Post by heikki jackson on May 24, 2008 14:43:49 GMT -5
cute is what we aim for
[/b][/color][/font][/size]everyone’s a let down it just deepens
on how far down they can go in every
circle of friends there’s a whore the one
who flirts and talks a little more but who’s
to say this is a social scene anyway
{heikki joe jackson}
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[
][/center]my real name is A secret, i swear.
and i’ve been living on planet earth for a total of 17 years.
you can reach me by PM, like with my other characters,
Who don‘t exist.
let’s just escape the fate
[/b][/size]the situations are irrelevant now she
loves the way that i tease i love the way
that she breathes i touched her ooh she
touched my aah it was the craziest thing
i love the girls who love to hate because
they’re just like me[/center]
full name:Heikki Joe Jackson
nicknames: Lintu on occasions
date of birth: 19/10/1983
age:25
sexuality:Bisexuall
band and position:Deaths Edge - Drummer
height: 5ft 7
weight:
hair color: Black at the moment but it has been blond, gray, purple, white.. Had fethers sticking out of it..
eye color: Green but has used black contact lenses before
body type: Muscular and semi well built
tattoos & piercings: One in left ear and tattoo on right forearm
played by: Lauri Ylonen
we’re all just gym class heroes
and i know it sounds so old but cupid got
me in a chokehold and i'm afraid i might
give in towels on the mat my white flag
is waving i mean she even cooks me pancakes
and alka seltzer when my tummy aches
if that ain't love then i don't know what love is
and i know it sounds so old but cupid got
me in a chokehold and i'm afraid i might
give in towels on the mat my white flag
is waving i mean she even cooks me pancakes
and alka seltzer when my tummy aches
if that ain't love then i don't know what love is
likes:
dislikes:
strengths:
weaknesses:
fears:
personality:
the almost famous losers
i can't believe i didn't say this sooner i'll
just believe that i was all displaced i'll get
to speaking, let you know how i feel i'll
get to judging, make you see my appeal
no one will ever see things the way i do
i can't believe i didn't say this sooner i'll
just believe that i was all displaced i'll get
to speaking, let you know how i feel i'll
get to judging, make you see my appeal
no one will ever see things the way i do
father’s name, age, occupation: Pauli, 49, Teacher (Art)
mother’s name, age, occupation:Eve, 45, Nurse
sibling(s) name(s), age(s):N/A
hometown:Helsinki, Finland
pets: None
history:
did you know boys like girls?
i can’t deny your eyes you know i tried to
read between the lines i saw the warning
sign and then you threw me up against the
wall who said that it’s better to have loved
and lost i wish that i had never loved at all
i can’t deny your eyes you know i tried to
read between the lines i saw the warning
sign and then you threw me up against the
wall who said that it’s better to have loved
and lost i wish that i had never loved at all
other: Nope
read the rules: Appel Cider?
rp sample:
For once Fabian was attending school, for the first time in two weeks but he hadn’t been off ill or due to family troubles, how can someone have family troubles when they had no family to go to. He felt like going there to get away from everyone as it was unlikely anyone would be looking for him at school of all places. The normally hyper, happy person was gone and a deep sadness had washed over Fabian like the plague and broken him. He had promised himself that it would never happen but a small part of him knew it was coming after years of pushing any uncomforted feeling to the pit of his stomach and covering it with humour and getting an adrenalin rush. Depression wasn’t a term Fabian liked to associate with himself but that was how he felt. Utterly depressed and alone. Nobody knew the real him or his past, they just saw him as a deliriously happy guy who likes endangering himself. That was true up until today.
Flicking absentmindedly through a Playboy magazine he found Fabian glanced over the content but felt nothing for the woman posing on the pages, they were just boring to him. He didn’t understand why so many guys found the woman to be attractive or pay however much to see them in paper. Yet every part of him wanted to like the girls, he went through his mind what should make them attractive but found nothing and just made him feel more depressed. Fabian wasn’t opposed to gays, or the fact he may be gay but it was how he came to the realization that he was off woman that upset him so. It wasn’t meant to happen how it did, Fabian wanted to try dating a guy before anything else but life never works out how you plan it to.
Sighing he stood up and walked around the empty classroom, he wasn’t meant to be in hear but it was unlocked and empty so Fabian just wondered in and sat at the back. It was a science room so there were matches around but Fabian guessed they were locked away so he couldn’t burn the magazine, instead just chucked it out an open window and let it fall to the ground for someone else to find, and probably enjoy.
It had been almost a year since the moment Fabian decided he would never cry again. It seemed like a bold statement for someone who had just turned seventeen at the time and yet so far Fabian had been true to the word. He hadn’t shade a tear of sadness since, until now. Fresh tears were falling down his face and it stung. It made his face hurt and eyes hurt and feel sick, it all felt unnatural and plan wrong. Guy were not meant to cry, Fabian wasn’t meant to cry. He was happy, all the time happy and hyper, right? Then you really didn’t know Fabian. With a single hand he took it too his face and rubbed his eyes, nobody could tell what colour they were, a mix of green and grey, maybe. A shiver ran up his spin as the sick feeling came back and Fabian knew he was panicking, he always had a problem with anxiety but so far managed to hid it. But now he was literally shaking and collapsed to the floor and sat in the corner of the room. Almost two years of silence and emotional deadness coming out in one huge burst. The reason? Fabian had been raped.
