LIVINGSTON, serenity

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[posted by serenity]

*serenitygracelivingstion!


}.i will follow you into the dark.~

*whoyoucontrol!

full name: serenity grace livingston
nicknames: serenity or grace
age: 20
birth date: feb 28, 1991
sign: pisces
grade: senior
canon or original: original

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*lookscankill!

hair: my hair is a carmel brown that flows down my back. it is smooth and easy to pull your fingers threw. i usually pull it up in a pony tail so that it won't get in my way. everyone that i know loves my hair, but i hate it. i like the short black hair you see on models or actresses. but hey we can't get what we want all the time.
eyes: i have deep brown eyes with a forest green around the outside. black pupils, like most people, and full thick eye lashes. i don't need mascara cause they are full enough. my eyes are large and almond shaped. i love my eyes, one of the few things i like about myself.
nose: my nose is short and rounded. the nostrils are small and oval, it isn't to wide nor to slim. just right. it is straight not curved like some peoples, and it stops just above my lips.
lips: i have the largest lips you may every see, they are full and talkative. they are not wide, just fitting under my nose and not going off the sides of my face. i usually put clear gloss on them to make them look shiny and thiner.
complexion: my skin is fair but not tan. i don't tan easily but i do get horrible rashes when a cat rubs on me. my skin is tight on my body, not hanging off like some older women. i don't get acne easy either, that's another thing about myself that i like.
body: i have a slim, waist and smallish breasts. i eat a lot and not gain a pound, i have long slim legs and strong arms. you get a lot of strength on a ranch you know.
distinguishing features: i have a dark mole above my upper lip, kinda like that one actress, marlyn monroe.
style: i like plaid button up shirts and straight legged, blue jeans. black or brown pointed toe boots and a straw hat over my hair.
play by: demi lovato

*removethatmask!

likes:
- sunsets
- silk
- silver jewelry
- listeners
- riding
- reading
- writing
dislikes:
- gold jewelry
- cats
- broken bones
- annoying people
- not finishing a book
- short nails
- dark
strengths:
- writing
- riding
- talking
- come backs
- handling kids
weaknesses:
- math
- rude people
- misbehaving kids
- allergies
fears:
- darkness
- alone
- death
- without love
goals:
- win a horse show
- find true love
- finish a book
secrets:
- never had first kiss
- hate kids
- loves attention from men
general personality:
I hate kids, thats the first on my list. I can't stand little kids running around making noise. But for some reason kids looove me. I also have a bad temper. I just can't control it, but sometimes I can calm down if a close friends helps me to. Many things and people make me upset, mostly annoying people that can't shut up and kids of course. I like my peace and quiet when I want it. Usually when I get upset or in a bad mood I snap at everyone that gets to close, the only way, usually for me to get make to normal is for me to go on a ride alone with my favorite horse. That helps me a lot.
I am really flirtatious if I must say so. I like getting attention from guys and I like to get what I want, like I have said before. I can get carried away with my flirting but the guys usually never care and I never catch myself . But I never went to far, and never had my first kiss cause I just can't find that right guy for it. I had many times in my life that I could have my first kiss, but I want my first kiss to be with the man I marry.
Normally, I am the girl that wants to get out first and finish first. I love to have fun and act my normal crazy self. I love racing horses and thats what I do for my life. I like to talk a lot to, when I am serious and calmed down I love to talk about my feelings, let it all out. Usually I talk to a best girl friend, some one that will understand me. And what I am saying. I can be snappy and get angry with the smallest things but I like to have a good time riding.

*homesweethome!

mother: martha • 40 • cook at restaurant
father: charlie • 47 • r.i.p
siblings: none
pets: lucy • 3 • dog/blood hound
hometown: dallas, texas

*waybackwhen!

