Post by *MERCEDES NOELLE ROUSSEAU! on Dec 21, 2009 19:19:30 GMT -5
And yes my name is,
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even if this chemistry's catastrophe;
i don't give a fuck, i don't give a fuck.
if you want a taste, then take a bite,
right out of me; i don't give a fuck[/size][/color][/center]
It will all fall into place,
And I just have to know, who are you? mercedes noelle rousseau
So how many years have you walked this earth? eighteen
Whats the exact date you began to breath? april tenth
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? saints and sinners - - second guitar
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere? sar bennet
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This is who I am,
What do you like, love, or desire exactly?
- playing guitar
- loud music
- alcohol
- parties
- sex
- smoking
- adrenaline rushes
- night
- joking around
- drawing
And you seem to hate alot, what do you dispise?
- hangovers
- being rejected
- being told what to do
- people taking life too seriously
- guns
- being sick
- being underage
- awkward silences
- showing her weaker side
- clingy people
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us.
- independent
- honest
- sneaky
- emotionally strong
And I know that you can be that positive, so your weak?
- reckless
- alcohol
- sex
- her mother
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
reckless - pretty much, mercedes doesn't care about being respectful, and she'll do whatever she wants, assuming there won't really be any consequences. she's not one to carefully approach a situation; instead, she just jumps straight into it. she doesn't handle responsibility well, except for in means of the band. the bands one of the only things where she has enough dedication to handle responsibility, but besides that, she isn't one to count on.
blunt - if mercedes wants to know something, she wants to know, and she has no issue being blunt about it. she doesn't think much before she speaks, so sometimes things can come out sort of harsh, but she won't take it back. mercedes is also an extremely honest person, and isn't afraid to share her opinion.
honest - like stated above, mercedes is an extremely honest person, not caring if it hurts someone or not. mercedes wishes people would always be honest with her, which is why she is honest with others. of course, her honesty only goes to an extent. if someone wants to know her opinion on something, she'll let them know, but if they're wanting her to be honest about her feelings, she probably won't be. she can't stand the thought of people knowing her weaker and sensitive side.
bitchy - seeing as she isn't afraid to share her opinions, she can come off as sort of a bitch. instead of hiding her opinions like most, she openly shares them, not caring who hears what she has to say. if her opinion hurts someone, she figures that they need to loosen up and get over it. if she's angry, she tends to be a bit snappy, and tends to insult people.
independent - mercedes parents weren't really around in her life, so she learned how to take care of herself. she knows she is a strong person, and doesn't like when people believe she can't do things on her own. she gets done what she gets done, and can do it fine by herself, not wanting to ask anyone else for help.
party animal - mercedes loves to go out and have fun, and for her, there is no better place than a party. mercedes loves smoking, whether it's cigarettes or weed, and loves the way her mind loosens when she drinks. she parties hard; often to the point where her party can't take it anymore and just shuts down. she doesn't care though; she loves having fun, and that's just the way she does it.
grateful - though she seems like someone who takes everything she has for granted, she's actually extremely gratedully for everything in her life. her band, friends, fans, all the opportunities she's been given. she is unsure of where she would be without it, and loves taking the opportunity to thank those that have given her the chance. she always does her best to meet any fans, and always there for her band mates, no matter what.
My past is nothing special,
[/center]Dear i'd love to know who your parents are?
michelle rose daniels -- thirty five -- waitress
ryan michael rosseau -- thirty six -- factory worker
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger?
n/a
Any wild animals running around your house?
n/a
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
Mercedes parents, Michelle and Ryan, started dating when Michelle was a freshman, and Ryan was a sophomore. Ryans main intentions for going out with Michelle was to use her for sex, while Michelle was just one of those girls looking for true love. The two were dating for two years, and while Michelles intentions stayed the same, Ryans changed as he slowly started to fall in love with Michelle. This may sound like a story of the beginning of two high school sweet-hearts, but that wasn't the case. When Michelle was a junior, and Ryan a senior, the two finally ended up having sex after a drunk night out partying. There were no regrets at first, until a few months later when Michelle found out she was pregnant. Though the two were scared at first, they thought it would be best to carry through with the birth. First, though, they decided to get married, wanting everything to go in a normal manner. After a few months of planning, the two got married, while Michelle was six months pregnant. It didn't seem like long after until Michelle was rushed to the hospital, giving birth to Mercedes.
Once Mercedes and her mother got home from the hospital, they went to Michelles house, seeing as both Michelle and Ryan still lived with their parents. Though both sets of parents were upset with their children having a kid so young, they got over it, happy to have a grandchild. Both Michelle and Ryan stayed in school, letting their parents watch Mercedes while they were out. Things stayed pretty solid with their relationship, and they were having no money issues, due to the fact that both of their parents were the ones paying for everything Mercedes needed. After Ryan graduated, he got a job, wanting to start saving up some money for when they were finally able to start supporting their own child, forcing their parents to continue watching young Mercedes while Ryan worked and Michelle finished off her senior year of school. After Michelle graduated, her parents straight up told her that she needed to leave their house, seeing as they were done watching her child. Michelle, hurt and confused, went to Ryans house, who parents pretty much restated the same thing. After negotiating, they allowed her to stay for a week, while her and Ryan searched for a home. Finally, they found a two-bedroom apartment, renting it out and moving in.
