Post by Tzila Rakkman on Dec 11, 2010 17:13:55 GMT -5
TZILA RAKKMAN
* SOME SAY THE END IS NEAR.
* SOME SAY THE END IS NEAR.
* SOME SAY WE'LL SEE ARMAGEDDON SOON.
ABOUT YOU!
[/font]ABOUT YOU!
* FULL NAME Tzila Rakkman
* NICK NAMES Shadow
* AGE Eighteen
* BIRTHDAY September 26th.
* FAVORITE THINGS Music, Animals, Food, Nighttime, Rain, Video Games, Concerts, Sarcasm.
* LEAST FAVORITE THINGS Bleu Cheese, Idiots, Mosquitoes, Morning Hours, Exerting Effort
* FEARS Suicidal Thoughts, Heights, Losing Loved Ones
* GOALS To get better at guitar, to get an education, to make life worth living
* BIGGEST SECRET I try to tell others to stop playing the victim, and then I go right ahead and be hypocritical. I secretly hate the way I look. I secretly do love, though I tell others I don't. I secretly want love, though I tell others I don't. I secretly wish I wasn't such an idiot. I secretly wish I didn't have to lie to feel good about myself.
* CERTAINLY HOPE WE WILL
YOUR HISTORY!
[/font]YOUR HISTORY!
* MOTHER Lill Rakkman, Fifty-Three, Grant Writer, "I love her, but we don't get along well."
* FATHER Yoram Rakkman, Deceased, N/A, "I hate him and I always will for the shit he did to us.
* SIBLINGS Ariah, Twenty-Six, Musician, "I'm jealous of his talent, but I love him dearly."
* SIBLINGS Avi, Twenty-Eight, Chef, "Sometimes her idiocy annoys the crap out of me, but I do love her a lot too."
* HOMETOWN San Francisco, California, "Fuck yes. Bay Area. Nuff said."
* I SURE COULD USE A VACATION.
BEHIND THE MASK!
[/font]BEHIND THE MASK!
hey, i'm Shadow Da Smiffster! i'm currently 18 years young and living it up in the Pacific timezone. i've been on the scene for seven years, and i'm loving it! you can add me on aim and we'll chat the night away! oh and by the way, i also play the guitar.... (since I have no other characters yet) xD!
* FROM THIS BULLSHIT THREE RING CIRCUS SIDE SHOW
THE SAMPLE!
[/font]THE SAMPLE!
It's The Beginning Of The End
And I Don't Know Where We Lost Control
It's The Beginning Of The End And I
Know That I Am All Alone
Morning, a foul hour if could say so himself. What the hell was Silentstar thinking with making him a mentor so soon after returning to the Clan? Everyone just expected him to screw up because he'd spent so long on the streets, that he was some unjust, stupid, brat that wouldn't take a Warrior name.
And it was with that state of mind that Chazz emerged from his den that morning. Yes, his den. So many other warriors had given him dirty looks when he tried to sleep with them that he left one night and built his own nest of moss in a hollowed out tree. It wasn't as if anyone missed him during the night. They all probably slept better without him.
Chazz let out a yawn, and stretched his muscles before making his way down the branches and to the forest floor. At least the morning exercise woke him up everyday, but now he had to deal with something much worse than grogginess... an apprentice. Quickly, Chazz made his way into camp, nodding once to Silentstar, who's gaze seemed to be the only one without malice for him these days. Still, he wasn't too fond of the ThunderClan leader. But then again, this was Chazz, the Black Thunder. He wasn't fond of anyone.
"Whitepaw!" he yowled into the apprentices' den, startling the young cats still inside out of their restful sleep. They groaned audibly and hissed some insults to Chazz, but he didn't care. "Get a move on. You have fighting practice today!"
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*OF FREAKS HERE IN THIS HOPELESS FUCKING HOME WE CALL LA.
THE CREDITS!
[/font]THE CREDITS!
so SAM BAM?! of CAUTION 2.0! made this application template,
that was inspired by CARLEE BARLEY?! also of CAUTION,
and sam worked really hard on it, so don't take
this off or she'll send her spork army after you! <3
