Post by *MOLLY ALYCE DANVERS! on Dec 24, 2009 4:04:15 GMT -5
And yes my name is,
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It will all fall into place,
And I just have to know, who are you? molly alyce danvers
So how many years have you walked this earth? nineteen
Whats the exact date you began to breath? march 22, 1990
Curiosity isn't a burden, whats your sexuality? straight
Hm... I can pin point it but what sex are you? female
Woah! So how did your character come to be? canon
So who are your friends and whats your partake? vocalist for a witness.
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere? hayley williams
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This is who I am,
What do you like, love, or desire exactly?
music, iggy pop, cupcakes, neon, books, velvet goldmine, david bowie, video games, photography, star wars, video games, bright colored shirts, plain glitter, her middle name, modular synthesizers!, sleeping
And you seem to hate alot, what do you dispise?
drama, sluttiness, posers, tripping, pop-punk, scene kids, straight edge kids, batteries dying, narrow-mindedness
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us.
singing WELL, joking, staying up late, reading a book in under two days
And I know that you can be that positive, so your weak?
sugar, obsessive moments, moving around LOTS, singing to everything
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
overall, molly could possibly be the nicest person you've ever met. immature would be a bit far- but fun loving would be perfect. the need to be serious or just...sit, comes rarely, all she needs is herself and a lot of room. some people think it's all fake, a way to hide a nasty personality, but nope. it's just molly doing her thing, and don't plan on stopping it. you could say someone so sincere would be easily manipulatable, the exact case with molly. innocence is still her best friend and sometimes is clouds her judgement. sure, she's learned from the whole band experience, but a few missteps here and there always lead to more information.
molly is also pretty clumsy, it's actually a miracle she hasn't fallen on her face like an idiot on stage. maybe the force is always with her, god knows. luck? probably not, yet another lacking factor. some people could label her as the nerd, sure. it's not very far fetched- she isn't stupid and has always been a Jedi inside, her love for star wars remains under control though. but the biggest part is molly doesn't give a fuck. none of it really matters; she's just here to live out the life so many others she admired never did.
My past is nothing special,
[/color][/size][/center]Dear i'd love to know who your parents are?
joy elisabeth hendrix -- forty-six -- teacher -- close relationship
roger elliot danvers -- forty-eight -- contractor -- distant relationship
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger?
raine sara danvers -- seventeen -- student -- close relationship
Any wild animals running around your house?
N/A
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
molly's exsistence was, and still is an average one. two parents, one sibling, a nice home. it really all went well. molly was a bit early though, mom had her at the lovely age of twenty seven, probably not the best decision of her life. the young joy tried to take care of molly as best she could, while keeping up with her marriage and eventually their second kid- raine in 1992. maybe that was why when molly was seven, her sister five- mom and dad called it quits and ended the ever so faithful relationship. or, so she thought. the time eventually came when it all set in, but it didn't hurt her as much as it would a 'normal' kid per say, the relationship molly retained with her father was rather unremarkable and life was almost the same with him outside of the house. of course her mom was concerned, there was a possiblity she was rebelling. highly unlikely. once she got that through her mom's head, things were okay, calm waters. for once. luck was never on her side, she should have seen the split coming.
when the teenage years started rolling around their mom had secured a teaching job, which was enough to pay the bills. luckily. it really wasn't all bad aside from the ocassional few times dad came in uninvited. it was hard to say what mom did when that happened, but all the yelling basically gave it away. that didn't stop molly from suceeding in school and finding something she was good at, such a thing being singing, and by sixteen the various phases were over, molly knew by then that she was the kid with the condiment-colored-hair. and it worked for her.
but also by then mommy dearest had decided that it was a good time to realize why she was now ms. hendrix, not danvers. to put it simply, a certain man wasn't faithful and it caused some friction. what a surprise that was. it only made the relationship between molly and her dad even more isolated, no one really even cared. by this time the band was already churning along, a slight apprehension from mom and total disapproval from the stiff dad. it didn't matter, fuck that. things were going great and still are, look at everything now. it can only get better, as a great person once said. and it did. god knew how they got here, it was great. to this day molly is just convinced it's cause of kurt cobain or something, but probably not. the luck just went her way for once, it was nice.[/size][/color]
Who are you exactly,
[/size][/font][/center]And so who are you really? rachel, the dinosaur you freaking dream about.
