Post by Pressure. on Jul 16, 2006 16:24:45 GMT -5
Full name » Mae nichole Landon
Gender » Female
Age » eighteen
Height » 5'7
Hair color » brunette
eyes » blue
Personality »
Mae shines with a different kind of light.Shes that happy kind of person.
she dosen't want you for your money,or because you look like johnny depp.
but because of who you are,how you represent yourself.shes the one who
runs around with a plastic water gun,playing cops and robbers with you.
laughter and smiles keep her together.
History »
Her hisory goes back to the beginning with her brother.her little brother to be exact.His name was andrew,and well when he came into the family everything kinda of changed.They were broke for the longest time,already used to moving because their father couldn't find a job that would accept him.He had been layed off the year andrew was born.and wellthey needed newer things.Instead he ended up getting her old hand me downs from their cousins.It was never exactly easy for them,though the duo were insperable.They played with one another,using their imaginations and never once cared that they didn't have a bike like all the other kids or brand new clothes.Though when they begun to grow up,around the age of seven or so they finally realized that they were the outcasts because they did have enough money to keep up with their life.When Andrew had broken his arm twice the year he was ten their life changed once more,and for the worst.The faimly went into debt from hospital bills,so they had to move once more to keep the crediters from taking every last thing they had their father was sick of it,packed up one day and left the family leaving the two children crying on the front pourch watching their father drive away.When Mae entered her teen years they were transfered to so many schools within different states she lost count.Andrew was still devistated from loosing his father,the one he called his best friend.Finally she moved out,leaving andrew one yeat behind,to stay and take care of his mother.The two was finally seperated,mad at one another for the mistakes their family had made. finding little courage she set off to new york with little money she had and got herself a job and a small nice apartment.She fell in love with a boy named dylan,later known as new yorks biggest physco job.Though he had acted like a normal person when she was with him,it soon turned into somthing big.The couple had moved in together when she went back to school to apply to a job as a teacher.He lived in her dorm room while she took classes. One night though,things turned upside down once more for her.She was taken back and slammed into her dorm room being dragged to the bedroom. His words were delicate and soft yet his hands probed her hard.When she spoke no all he did was move faster,leaving her emotionally wrecked the next day.He threatend her if she ever left him he'd find her and kill her.She confinded in a frined who later took her back to her home town away from dylan who was caught the next month and sentenced to several years in prision.Still carrying the emotional baggage she fought off to find andrew.They left together to this island in hopes of a better life,promising to write to their mother.
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it was finally coming,the monster he had created within himself finally unleashing.He couldn't hold himself back anymore.she was understanding,i mean she didn't hate him because he did this to himself,but could cause such an amazing person to start self destruction? he was tearing himself apart as if he knew something was coming.That if he didn't do it himself that person would.She promised herself she was going to pick out his pieces on by one and put them together.But he hadn't surprised her when he let her know he was still hanging on.He was going to,not only for her but for himself.she had been hesitant with the cloth,afraid of bringing him more pain but it was necessary to prevent anymore.she had started upon her first when he had moved,almost falling over from this.But she couldn't back out,she had to keep going to make sure he was properly cleaned.His reaction had almost caused her to quit and just crawl under the bed and cry.Cry,because he was hurting more then he should ever have to.When they had finished she now kneeled upon the floor hugging onto him on the verge of tears herself.Don't cry..don't cry mind echoed.She had to preserve the strong,so she could keep them both up.It was a hard task but she was working so hard to keep up.
He looked so sick,so transparent it wasen't funny.How he could starve himself,wear himself down like this blew her mind away.Lacie was trying to convert his process of destroying himself,into reconstructing himself.He had a little bit of energy left to do so,and with hers as well they could get it going.The minutes ticked by,dragging on like hours.When she had finished her cleaning up,all she could do was hug onto him like it was her last night alive,but what she was really afraid of was,well..maybe it was his last night alive.She could feel his tears seep through her locks.again head titlted back and up,hand reaching to his cheek brushing away his tears.She knew this wasen't the only spot where he begun to slash himself up,and it was probably worse then this.She was all ears,taking in each of his stammered delicate words.The sorrow within his voice pulled at her heart.
I know you didn't mean to.. her own tones at a soft,soothing whisper.Her hand came back from his face,lightly rubbing his side.This took alot of patience in which she didn't have but she was trying her best.but when he spoke again,it kind of made her almost smile.He always had to think of others before himself.she could kiss him,for everything he had done for her and yet she had let him down and had left when he had needed her the most.this tore her up,she was kicking herself over and over for that and it would never go completely away.Lacie almost told him that he didn't need to worry about her shirt but she took his request.She stayed there for a moment,still clinging to him like a desperate child but slowly moved to stand up.Her eyes followed his arm to where he was pointing and sauntered over to his dresser pulling open one of the drawers.She cast him a glance over her shoulder before pulling out a random shirt and begun to pull off hers.Eh,it wasen't a big deal not like he cared if she changed infront of him.She pulled the soft fabric of the shirt over her head and on down until she was now dressed in his own shirt.She picked her's up off the floor and set it upon the dresser and came back over to him.
gently she pushed him back onto the bed pulling over the covers onto him. look,you really need rest she adjusted everything for him,the pillow and things. im going to be right here,if you need anything at all okay? she kneeled again beside the bed taking his hand.she had been tempted to crawl into bed with him but stayed put.her other hand reached to brush back his hair,and lightly caress his cheek.those eyes of his,beautifully blue.They had always usally been covered by hair,which somtimes she hadn't minded.Those eyes she completely loved adored but she found more within them then anything.His body told the story,the sad story of heartache,lies,and yet happyness.He was strong,and he was going to be okay.with everything she had she'd fix him.No matter what.
