Post by *XIOMARA JULIE CAESAR! on Dec 24, 2009 13:29:39 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? Xiomara Julie Caesar
So how many years have you walked this earth? Nineteen
Whats the exact date you began to breath? August 12th
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? Original
So who are your friends and whats your partake? You'll Never Know Manager
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere? Mollyanne Andrea
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This is who I am,
What do you like, love, or desire exactly?
partying, writing, reading, painting, photography, art, the outdoors, shopping, family time, her older brother, sex, raves, dancing, singing, cuddling
And you seem to hate alot, what do you dispise?
homewreckers, sappy romantic movies, gum, junk food, cartoons, grandparents, snow, being cold, being hot, suicidal people, scene kids
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us.
honest, loyal, speaks her mind, is her own person
And I know that you can be that positive, so your weak?
she's a bitch, conceited, provokes fights, obnoxious
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
Xio is one of the people you love to hate, she's always had a bitchy attitude, her whole life in fact. She's also a bitch so on top of being a bitch she's also very conceited. She believes she's the best thing around and no one has nothing on her. Of course this causes people to hate her and she'll make enemies along the way. But that's what life is about correct. To be loved and to be hated. She's a very jealous person and doesn't take kindly to those girls who steal someone she likes especially if they sleep with them. Homewreckers are a don't, she hates them more than anything. And sometimes she's your typical girl who will physically fight someone for a guy, it's a bad habit her. She's a sucker for a good fist fight. Though she's mainly a bitch she has a good side to her, for uno, she's a total sweetie to the people she's friends with. She usually gets along with the blunt and the honest.
Xiomara happens to be a very random person who speaks her mind even when her opinion isn't needed. She's not afraid of something disliking her opinion or opposing to it. She's a very opinionated young girl who enjoys letting her opinion be known. She's a very ambitious and goal orientated girl, she always has a mind set and always aims for something higher. She's never content with her life and she never will be so she always tries to make it better by doing something for herself or for someone else. Judgy, she's a judgmental person who usually judges you on your appearance and not your personality. She's loud and obnoxious to put it straight. She was born a fighter and is always ready to fight because she provokes fights a lot. If it isn't obvious she's spoiled to death by her parents. Being their only daughter they always buy her anything and everything she wants.
My past is nothing special,
[/center]Dear i'd love to know who your parents are?
carolynn caesar -- fourty-nine -- nurse -- mother
austin caesar-- fifty-- math teacher -- father
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger?
caleb caesar -- twenty-three -- bartender -- older brother
Any wild animals running around your house?
dixie -- calico -- cat
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
On a quiet evening in the centre of Toronto Ontario, Canada, Xiomara Julie Caesar was born to a young couple, Austin and Carolynn Caesar. When, she first came out of her mother's womb, she was quiet and she had to be spanked to make sure she was alive. She was never under intensive care and, was generally healthy. She wasn't always the loudest kid on the block at, one point in her life she was almost mute. She was very quiet and barely cried, unless she was hungry or tired. She did have emotions to her though’ she would giggle or babble, occasionally. People liked to hold her and pick her up though, she kind of thought otherwise.
They always got the nicest gifts and the nicest clothing. Xiomara had always had a pink bow in her head because, as a baby she didn't have much hair. And, it helped people identify between the two. She liked attention but, she never cried for it or asked for it. Her parents had always thought, she was going to grow up to be a very quiet girl. They always thought of Xiomara as their little angel and, they adored her. Though, she wasn't always awake they would take her to the mall. And, sometimes she wouldn't make a peep or sound. She was always sleeping and people liked to hold her though, she objected when she was asleep.
Carolynn was almost thrilled to know that she learned fast with colours. But, little did she know that potty-training her would be the hardest thing. She didn't learn how to walk for awhile because, she would always try and fall flat on her face. Which; made her sit down and refuse to even try to walk. Eventually, she tried but, still didn't succeed. Though, she kept trying on her own time and learned within a year. It took forever for Carolynn to potty train her because she was a bit stubborn and refused to go potty in a baby potty. Though, she did learn and which made her mom proud. Xiomara wasn't always the easiest to teach and refused to learn a few times.
