Post by colorado christopher cabrera on Jul 17, 2010 11:12:09 GMT -6
colorado christopher cabrera
a r e y o u u p f o r , a r e y o u u p f o r t h i s ?
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[/font] and i've been roleplaying for two [/font] years. i'm sixteen[/font] years old, and i found you through heist of the hourglass[/font]. as you can see, i enjoy using taylor lautner[/font] as a play-by. oh, and if you want to see what i can do, check out the role play sample. yeah, i'm awesome. i know ! [/blockquote][/blockquote]` I DARE SAY THAT I'VE HEARD OF YOU BEFORE. REMIND ME AGAIN, WHAT'S THE NAME YOUR PARENTS GAVE YOU, ANY SIGNIFICANCE ?- - - - - my full name is colorado christopher cabrera but my buddies call me rado. the rents named me rado because they met in colorado and love it there. they got married there, the whole shabang, so I got stuck with the name. some of the ladies think its cute so its all good with me. but if anyone ever uses my full name, (other than my mom) their jaw is gonna be stinging.
` REMIND ME AGAIN, WHEN WERE YOU BORN ? I CAN NEVER GET ENOUGH OF THE STORY SURROUNDING YOUR BIRTH.- - - - - well, I was born on the fifth of june, so I guess I'm considered a summer baby. but I was born in colorado and if ya couldn't guess. and that's all ya really need to know, other than I'm seventeen.
` YOU LOOK FAMILIAR, HAVE I SEEN YOU AROUND SCHOOL ?- - - - - im a junior and honestly, I'm not gonna lie... I hate school! with a burning passion. I try to get good grades only so I can go to college but high school has too much drama. plus, the teachers are tools.
` MAYBE IT WAS JUST AROUND. WHERE ARE YOU FROM ?- - - - - I told you I was born in colorado, and the capitol, yeah, denver, that was my hometown. I grew up around the city, with the hype and the crime and all that good stuff. I didn't have too many 'close' friends so it really didn't matter to me when we left. it was a shit hole anyways.
` OKAY, BE HONEST HERE. WHICH ARE YOU IN TO MORE: GUYS OR DOLLS ? DON'T WORRY, MY LIPS ARE SEALED.- - - - - that's the stupidest question ever! of course I'm straight. I dig chicks not dicks. the girls are what I live for. they're so hot!
` ALRIGHT, ON TO THE GOOD STUFF. WHAT DO YOU DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME ? ANY FAVORITE PASTIMES ?- - - - - play football, clubbing, eating, working out, sex, next question.
` TELL ME: WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE THINGS IN THE ENTIRE WORLD ? THINGS THAT JUST MAKE YOU WANT TO SMILE.- - - - - hot girls, dogs, horses, food (especially tacos), games, stuff like that.
` AND SADLY, WE ALL KNOW THERE ARE THINGS WE JUST CAN'T STAND. WHAT ARE YOUR'S ?- - - - - lies, death, backstabbers, waking up early, my father, etc.
` ANY SHORT OR LONG TERM GOALS ? WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN FIVE YEARS ? IN TEN ? HOW DO YOU PLAN TO GET THERE ?- - - - - all I see myself doing is getting out of high school, and going to college. I wanna be a doctor... and have a small family and a lovely wife... but if you tell anyone I'll kill ya!
` WHAT MAKES YOU QUAKE IN YOUR BOOTS ? IF YOU HAD TO PICK ONE THING THAT HAS SCARED YOU THE MOST, WHAT WOULD IT BE ?- - - - - having someone find out I want to become a doctor.
` IS THERE A SIGNIFICANT OTHER IN YOUR LIFE ? HOW DO YOU DO WITH RELATIONSHIPS ?- - - - - I've never had huge long relationships, ususlally just one-night-stands, and stuff like that. but the longest relationship I've ever had was a year and two months... ever since the end of that one they have been short.
` NOW, YOU KNOW THAT I ADORE YOU, BUT LET'S TALK ABOUT SOME OTHER PEOPLE FOR A BIT. A LITTLE BIRD TOLD ME THAT YOU HAVE SOME PRETTY EXTRAVAGANT PARENTS, TELL ME ABOUT THEM.- - - - - my mom is carmen. she's forty two and she's a secratary. my father is a lawyer and he's forty five. they love each other, but they don't seem to understand me. they're nothing special really.
