keep those e y e s to yourself // caine.

[caine taylor]

cute is what we aim for

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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

{ caine christopher taylor }[/font][/color]
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my real name is The Notorious K I T T E N., i swear.
and i’ve been living on planet earth for a total of seventeen years.
you can reach me by PM, and possibly ICQ, like with my other characters,
katherine rivera, jenna weathers, and angel danvers.

let’s just escape the fate

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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
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full name: Caine Christopher Taylor
nicknames: Caine Christopher, CC, Spade.
date of birth: October 30th, 1988
age: 20
sexuality: Bi-curious.
band and position: The Plastic Flowers --- Bass.

height:5'9
weight: 133
hair color: Black, with a blue tint
eye color: cerulean mixed with earthy green
body type: slim, a bit toned, average
tattoos & piercings: lips - snakebites, but usually wears only one ; ears - gauged ; tattoos - located on lower hip, picture of a rose in flames, stating in cursive writing "Love Hurts".
played by: Matt Good

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

likes:

dislikes:

strengths:

weaknesses:

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personality:

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Caine Christopher - the next male to be setting comfortably, in a red, velvet theatre screening chair beside Ebert and Roeper, commenting and rating the vast variety of films that come our way these days - SERIOUSLY. The boy has seen almost every film known to man! Indie flicks...foreign films... slashers... you name it, and Caine can give you - at least - a five minute synopsis of the film of choice. He loves to get involved with his beloved boxoffice love affairs; for example, Rocky Horror. Caine always makes sure to attend the annual celebration of the movie, where fellow radicals dress as their favorite movie whore and be sure to brighten the theatre with their appearance.

He finds French movies - with subtitles - to be quite addicting, as well as Japanese Yakuza filma from then and now. One of his many comedic idols is the duo of Divine and John Waters from the late sixties-seventies ~ Pink Flamingos was bliss.

Just like a forlorn P u P p Y.
It's a sure-shot case of puppy love when it comes to Caine and his dogs. An au naturale dog lover, along with being raised with dogs throughout his life, it's no wonder that the boy has caught the 'canine disease'! He is an animal fanatic in general, but he always shows some serious love for Man's Best Friend. Caine swears that in his past life that he was a dog; he and the species have a lot in common - loyalty, playful, energetic, loving, and... they both are adorable and posess those loving puppy eyes that everyone gushes over. Of course, when with his beloved pooches, he likes to watch Must Love Dogs & Beethoven.

I'm the next Food Network S t A r.
CC LOVES his food - simple as that. The boy loves to eat and yearns to cook. He's tried a bit of everything in the world - Thai, Chinese, Mexican, Cantonese, German - one could say he is one big melting pot, chauk full of recipes from all over the world. Once he tries something new, he remembers that taste as an inspiration and tries to whip up something of his own, based from it; a concoction that is surely to give one an orgasm rivaling that of Meg Ryan's from the movie When Harry Met Sally. As of the twenty years the kid has been on Earth, he has had no complaints from those who have tried his cooking - they actually keep coming back for more!

F u N n Y is as it does ... once you've pissed yourself.
Our little boy is also, believe it or not, quite the comedian. He enjoys making others, and himself, laugh. He never likes to see a frown on anyone's face, and encourages the most random behavior one can muster when in his prescence. He is a potential danger to tickling one's funny bone to the point of no return, and most likely can make one piss his pants in a matter of one minute - or less. He is always there to preform a skit or slash-out for someone who needs a gut-busting giggle session or even the tiniest of smiles. Team America could be said to be a major influence...

Isn't it a shame that P i C t U r E s fade?
Caine has an obsession with pictures, truth be told. No, not of one particular thing, or himself, (although at times, he can be quite a whore on the camera's behalf), but a variety, actually. He's attracted to the mood and feel of pictures; he finds almost any polaroid to be endearing to him. He really takes a liking to black and white photographs, as he buys them frequently. He would someday like to be a apprentice to a photog or something; to be able to create the very thing that he falls in love with on the daily. Great Expectations is a movie that reflects his love for pictures and how intimate they can be...[/ul][/size]

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

father’s name, age, occupation:Adam Daniel Taylor, 44, professional body trainer/gym owner
mother’s name, age, occupation: Rita Mae Reed-Taylor, 42, Cosmotologist
sibling(s) name(s), age(s):
Marissa Lynn Taylor, twenty-one
Roland Baine Taylor, nineteen
hometown: New York, New York
pets:
Dipshit; Pitbull; Family Pooch.
Bettie Page; Alaskan Malamute; Marissa's Pooch.
Jones; Saint Bernard; Roland's Pooch.
Yoshitoshi Sake aka Liquor Girl; German Shepard; Caine's Pooch.

history:

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Lo and behold, as it looked down upon a little hospital, and inside, a babe was just birthed from it's mother's womb. This babe was a special little shit, alright - it had something many other kids didn't. What was it? One really can't be sure.

