Post by sarah on Sept 21, 2011 2:31:23 GMT -5
( MCKENNA KAI CARSON )
( twenty , against the code & rhythm guitar/unclean vocals , sierra kusterbeck , straight)
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But hey, she's fine. She's moved on. At least that's what she tells people. Secretly she still cries herself to sleep and has nightmares of his face. She's too proud to say she's hurt and only a select few know the truth or are able to get it out of her. We all have skeletons in our closet.
She's extremely passionate about her music and pours her heart and soul into it. She knows she has a lot of haters and people who think she doesn't belong because she's female. She lives to prove them wrong, and to prove the fans right. They're the ones that matter, anyway.
Her sarcasm is very strong, and some people, especially media, have a hard time detecting when she is being sarcastic or a smartass for good fun. It's all amusing to her, but she doesn't realize that sometimes she comes off as bitter or a bitch.
She's extremely energetic and hyper. She can come off extremely flirty, as well, and loves to cuddle with basically anyone who's willing. It's something that always comforts her, especially when she feels lonely or is thinking of him.
call her ken, kenna, kai.
loves cuddling, cute things, boy clothes, big hair, piercings, tattoos, energy drinks, crowdsurfing, music, writing, chocolate, snocones, boots, dancing, alcohol, stuffed animals, kittens, strange accessories, the feeling of your feet in the sand, picking scabs, pranks, pressing peoples buttons, pillows, cold showers, band merch, thunderstorms, mudding, anything that gives adrenaline, dares
despises whiny girls, sneezing, being yelled at, dresses, heels, breaking guitar strings, sweating, exercising, spiders, driving at night, snitches, prudes, the sound of a fork scratching against a plate, tea, arrogance, haters, one night stands (feels guilty the next day), hangovers, talking on the phone, blood, low ceiling venues
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EXPERIENCE about 7/8 years characters, 3/4 as staff.
CONTACT pms will be checked frequently c:
OTHER CHARACTERS none to date.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
The leaves crumbled beneath her feet with every step. The world was silent, fast asleep as she paced on. She could feel her heart rate rising, pounding harder in her chest with every passing moment. Seconds seemed like hours, and she had been walking for what seemed like an eternity. At last, she reached the split in the path. The tell tale sign that she was nearing where she needed to be. She decided to break for a moment, resting the weight of her body against a large oak tree that was to the left of her. She tilted her head back slowly, her eyes drifting towards the night sky, and she found herself subconsciously beginning to count the stars. It was strange, but things like that seemed to relax her in stressful situations.
After a few moments, she felt her breathing return to normal. She exhaled deeply, trying to let go of all the tension that was boiling in her blood. She stood up straight again, pacing back and forth for a moment as she internally debated with herself if she wanted to proceed. Running her hand through her hair, which had grown knotted and frizzed, she encouraged herself to continue. She knew it was necessary, and she must never turn back. She felt the tears welt up in her eyes and blinked several times to force them back. Once she felt she had a grip on her emotions again, she began to press on. Again, the crumbling of the leaves beneath her feet was her focus. Counting her steps seemed to make time pass a tad bit quicker. You'll be there before you know it. She mentally coached herself as she wiped a bead of sweat from her forehead.
Suddenly, she felt the feeling of her phone vibrating in her front pocket. She stopped reluctantly, sighing deeply as she fiddled in her skin tight pants to try to pull it out. After successfully removing her phone from her pocket, her eyes met the screen, realizing it was of course, her brother, who had to be on to her by now. She bit her lip, hesitating on if she should answer or not, and before she could make her decision, the phone connected the call to voicemail. Her shoulders dropped as if she were relieved, and she pressed down on the power button to shut the phone off. She knew it would only create problems, and that was something she simply couldn't have right now.
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