reynolds, celestine emery [nd]

[celestine emery reynolds]

oh my, Celestine!

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what's your name and age, babe?

my name? um well i was born with celestine franklin marshall emery reynolds III, but i was able to change it to just celestine emery reynolds. apparently, celestine is another form of caelestinus, which was made by one of the five popes. not that i'm any relation to any of them. well, i don't think so. emery is some name that the normans used back in england. reynolds means sincere, pure love, strong hold and stuff. that's the best name ever, in my eyes. my mother decided to give me my full name, yet my father had to have the same name, so that's why i'm the third. and, i've got twenty one years behind me.

i like mysterious people. you got any secrets?

i know this does sound weird, but i'm scared of growing up. i've always had fun being so young, and just the thought of getting wrinkles and hacking up lungs is really creepy to me. doesn't that just sound really creepy. anyway, of course i haven't told anyone. they'd think i'm some kind of creep or something and they sure as hell wouldn't want to interact with me. i don't even like old people, so i'm going crazy now. ugh, why can't we all stay kids like, forever.

you think you looks pretty hot, huh?

i am pretty hot actually. awesome, short black hair and cool hazel eyes, that's awesome. i'm not really that tall, only five foot four and i weigh about hundred and thirty pounds. yeah, i'm small basically. but not all over, if you know what i mean.

got any distinguishing features?

tattoos, piercings, other distinguishing features...

who do people say you look like?

well, they say i look like brendon urie, but who the fuck is he?

what words describe you? maybe because opposites attract, y'know.

pick around five and then put some background/evidence about them. kind of like the personality area of your bio.

habits can be kind of funny, don't you think?

habits & quirks.

what're some of your likes and dislikes?

obvious.

you've got some weaknesses? you shouldn't tell me, i'll use it against you. you've got strengths, too?

obvious.

what are the main points of your lifetime?

only the focal points of their lives, no need for extreme elaboration, but enough to understand.

the worst point of your life must have sucked, yeah?

worst memory.

but i guess the best time made up for it? it always does.

best memory.

hi, i'm becky and i think i'm pretty bored awsome. i've been around the block for sixteen years, but the roleplay scene's only been my thing for two years. i got over to this place through an ad, and request :], so let's give them a shout out. oh, and by the way, i play no one =O here too.

sweet tangerine
won't you please come back to me

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[/url]. She pulled her straight, black hair back behind her ears, and applied a dash of blush while adding eyeliner, mascara and of course some lip gloss. She never went out anywhere, without her lipgloss. That day, she decided on not wearing any colored contacts, so her bright, brown eyes shone instead of the sometimes light blue ones. Riley was really too busy to even try to put them in anyway. She knew that the sand might just slip into her eyes, and irritate them for the rest of the evening. She didn't find that too appealing. Just as she started buckling the straps of her red shoes, her cellphone went off, playing some rediculous tune that she hadn't had the chance to replace with something different. "Hello?... Ohyeah, hey there... actually, I'm really sorry but I can't do tonight... some school thing, maybe next week?.. yeah, of course... see you then, bye." Her friend decided to call her right in the middle of everything. Riley still felt bad about leaving her friend hanging, but she did say she was going to be at the beach party.

Quickly rushing out the door, she picked her bag up from off the floor and made sure that she had her keys, money and cellphone before locking up and leaving the place for the beach. Riley knew it was best to show up early, but then the other staff said they didn't need her until later. She wondered what everything would be like, whether the students would actually be drinking and partying like the guys they are. She giggled softly to herself, and pulled up into a spare park. Cutting the engine, Riley made sure to take her bag with her and rushed over to where other staff had seated themselves around what looked to be like a campfire. She shared her greetings and everything, before turning her attention over to the students. She wanted to make sure nothing was going to happen, well, not happen in the fact that she'd have to save their lives or anything. Riley hadn't completed her first aid certificate, and certainly didn't want to try and save someone now. She brushed a whisper of stray hair from her face, and sipped from the drink that someone shoved into her hands when she first arrive. She sat and waited, wondering what would really happen.[/ul][/size][/color]

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