Post by Jade/ Krystal/ Evan/ Daniel on Aug 17, 2007 23:58:08 GMT -5
Name: Krystal Illaine Scarblade
Age/Grade: 17/Junior
Character PB: Ashley Massaro (from wwe)
Neighborhood/Dorm: Upper Class
Extra Curricular Activities:
Singing Krystal grew up singing. She would sing any chance she got, whether it was for church or to the shower wall. She just couldn't live without it. She has a gorgeous voice, and loves to sing out to large crowds of people, no fear at all. She has never had stage fright, or cared about anyone elses opinion.
Volleyball Krystal started playing volleyball in 8th grade. Oh yes, totally the best sport ever! Was she ready for the biggest game of the year? Hell yes! She even lead the school to victory and a trophy in the 9th grade.
Drawing Ah yes. Krystal has always been excellent in drawing. When she was younger, you bet your ass she would draw you a dragon, well, anything really. Her favorite type of drawing is free hand. She mainly draws animals, or new tattoo ideas.
Guitar and Drums Krystal started taking drum lessons when she was 13. A year later, she began taking guitar lessons. Of course, since her favorite band is Metallica, she tried her hardest to learn guitar or drums as well as they did. Of course she didn't succeed. It doesn't bother her though, she knows that band is to good and kick-ass to learn how to play a part.
Personality:
Drug Queen Oh God, what a crack head. Krystal is a drug fan. She does or has done almost anything you can think of. Pill popper, cocaine, pot, ah, she loved the high feeling. Of course, because of it, her and her dad ended up, splitting apart. It went from Daddy's Angel, to, that crackhead. Just don't get her mad if she's high. She will be a bitch. A killing bitch. She will stab you in the heart with a knife in a second, either that or cut herself, then regret it when she passes out and wakes up having no clue of to what happened.
Short-tempered That bitch. Krystal will blow up at you in a heartbeat. She is the most short tempered bitch you will ever meet. She can take a joke, but, don't push it. If you do push it, be ready cause you will get cursed out.
Half/Half Krystal is bi-polar, so her friends say. She will be laughing one minuete, then trying to kill you another minuete. She will cut herself, only when she gets very emotional though, mainly after her dad beats and abuses her. She can't help it though! When her dad just left a red handprint across her face, it's either try and fight back, or take it and then let out your emotions later by cutting and crying. Normally though, Krystal is layed back, loving, sweet, and giggly.
History: Krystal has a loving mother, and a hateful, abussive father, along with an annoying older brother that she has to live with in a three story house, or mansion, since her family is rich. Her mother, Claire, is a sweet, kind woman who has always loved Krystal, and spoiled her. Krystal's father, Gregorry, on the other hand, hates Krystal. Greg tends to favor Krystal's 19 year old brother Kevin. She had been doing drugs, so, that caused the problem with her dad. Back then, you name it, she did it. Pill popper, cocaine, pot, so on and so forth. Oh how her father loved calling her the worst of names; slut, whore, prostitute, bitch, pill popper, crack head, oh it goes on. Of course her being bisexual didn't help anything. Krystal's brother, on the other hand, is just like any other sibling, annoying. He annoys or tricks her every chance he gets, from stealing her hair brush and getting globs of hair gel on it, or pantsing her infront of her crush. Ah yes, the love between them two....
Current Stats:
She is:
lxl Bisexual
lxl Short-Tempered
lxl Single
lxl A Carnivore
Fears:
lsl Roaches
lsl Torture
lsl Her Father When He's Drunk
Likes:
l+l Dogs
l+l Boys
l+l Hot Rods
l+l Sex
l+l Making Out
l+l Drinking Smirnoff
l+l Being High
l+l Drugs
l+l Emo boys/ Goth boys
l+l Movies
l+l Music
l+l Colors Black and Red
Dislikes:
l-l Preps
l-l Jocks
l-l Bullies
l-l Concrete
l-l Racism
l-l Homophobes
l-l Cats
l-l Mayonaise
Sample RP: Beep beep beep!" a series of beeps came from an alarm clock awaking a 17 year old girl named Krystal from her slumber. A hand slipped out from the covers and slammed down onto the snooze button. The girl groaned softly and rolled over. About 5 minuetes later she moved from the covers before stretching and throwing them off of her letting a yawn escape her mouth. Her 5'8" figure stretched out as she walked to the bathroom to take a quick shower. She got in and got clean, until 15 minuetes later when she got out.
A cloud of steam exited the shower as Krystal wrapped a towel around her and walked into her bedroom. Quickly grabbing a pair of jeans that were ripped at the heels and knees. She then walked over to her closet grabbing a black shirt that said 'Creed' on it in red letters. After she had got the rest of her clothes she walked to the bathroom, shut the door and changed. She quickly hopped on the scale to check her weight "110lbs" she said to herself smiling.
Krystal then let out a sigh, "Where is a brush when you need one!?" she said looking threw her stuff. "Kevin!" she hissed before walking out of her room and to one next to hers. "Open up the door and give me back my brush you creep!" she demanded banging on the door. "Here enjoy" her brother Kevin said throwing the brush out the door. "EEEEEWWWWW! IT'S COVERED IN HAIR GEL!!!" she said looking at the brush in discust as a glob of gel hit the floor. "My treat for you Krystal" he said grinning as he shut the door. She rolled her eyes and walked back to her room as she cleaned out the brush.
She quickly blow-dried her blonde and black highlighted hair as she brushed threw it on her countertop. She brushed her white teeth and walked back into the room after applyling some black eyeliner and black mascara. She grabbed a silver tongue ring and slid it into her tongue. Before grabbing some silver hoop earrings and a silver belly button ring and slid them in as well. Looking into the mirror her turquoise eyes sparkled more than ever. She slid on some black socks and a pair of all black converse, well, except for the red shoe laces of course.
"Where is my purse?!" Krystal asked looking around her room. "Oh, there it is" she said snatching it up and slipping her black Sony Ericsson phone and her black I-pod inside of it. Smiling in delight as she finnished. She trotted down the steps and glanced down at her two dogs, her brendle Pit Bull Blade, and her English Bulldog Warrior. "Bye guys, see you later!" she said kissing the two dogs on the nose. She grabbed a glass and poured some Orange Juice into, quickly drank it, and then headed out the door. "BYE I'M LEAVING!" she called out shutting the door as she stepped onto the concrete and walked over to her black and red camaro smiling with pleasure.
Krystal opened the door and hopped in as she tuned the radio to 96 wave. She put the car in reverse and was on her way. Minuetes later she arrived at the school searching for a parking spot. "Perfect" she said sliding into one and hoping out of her car. She pulled down her shirt in the back, not wanting anyone to see her tattoo of a black rose with a red dragon wrapped around it. She started to walk up to the school before walking over to the school wall and sliding down it, laying her head against the wall, brushing her black nails threw her hair. As she snatched a cigeratte from her purse and lit it up with a skull lighter.