Post by fokus on Mar 29, 2010 14:23:53 GMT -5
The Puppeteer
Name… Fokus
Age… Fifteen
Contact me…
PM, E-MAIL(fokus00@ymail.com), MESSENGER(myoozic@live.com/Windows Live), ETC.
I Also Play… N/A
The Code… Please Dance With Me Tonight
The Puppet
Elizabeth Cordel Lovett
Nicknames… Liz
My Age… Sixteen
I Am A… Female
I Like… Bisexual
I Was Born On… July 12th
My Nationality… Australian, Irish, and Polish.
I Am Part Of The… Humans
In School I’m A…Sophomore Student
I’m Good At… Designing clothes, photography, acting, and track & field.
The Loved
"What do I love? That's an odd question. What do I not love! That's a better question. Oh... That's the next one? Huh.. Well, I like a lot of things actually. I mean if you didn't like a lot of things then life would be boring, right? I guess things that I like most would have to consider things that relate to being cute, designing clothes, acting, and running. That's really fun in my opinion. Oh? I need one more thing that I like? Heh.. Alright then.. I guess I'll have to finish it with I like talking and wearing lolishota-type clothing."
The Hated
"What do I not like... This is probably the hardest question ever! I guess there are a lot of things I don't like either.. I don't want to say it aloud but you'll keep this whole thing a secret right? Good! I hate being stuck inside for too long. I mean, that's such a pain! Why would you be inside forever with nothing to do? It just doesn't make sense. I also hate uptight people, vegetables, not being allowed to drink coffee, and being judged on first glance. Just bleh! Anyway! Don't tell okay?"
The Feared
"What I'm scared of? Pffft, I'm fearless! Nothing can sc- ...Just playing. I'm scared of plenty. I mean who isn't? I'm scared of drowning, jellyfish, and haunted places. I mean being scared can be fun sometimes but if you take it too far... That's just plain awful! Oh.. I need two more to go onto the next question? Ah, alright then. Let me think about this then... Oh! I'm scared of having my designs, photography, and acting being critiqued. I mean that's really scary if you ask me... Probably not as scary as being publicly humiliated and ridiculed though..."
The Attitude
"Phew! That last question was little more difficult then I thought it'd be! Ah? How would I describe my personality... Well I'm charismatic! That's for sure! You sort of have to be to be a good or even decent thesbian. My friends say I'm quirky, creative, loud, ditzy, and a ton of other things. I guess, that's true. Oh! There was one big fancy word that one of my smart friends used to describe me to.. It was... er.. That's right! Loquacious! He said it meant I was talkative. I don't recall if it was a compliment or insult.. Haha, oh well!
Oh! I suppose I should mention I'm a pacifist. I'll give tons of empty threats if I really want to and I'll almost hurt or fight someone. But I can't and won't. Fighting and aggression just doesn't seem to solve anything in my opinion. Like the world is at war because they want peace. People punish murders by killing them and yet they aren't murderers. Apparently their killing is justified. It's just plain bologne! I'm pretty adaptable though. I love trying new things and I have a pretty high tolerance for other sorts of bologne. Heehee, I also don't usually curse.
And yes. I am bisexual. It sort of plays on the fact the I have an 'androgynous' look. At least that's what Mr. Smartypants said to me one time. Haha, well...I think I'm ready for the next question!"
The Past
"My past? My history? Ha! It's not really interesting at all. Sorry but it really isn't. I mean I was born on July 12th in a hospital in Poland. I lived...a pretty normal life if I do say so myself. Which I do! I grew up in a moderate, middle-class home. My mother was a nurse and was oft gone. My dad... Oh, heh. I guess that's one of the only interesting things in my life.
My dad. He was great when Mom was home! He would buy me things and hug me, though I would flinch every now and then. When Mom was gone though, it's like a green monster just took over him! He'd get mad at me for silly things and he wouldn't let me eat so I'm recovering from being malnutritioned. I guess...he abused me. I don't like to say that. I like to think there must be some reason he was doing that. So again, don't tell anyone I told you this. He only gave me bruises though so it's not as bad as you'd think...
