CHANCE, theodore henry.

[THEODORE HENRY CHANCE]

THEODORE HENRY CHANCE

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FULL NAME: theodore henry chance
AGE: eighteen
MEMBER GROUP: kleptomaniac
GRADE: senior
BIRTH PLACE: orange county, ca
RELIGION: catholic
SEXUALITY: straight
PLAYBY: shia labeouf

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AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT

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"i was born december twenty fifth, nineteen ninety one. my mother, sienna marie-clair duval married my father, dustyn henry chance right out of high school. well, they were nineteen and twenty. they say it was out of love. but i'm not exactly sure out of love for whom. their parents, i suspect. i have never seen my father beam at my mother, nor my mother look at him with adore in her eyes. the sun sets and rises, and they do the same. in even more of a cycle than it, i think. my mother's parents, isadora and jacob were very devout catholics all my mothers life. they still would be to this day, if they weren't dead. i remember my grandmother izzy's insane, babbles and rants, and how my grandfather would pitch in, always having something to add in some way or another. not that grandma needed any help. she did her part quite well. i'd sit, and listen, and try to act interested. i always had been raised to respect others, whether their ideas and personalities clashed with mine or not. it was how i was raised.

when i went to kindergarten, i remember seeing this girl, that my parents had always told me i was not to play with, nor talk to. she seemed nice enough. and at school, there was nothing to keep us apart while at school. by the time i was in the third grade though, we'd grown so impossibly close that i was going over to her house whenever, and we'd play in my back yard, and such. i remember sneaking her through the broken peice in the fence time after time, and hiding in the tree house, knowing very well i'd be in much trouble if my parents ever found out. but eventually they did. we were fifteen, and sitting in the tree house, watching the world pass us by. we were like brother and sister, even though i'd known for much longer than even possible that i loved her. that i had loved her, and would love her no matter what. they came out, and demanded i get down, and away from kashmere. i refused. not that i wasn't scared out of my mind. looking back (pause), i'm pretty sure that thats the only time...i've ever talked back, or anything of the sort. though, when i did come down, nothing was said. of course, i think three days later, my parents were more worried about me falling out of the tree house, than being eaten by kash.

kash and i have been closely watched for sometime now. or, were when we lived back in california. when they took her, i went on a stealing spree. i'm not exactly sure why. my psychiatrist says it symbolizes what they stole from me. but i think it was a way of getting what i wanted back. i'm here, and i know kashmere is somewhere around here. she's who i want to be with. and i really could careless if its wrong, or if i go to hell for it. screw that. hell is being without her. oh, yeah, don't get all 'aww, he's sensitive.' i'm not in the fucking mood. (cough, long pause) excuse me, i get a little tense...are we done here?"

WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO

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NAME: abbicakessss.
AGE: sixteen
EXPERIENCE: yearss
TIME ZONE: ctrl +8? i think thats what i have it set to be the same as mine >.<
OTHER CHARACTERS:victoria, joaquin, and evermore <3

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