Post by allison williams on Dec 29, 2008 21:21:08 GMT -6
ALLISON AVERY WILLIAMS!
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CAUSE YOU'RE HOT THEN YOU'RE COLD[/color][/font]
hey there ! my name is kelso, and yeah, i'm a girl dinosaur. i know, crazy right ?! anyway, i've been gracing you with my presence for nearly 6'000 years aka fifteen years, and i love this place; thanks to RAMA AND TISSE for leading me here. you can also find me at pm's, aim's, and loads more, or through the characters i've yet to make. let's let the fun begin[/font]
YOU'RE YES THEN YOU'RE NO[/color][/font]
well, my full name is allison avery williams, but i like to be called ally or als. my full name means noble; probably because of some voodoo nuts. i'm sixteen years old, yeah; i'm barelylegal - and a girl, thank you very much. you can find me on the canon list, where it'll say i'm a sophomore year. oh, and i almost forgot, my birthday is on july 20th, wanna throw me a party ?! i knew it[/font]
YOU'RE IN AND YOU'RE OUT[/color][/font]
i'm damn good looking, wouldn't you say? i've been told that i look like taylor momsen, but everyone knows i'm way sexier. don't even lie ! what, you didn't think that picture was flattering? well i have blonde hair; sort of like shortish and straight or curly. and my eyes - they're two pools of blue; you could say they're pretty beastly at best. at least, that's what i've been told. i'm such a beast, almost five" eight feet, can you believe it? yeah, i take after my dad. and not that it's any of your business, but i weigh one hundred and fifteen, and have a slim body type. i know, i know; i should make an exercise video. i stay this way by never working out, thank god for a good metabolism, it's a lot harder than it sounds. you can usually find me wearing designer threads, though i'm notorious for crazier things. oh trust me bby, you ain't seen nothing yet[/font]
YOU'RE UP AND YOU'RE DOWN[/color][/font]
jeez ! some people just piss me off. it's like they don't get that i like dancing on my bed to loud music, shoe shopping, texting like a mug, old hollywood movies, classic vynal album, people who are confident in themselves, huge parties, her two dogs sabrina and eliza and her cat named cat, sitting front row at a fashion show, any takeout food whatsoever, sunrises, beaches, the heat, mixed cd's , and hate shit talkers and snitches, having no plans on a friday night, when her sister gets overprotective, feeling caged in, most of her mother's new husbands, know-it-alls, schedules, alarm clocks, guys who find themselves the shit and let you know it ! is it really that hard to remember ?! but really, my pet peeves list could go on and on, i'll try and narrow it down so you don't fall asleep. i mean, clingy girls and guys and skipping cd's are just grotesque, don't you think? i'll admit i have some bad habits of my own, though; namely twirling my hair when im nervous and biting my finger nails, and my quirks include being undeniably perverted when i'm nervous, being super crazy and random at a moment's notice, and living off takeout with my sister. but i swear i'm a really chilled-out, super fun, slightly hyper, a tad bitchy, and rebellious person. i have some weaknesses, which besides chocolate are a guy with a good smile, senses of humor, sly wit, clothing at good prices, my rebellious streak. but i have great points too - in control of my life, confident, a budding fashion designer. ssh, can you keep a secret ?! of course you can; i knew i could trust you. well, don't spread this on the bathroom wall, but i'm a virgin and not many people know about it except my sister and sometimes i feel like i live in my sister's shadow oh i feel so much better now
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YOU'RE WRONG WHEN IT'S RIGHT[/color][/font]
i was born and raised in hometown but now live whereyoulive. i've had a crazy life, but i'm alright. my biological parents are holly and fred, and the people who raised me are -holly williams and dr. james golightly . i have some rascal flats too, my sibling(s): rory. i also have a great little pet, cat, the cat, sabrina, the maltipoo and eliza the great dane. yeah, i know you're jealous. i got him in the freezer aisle. but seriously, my life is important. the happiest memory of my life was probably when i first started picking up fashion designing; i know, i almost cried i was so thrilled. but then there's the worst - jeez i hate thinking about it. never knowing my dad that well. sigh, i've had a hard knock life.
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IT'S BLACK AND IT'S WHITE[/color][/font]
so i've been role playing for fourish years. i know, i'm practically a veteran. i'd consider myself to be a medium-ish roleplayer; i like playing girls or boys better. whaat, you want some proof ?! well, here you go.
kingston lay face down on his unkempt bed. his laptop, positioned just beside his head, blared one of his favorite every avenue songs. occasionally, he raised his hand and let his dark chocolate eyes peer over to the keyboard to type a response on a huge chatroom of people in the area. his attention had particularly been caught by that of kaitlyn. a blondy, preppy girl from the looks of it. not usually his type, but hey he could be dead wrong. a slow, but sure smile crept across his face as he finalized plans for the evening with her to go have clubbing adventures. it'd been at least a week or so since kingston had had a good party night, so it would be good for him to get out there, especially in the company of a totally fine lady.
he quickly got dressed into some suitable clothing, and dashed iver in front of the mirror. his blonde and dark brown hair was flying in a numerous amount of directions giving of the appearance of just having stage-dived into a mosh pit. he grinned at the hilarity of his hair, and quickly began running a brush through the mess so he would scare the living day out of kaitlyn when they met for the first time. checking his reflection once more, kingston dashed out of the door. he was so excited as soon as he got into his car he felt like he hadn't locked his apartment door. he shrugged and laughed, not caring exactly.
a few moments later he was on the road jamming to the radio and drumming his hands on the steering wheel, a strange habit he had whenever he was excited or nervous. kingston bobbed his head to the beat and adjusted his rearview mirror ever so slightly. raising his eyes to the mirror, he realized he'd passed the club. "shit." he muttered. taking a few glances around and making sure no cars were in his way he made a very sharp and very illegal u-turn. all the while he grinned and laughed. if there was one thing about kingston, he knew how to make everything fun and enjoy life. hopping out of the car moments later, kingston flashed the bouncer a toothy smile and showed his fake ID. he was only nineteen after all.
walking into the club, kingston felt an overwhelming need to dance. maybe it was the pulsating lights and loud techno music, or maybe he was just one happy kid. he looked around and aw a few people he vaguely recognized and then finally spotted the long, blonde hair of kaitlyn. he walked right over and tapped her on her shoulder as he leaned against the bar. "excuse me miss, im looking for this totally hot girl. her names kaitlyn see, and were supposed to have some fun tonight." he said grinning at her widely. waving the bartender over, he ordered some bacardi and nodded for kaitlyn to get whatever she wanted as well. "it's on me."
