Post by falon gwendolyn gaydge on Jun 26, 2010 0:08:02 GMT -5
teenagers scare the living shit out of me
AND MISSES FALON GWENDOLYN GAYDGE, YOU'RE ONE OF THE WORST
save your breath, i've heard this line twenty-four times. all them shifters, they hate me.
they're gonnna rip up your heads
YOUR ASPIRATIONS TO SHREDS ANOTHER COG IN THE MURDER MACHINE
* GENDER // Female
* CELEBRITY // Daisy Lowe
* NICKNAME(S) // Fae, That-Bitch-Over-There, ‘Gwenny’(by her bro when he’s feeling particularly pissy or affectionate)
* HEIGHT // 5’8”
* WEIGHT // 118 lbs
* MOTHER // Marie Gaydge, Deceased
* FATHER // Alexander Gaydge, Deceased
* BROTHER(S) // Jarren Gaydge , twenty-four, vampire
* SISTERS(S) // Zilch
they're gonnna clean up your looks
WITH ALL THE LIES IN THE BOOKS, TO MAKE A CITIZEN OUT OF YOU
WITH ALL THE LIES IN THE BOOKS, TO MAKE A CITIZEN OUT OF YOU
* LIKES // The moment just before the kill, where the eyes of her victim widen in fear and it clicks that they‘re gonna die, (on to normal, not-creepy-at-all likes =D) Drinking, Watching people around her, Climbing the food chain, Sneaking up on people, Running in the rain, swimming alone in a lake at the middle of the night, Fighting
* DISLIKES // overly… ambitious… guys, Arrogance, Ass kissers, Bright sunny days(you know, where it‘s so hot outside that the fur starts to fall off in protest?), Idiot fugitives who think a teensy stick or dull knife is actually going to kill her, People who use her to get ahead or take advantage.
* PET PEEVE // The stench of vampires, cannot stand to be touched, and the sound of little kids, whether they’re laughing, crying, or screaming. It gets to the point where she wants to snap their necks(hello mother of the year!).
* BIGGEST FEAR // She’ll murder her brother, or that Creeper will come after her.
* BAD HABIT // Tapping her nails when irritated, growling when she thinks, shifting when she’s angry and attacking the first person she comes into contact with.
* FLAWS // Power hungry, Temper the size of Mount Everest, Blunt.
* POSITIVE ATTRIBUTES // Cunning when she feels like it, When she trusts she‘s loyal till the end, Can handle herself just fine without some idiot trying to protect her.
but if you're troubled and hurt
WHAT YOU GOT UNDER YOUR SHIRT WILL MAKE THEM PAY FOR THE THINGS THAT THEY DID
WHAT YOU GOT UNDER YOUR SHIRT WILL MAKE THEM PAY FOR THE THINGS THAT THEY DID
* FACT ONE // Falon was born October 12th, 2089 to Marie and Alex Gaydge . She arrived just twenty minutes before her twin brother Jarren. Of course, that meant both their parents were out of the breeding business. Instead, they were given a fantastic short term position: Dinner! Yeah, great outcome right? Anyway, these kiddos were raised without parents, just like every other ‘breeder‘. Unlike most future breeders, however, their toddler years were actually spent closer to each other than most, since years usually separated siblings. They were lucky enough to be born on the same date. They were granted play dates every once in a while, and at such a young age found they loved to play together! Lots of silly little jumping and dancing and playing ‘fugitive‘. Unfortunately for them, being toddlers together was allowed but any older than that… Well, it just sucks to be a future breeder.
* FACT TWO // Yes. Twins. Falon and Jarren. Total cliché, right? WRONG! These two kiddos really didn‘t know much of each other after preschool. They were separated into different homes because of their gender. Oh, yippee! Crazy-ass monsters have ripped apart another family! What a creative, joyous occasion! ... Yeah. Right. Actually, the separation was a cruel and common punishment for being born human. Life was difficult for Falon without her twin. She hated being around the other future breeders, so she kept to herself a lot. The longer she was kept from her brother, someone she knew of but never knew personally, the worse her temper got. It was to the point where most of her fellow screwed-inmates-of-the-wolves would make it a point to give her a wide berth. Who could blame them? Crazy white girl on a rampage, going off the littlest things? Yikes!
* FACT THREE // Unsurprisingly, as she grew up their ‘masters‘ weren‘t very lenient. She did not get to see her brother for good behavior. She didn‘t really get the freedoms the others got, thanks to her ‘fuck off morally repugnant morons!’ attitude. She was stuck inside, brooding. Now, every once in a while a new future breeder would be brought in, either captured or pawned off by their owners. This new girl would always try to ‘save her from herself‘. You can imagine how that worked out. The results were commonly remembered by which body part was broken, and how deep the cuts were, depending on how hard they tried to ‘save‘ Falon.
