Post by kilo on Jul 30, 2008 15:01:03 GMT -5
Stand back, I'm a doctor. You go get an ambulance, I'll loosen her clothes,
YOUR NAME Melissa, or kilo, whatever
YOUR AGE I'm fourteen.
OTHER CHARACTERS N/A
ROLE PLAY EXPERIENCE about three or four.
OTHER Hot Pink Socks, fool!
Baby your the only ten I see,
FULL NAME Kyler Elizabeth Masen
NICK NAMES Kyle, Kylie, Mace
AGE 16 years old, bby girl
GENDER Female
DOB March 27th 1992
HEIGHT Shawty; 5'3
WEIGHT 115 lbs.
EYES Brown/ almost emerald looking.
HAIR Brown
SEXUAL ORIENTATION Straight.
CLOTHING STYLE Preppy.
BAND MEMBER OR OTHER Band Member, cannon.
OVERALL APPEARANCE
The beautiful little girl, why yes that is exactly what this one is. Kyler stands at the very petite height of five foot three inches. She has tanned skin, which makes her amazingly brown eyes pop when you look at her. Her shoulder length dirty blonde hair, is most always straightened, a few strands framing her slim face.
Kyler is most definitely one of a kind, she modeled as a child, and her slim body proves that she most definitely takes care of herself. Kyler wears a size 0 in pants, normally a small in tshirts, and of course her size five feet. Tiny, tiny little girl.
I've got thirst baby, and you smell like my gatorade,
LIKES
Music; bright colors; Texting; Headbands; Flowers; Photography; blue Demon Full Throttels; The Beach; Tanning Beds; America's Best Dance Crew; Dancing; Rain; The moon; The woods; Life; Jazz!
DISLIKES
Jerks; Dark Colors; Screamo music; Junk food; Lazy days; Peanut Butter; Dogs; Jellyfish; Breaking bones; Having no friends; being alone on stage; heights.
FLAWS
- She is extremely shy.
- Her temper is fast.
- her personallity tends to get her into trouble.
- She is too gullible
- She falls for people to quickly.
STRENGTHS
-She is good at making friends.
- She is an amazing drummer.
- she is loyal to those she loves.
- She is strong in her belief's
- She is a good leader and follower.
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Kyler is probably the shyest of sixteen year old girls in this crazy school, she is so afraid of making a fool of herself that she tends to hang back and not take as many risk' as she would like to. Can you make her come out of her shell?
This young lady most definitely has a thing for guys, and if you can make her laugh you have probably got her heart. And trust me, when she falls, she falls hard. So, Kyler is definitely used to heart break, but that doesn't make every time she gets hurt any different. When you break her heart, she'll remember what you did to her ten years later. Grudge holder, much?
But all in all, she is a great friend, if you can break through the shy little girl and find her true personallity....if you can somehow become her friend, she'll have your back through thick and thin. Kyler is a great friend, and even though she may look all sweet and innocent on the inside, somewhere very far down is a girl who is dying to try new things.
Find it? I dare you.
I'd marry your cat, to get into your family,
FAMILY
Mother- Charlotte Willa Mason (Thirty-nine years old)
Father- Tyler Shane Mason. (Fourty-five years old)
PETS She has one cat, Twilight, her gorgeous little black kitten.
HOMETOWN Belmont, NC.
OVERALL HISTORY
March 27th, 1992 the Masen's were over-joyed by the birth of their beautiful baby girl, naming her none other than Kyler Elizabeth Masen. Such a beautiful name, for such a beautiful baby. Kyler grew up in an amazing home, a very religious home at that. She grew up in a very large Pentecostal background, learning their belief's from the time she was very small. She was surrounded by a rich lifestyle, being spoiled with pretty much anything and everything that she wanted.
Her friends were always there, right by her side. She grew up in a very sheltered life, going to school in a large Christian school, never seeing what the world around her was really turning into. At the age of fourteen years old, her father got a job in Alaska, moving him and his wife over there, while Kyler was sent to live with her very worldy Aunt.
Two years later, after months of begging and pleading she had finally talked her aunt into sending her to this amazing school. So that she could be surrounded by others like her, others who's life's pretty much centered around music. If only she knew what she was getting herself into.
You make my software, turn hardware,
CHARACTER'S PB Willa Holland
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE“Shit.” The blade fell onto the cement floor, drops of blood splattering to the ground around it. Allie bit down on her lower lip, her hands shaking as she looked down at the gash which now lay across her wrist.
Oh great, now everyone was seriously going to think that she was emo. Tears began to stream down her pale cheeks as she frantically searched for something to cover the cut with, shit shit shit. Alison whipped her neck around, her gorgeous blue eyes finally landing on a large white towel. Ah, thank God. The petite fifteen year old child grabbed the towel up, wrapping it tightly around her delicate wrist, biting down hard on lower lip in a manic attempt to stop the pain.
So yes, she wasn’t exactly trying to cut herself, merely trying her best to get the new volume of twilight from its wrapper; but being the un-coordinated little child she was, she of course missed, managing to slice her wrist right open. Allie gave a roll of her eyes, this was just great, everyone at school already thought she cut herself, and now they were actually going to have a reason to think she did. Just because she dressed a tad bit like an emo child, with the ungodly amounts of eyeliner, the super tight clothes, and the black band t-shirts, she was labeled as some gothic emo child. And yeah, if they had actually taken time to get to know her, they would’ve seen that she was the farthest thing from gothic, she was a happy little girl, who just wanted to make some real friends at this insanely stupid high school her parents were forcing her to go to.
Allie pulled the towel off, wincing as she studied the gash. Well, she wouldn’t need stitches, thank God, that would’ve been terrible. She shivered a bit as she picked the knife up, placing it back down on the counter, yeah today was already proving to be such an amazing day. Yeah, right.
