not notibly tall. Long, bright blonde hair to his bum, usaly in a ponytail. Intellegant, intense blue eyes. Delicate face, almost femine looking in the face. Prettier then handsome, really.
History: Private. Ask and ye may find out. ~_^
Anything else?: Nope.

Out here they're always keeping score
Beneath the tan, the battle rages
Smile a rented smile, fill someone glass
Kiss someone's wife, kiss someone's ass........
My curse is: Dakota
But they all taunt me as: 'Kota
I've been trapped on this earth for: Sixteen years
I enjoy: Reading, loud music, dancing, having fun, smoking, drinking, women, animals except for horses, pushing my luck, tempting fate, playing jokes.
I hate: Stuffyness, being told what to do, authority in any form, but especaly cops, being in one room for a long time, silence, horses, being threatened with phyiscal harm, hieghts.
My behavoir is: Wild. Has not had a chance to just be a teen, and uses this time to the fullest.
My reflection in the mirror: Wheat-blonde hair, afternoon-sky blue eyes. Medium sized, almost anorexic-thin. More 'pretty' then 'handsome'. Heart shaped face, big eyes.
History:Thin ice. Don't go there.
Anything else?: Occasionaly will have symptoms not unlike that of a panic attack for unknown reasons.

Close every door to me
Hide all the world from me
Bar all the windows
And shut out the light
Do what you want with me
Hate me and laugh at me
Darken my daytime
And torture my night.......
My curse is:Syynn
But they all taunt me as: Syynn, I have no other name.
I've been trapped on this earth for: Twenty years
I enjoy: Smoking, drinking, partying, having fun, women, animals of all sorts, riding, getting into trouble, exploring, fighting, being reckless.
I hate: Showing fear/'weakness', being locked in a room, being surprised, talking about things that happened in the past, showing anything under the wild boy sort of mask.
My behavoir is: Almost crazed in it's explosive wildness. Unpredicable, uncontrolable, firey, hot-tempered and intense. Feels things very strongly, and the crazy, reckless party boy act is truely a facade, a desperate attempt to keep back darkness, longing to rip apart one's soul. As of yet, very few have been able to see benath the mask.
My reflection in the mirror: Crimson/brown hair, blue violetish colored eyes. Fairly short, thin but not unhealthy. Artist's hands, less of a delicate face then the other's. Still more pretty then handsome.
History: I' tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.
Anything else?: Nope.
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