COTTRELL, zaidee naomi

[zaidee]

NINETEEN. COLLEGE. UNDECIDED. ADRENALINE-JUNKIE. JOHANNE FELICIA.
( ZAIDEE NAOMI COTTRELL )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

you see this chocolate haired goddess? well, she tends to change her hair a lot, and I mean that in all seriousness, she can almost never stay with the same style for long. anyways, this girl can be described in many ways. some would like to say she is a tad bit selfish, while others may call her as sharing as they come. it all just depends on who you are, really, for she has this tendency to pick out who she likes and who she doesn't from just one glance. you may prove her wrong though by talking to her and showing her you aren't some stuck up snob, or ignorant ass, just whatever she may perceive you as. this trait of hers tending to earn her quite a few enemies. zaidee is also pretty good with the guys, considering she has more guy friends than girls and she is just your typical flirt. not much more to say about her, besides the fact that she will become quite shy around a guy she really likes, maybe hinting on here and there. oh, and there is that slight problem she has with keeping friends, but thats something for another time, or maybe you will figure it out soon enough. well, back to the flirting bit. this bitch right here is a totally not a whore, the idea of sleeping around, one night stands, and even a few quickies are not appealing to her. there isn't much else to say.. so I'm going to end this horrible bio right now.

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SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's kris and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about three years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM, MSN. i'm also in the central time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, none as of now!

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE HUR.

old, old sample


to say he was bored would be an understatement - a major one. the sixteen year old was about ready to just sleep his time away if he didn't find something interesting to do soon. basically all of the year eleven's most favorite activities were instantly struck off the list of things to do; it was daytime. meaning, there would be no good parties happening in the middle of the day. also meaning, there were no free drinks or booze. wrinkling up his nose, the boy sighed. he bit down on his bottom lip, his eyes squinting the slightest bit as he concentrated, continuing his walk.

really, braeden wasn't paying all that much attention to where he was going - but then again, he hardly ever did. his nice, brand-new, black converse were scuffing against the ground; looking down, braeden saw a smear on the left shoe and he groaned in annoyance. he'd have to buy a new pair soon - walking around in worn-out clothes was just down-right embarrassing. the boy stuffed his left hand deep into the pocket of his skinny jeans, looking back up and scanning the area around him. with his other hand, he fiddling with the necklace around his neck, wrapping the small chain around his index finger.

with his dark brown eyes still looking around the area, braeden finally started to figure out where his feet had led him. he was near cromwell court; that much was obvious. there didn't seem to be anyone else around at first glance, which made the year eleven sigh in annoyance. he needed someone to occupy his time; someone interesting. and definitely someone cute. the brunette was about to give up and start walking in a different direction -perhaps to the park, that place usually seemed lively- when he noticed that he was, indeed, not alone. about a couple yards from him, to his left a bit, was a person wearing a checkered hoodie. the mystery-person had dark hair too, and from what braeden could see, he was pretty sure it was a boy.

immediately, braeden's usual smirk made it's way onto his lips. now he was pretty sure his day was going to be a lot less boring that he'd initially thought. licking his lips once out of habit, he strode over to the other male, whose back was turned to him. before he made his way to the boy, though, he wiped the smirk from his face, reminding himself not to come on too strong. he's have to wait and see how this one reacted before he showed his true colors - he always did. braeden stepped around and in front of the boy, a crooked smile on his face - there was still the slightest hint of a smirk to it, but it wasn't too bad.

quickly, the brunette let his eyes scan over the other boy's body, taking in as many details as possible.the outfit looked good on him, to say the least. looking back to the other boy's face, braeden spoke, not allowing his eyes to travel lower again. "hey," he said, his voice not exactly loud, but definitely not quiet, either. "i'm braeden," the year eleven introduced himself, stopping his fiddling with his own necklace and stuffing his hand into his other jeans' pocket. "braeden wheeler."

he bit the inside of his cheek to stop the smirk that practically begged to be made present on his lips. he still wasn't even sure if this boy was bi or gay, though braeden almost hoped he was straight. a challenge was fun every now and then - plus, he did have plenty of time to waste. pausing, braeden asked, "what's your name?" removing his left hand from his jeans' pocket, his swiped his hair out from in front of his eyes, the fringe resting right over them and now only partly covering the top of them. he tilted his head the slightest bit, waiting for a response.

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