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Gender » Female
Age » eighteen
Height » 5'7
Hair color » brunette
eyes » blue
Personality »
Mae shines with a different kind of light.Shes that happy kind of person.
she dosen't want you for your money,or because you look like johnny depp.
but because of who you are,how you represent yourself.shes the one who
runs around with a plastic water gun,playing cops and robbers with you.
laughter and smiles keep her together.
History »
Her hisory goes back to the beginning with her brother.her little brother to be exact.His name was andrew,and well when he came into the family everything kinda of changed.They were broke for the longest time,already used to moving because their father couldn't find a job that would accept him.He had been layed off the year andrew was born.and wellthey needed newer things.Instead he ended up getting her old hand me downs from their cousins.It was never exactly easy for them,though the duo were insperable.They played with one another,using their imaginations and never once cared that they didn't have a bike like all the other kids or brand new clothes.Though when they begun to grow up,around the age of seven or so they finally realized that they were the outcasts because they did have enough money to keep up with their life.When Andrew had broken his arm twice the year he was ten their life changed once more,and for the worst.The faimly went into debt from hospital bills,so they had to move once more to keep the crediters from taking every last thing they had their father was sick of it,packed up one day and left the family leaving the two children crying on the front pourch watching their father drive away.When Mae entered her teen years they were transfered to so many schools within different states she lost count.Andrew was still devistated from loosing his father,the one he called his best friend.Finally she moved out,leaving andrew one yeat behind,to stay and take care of his mother.The two was finally seperated,mad at one another for the mistakes their family had made. finding little courage she set off to new york with little money she had and got herself a job and a small nice apartment.She fell in love with a boy named dylan,later known as new yorks biggest physco job.Though he had acted like a normal person when she was with him,it soon turned into somthing big.The couple had moved in together when she went back to school to apply to a job as a teacher.He lived in her dorm room while she took classes. One night though,things turned upside down once more for her.She was taken back and slammed into her dorm room being dragged to the bedroom. His words were delicate and soft yet his hands probed her hard.When she spoke no all he did was move faster,leaving her emotionally wrecked the next day.He threatend her if she ever left him he'd find her and kill her.She confinded in a frined who later took her back to her home town away from dylan who was caught the next month and sentenced to several years in prision.Still carrying the emotional baggage she fought off to find andrew.They left together to this island in hopes of a better life,promising to write to their mother.
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it was finally coming,the monster he had created within himself finally unleashing.He couldn't hold himself back anymore.she was understanding,i mean she didn't hate him because he did this to himself,but could cause such an amazing person to start self destruction? he was tearing himself apart as if he knew something was coming.That if he didn't do it himself that person would.She promised herself she was going to pick out his pieces on by one and put them together.But he hadn't surprised her when he let her know he was still hanging on.He was going to,not only for her but for himself.she had been hesitant with the cloth,afraid of bringing him more pain but it was necessary to prevent anymore.she had started upon her first when he had moved,almost falling over from this.But she couldn't back out,she had to keep going to make sure he was properly cleaned.His reaction had almost caused her to quit and just crawl under the bed and cry.Cry,because he was hurting more then he should ever have to.When they had finished she now kneeled upon the floor hugging onto him on the verge of tears herself.Don't cry..don't cry mind echoed.She had to preserve the strong,so she could keep them both up.It was a hard task but she was working so hard to keep up.
He looked so sick,so transparent it wasen't funny.How he could starve himself,wear himself down like this blew her mind away.Lacie was trying to convert his process of destroying himself,into reconstructing himself.He had a little bit of energy left to do so,and with hers as well they could get it going.The minutes ticked by,dragging on like hours.When she had finished her cleaning up,all she could do was hug onto him like it was her last night alive,but what she was really afraid of was,well..maybe it was his last night alive.She could feel his tears seep through her locks.again head titlted back and up,hand reaching to his cheek brushing away his tears.She knew this wasen't the only spot where he begun to slash himself up,and it was probably worse then this.She was all ears,taking in each of his stammered delicate words.The sorrow within his voice pulled at her heart.
I know you didn't mean to.. her own tones at a soft,soothing whisper.Her hand came back from his face,lightly rubbing his side.This took alot of patience in which she didn't have but she was trying her best.but when he spoke again,it kind of made her almost smile.He always had to think of others before himself.she could kiss him,for everything he had done for her and yet she had let him down and had left when he had needed her the most.this tore her up,she was kicking herself over and over for that and it would never go completely away.Lacie almost told him that he didn't need to worry about her shirt but she took his request.She stayed there for a moment,still clinging to him like a desperate child but slowly moved to stand up.Her eyes followed his arm to where he was pointing and sauntered over to his dresser pulling open one of the drawers.She cast him a glance over her shoulder before pulling out a random shirt and begun to pull off hers.Eh,it wasen't a big deal not like he cared if she changed infront of him.She pulled the soft fabric of the shirt over her head and on down until she was now dressed in his own shirt.She picked her's up off the floor and set it upon the dresser and came back over to him.
gently she pushed him back onto the bed pulling over the covers onto him. look,you really need rest she adjusted everything for him,the pillow and things. im going to be right here,if you need anything at all okay? she kneeled again beside the bed taking his hand.she had been tempted to crawl into bed with him but stayed put.her other hand reached to brush back his hair,and lightly caress his cheek.those eyes of his,beautifully blue.They had always usally been covered by hair,which somtimes she hadn't minded.Those eyes she completely loved adored but she found more within them then anything.His body told the story,the sad story of heartache,lies,and yet happyness.He was strong,and he was going to be okay.with everything she had she'd fix him.No matter what.
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