Once they moved into the apartment, they realized how hard things were going to be. Michelle was unable to get a job, seeing as there was no one to watch Mercedes. Pretty much, Michelle had to stay up all night and day with Mercedes, only getting to sleep for a few hours right after Ryan got home. They were extremely tight on money, having to live on the bare minimum. Also, they had no time for each other, putting a huge strain on their relationship. As the years went on, their relationship became more and more strained. They were at the point where they couldn't stand each other, only staying with each other because Ryan knew there was no way for Mercedes or Michelle to survive. Finally, Michelle got a hold of some old friends, who started to watch Mercedes, so she could go out and find a job. Finally, by the time Mercedes was six years old, the two had enough money to support themselves, and they separated, making the agreement that Michelle got Mercedes on the weekdays, while Ryan had the weekends.
Though Michelle and Ryan were now single, Michelle was still crazy over him, wishing things were different. Slowly, she started putting the blame on Mercedes, yelling and beating her, telling her that she was a mistake and how she had ruined everything. Seeing as she was so young, she was confused at what was going on, only wanting the love of her mom. The beating slowly started to get worse and worse, and it was finally discovered that she was being abused when she was eight years old, due to when she came to school with a huge cut across her forehead. After going to court, Mercedes father got complete custody of her, and Mercedes went and moved into his apartment. Unlike her mother, Ryan didn't put blame on her, but he was also completely over his relationship with Michelle. Ryan cared a lot for Mercedes, but he got so busy with work, that he wasn't really there to help her much. She was by herself for the most part, having to face any issues she had by herself. In a way, she never really learned wrong from right.
Mercedes was always the fighter in class, getting in trouble by teachers often. Her father was worried, but too busy with his work to really fulfill any real punishment. Instead, she continued her life, getting away with things, never receiving any consequences. Things started to change in high school, though, seeing as people weren't going to stand around and take her crap. She got in fights often for the things she said, but she didn't care. She did get severely hurt a few times, but nothing that she couldn't heal from. Unsure of what to do, Ryan bought his daughter a guitar and got her lessons, hoping that writing music would help her with her issues. Mercedes got very into playing, and did get in less fights, but it didn't really change much. She hung out with the few friends she had; the majority of them big into music like she was. It wasn't long until her and her friends started their band, Saints and Sinners. Things were going good for them, and once they got signed to their current record label, they knew things were going to just get better. Of course, the label forced them to move from Australia to New York. Mercedes didn't mind though; she was glad to have the opportunity to get away. Once she was eighteen and graduated from high school, she moved to the U.S. with the rest of her band.[/size][/color]
Who are you exactly,
[/size][/font][/center]And so who are you really? angie
So your how old again? fifteen
You've been roleplaying for how long? three
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? none.
Hm... anything else I should know? so....
Though it had been a couple minuets since Peyton had teased her by lightly brushing her lips against her own, she was still upset about it. Sure, she knew that Peyton was a tease. In fact, she was generally used to it, but a small part of her figured that, seeing as how they hadn’t seen each other in a while, things would be a little different. Maybe that’s why she felt so disappointed about it. It was time like these where she wished she was more dominant. Sure, she wasn’t one of those girls who made their partner do all the work. In fact, she hated when people did that, but she didn’t want to seem to desperate. After all, they were only supposed to be friends with benefits. It was all just supposed to be sex for the fun of it. Then why is it feeling like more? That was the thought that strongly made its way into her head, but she quickly pushed it out. She was really starting to get annoyed by these thoughts. It seemed like she was starting to be one of those girls that couldn’t have sex without attaching strings, which was not what she wanted. She just wanted to enjoy the feeling, without seeming possessive or clingy.
Of course, she figured that it would be best to just keep those thoughts out of her mind. She had come here to party, right? Which was what she planned to do. As she played with Peyton’s hair, she was amazed at how soft it was. She wondered what type of shampoo she used, but listened to her whisper in her ear, rather seductively. A small, mischievous smile came to Mercedes lips. She knew Peyton didn’t have to worry about any guy taking her because, just like her, Mercedes wanted Peyton to herself also. Of course, Peyton’s seductive tone made her want her even more. For Mercedes, every time she was with Peyton, she instantly became horny, making it hard for her to control herself. She defiantly wouldn’t mind if her and Peyton left right there. Mercedes had plenty of things that she could have replied back, but decided against it, seeing as she figured it would be easier if she just let the mood settle. When Peyton claimed she looked rather sexy herself, she smiled, and said. ”I’m glad you approve, cause this outfit’s just for you.” She chuckled a little at how lame it sounded, mainly because of how it rhymed. She didn’t care though, she was ready to enjoy herself.