He was sixteen when his parents broke up and having more erratic behaviour never attended school much to his parents disappointment. With age should come wisdom but not in this boys case and he had snuck out of school to see his dad with another woman. His dad urged him to keep the event secret but Fabian had a big mouth and let slip what he saw in a fight with his dad and a divorce soon followed. Both parents argued as to who got what and yet neither seemed to agree who got there son, dad wanted to take him home to Romania while mother didn’t seem too keen to stop him. It was too much and Fabian ran to live on the streets. He knew nobody would be looking for him for a while as he had run away before but this time he was gone for a lot longer and met an older man.
Fabian took a shine to him, maybe he seemed like an older brother or on a stretch a farther. The older guy seemed kind, he gave Fabian money and shelter for doing odd jobs. It was just petty crime at first, steal money, cigarettes and beer. Never drugs as such yet but Fabian knew he had to prove he could be trusted before that, drugs would get him more money. Maybe enough to be able to fly home, right back home and start again away from everyone. He would get that opportunity but there was one big catch. Fabian would have to sleep with his new found ‘big brother’. No wasn’t an option.
Back in the class room Fabian was still shaking and hugging himself tightly as he thought about it, the pain and feeling of being touched against his will. A small part of him enjoying it but he didn’t want to. He wanted to know if he liked guys but not like that. But he did and because of that guy it felt so wrong. He felt used and sick as he was still given money at the end of it, a bribe to keep shut or else. A phrase that Fabian heard a lot. Or else..
Looking around Fabian gulped hard as he felt his throat clam up and the shaking slow down and he wished someone would find him, not a teach but a friend. Right now he didn’t care how they saw him he needed help before he completely lost it. But he was in an un used classroom so Fabian just closed his eyes and preyed to be found, it was all he could do right now.
Flicking absentmindedly through a Playboy magazine he found Fabian glanced over the content but felt nothing for the woman posing on the pages, they were just boring to him. He didn’t understand why so many guys found the woman to be attractive or pay however much to see them in paper. Yet every part of him wanted to like the girls, he went through his mind what should make them attractive but found nothing and just made him feel more depressed. Fabian wasn’t opposed to gays, or the fact he may be gay but it was how he came to the realization that he was off woman that upset him so. It wasn’t meant to happen how it did, Fabian wanted to try dating a guy before anything else but life never works out how you plan it to.
Sighing he stood up and walked around the empty classroom, he wasn’t meant to be in hear but it was unlocked and empty so Fabian just wondered in and sat at the back. It was a science room so there were matches around but Fabian guessed they were locked away so he couldn’t burn the magazine, instead just chucked it out an open window and let it fall to the ground for someone else to find, and probably enjoy.
It had been almost a year since the moment Fabian decided he would never cry again. It seemed like a bold statement for someone who had just turned seventeen at the time and yet so far Fabian had been true to the word. He hadn’t shade a tear of sadness since, until now. Fresh tears were falling down his face and it stung. It made his face hurt and eyes hurt and feel sick, it all felt unnatural and plan wrong. Guy were not meant to cry, Fabian wasn’t meant to cry. He was happy, all the time happy and hyper, right? Then you really didn’t know Fabian. With a single hand he took it too his face and rubbed his eyes, nobody could tell what colour they were, a mix of green and grey, maybe. A shiver ran up his spin as the sick feeling came back and Fabian knew he was panicking, he always had a problem with anxiety but so far managed to hid it. But now he was literally shaking and collapsed to the floor and sat in the corner of the room. Almost two years of silence and emotional deadness coming out in one huge burst. The reason? Fabian had been raped.
He was sixteen when his parents broke up and having more erratic behaviour never attended school much to his parents disappointment. With age should come wisdom but not in this boys case and he had snuck out of school to see his dad with another woman. His dad urged him to keep the event secret but Fabian had a big mouth and let slip what he saw in a fight with his dad and a divorce soon followed. Both parents argued as to who got what and yet neither seemed to agree who got there son, dad wanted to take him home to Romania while mother didn’t seem too keen to stop him. It was too much and Fabian ran to live on the streets. He knew nobody would be looking for him for a while as he had run away before but this time he was gone for a lot longer and met an older man.
Fabian took a shine to him, maybe he seemed like an older brother or on a stretch a farther. The older guy seemed kind, he gave Fabian money and shelter for doing odd jobs. It was just petty crime at first, steal money, cigarettes and beer. Never drugs as such yet but Fabian knew he had to prove he could be trusted before that, drugs would get him more money. Maybe enough to be able to fly home, right back home and start again away from everyone. He would get that opportunity but there was one big catch. Fabian would have to sleep with his new found ‘big brother’. No wasn’t an option.
Back in the class room Fabian was still shaking and hugging himself tightly as he thought about it, the pain and feeling of being touched against his will. A small part of him enjoying it but he didn’t want to. He wanted to know if he liked guys but not like that. But he did and because of that guy it felt so wrong. He felt used and sick as he was still given money at the end of it, a bribe to keep shut or else. A phrase that Fabian heard a lot. Or else..
Looking around Fabian gulped hard as he felt his throat clam up and the shaking slow down and he wished someone would find him, not a teach but a friend. Right now he didn’t care how they saw him he needed help before he completely lost it. But he was in an un used classroom so Fabian just closed his eyes and preyed to be found, it was all he could do right now.
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