Post by CRIYH SEN VENTEN on Jan 28, 2010 23:01:50 GMT -5
[/font]
" DON'T WASTE YOUR BREATH FUCKING WITH ME, MY BLOOD IS SO COLD "[/font]
[/center]FULL NAME: Criyh Sen Venten[/blockquote]
AGE: Eighteen
MEMBER GROUP: Fucked Up Kids
GRADE: Senior
BIRTH PLACE: Orange County California
RELIGION: Is worshiping yourself a religion? Joking, Atheist.
SEXUALITY: Straight, Bi when intoxicated
PLAYBY:Ian Somerhalder
AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT
[/font]" THERE'S NO TRUTH AND WHO CARES, WHY DO YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE RIGHT? "[/font][/center]
HEY THERE, WHAT"S YOUR NAME?[/b][/size][/color]
"Criyh Sen Venten... Who the fuck are you? And... You talk funny. ...Just so you know."
WELL THAT'S PRETTY FUCKING AMAZING. HOW OLD ARE YOU? WHEN'S YOUR BIRTHDAY? DO YOU LIKE YOUR AGE? WHAT GRADE ARE YOU IN?[/b][/size][/color]
"I am eighteen, I was born on the awesome day of december fourteenth and the grand year of nineteen ninety one. Hmm, my age isn't bad.. I have no restrictions, never have. I've smoked since I was like... Twelve, and drank since..Well I think thirteen.. So you know.. Never had any problems with it. I'm a senior, for now.. Until I drop out.... Thinking about it.. Depends if Ryan does. "
AWESOME. SO WHAT ABOUT YOU? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE, YOU KNOW, AS A "PERSON"?[/b][/size][/color]
"What am I like as a person? Jesus Christ. Umm.. I can sum that up in two words. Ass Hole, I'm not a good person. I don't take the word "no" very well. I like to start shit...I like to get in fights, I actually rather enjoy proving myself. It comes with the territory of having a older brother, even if he is only five minuets older than me. I also tend to...use people to get what I want, a character flaw of mine. I tend to pick on other people, most of the time in a friendly manner. Though sometimes that friendly manner turns into a vindictive taunting. I also tend to lie....a lot...even about simple things, just because I can...I mean...I really like to lie. The only person that can tell when I am lying, even about the small things, is my twin...damn Ryan..."
SWEET. SO HOW DID YOU GET HERE? HOW FUCKED UP ARE YOU? TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. GO.[/b][/color]
"From the beginning then huh? My father met my mother in elementary school. she was two years younger than him, my dad was a horny little bastard . They said it was love at first sight, but who really believes the disney shenanigans? So yeah, dad fucked mom when he was thirteen and she was eleven and to quote Billy Mayes -KABOOM- she got pregnant with the two little devil kids. Sorry Mom.
So, after her parents threatened her many many times, with the whole 'Get an abortion or i'm kicking you out' shit, Dad talked his parents into letting her move in with them.. They moved out eventually and got a place of there own, and worked everything out. Dad started in the gang to get money and also started working on some strange band, so, they started getting money, and every thing leveled out.
Mom passed away when me and Ryan turned nine. I don't remember much... I just remember me and Ryan sitting in the corner, knowing that nothing would ever be the same again. Dad changed, we changed. Some how, we all grew colder with out her around, like the sunlight was gone in the house. Dad stopped coming around more, blamed it on either touring with the band, or gang shit. He left us with another one of the gang members, a friend if you could really call other members that. Me and Ryan pretty much left as soon as we could, dad bought us a apartment, out of pity or guilt probably. We joined the gang after that, monkey see monkey do I guess.
Ahh the gang.. I loved the gang, all the boobs, sex, and fast races you could ever want and more. Lots of killing too. I liked it. Though some people call me nuts. I missed the thrill of the chase and kill. It gets your mind off the problems that are in your head. The adrenaline of the mission.. I miss it.. In truth I itch to go back to it.
