MORAN, LILAH AISLIN
Nov 12, 2010 6:22:51 GMT -5
Post by millie1 on Nov 12, 2010 6:22:51 GMT -5
lilah aislin moran.
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/ i want to voice this out loud[/b]: she hates her parents. they both fucked up their relationship so badly by screwing other people and aruging, and spending money they didn't have. she never wants to be like them. she almost refuses to do so. they divorced when she was twelve and has never forgiven them for it, even though she acts as if she loves them both with all her heart.
full name. delilah aislin moran
stage name. none.
nicknames. lilah. ash.
age & dob. thirty, december fourth
gender. female
sexual orientation. hetero.
career. crew, makeup artist
hometown. seattle, washington.
/ it's therapeutic somehow
height. five foot four inches
eyes. blue
hair. brown
build. slim, few curves.
distinguishing features.
play-by. olivia wilde
/ so i'm moving to new york
loves.
hates.
quirks. minimum three.
aspirations. minimum three.
secrets.
number two: she made out with her cousin once ... it's a really long story, but in short, they got wasted and had a fun makeout party. needless to say, she doesn't really talk to him much nowadays, simply because she moved. she's almost afraid that they might have done more than making out. incest is just gross, and not only that, but how stupid can one be? she was fifteen when this even happened. he was eighteen, which makes the situation even worse.[/ul]
personality evaluated. two healthy paragraphs or more.
/ i've got issues with my sleep
father. dennis dalton moran, sixty eight, retired
mother. sarah elise moran , sixty two , retired
siblings.
pets. two dogs.
other family. na
history evaluated.
( really blunt paragraphs, not really any proper sentence structure )
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/ christmas came early for me
alias. millie
years of rp experience. five/six
other characters. none.
how did you find us. affliation.
roleplay sample. this was on a really good muse day. only recent post i have ;3
while he sat there staring at denny, maddox realized that the fact that he had allowed himself to get in trouble with the drug dealer. oh don't start. telling him he was stupid had never helped and probably never would help. you see, maddox had constantly been the type of kid to get himself in trouble just so he could have the thing he really didn't need or really shouldn't have wanted. he had only bought the drugs to try and get along with the guy that he had thought was his friend, the guy he had wanted really badly. turns out, that guy had just been using him for kicks, showing off to his friend that he could get a "fag" to chase after him, no doubt coming close to falling in love. it was a blunt and harsh reality, something he was growing used to. even with the change that society had gone through, even though there was more of them than ever, homosexual relationships would never be accepted, they'd never be seen as natural or normal. and that was something that scared the shit out of him. his family had never bluntly told him how they felt about the fact that he was gay, or as his sister had reworded, "believed he had homosexual tendencies." what the fuck was that shit? what the actual fuck?
swallowing down a mouthful of coffee, maddox's expression zoned out, teething biting down on his lip as he rolled a shoulder. remembering the day that he had offically kissed his first guy. he had been normal up until high school, had a few relationships in middle school that meant nothing, just like most junior high school relationships were. but it had all been a dare, but his so called girlfriend at the time. summer after eight grade and right before freshman year. that had when he had gotten his hands on his first guy. kissed him with tongue and everything. shocked the fuck outta himself when he didn't want to pull away. the kid had been awkward, already labled as the school fag, labled as someone undesirable; but maddox had still kissed him, and that had been the end of it all. he had instantly realized that it felt right to kiss someone with the same structure as himself, the same frame, the same parts. he hadn't wanted it any other way. granted, he didn't come out that he had liked it until it became unbareable. now, he was sure that he was slowly working on heading down that road again, knowing that he had to have something to make his life a little bit better.
