Post by Gabriel Rylan Kaides on Feb 6, 2010 22:14:17 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if GABRIEL RYLAN KAIDES should fall behind...[/b]
"No, nobody stop! Everybody move! Get up and dance! G-get up and dance! Move your body! B-b-body!"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age16 .
, rp experienceforever =P .
, how you found us ?.
, contacts here.[/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknamesGabe .
, age 18.
, date of birthMay 5 .
, specieshuman .
, canonignore.
, face claimLogan Lerman .[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight125 .
, tattoos&piercings he has a tattoo on his right forearm. He doesn't currently have any piercings, but you never know what he'll do.
, distinguishing featuresHuge blue eyes, but he's not a werewolf.
, physical flawsHe's got various scars from various piercings and other things he can't remember....
, personal styleGabe likes to stand out. Whatever he's wearing, you'll notice it.
, general descriptionGabriel has creamy pale skin. It's strangely perfect for his age, and he really doesn't try to take care of it. He has silky black hair He doesn't try to take care of that, either. He's lucky that he's naturally attractive, because he he's also lazy. He has these huge blue eyes and is often mistaken for a werewolf. Gabe isn't very tall or extremely buff, but he has a sort of dark beauty and he definitely doesnt have any problems in the dating department.[/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]parties,
alcohol,
money,
dance,
music,
breaking rules,
making a scene,
being the center of attention,
doing whatever the hell he feels like,
chocolate,
caffeine,
drama,
wealth,
being spoiled,
disco balls,
soda,
night,
bright colors,
sugar,
fast cars.
, dislikeshangovers (he has them frequently),
day,
being ignored,
silence,
being interrupted,
anything slow,
veggies,
waiting,
throwing up (also frequent: see #1),
pessimists,
anyone who brings his mood down.
, strengthshard to phase, generally happy, a ton of fun to be with .
, weaknessesgirls, alcohol, bad judgment .
, goals to keep his life one continuous party.
, fearsbeing poor .
, secretshis father might cut him off .
, personalityGabe is insane. But he's also tons of fun. Looking for a party? Look no farther. Gabe parties all night, every night, and sleeps all day. He might be human, but he has the sight, and he's not afraid of anything 'magical'. Gabe doesn't really give a damn who or what you are, as long as you're willing to party with him. Gabe has tons of friends, but only a few friends that he really really trusts. Being friends with Gabe means you get lots of expensive things, you meet famous people, but you also tend to get in a lot of trouble.
Gabe will do just about anything if he thinks it's going to be fun. He's always looking for a thrill or a party. He's pretty much the most fun you will find, no matter where he is. If you're at all cool, you might get to ride in his limo. If you're lucky enough to be a good friend, then maybe he'll take you for a ride in one of his sports cars, just be careful, Gabe likes to go fast. Gabe likes alcohol, maybe a little too much. He also likes girls, definitely way too much. Even if he can't remember some of them... Oops.[/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], fatherLogan Jacob Kaides.
, motherBlaine Drea Kaides .
, sibling(s)None .
, pet(s)None .
, other familyNone .
, history Logan Kaides was a millionaire by the time he was 23. No one is exactly sure how much money he has now that he's 46, but everyone knows it's a lot. Everyone also knows his son, Gabriel Kaides, stands to inherit it all. Good thing, too, considering how much of his father's money he spends a day.
When Logan and Blaine Kaides had their first and only son, they gave him everything he wanted, everything that money could buy. Gabriel always wanted more and he always got more. It became pretty obvious that Gabriel loved to party at a young age. His parents let him. They figured their son should be able to do anything he wanted. And he did.
Logan became a little worried when Gabe kept getting arrested. He decided to move the family to Nevermore, in hopes of avoiding trouble. It didn't work. Gabe brought the trouble and the parties with him. His father still didn't try to step in. After all, his son deserved anything he wanted. No matter what it was. It didn't even matter if it was illegal, if Gabe wanted it, he got it.
Now Gabe is 18 and his parents have absolutely no control over him. They control his money, but they don't limit it. Gabe uses massive amounts of money to pay for his parties. He lives alone in an overly priced apartment, furnished specifically for his party addiction. [/size][/ul].[/color]
` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member titleNever Gonna Stop.
, rules word-admin edit-
, rp sample .
The night was way too cold for anyone to willingly go out it. But Sorrow hadn't exactly had a choice on the matter. After all, he had to go when they called him. But really? They couldn't at least provide a cozy warm ride home? They insisted that he walk back to his apartment himself, through the stupid park. Not that Sorrow was worried about how dangerous the park was. He could handle that... plus like a million, but he wasn't exactly thrilled with the cold. Downy snowflakes started to float down from the heaven, almost as if to mock him. Well hell. Sorrow seriously considered a few choice curse words, but there wasn't anyone around to hear him, so he really wasn't going to waste some high quality cursing. It was dark, so it was difficult to see properly. Sorrow thought this was probably good, because he was definitely looking a little rough.
He was obviously stunning, but he also looked like he'd just come through hell. He thought this last job probably made hell look like a tanning salon. Pale bruises covered most of his body, and he was limping ever so slightly. A long, half-healed cut ran across one cheek. The injuries were nothing he wasn't used to.... they were the fucking story of his life. Sorrow could hardly remember the last time he'd been completely in one piece. Lately, they'd been calling him more and more often, he'd had less time to recover in between. Not, that he was complaining, or anything, he'd chosen this life, and he didn't regret it. But it was demanding. Somewhere along the line of thought, Sorrow's pace had slowed so much that he had come to a halt. He couldn't say what exactly made him realize he wasn't alone. But Sorrow needed that little extra sense. If he didn't have it, he would have been dead long ago.
Sorrow narrowed his eyes, peering warily around. He looked like some great cat, predatory. He wasn't worried, not really, but being too bold could get you killed, especially in Sorrow's world. Adrenaline flooded him, an old friend that he had felt so often that he hardly noticed, his body tensing automatically. Sorrow had to force his lips closed to keep from releasing a little groan. Hell, his body hurt. He stayed there, not relaxing his muscles, but aching all over. All he really wanted was to go home and take a nice hot shower and curl up his bed and sleep for about ten years. But if there really was someone watching him from the shadows, then it looked like his bed would have to wait. Fuck my life, Sorrow thought.[/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