Unfortunately I got caught. I got pinned between like four or five cops trying to boost this car. Nice little hot rod, cant exactly remember what it was, porsche I think. I just remember the cherry red marks on the cops cars that pinned me. Ryan tried to me my knight in shining armor. Some how the shit went down, and they fucking wrecked us. Fucking Bitches. Well we got out of the car and ran like fat kid after a twinkie , but we got pinned once again, and went down, after taking a few down with us.
Dad saved our asses so we didn't have to go to jail, and well we ended up here.. Apparently I am mentally insane, awesome right? Well I'm stuck here, so.. I am determined to continue my little fun here.. Wanna try and stop me? "
WANNA TELL US SOME LIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"Hhahahaha, this is easy.. Girls girls girls.... Sex, lots and lots of sex. I am only a 'slight' bit of a man whore. Only slight. Heh. Umm, I love guns.. like a lot. The shiny metal. The power in your hands. Motorcycles, thats my obsession. I am a whore for the metal horses. I am a tad bit of a alcoholic only slightly.. Hahah okay thats a lie. I am totally addicted to smoking "
AND SOME DISLIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"I hate Cows.. I really do. Bad experiences. Moo at me and I will punch you. I also hate those little box shape cars. They are annoying, I like to run them off the road into things, like trees. I also hate toasters, I don't know why but I do. I hate girls who talk to much, and just go on and on and on... And the thing is, they don't know that they do it. They just keep talking, makes me want to throw a marble into there throat. I also hate screaming children. Like when your at a convince store, and you hear the child throwing a fit over not getting chocolate, ughh.. It just annoys the piss out of me, I kinda want to scream at them to spank there child, like dad used to do to us. "
I GUESS WE'RE DONE HERE. ANYTHING ELSE?[/b][/size][/color]
"Fuck off."
WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO
[/font]" DREAM OF GOD WHEN IT'S SALVATION THAT YOU WANT? "[/font][/center]
NAME:Taya
AGE: Eighteen
EXPERIENCE: five er six years
TIME ZONE: Hahahha no
OTHER CHARACTERS:N/A
Criyh Havoc
The good life is what I need…
To many people stepping over me
Criyh’s elegant body moved down the halls. His sketch book in his hand along with his note book for notes. But schooling wasn’t why he was still in the school hallways. No, the boy had other plans for tonight. The vampire wore his near form fitting jeans, and untucked button up collard white shirt. His bright crimson eyes masked by dark brown contacts making them a warm brown. Rich almost the color of maple wood. Those warm colored eyes still put off the cold emotions that ran beneath them. Warmness was saved only for one person, and that was Jetta.
Asin, though a beautiful woman with her many curves, was a temptress. Criyh was a sucker for charms, and the woman had them. She fell for his words and empty promises. So amusing how human women could be guided into a false security by words that held no meaning. Criyh enjoyed keeping Asin alive, she amused him. Thus the only reason she was still alive.. Amusement, a sick little game. That’s what life was for the vampire. A game; and he decided how long the players staid alive.
His body moved down to the electives hallway looking for the language departments, then he found hers. ‘Miss Massari’ it said on the door. And he smiled, his dimples showing, and that scar showing more. Damn his mother for doing that to him. But, now wasn’t the time to be focusing on such things. His pale hand reached out and opened the door and smiled. Miss, Massari… Thick accent drenched his words as he smiled brighter, the smiled promised untold pleasures. It also promised love, and devotion, but those promises were all but thrown away. Shattered, broken and stepped on.
He moved twords the woman and smirked, You wouldn’t have time for a struggling student would you? [/i]He spoke and smirked putting his arms around her waist before picking her up and sitting her on her desk leaning down he pressed his lips to her neck and kissed her hard, his body shaking as he felt the blood rush underneath his lips. Suddenly the thirst started to burn the back of his throat and he let his eyes close. Biting back the urge to dig his fangs in her neck he captured her lips possessively instead. His hands moved down to her legs and he moved her knees apart putting himself there gripping her hips with his hands, harshly. To a human at lest. Gentle for his strength as he held out the kiss.[/[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/color][/size]
[/quote][/quote]
