Post by Deleted on May 20, 2013 22:20:17 GMT -5
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*BRIEALEXISGOLDEN,
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Face Claim: <Candice Accola>
OH, HAI THERE! I'M TAYLOR AND IT IS MY PLEASURE TO MEET YOU. I'VE BEEN DOING THIS FOR SIX (OH GOD) YEARS SO I KNOW WHAT TO DO. YOU NEED TO TALK TO ME? HIT ME UP AT PM, PLEASE, AND I'LL TRY TO GET BACK TO YOU.
[/s] Well, since you've gone ahead and asked. I'll just name a few (14). She quite enjoys sports such as running, soccer, yoga, and gymnastics (though she didn't really follow through with any of them), she's a complete math-science nerd, and loves being productive. Get her in a physics class, she can ramble for days. She enjoys good food, and her favorite fruit is dates. She loves animals, stuffed animals, pillows, soft cushy things, and silky clothes. She likes to read in her spare time, but partying is fun from time to time. Her favorite flower is the sunflower, and she likes the color purple. Actually, she prefers color combinations, but if she had to pick one color, it would be purple. She enjoys computers, cars, video games, and all the junk food in the world. Brie is a lover of good music, games, and some dancing, and honey. That's just the start.
FULL NAME brie alexis golden
AGE seventeen
GRADE 11
SEXUALITY heterosexual
BIRTHDAY ninth of November
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She took a cautious step forward, then another, and another. She soon found herself plastered to a crate, in love with the adrenaline rush coursing through her veins. She took another step forward and grabbed an item. She smirked as she pocketed three small canisters labeled No Pain. Inside were tiny, thin squares that were a lot like tissue paper. The first time Reese had to use it was when she nearly cut her own leg off. Well, actually, she dropped a knife on her foot, but all the same: it hurt. She glanced around and saw another crate with the label for heal. That was next on her list, partially because it was so close to her. As she turned, she reared back. 'Holy mother Mary. Is that another group? What the hell? What the actual--' She cut off her thoughts, relaxed her stunned expression and crept back toward the bushes. She narrowed her eyes and gently placed her hand on her revolver. She tossed the items into one of the bushes, making an mental note that it was in the bush with blue flowers, near the tree with moss on its bark, which was closest to the hidden path to her truck. She crouched, her left hand gripping her gun, though her battered appearance was probably not intimidating, and praying to some sort of mystical being that the group would not see her.[/ul]
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