As Mercedes lead the two to the bar, she continued to notice more and more people watching them. What were they expecting, some performance? She had no issue with PDA or anything, but sometimes she wished that people would mind their own business instead spreading rumors. All that lead to was drama, which was one thing Mercedes couldn’t stand. Just take your mind off them she thought to herself. Instead, she tried to pick a number of drinks to consume at the club. If there was one thing Mercedes had issues with, it was drunk drivers. She never got how people could endanger so many life’s by doing something so careless. That was something she would never do. She wasn’t sure if Peyton would want to limit herself, seeing as she just got home, and was sure to want to party it up. Then again, Mercedes did too. That’s when she thought of an idea of a taxi. She defiantly had enough money for one, so if things got bad enough, she’d just make sure to find one.
Mercedes had been so lost in thought that she barely noticed when they got to the bar. What she did notice though, was people still looking at them. Of course, she soon found out that Peyton also noticed. When she claimed that they should really show them something, she cocked an eyebrow and a small smirk formed on her face, curious on what she had in mind. It didn’t take long for her to find out, seeing as right after, Peyton wrapped her arms around Mercedes waist and leaned in, finally kissing her. Mercedes wasn’t sure what the feeling was that washed through her the moment they’re lips touched, but it felt like something between a wave of relief and a wave of complete pleasure. Whatever the feeling was, she enjoyed it, which would explain why she forcefully pressed her lips back in response, moving her arms up and wrapping them behind Peyton’s neck. She couldn’t describe how nice it felt to be able to kiss her again. Of course, she wasn’t sure how long Peyton would go on with it, seeing as they were in a public venue. Then again, there was always the chance Peyton would go farther then she would. She wasn’t sure, but she was curious to find out. Instead of standing their kissing, she walked a couple steps back, pushing Peyton a little against the bar, trying to find a way to bring their bodies closer. Part of her wondered if she was hurting Peytons back, but the majority of her was imagining things the two girls could too. These two thoughts completely blocked out the rest of the noises that were occurring around them, which was mainly music and people talking about them.
Of course, she figured that it would be best to just keep those thoughts out of her mind. She had come here to party, right? Which was what she planned to do. As she played with Peyton’s hair, she was amazed at how soft it was. She wondered what type of shampoo she used, but listened to her whisper in her ear, rather seductively. A small, mischievous smile came to Mercedes lips. She knew Peyton didn’t have to worry about any guy taking her because, just like her, Mercedes wanted Peyton to herself also. Of course, Peyton’s seductive tone made her want her even more. For Mercedes, every time she was with Peyton, she instantly became horny, making it hard for her to control herself. She defiantly wouldn’t mind if her and Peyton left right there. Mercedes had plenty of things that she could have replied back, but decided against it, seeing as she figured it would be easier if she just let the mood settle. When Peyton claimed she looked rather sexy herself, she smiled, and said. ”I’m glad you approve, cause this outfit’s just for you.” She chuckled a little at how lame it sounded, mainly because of how it rhymed. She didn’t care though, she was ready to enjoy herself.
As Mercedes lead the two to the bar, she continued to notice more and more people watching them. What were they expecting, some performance? She had no issue with PDA or anything, but sometimes she wished that people would mind their own business instead spreading rumors. All that lead to was drama, which was one thing Mercedes couldn’t stand. Just take your mind off them she thought to herself. Instead, she tried to pick a number of drinks to consume at the club. If there was one thing Mercedes had issues with, it was drunk drivers. She never got how people could endanger so many life’s by doing something so careless. That was something she would never do. She wasn’t sure if Peyton would want to limit herself, seeing as she just got home, and was sure to want to party it up. Then again, Mercedes did too. That’s when she thought of an idea of a taxi. She defiantly had enough money for one, so if things got bad enough, she’d just make sure to find one.
Mercedes had been so lost in thought that she barely noticed when they got to the bar. What she did notice though, was people still looking at them. Of course, she soon found out that Peyton also noticed. When she claimed that they should really show them something, she cocked an eyebrow and a small smirk formed on her face, curious on what she had in mind. It didn’t take long for her to find out, seeing as right after, Peyton wrapped her arms around Mercedes waist and leaned in, finally kissing her. Mercedes wasn’t sure what the feeling was that washed through her the moment they’re lips touched, but it felt like something between a wave of relief and a wave of complete pleasure. Whatever the feeling was, she enjoyed it, which would explain why she forcefully pressed her lips back in response, moving her arms up and wrapping them behind Peyton’s neck. She couldn’t describe how nice it felt to be able to kiss her again. Of course, she wasn’t sure how long Peyton would go on with it, seeing as they were in a public venue. Then again, there was always the chance Peyton would go farther then she would. She wasn’t sure, but she was curious to find out. Instead of standing their kissing, she walked a couple steps back, pushing Peyton a little against the bar, trying to find a way to bring their bodies closer. Part of her wondered if she was hurting Peytons back, but the majority of her was imagining things the two girls could too. These two thoughts completely blocked out the rest of the noises that were occurring around them, which was mainly music and people talking about them.
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