But then I turned 13.. I discovered my sexuality and I was caught kissing a girl in school. It was just a peck but the principal called my dad since my mom, again, was at work. Oooh, did that really fire him up. I didn't want to go home but I had to. I didn't feel like bothering my friends... I went home and.... Man, was I hit hard. I thought bruises like that would never go away. I almost thought he'd break skin for the first time. After that though, Mom came home. She saw everything.
They divorced. Mom moved away with me. I said good-bye to my friends.. Now I live here. My mom is continuing to be a nurse since I told her I'd just reside in the dormitories and stuff... We also had to go through a few years of therapy.. No idea about my dad though."
The Family
"My family? I have my mom and my dad. I apparently have a step-brother since my dad remarried but I never met him. My parents are divorced and my mom is a nurse. I'm not quite sure about my dad. I mean he was a stay-at-home dad when Mom and him were together. Who knows though? He might've changed. He might like his son all the time and he mighht have a cool job. Whenever I bring him up to Mom though, she goes wide-eyed and starts mumbling that everything is going to be alright and that she was sorry. ...It's...depressing. I think it hurts her more than it hurts me. I don't like to bring it up.."
The Finale
Name… Fokus
Age… Fifteen
Contact me…
PM, E-MAIL(fokus00@ymail.com), MESSENGER(myoozic@live.com/Windows Live), ETC.
I Also Play… N/A
The Code… Please Dance With Me Tonight
The Puppet
Elizabeth Cordel Lovett
Nicknames… Liz
My Age… Sixteen
I Am A… Female
I Like… Bisexual
I Was Born On… July 12th
My Nationality… Australian, Irish, and Polish.
I Am Part Of The… Humans
In School I’m A…Sophomore Student
I’m Good At… Designing clothes, photography, acting, and track & field.
The Loved
"What do I love? That's an odd question. What do I not love! That's a better question. Oh... That's the next one? Huh.. Well, I like a lot of things actually. I mean if you didn't like a lot of things then life would be boring, right? I guess things that I like most would have to consider things that relate to being cute, designing clothes, acting, and running. That's really fun in my opinion. Oh? I need one more thing that I like? Heh.. Alright then.. I guess I'll have to finish it with I like talking and wearing lolishota-type clothing."
The Hated
"What do I not like... This is probably the hardest question ever! I guess there are a lot of things I don't like either.. I don't want to say it aloud but you'll keep this whole thing a secret right? Good! I hate being stuck inside for too long. I mean, that's such a pain! Why would you be inside forever with nothing to do? It just doesn't make sense. I also hate uptight people, vegetables, not being allowed to drink coffee, and being judged on first glance. Just bleh! Anyway! Don't tell okay?"
The Feared
"What I'm scared of? Pffft, I'm fearless! Nothing can sc- ...Just playing. I'm scared of plenty. I mean who isn't? I'm scared of drowning, jellyfish, and haunted places. I mean being scared can be fun sometimes but if you take it too far... That's just plain awful! Oh.. I need two more to go onto the next question? Ah, alright then. Let me think about this then... Oh! I'm scared of having my designs, photography, and acting being critiqued. I mean that's really scary if you ask me... Probably not as scary as being publicly humiliated and ridiculed though..."
The Attitude
"Phew! That last question was little more difficult then I thought it'd be! Ah? How would I describe my personality... Well I'm charismatic! That's for sure! You sort of have to be to be a good or even decent thesbian. My friends say I'm quirky, creative, loud, ditzy, and a ton of other things. I guess, that's true. Oh! There was one big fancy word that one of my smart friends used to describe me to.. It was... er.. That's right! Loquacious! He said it meant I was talkative. I don't recall if it was a compliment or insult.. Haha, oh well!