As the doctor held the baby boy in his grip, spanking its bottom to let it take its first breath, his face began to contort into odd representations of what seemed to be finding humor in the babe; gut-busting laughter soon following. The whole room was baffled -what was so damn funny? The boy never did cry, or make any noticeable movement... what did he do to amuse the doctor so? Only he will know.

The miracle child was named Caine Christopher; born unto this world to Rita Mae and Adam Daniel Taylor. Rita was a true-blue cosmotologist who had a knack for blending colors and using bold shades on her 'dolls', unlike most who gave their dolls your average 'baby'- face. Of course, with her unique state of mind and occupation, she wasn't about to let her son be - well, normal. Same with Adam, whom was a professional bodybuilder and gym owner/trainer. He, with his opinionated state of mind and brain overflowing with advice for the masses, wasn't about to let his son be another womanizer or plain joe.

Besides Caine, there was Marissa Lynn, his big sister. Throughout childhood, ever since being introduced to him once brought home from the hospital, Caine was Marissa's personal My First Baby. They were always close, and she always seemed to be there for him.

A year after Caine, came Roland Baine. Turning out to be a complete opposite of Caine - serious and always on-task, it was refreshing and interesting duo for the family to watch. Within childhood, both Caine and Marissa flaunted their Roland wherever they went, but as he came of age, he became a bit serious and distant from his brother and sister. Even so, the family is still close-knit - everyone has everyone's back, no matter what.

Kindergarten through middle school, it was obvious that Caine was gifted amongst his fellow students. His work was brilliant, his way of answering questions was quite advanced for his age, he had interests that would rival that of a inquisitive adult... his only problem was his hyperactive soul. The boy could NEVER just - set. Sitting down was like hell for Caine; he needed to be up and moving - doing something! So, even though Caine was a mini-genius, this was earned him the nickname of 'Satan's Spawn' in his teacher's little black books.

This is also the stage in his life where the fact that he was born with the funny flowing through his veins began to show. Jokes, pranks, and any other hellacious thing would seem to pop from this kid's mouth, hands, or someone's desk. He had quite the audience in every situation - his fellow classmates adored him. (Well, except for those who were a victim of the Funny.)

As one can picture, the Taylor's were called in for many P/T conferences involving Caine. In each one, every teacher praised the content of his work, but bitched about his humorous ways, and blamed Adam and Rita for being bad influences, or in other words, bad parents. In every case, the couple just shook it off, stating that their son obviously did his work; he was better than half the kids in his class... he should just be able to goof of once in awhile. (THERE was also some frequent name calling involved and a few flashes of the middle finger from the Taylor's, but that's off the records, folks.)

Fast forward a bit, and then we come to the point where the motherload of Caine's funny disease leaked out of his pores - High School, darlings. Many kids fear the four years they must endure in this so-called Hell, but when Caine entered its corridors, he thought Hell needed to be a bit spicier, and needed a bit more havoc. Hence, the havoc came tenfold, and havoc was reeked by Caine, and his newfound friends who shared the same intentions, upon his high school.

His education, with the funny aside, was still flourishing. He kept advancing and impressing teachers - well, with his work, that is. Caine had quite the fanbase in High School, too. He really had no enemies - everyone admired him and, at least once in those four years with him, pissed their pants or sprayed milk thanks to him. (The only people that really disliked him were the geeks, as they thought he disturbed the peace. BUT hey - sometimes, they could help but crack a small smile at him!)

When the time came to graduate, Caine's class, and underclassmen, were quite sad. The life of the party was a big kid now, and he was off to bigger and better things - to fuck up, that is. Let's just say that, with his class' senior prank and all, Caine made the quite the exit. (IT was yearbook-worthy, let's just say that )

Throughout High School, admist his follies and whatnot, Caine somehow found the time to refresh his abilities with playing the bass. Ever since he was nine, he knew how to play, thanks to Adam's friend who gave Caine lessons. He hadn't played in a while, since his last riff session was around the age of ten. (quick learner, eh?) So, come freshman year in high school, he began to play again, catching up and learning to play a few well-known songs.

Upon doing so, he found himself involved with a band called The Plastic Flowers - being their offical whore on bass.

So now, Caine plays along with his band, awaiting to see where life takes him... he hopes to play till' his fingers bleed to help his band win the signing with the label sponsoring Euphoria Music Festival - their latest gig.[/ul][/size]

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

other: SORRY it took so damned long to finish thisss -_- ... *dodges evil glares*
read the rules: apple cider keeps me coming back.
rp sample:

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[milo martin]

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you. are. amazing. honestly? you could have written THE JONAS BROTHERS SUCK for everything, and i still would have accepted you. xoxo.