During, kindergarten she wasn't the friendliest person and, isolate herself from the other kids. She didn't like to share her toys and would, play with the same toy all day so no one else could play. I guess it got so bad, that the kindergarten teacher and her helper called, her parents. They had one of those parent-teacher conferences but, she was too young to understand what they were talking about. Eventually, she made some friends and started to share. Though, she couldn't write she would try, but it was just squiggly mess. And, her awkward drawings that no one but, she could understand. She was too young to tell them about, the story behind her drawings.
During her middle school years, she took in interest in starring in the school plays. And, singing, she loved to sing for certain reasons and though, she is interested in photography. Though, she couldn't take any classes for it because, she had to be in high school to be able to take those courses. So, she just stuck to art class so, she could learn how to draw and be prepared, for photography. Her favourite year of middle school had to be eighth grade because; the eighth graders practically ruled the school. And, she loved being on top of the food chain for once. Though, she didn't get the grades she wanted. She still passed middle school without a problem but, almost had to attend summer school.
The summer towards her freshmen year in high school, they moved to Denver, they didn't give a reason but, they moved. Xiomara fell bulimic, she couldn't keep her food in and it would never stay to the bottom. She thought, she could eliminate this by becoming a vegan but, little did she know it didn't work. She hated throwing up and, she was always hungry. She has a high metabolism which, means she can eat all she wants but, won't gain much weight. And, besides the fact that she is bulimic. She wasn't forced into bulimia and, didn't know how it happened but, it had and there was nothing she could do about it. So, she would relapse back into her bulimia and get rid of everything she had in her stomach. After, she relapses she is always hungry and her stomach feels empty. Before tenth grade she got over her predicament.
During, tenth grade she took photography and theatre because, she is hell of a good actor. One night after, homecoming she went to a party. Of course, they had drinks and, she had a few but, she never got drunk. She met this very interesting guy at the party and eventually they began dating. After, a couple of months of dating, they had sex and of course, he was unprotected. For a few weeks, she thought she was pregnant and went to an actual doctor to find out if she was or not. Luckily, for her she wasn't and they continued dating and, everything went back to normal. He led her into her smoking and drinking habits and, so she can stay away from the drinking. But, occasionally she will have some liquor, or a smoke.
As, eleventh grade closed to an end, she became more rebellious and started to be an outcast to make her parents have some excitement in, their boring lives that Xiomara could stand. Her parents still think, she is the angel she was always. But, they personally don't know about her virginity and, her alcohol and smoking. Though, she did have a hang over one morning and, they still didn't know about it. That shows how much they pay attention to their daughter. Though, it has been almost four years since, she became bulimic, she is still bulimic and hates it. She doesn't throw up every meal just, whatever her body wants her to keep in or not. Xiomara has officially been living in Denver, for four years and somewhat happy she left Canada and, somewhat sad. But, she loved Toronto, though it was really cold. She never really understood it but, she liked it.
Now, that she has officially graduated from her senior year. She is looking for something that will make people remember her. For the first time in her life, she wants to be noticed for something else. Though, she may be the loudest and most obnoxious person you will ever meet. She is still that vegan that you always known and, plans to never go back and eat meat again. The smell of meat really makes her stomach queasy and, she has to remind her parents that she is a vegan. But, that doesn't change dinner for anyone else, just her. Though, when Xiomara is depressed she does cut herself with a switch blade. But, she is rarely depressed but, when she gets overly depressed then she does, end up cutting herself.
Sae is still smoking and drinking occasionally. But, she would have never started if it wasn't for her ex-boyfriend, Dallas. Who she has no idea where he is now. But, maybe one day she will find him one day and, they could be friends, like they used to be. But, who knows he could be in Switzerland for, all she knows. Xiomara has made a lifelong goal to travel all around the world, and Italy where her ancestors and grandparents were from. She is probably one of the happiest people you will ever meet, she is glad her life is the way it is. But, she wouldn't change one thing about her life. She likes herself just the way she is. She doesn't need anyone else to tell her that she has a pretty good life, compared to some. Now she’s the manager for the band You’ll Never Know and quite content with her job.