Oh! I suppose I should mention I'm a pacifist. I'll give tons of empty threats if I really want to and I'll almost hurt or fight someone. But I can't and won't. Fighting and aggression just doesn't seem to solve anything in my opinion. Like the world is at war because they want peace. People punish murders by killing them and yet they aren't murderers. Apparently their killing is justified. It's just plain bologne! I'm pretty adaptable though. I love trying new things and I have a pretty high tolerance for other sorts of bologne. Heehee, I also don't usually curse.
And yes. I am bisexual. It sort of plays on the fact the I have an 'androgynous' look. At least that's what Mr. Smartypants said to me one time. Haha, well...I think I'm ready for the next question!"
The Past
"My past? My history? Ha! It's not really interesting at all. Sorry but it really isn't. I mean I was born on July 12th in a hospital in Poland. I lived...a pretty normal life if I do say so myself. Which I do! I grew up in a moderate, middle-class home. My mother was a nurse and was oft gone. My dad... Oh, heh. I guess that's one of the only interesting things in my life.
My dad. He was great when Mom was home! He would buy me things and hug me, though I would flinch every now and then. When Mom was gone though, it's like a green monster just took over him! He'd get mad at me for silly things and he wouldn't let me eat so I'm recovering from being malnutritioned. I guess...he abused me. I don't like to say that. I like to think there must be some reason he was doing that. So again, don't tell anyone I told you this. He only gave me bruises though so it's not as bad as you'd think...
But then I turned 13.. I discovered my sexuality and I was caught kissing a girl in school. It was just a peck but the principal called my dad since my mom, again, was at work. Oooh, did that really fire him up. I didn't want to go home but I had to. I didn't feel like bothering my friends... I went home and.... Man, was I hit hard. I thought bruises like that would never go away. I almost thought he'd break skin for the first time. After that though, Mom came home. She saw everything.
They divorced. Mom moved away with me. I said good-bye to my friends.. Now I live here. My mom is continuing to be a nurse since I told her I'd just reside in the dormitories and stuff... We also had to go through a few years of therapy.. No idea about my dad though."
The Family
"My family? I have my mom and my dad. I apparently have a step-brother since my dad remarried but I never met him. My parents are divorced and my mom is a nurse. I'm not quite sure about my dad. I mean he was a stay-at-home dad when Mom and him were together. Who knows though? He might've changed. He might like his son all the time and he mighht have a cool job. Whenever I bring him up to Mom though, she goes wide-eyed and starts mumbling that everything is going to be alright and that she was sorry. ...It's...depressing. I think it hurts her more than it hurts me. I don't like to bring it up.."
The Finale
The night was still young and the moon nearly full. The shine of it seeped through Liz's open window and illuminated her room with almost eerie atmostphere. Her eyes danced in curiosity of what was out and about outside at this moment. It was against the rule to go outside past curfew and the school had prefects to enforce that rule... So apparently something interesting must be out there.
"Oh, I could. I would. But what if I were caught? Then things would be bad... I want to. Oh I do, I do, I do. The temptation is quite...tempting," Liz rambled to herself.
She bit her lower lip in anticipation. All she had to do was put on her shoes, open up her window, jump to the branch, slide down, and be alert for the prefects. It was simple... Yet it was her morale sense that was stopping her. Erupting into the silence, into the sophomore's little thought bubble of debate, was a howl. A loud one that send chills down her spine, making her rigid with a jolt of panic.
"A-Alright.. I'll go to bed and stay inside.. Happy?" Liz half-joked to herself before plopping down into her bed and snuggling up against her covers.
"Oh, I could. I would. But what if I were caught? Then things would be bad... I want to. Oh I do, I do, I do. The temptation is quite...tempting," Liz rambled to herself.
She bit her lower lip in anticipation. All she had to do was put on her shoes, open up her window, jump to the branch, slide down, and be alert for the prefects. It was simple... Yet it was her morale sense that was stopping her. Erupting into the silence, into the sophomore's little thought bubble of debate, was a howl. A loud one that send chills down her spine, making her rigid with a jolt of panic.
"A-Alright.. I'll go to bed and stay inside.. Happy?" Liz half-joked to herself before plopping down into her bed and snuggling up against her covers.