history: I grew up in Dallas Texas until I was the age of ten years old. My father taught me how to ride a horse and also how to read and write. I was home schooled for we lived out in the valleys where the buses couldn't go. I was and still am the only child. When I turned fourteen I started to work around the farm and feed the pigs and groom the horses. I was a strong girl and was very good at house work and writing but poor at math. For my mother and father didn't know it that well so they taught me as much as they knew. At the age of sixteen I started racing horses and jumping in shows. I loved riding and I still do, that's why I own this ranch. I couldn't do anything with out my horses and my ranch. Nothing. I got third place in a race on my seventeenth birthday and the next day I had the worst day of my life. I was practicing galloping in on the track on my ranch, the horse I was riding collapsed under me and I fell forward, feeling all the presser of my body collied on my head. The horses hoof hit me on the side of my head. I went unconscious for five minutes and awoke in the same place. I was lucky I survived. If the horses foot hit me an inch away I would have died for it would have hit me in my temple. That's when I decided to form the ranch, so no one can make the same mistake I did. I will teach people how to deal with horses and what to do in some situations. When I turned eighteen I opened the ranch. Some members joined but then I advertised and then it became a hit. I love my life and my job, riding.

*talenttospare!

roleplay sample: Belle could just imagine what it may like to have a dream that might be possible. She had dreams, yes, but they didn't seem the lest amount of possible to her. A piece of her dark brown hair lay in front of her eyes, she curled her lip and blew it up but, typically, it fell back in the same spot, blocking her vision of Eli. She was sitting on her heels now, the back of her ankles beginning to ache a bit. She stood to her feet to stretch them out and then she looked to her ipod and turned it off, noticing that the battery was low. Tucking the small gadget into her jean pocket she looked up but only to see a flash of a camera. She smiled and replied, "Ah, now that must be a master piece." She complemented herself. Sighing she took a set next to him and crossed her legs.

Leaning back she undid her hair and let it fall down against her back. She always liked having her hair down, she called it her 'sexy' look and when her hair was up it was her, 'sporty' look. But her sister has only one look, dangerous. A fire breathing demon, Belle calls her. Speaking of the devil, Belle could now see her from a distance but she ignored the thought of her sister and she looked back at Eli. His smooth skin and muscular body almost gave her the chills, but like I said before they are only friends and nothing more. 'Well, you know how I feel about masterpieces.' Eli's cool voice echoed in her head. Yes she knew what he was like. He was the type that stayed clam and waited things out, waited for the right time. At one time she thought that he was waiting for the right time to show his true feelings but it never came and she tortured herself on that thought.

"Yes, you the patient one. But I the wild girl that needs to have things done now." She laughed and looked away for a moment, she almost thought that she was out of school, no college, just life ahead of her. But then she remembered that she was in school, "Sometimes I wish I was more like you Eli." Her voice finally slowing down. She wore a tilted smile and fluttering eye lashes, nothing new. She always had. Belle leaned forward to look at the ground, her book bag around her shoulder and almost escaping into the water behind them. But of course Belle wouldn't know what was going to happen it someone screamed in her ear, so she just went to take off her bag to set it down below her, and the book that she loved to read went down into the cool water. A splashing sound of a bird washing it's feathers was heard and the book was drenched.

Belle turned quickly to see her book taking a swim. She would have cussed out loud, but she held her tongue for teachers were not far from them to be heard. She put her hand into the water and pulled out her book, holding it out in front of her she watched the water pour out of it's pages, looking at Eli she sighed. "So much for a good read, I am so screwed." She knew that that book was the school library's and she had to have it finished by next week for a test. Letting her shoulders fall she put her fore head on her hands and dropped the book on the cement. She went for her pocket again to pull out her head phones but instead she looked over to her sister, she wanted to know what kind of dragon things she could be doing. Raising an eye brow she watched her sister lower her skirt and show her girl friends what kind of g-string she had on. Belle shook her head and turned her body to Eli.

Looking at the camera she smiled. Belle always wanted to take a picture of something but then again she figured that he wouldn't trust her, she didn't blame him anyways. Her smiled faded and her thoughts did to. She went on thinking about why he was laying on the bench with no one to talk to. She thought she could start up a good conversation so she asked, "What were you thinking of taking a picture of? Or were you waiting for me to come along so you could snap a picture of me?" Her common, nice tone of voice ringing in her own ears, for she used this voice often, mostly to try to act nice for most of her thoughts were bad. Looking up and down at Eli she couldn't think of one thing bad about him, that was very surprising for she could usually could think about at lest two bad traits about every person, mostly because all the people at school are bad people.

*thepuppetmaster!

name: khristian
age: 14
years of role playing: 3-4 years
password: accepted

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*this lovely plot page was made by canter of white pages. steal and die.

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ACCEPTED
hehe. i accepted myself.