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Who are you exactly,
[/size][/font][/center]And so who are you really? Stephanie
So your how old again? Seventeen
You've been roleplaying for how long? 1
How many other characters do you have? None
What would you like your member title to be? member title desired
Oh! whats the secret password love? read the rules
Hm... anything else I should know? Canada is where the moose are..
The white light from the moon shone through his room, it wasn’t that late. It was about eight in the evening, he wasn’t positive considering he wasn’t looking at a clock. The boy’s eyes shifted around his room as he sat on his bed. He had nothing to do, nobody to see or maybe he did but, he couldn’t remember. The nineteen year old shifted uncomfortably on his bed as he pondered on what he wanted to do. There were about a million possibilities or things he could do. His first option was go to the club or some random party; he’d most likely get drunk or something. Which he didn’t feel like doing because, he didn’t trust most people and if he trusted you it was a big thing. He stood up and began to walk over to his closet and searched for the clothes he wanted to wear. Callum had too many clothes but, you can never have too many clothes, well that’s what he thought. The boy grabbed a few simple clothes, nothing out of the ordinary or anything. He grabbed some underclothing out of his drawers and carried all of it together to his bathroom. He closed the door behind him and turned the water on all the way to the left and waited for it to warm up. He began to remove his clothes as he waited for the water to heat up. He stuck his hand into the water and then pulled the shower thing. Callum stepped into the shower; he took about ten minutes in the shower. He had a lot of things to wash, including his hair. Most guys liked to smell like axe or whatever those commercials were advertising with girls chasing after them. Unlike many, Callum liked to smell like mangoes or some kind of fruit. But, at the time he did indeed smell like mangoes, his hair and his body smelled like mangoes.
Stepping out of the shower and it was actually hot since, he had like the water on the farthest it could go, heat wise. He dried himself off and changed into his clothes and fixed his hair. He blow dried his dry; he didn’t like walking out of his place with his hair wet. Unless, he had to be out of the house like if it would cause serious damage to his reputation or something. That was like the only time he ever let his hair air dry, ever. Callum laced on his shoes and grabbed his sidekick and put into his back pocket along with his wallet. He would need that to where he would be going and everything. He didn’t know exactly what he wanted to go see but, he would arrive and see what happened. Usually when he did that, he ended up like an hour or two early or late. He stepped out of his door and ran to the stairs, then he slid down the stairs, sure he had to keep turning and everything but it was fun. Eventually, he made it to the lobby and he acted all calm, like he had not just been running and sliding down the railing. He let out a small sigh as he walked out the front door and into the parking lot. He unlocked his car and rolled all the windows down and blasted the song, My Black Dahlia by Hollywood Undead. Sure, he got weird stares and just about everyone was annoyed that he was playing it so loud. He could tell this because; they would either roll up their windows or give him like death stares. Like, he cared what they thought about him, he was rocking out and he wasn’t going to be courteous.
The parking lot was pretty much full but, he found a parking place near the entrance. Callum liked going to the movie theatre at night, mostly because all the little kids were gone. And, they wouldn’t ask about him wearing ‘girl jeans’ and everything. He got that from every little kid, they didn’t directly ask him. But, they would tug on their mother or father and ask them the question, as if he couldn’t hear them. Callum was somewhat mature in some ways and he let it go, he wasn’t going to like get in an argument with some child. He was semi famous and anything would most likely be placed on the television or the magazines or something. So, he just let those things go besides, they didn’t get to him that much. Yes, they got old but they didn’t bother him anymore. He locked his car and walked into the movie theatre. He looked up at that big board to see what was on and everything. He noticed High School Musical was there, he hadn’t heard much about it but, it seemed like it would suck. I mean, it was from Disney Channel and he happened to not, watch one of their shows. Callum ran a slow hand through his hair, as he played with his snakebites which at the moment where studs. He hated going to the movie theatres and not knowing what he wanted to see. He didn’t know why he couldn’t have just checked Hollywood.com before he left. It just didn’t occur to him at the moment, considering he was lost in a swarm of thoughts about various things.
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