` DANG. ANY OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE IN YOUR FAMILY ? DID YOUR PARENTS HAVE ANY OTHER CHILDREN ?- - - - - I was supposed to have an older brother, travis, but mom had a miscarriage..
` HOW ABOUT PETS, HAVE ANY OF THOSE ?- - - - - I used to have a horse. lucky charms, but I had to sell him when we moved here. I still have a dog named river. he's a mutt. together we're colorado river. haha.
` OKAY, YOU HAVE TO HAVE KNOWN THAT WE WERE GOING TO ASK. WHAT'S YOUR BEST KEPT SECRET ? I WON'T TELL !- - - - - I have a few. and if you tell anyone, I'll kill ya.
one; I wanna be a doctor. and not just any doctor. the best doctor I can be. I act like I don't care about school, or anything, but I care more than anyone knows, more than my parents know.
two; my parents think I'm a lost cause. they don't really care about me... especially my father... he's never home, and he doesn't care.
three; I care about things. like life, people. I care. no one thinks I do, but believe me I do. I care.
four; this is the biggest... I never used to be a jerk. I used to be a loving guy. but I changed once alicia died. she was my old girlfriend. of a year and two months... she was murdered by her father. he killed her... he abused her so badly, he abused her to death. it was right after I dropped her off from our year and two month date... it was my fault... I kept her out too late... That's all I'm gonna say.------------------------------------------------------------
oh hai there, CARSON HIGH ! my name is marissa
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I held my head high as I walked down the street making my way to Bree's house. I was sticking to the shadows on the sidewalk. The shadows were my home. After all I was a shadower. They were my protection. They were my disguise. They were the place that I could hide. It was my escape route in a way. It let me get away from the world for a brief moment and just disappear. That's how I felt when I was with Bree. She wasn't even my real girlfriend. At least she didn't act like we were together. I wanted to be with her, and I was happy with her even if we weren't together officially. I was scared about it though. I didn't want to get completely crushed. I knew I was already in way too deep. And I had let myself fall for her too easily, and too hard, too fast. I just hoped that it wasn't one of the biggest mistakes that I would ever make.
I walked down the road absorbed in thoughts of Bree. She wasn't expecting me either. I didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. I didn't know whether she would be happy to see me, or if she would freak out and tell me to leave. I was praying that it was the first option. I really didn't want to get rejected on her front step. This was going to be the first time I had ever been to her house and I didn't want my memory to be getting rejected on her front step. It wouldn't be too good for my self-esteem. Not like I would let her notice that it hurt. I would cover it up if that happened. I always covered it up. If I got hurt, the mask always found away across my face. And that was how I liked it.
I rounded a corner and brought my head up. I stopped dead in my tracks. I felt my jaw drop open as I stood staring at Bree's house. I had gotten her address, but I hadn't expected her to live in this place. I knew this place. I had never been here before, but I knew the place. I had passed by it a couple of times, but I had never imagined that I would know someone who lived here. I stood there staring at the Gisbourne Estate. I guess it made sense considering that Bree's last name was Gisbourne. But I had thought it was just ironic. She acted like she was rich, but I hadn't thought she actually was. I couldn't believe that I didn't put it all together. It all made since now. I just couldn't believe that it hadn't clicked in my mind before now.
I suddenly realized that I was just standing here, my mouth wide open gaping at the Estate like an idiot. I closed my mouth and looked around noticing that there was no one around, luckily. I would have looked like an absolute idiot to anyone who had been watching. I shook it off and shook my head, sending my hair in frenzy for about three seconds. I took my left hand and smoothed it back into place. "Gots to look good for my sexy lady," I whispered to myself. I then straightened out my blue and white stripped polo shirt. I looked down and remembered that I was wearing my tan, cargo bathing suit. I hadn't been able to find any other shorts today before I had to leave, so I just kind of threw them on. It wasn't like it looked bad or anything.
I sighed and then slowly made my way towards the front door, I tried to collect myself before I got to the door and I took another deep breathe. This girl had too much control over me. She could make it hard for me to breathe when she simply walked into the same room that I was in. It just wasn't natural. I had never felt these kind of feelings for a girl. I had always been the kind of guy that would take the girl to a hotel after a crazy night at the clubs, and be gone the next morning before she even woke up. Never saying a goodbye, and I didn't mind. I didn't want to ever have to say bye to Bree. No matter when, or how, or why. I just didn't want to.
