Post by athena ross on Oct 5, 2009 21:24:56 GMT -5
" sing us the song of the century
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"sing me, sing me one last song"
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My name is Athena Elizabeth Ross[/size]
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I am 17 years of age
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I was born on December 17th 2086
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I am female
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I am proud to say that I am bi-sexual although I seem to be more attracted to guys than girls
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I was born a servant and my master is Kaleb Huntington
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" the dawn of my love and conspiracy
[/b][/i]at first glance, you seem okay[/font][/size]
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faceclaim !
My face belongs to a girl named Hayley WIlliams. She's the lead singer of Paramore
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My hair is the most unique characteristics about me. I was born with nature strawberry red hair. It would get very red during spring and summer and blonde during autumn and winter. But when I was 16, I dyed my hair to have different shades of orange, yellow, and red in it thus giving my hair a very fiery look to it
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My eyes are not as unique to my hair, but it's still holds an importance to me. It's a shade of deep chocolate brown. It looks very creamy and smooth and during the winter, it sometimes looks black
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I have a different kind of style. It's filled with different and very bright colors. I usually wears clothes that give my hair even more flare. My build is relatively average. I stand at about 5'8 and weigh about 125 lbs. I have built leg muscles for being constant motion. My arm muscles aren't as built but I can lift heavy objects. My stomach is tone and flat because sometimes I don't eat or I don't get to eat
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" forgotten hope and the class of thirteen
[/b][/i]but looking deeper, you're farther away[/font][/size]
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My favorite things: music, my hair, my dreams, sleep, the color orange, fire, soda, sweets, autumn, forgiveness, and sex
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I really dislike: my master, my home, loneliness, difficult tasks, chores, no sleep, vinegar, bright objects, abuse, and hatred
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When I'm given a task, no matter how challenging or difficult, it has to be done perfectly. Another thing that I tend to do is not think things through. I just jumped at the chance and not process anything because sometimes what I say isn't right. The last thing I notice that I do is I can be very defensive. I'm usually defensive of myself or the few friends that I have
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I have two dreams. The most important one to me is escaping and leaving my servant life behind. The second dream is to become a famous singer. I think I have a pretty voice and I like to sing. It's the only thing that people can't take away from me
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If you were to first meet me, you would see as an innocent girl standing at my master's side with my head down. If he instructs me to do something, I go and do it right away because I don't want to have him coming to me later and hurting me. If I'm hidden away from the public eye, I usually sing to myself. It could be about a song I made up or something I've heard. I've had an odd history and it's affected me the most and I wonder why I'm a servant sometimes but I don't fight it. It happened and I have to go through with it. When I was younger, I met this guy. I don't remember his name or what he looks look, but he opened my eyes to the darker side of things. Sex, drugs, and alcohol. I refuse to touch any of those things anymore, well for the most part...I can be a bad or good girl. I generally go off of my master's attitude of the day. I'm proud of my cooking skills. They keep getting better and better every day. When I get a compliment, I keep it close to my heart because I don't get those often. I'm a pretty smart girl. I can see things that others can't. I do pretty well when it comes to understanding politics or economics even math. It's just easy for me to understand. When I get angry, I jump and fight the problem instead of analyzing and trying to figure out a better way of approaching it. It just doesn't work for me to think before I speak
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" and the welfare's asphyxiating
[/b][/i]every hero has a story[/font][/size]
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history !
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Well my story goes something like this. My parents met in Murray Kentucky only two years before my birth. They traveled to Boston as their honeymoon because they both enjoyed historical cities. They went there and had found their new home. They moved there only few months before my birth. They had seen different people's with markings on their limbs. They thought nothing of it. My mother was a teacher and my father was a police officer. On December 17th at 11:30 PM, I was born. Once cleaned up, the doctors took me off to the side and branded the letter 'S' into my forearm. I don't remember this pain for I was small. But I knew my parents saw the horror in their eyes. They screamed at the doctors. My father went to government officials asking what the hell were those doctors doing to me. They saw nothing wrong and closed the doors to understanding the mark.
Only a year after my birth, my parents made friends with locals who both contained the marks 'M' on them, their 'kid' had a 'S' on his forearm. They explained that this was a natural process within the city of Boston and that they could do nothing about it. My parents weren't sure what to do with this, but if nothing would become of it, then they would move. I grew up with that one kid. He was my neighbor, my friend, and later on my lover. Our neighbors had picked up this servant boy off the street and gave him a home. He was a good kid for most of his life until he got older. Then drugs, alcohol, and hormones played a big influence in his changing personality.
Around the age of 13, he began showing me the dark side of the world. He was about 17. I had trusted him with anything and he learned to trust me. He showed me different kinds of drugs and alcohol. I tried everything and I grew to hate it. I pushed him away from me one day when I told him that he should stop his addictions. He came at me, and punched me in the side of the head. The force was so strong that I fell over and was immediately knocked out. When I came to, he had already undressed me and himself. I was being raped. I tried pushing him away but I was too weak. I had hit my head on the ground which caused it to break up and bleed. I can't remember his face or what he looked like. But that day will be imprinted in my memory forever. Soon enough, my parents found me and took me to the doctors. They said I had a mild concussion and amnesia. I remembered by parents but I can't remember his face. When I was 15, my current master, Kaleb Huntington, came and took me away from my parents. It seemed like my parents did nothing to stop him. I was just taken away and left there in the hands of a complete stranger. Kaleb was different. He's nice for the most part unless if I screw up. Now I live in my third year of serving him. I changed a little bit. My face appears cold and emotionless to anyone who meets me. I wonder if I'll ever see him or my parents again
" sing us a song for me
[/b][/i]behind the mask[/font][/size]
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Hello, I go by Cupcake or Silence
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Well I beat the age limit by four years. So for all those non-math people like me, that means I'm 17
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You can reach me in multiple ways, but I usually respond to PMs, emails or AIM chats
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What else is there ?