nodding at the question, the nineteen year old rolled his eyes, tugging a white envalope out of his pocket and flashing it at the other male. "though paying in sexual favors isn't half bad either." mumbling to himself, he snorted, turning his head away to watch a child climbing a tree near the playground, his eyebrows furrowing before tossing the cash at denmark. taking another long drink, he rolled his shoulds, eyebrows abruptly pressing together as he shot denmark a look. "and i wasn't late, so don't get your boxers in a fucking knot." giving him a nasty look, the blonde settled down in his seat, glancing around with a keen interest in everything that was going on around him, doing almost anything to keep his eyes -- and his thoughts -- off of denmark. but, sooner or later he had to look back, tempted by his school girl crush to just sit there and stare. foolish boy, wasn't he? if the fact that maddox himself had gotten into drugs wasn't bad enough, he was now totally acting like a high schooler by having a ridiculous crush that was probably nowhere near mutual, hell, from what he could tell, denmark didn't even like him that much. not that there was much to like ...
allowing himself to shrink slightly, the thought implanted itself in his head, a sigh coming from his chest as he set his coffee cup down, forcing himself to stare directly at denmark, lips pursing into a slight line. "look, i'm not gonna beat around the bush, but i'm really not into the whole drug thing ..." pausing to watch his reaction, he wrinkled his nose. "i know, i know, you're probably thinking 'why the fuck are you wasting my time then,' but i have good reasons ... at least i think so." wincing to himself, he should his head, his expression turning into that of a punished child. he felt stupid, having blurting all that out. but it needed to be said. he wasn't going to keep wasting his money if he wasn't even into smoking the damn shit. seemed pretty pointless, don't you think?
swallowing down a mouthful of coffee, maddox's expression zoned out, teething biting down on his lip as he rolled a shoulder. remembering the day that he had offically kissed his first guy. he had been normal up until high school, had a few relationships in middle school that meant nothing, just like most junior high school relationships were. but it had all been a dare, but his so called girlfriend at the time. summer after eight grade and right before freshman year. that had when he had gotten his hands on his first guy. kissed him with tongue and everything. shocked the fuck outta himself when he didn't want to pull away. the kid had been awkward, already labled as the school fag, labled as someone undesirable; but maddox had still kissed him, and that had been the end of it all. he had instantly realized that it felt right to kiss someone with the same structure as himself, the same frame, the same parts. he hadn't wanted it any other way. granted, he didn't come out that he had liked it until it became unbareable. now, he was sure that he was slowly working on heading down that road again, knowing that he had to have something to make his life a little bit better.
nodding at the question, the nineteen year old rolled his eyes, tugging a white envalope out of his pocket and flashing it at the other male. "though paying in sexual favors isn't half bad either." mumbling to himself, he snorted, turning his head away to watch a child climbing a tree near the playground, his eyebrows furrowing before tossing the cash at denmark. taking another long drink, he rolled his shoulds, eyebrows abruptly pressing together as he shot denmark a look. "and i wasn't late, so don't get your boxers in a fucking knot." giving him a nasty look, the blonde settled down in his seat, glancing around with a keen interest in everything that was going on around him, doing almost anything to keep his eyes -- and his thoughts -- off of denmark. but, sooner or later he had to look back, tempted by his school girl crush to just sit there and stare. foolish boy, wasn't he? if the fact that maddox himself had gotten into drugs wasn't bad enough, he was now totally acting like a high schooler by having a ridiculous crush that was probably nowhere near mutual, hell, from what he could tell, denmark didn't even like him that much. not that there was much to like ...
allowing himself to shrink slightly, the thought implanted itself in his head, a sigh coming from his chest as he set his coffee cup down, forcing himself to stare directly at denmark, lips pursing into a slight line. "look, i'm not gonna beat around the bush, but i'm really not into the whole drug thing ..." pausing to watch his reaction, he wrinkled his nose. "i know, i know, you're probably thinking 'why the fuck are you wasting my time then,' but i have good reasons ... at least i think so." wincing to himself, he should his head, his expression turning into that of a punished child. he felt stupid, having blurting all that out. but it needed to be said. he wasn't going to keep wasting his money if he wasn't even into smoking the damn shit. seemed pretty pointless, don't you think?
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