I reached the front door, and took another deep breath and noticed that there wasn't a doorbell. I looked all around and then noticed that in place of the doorbell was a intercom. The house was big enough for there to be one. I couldn't see the other side, even as I looked with my x-ray vision. I shook the x-ray vision off, and then brought my right hand up and pressed down on the intercom. I didn't now exactly what to say, so I hesitated for a second. "Ummm..." I spoke, my rich sexy, tone filling my voice. "Hey, is Bree there? Bree?" I felt like an idiot. I had never used and intercom before. I lived in a small two-room apartment. Which reminded me. Never, ever bring Bree back home.
I held my head high as I walked down the street making my way to Bree's house. I was sticking to the shadows on the sidewalk. The shadows were my home. After all I was a shadower. They were my protection. They were my disguise. They were the place that I could hide. It was my escape route in a way. It let me get away from the world for a brief moment and just disappear. That's how I felt when I was with Bree. She wasn't even my real girlfriend. At least she didn't act like we were together. I wanted to be with her, and I was happy with her even if we weren't together officially. I was scared about it though. I didn't want to get completely crushed. I knew I was already in way too deep. And I had let myself fall for her too easily, and too hard, too fast. I just hoped that it wasn't one of the biggest mistakes that I would ever make.
I walked down the road absorbed in thoughts of Bree. She wasn't expecting me either. I didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. I didn't know whether she would be happy to see me, or if she would freak out and tell me to leave. I was praying that it was the first option. I really didn't want to get rejected on her front step. This was going to be the first time I had ever been to her house and I didn't want my memory to be getting rejected on her front step. It wouldn't be too good for my self-esteem. Not like I would let her notice that it hurt. I would cover it up if that happened. I always covered it up. If I got hurt, the mask always found away across my face. And that was how I liked it.
I rounded a corner and brought my head up. I stopped dead in my tracks. I felt my jaw drop open as I stood staring at Bree's house. I had gotten her address, but I hadn't expected her to live in this place. I knew this place. I had never been here before, but I knew the place. I had passed by it a couple of times, but I had never imagined that I would know someone who lived here. I stood there staring at the Gisbourne Estate. I guess it made sense considering that Bree's last name was Gisbourne. But I had thought it was just ironic. She acted like she was rich, but I hadn't thought she actually was. I couldn't believe that I didn't put it all together. It all made since now. I just couldn't believe that it hadn't clicked in my mind before now.
I suddenly realized that I was just standing here, my mouth wide open gaping at the Estate like an idiot. I closed my mouth and looked around noticing that there was no one around, luckily. I would have looked like an absolute idiot to anyone who had been watching. I shook it off and shook my head, sending my hair in frenzy for about three seconds. I took my left hand and smoothed it back into place. "Gots to look good for my sexy lady," I whispered to myself. I then straightened out my blue and white stripped polo shirt. I looked down and remembered that I was wearing my tan, cargo bathing suit. I hadn't been able to find any other shorts today before I had to leave, so I just kind of threw them on. It wasn't like it looked bad or anything.
I sighed and then slowly made my way towards the front door, I tried to collect myself before I got to the door and I took another deep breathe. This girl had too much control over me. She could make it hard for me to breathe when she simply walked into the same room that I was in. It just wasn't natural. I had never felt these kind of feelings for a girl. I had always been the kind of guy that would take the girl to a hotel after a crazy night at the clubs, and be gone the next morning before she even woke up. Never saying a goodbye, and I didn't mind. I didn't want to ever have to say bye to Bree. No matter when, or how, or why. I just didn't want to.
I reached the front door, and took another deep breath and noticed that there wasn't a doorbell. I looked all around and then noticed that in place of the doorbell was a intercom. The house was big enough for there to be one. I couldn't see the other side, even as I looked with my x-ray vision. I shook the x-ray vision off, and then brought my right hand up and pressed down on the intercom. I didn't now exactly what to say, so I hesitated for a second. "Ummm..." I spoke, my rich sexy, tone filling my voice. "Hey, is Bree there? Bree?" I felt like an idiot. I had never used and intercom before. I lived in a small two-room apartment. Which reminded me. Never, ever bring Bree back home.
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