So your how old again? fourteen~
You've been roleplaying for how long? 2 years.
How many other characters do you have? nohh.
What would you like your member title to be? SURViVALiSM.
Oh! whats the secret password love? TRICK QUESTION THERE IS NONE >.>
Hm... anything else I should know? uh, star wars is epic :D
"and that is why I have no idea how high my blood
alcohol level is." Riley finally finished drawling about his tendency to get drunk awfully easily to a crowd of no one, at least no one who wasn't stoned, or wasted or whatever. Yet somehow he still did it with some strange grace in speech which perplexed him. It always did. He liked to assume this was because being smart was just in him. Maybe that was getting too cocky. He had no idea, whatever came to mind he blurted out, now was no time to think. He was living in the moment, even more so than usual.
No time for ponderings when you were a few drinks away from passing out. Damn.
Another miracle was how he still retained his virginity, but we shouldn't go there. It could have been long gone years ago but who cared. Riley flicked the lighter towards the cancer stick which he oh-so-smoothly slid between his lips. He had no idea when he started smoking. Probably sometime in highschool. Maybe it really was that addicting. Yet another thing he had no time to think about, or the mental capacity for that matter. It was all giving him a headache, probably some strange warning that he would, no doubt be hungover tomorrow.
He rubbed his forehead, god knew where the rest of them were. At the present there were way too many people for Riley to even remotely feel like looking for them. Without killing himself. So it was really just lucky that he managed to fuzzily notice Jayden somewhere, and before blabbing about something stupid he stopped himself and managed to put one foot in front of the other and make his way toward him, cautiously avoiding anyone with liqour. Which went both ways, when various people has plenty and wanted you to help them finish it. He had done this enough tonight. He thought. "jaydeeen. " He practically groaned as he removed the cigarette. Riley wondered if he was as much of a goner as he was. "I think." He lost his train of thought momentarily and continued. "I think, I am drunk." Where the hell did that come from? Not only was it obvious, but he was being an idiot. He bit his lip before taking the lighter out again and staring at it. This wasn't a good sign. Definetly wasted. Oh well, no use dwelling on such trifiling matters...
And then Riley remembered they had a band. Yeah. Other people. "so where is
everyone anyway. i can't seem to find them." He shrugged. They could be anywhere, the last he saw Harley he was an effing mess.
alcohol level is." Riley finally finished drawling about his tendency to get drunk awfully easily to a crowd of no one, at least no one who wasn't stoned, or wasted or whatever. Yet somehow he still did it with some strange grace in speech which perplexed him. It always did. He liked to assume this was because being smart was just in him. Maybe that was getting too cocky. He had no idea, whatever came to mind he blurted out, now was no time to think. He was living in the moment, even more so than usual.
No time for ponderings when you were a few drinks away from passing out. Damn.
Another miracle was how he still retained his virginity, but we shouldn't go there. It could have been long gone years ago but who cared. Riley flicked the lighter towards the cancer stick which he oh-so-smoothly slid between his lips. He had no idea when he started smoking. Probably sometime in highschool. Maybe it really was that addicting. Yet another thing he had no time to think about, or the mental capacity for that matter. It was all giving him a headache, probably some strange warning that he would, no doubt be hungover tomorrow.
He rubbed his forehead, god knew where the rest of them were. At the present there were way too many people for Riley to even remotely feel like looking for them. Without killing himself. So it was really just lucky that he managed to fuzzily notice Jayden somewhere, and before blabbing about something stupid he stopped himself and managed to put one foot in front of the other and make his way toward him, cautiously avoiding anyone with liqour. Which went both ways, when various people has plenty and wanted you to help them finish it. He had done this enough tonight. He thought. "jaydeeen. " He practically groaned as he removed the cigarette. Riley wondered if he was as much of a goner as he was. "I think." He lost his train of thought momentarily and continued. "I think, I am drunk." Where the hell did that come from? Not only was it obvious, but he was being an idiot. He bit his lip before taking the lighter out again and staring at it. This wasn't a good sign. Definetly wasted. Oh well, no use dwelling on such trifiling matters...
And then Riley remembered they had a band. Yeah. Other people. "so where is
everyone anyway. i can't seem to find them." He shrugged. They could be anywhere, the last he saw Harley he was an effing mess.
Oh The Credits!