* FACT FOUR // Eventually, Fae became of age. She had to breed or die. Of course Falon chose neither. Instead, she chose to run two days before her birthday and the eminent assigning of her mate. Somehow, she was able to get away from her den mother. Most others were watched like a hawk weeks, even months before their eighteenth birthday. For some reason, the den mother had assumed Bridgett would just sulk about and bite the head off of whoever came too near. No one bothered to keep a close watch on her. So, when the others took off on their earned fake freedom night activities, she slipped out her window and ran like she‘d never run before.
* FACT FIVE // The night of Falon‘s escape was unfortunately hunting night for Creeper Kyle. Creeper Kyle stumbled upon a dirty, tear streaked teenager. If it had been a human, Creepy Kyle may have pitied her. Instead, his insatiable hunger took over and he attacked, raping and attempting to devour her. As some sort of horny I-don’t-feel-like-giving-you-up-just-yet Creeper Kyle found a way to reel in his hunger and left her to lie there, bleeding profusely, disgusting, completely disgraced, and searched for another snack. He came back the next morning to find a passed out shifter just begging to be taken away(or rather, laying there helplessly and CK couldn’t resist).
* FACT SIX // For weeks Falon was held captive by Creeper Kyle, unable to fend for herself. She may have been owned by monsters in her past, but she‘d never met one before in her life, other than Creeper. Those days passed in painful, frightening blurs. Oft times she blacked out for days, in which things she never wanted to remember occurred. That life seemed like all her future had in store for her… Until one day Creeper didn‘t come back. Falon hid for three days, chained up and scared that if she tried to escape he would come after her and attack. On the third day, when night had fallen, she decided to risk it. She ripped through her chains, leaving bloody gashes in her wrists and ankles, and ran for it, as far and as fast as she could go. Once she could run no further, she stopped to breathe. He wasn‘t coming after her, no matter how hard she looked. And… She was starving. She searched for days, munching on whatever fluffy thing to cross her path, until she stumbled on a fugitive‘s camp where, taken over completely by the demon-wolf holding her soul captive, she attacked. She mutilated dozens of people. She had no choice. Her conscience didn‘t stop her. Nothing did. That power… Oh, how good it felt burning through her body. She loved the feeling of power. She loved the idea of controlling the future of others. After that, she cleaned herself up, dusted herself off, and searched for a nice new place to own some breeders of her own.
* FACT SEVEN // One thing Fae never forgot about was her twin. She‘d always hoped to find him in one of the breeding camps, and even took the hope far enough that she began asking other shifters if they'd seen him. Unfortunately for her, one of them recognized the description. She learned, to her distraught, that some years ago he'd escaped from the breeders dorm. No one knew what happened to him, though Fae believed he'd escaped and joined a fugitives camp. Months went by with her searching and destroying every fugitive camp she could find in search of her brother, yet still she found nothing, up until one interesting night hunting. She was sniffing out a fugitive camp, one that she'd heard rumors of, placed near the vampires territory. She‘d barely been on the trail for a few days when she caught the nasty rotten scent of vampire. She figured she would run into a vampire eventually, being so close to their homes, or whatever the hell they lived in. Still, one less vampire was alright with her. She hurled herself toward the atrocious smell and launched… Right into her twin brother Jarren! Both of them paused in their hatred, overcome completely by the shock of the accidental run in. Then horror ensued. Her brother, her flesh and blood… A damn rotting corpse! A nasty, vicious creature that shouldn‘t even be up and about! The thought filled her mouth with bile and sent icy fingers flitting down her back. Then she snarled. How dare he! How dare they?! Those bloodsucking leeches stole her brother away! She could never love him again, as her nature automatically repelled them from one another. She couldn‘t help the hug that ensued moments after their accidental meeting. TEAM ADMIN WINS AGAIN. She resisted the urge to rip his throat out - barely - and muttered, very quietly, ‘never again, brother, will I be able to control this hatred. I love you but… If you ever cross my path again, I‘ll strike, and you will die. Goodbye.’ Her life, her one mission was to turn her brother and show him the powerful, adrenaline-filled future of a shifter. Instead, she had a twin she could never again see, unless they somehow learned to control their instincts. After that day, she attempted to place herself in situations with other disgusting walking corpses, praying that one day she could stop herself from striking… And ending the life of any varmint that got too close. So far, she‘s been unsuccessful.
the boys and girls in the clique
THE AWFUL NAMES THAT THEY STICK; YOU'RE NEVER GONNA FIT IN MUCH, KID
THE AWFUL NAMES THAT THEY STICK; YOU'RE NEVER GONNA FIT IN MUCH, KID
* YOUR ALIAS // Taylor, or Taygirl =]
* YOUR AGE // 17
* CHARACTERS ON THE SITE // just Fae so far
* HOW YOU FOUND US // Emmy! <33
* FAVORITE PART OF THE SITE // EVERYONE’S ALIVE HERE!!! =0 … So to speak…
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