Post by Synthany Haze on Jul 26, 2009 21:48:00 GMT -5
synthany marie haze !
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day!
Shining like a diamond, rolling with the dice,
Standing on the ledge, I show the wind how to fly.
When the world gets in my face,
I say, Have A Nice Day!
THE DAY WE MET WAS LIKE A HIT AND RUN
and i still taste it on my tongue
and i still taste it on my tongue
nickname(s): Syn, Synnie, Haze
age: Seventeen
sexuality: Straight
job: Cold Stone Creamery
gender: Female
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THE SKY WAS BURNING UP LIKE FIREWORKS
you made me want you oh so bad it hurts
you made me want you oh so bad it hurts
body type: Petite; at a mere one hundred and ten pounds, Syn likes to keep her body in good shape by going for jogs every morning. She's also a vegetarian, which helps greatly.
hair and eyes: Black hair that looks like a mess usually, and sometimes has extensions; her eyes are brown, and she usually wears eyeliner
clothing style: Synthany usually likes to wear vests, skinny jeans, and big boots. She also loves to wear tank tops, tending to wear them under regular t-shirts. She rarely ever wears long sleeved shirts, but it's not unheard of. She is also quite addicted to over sized hoodies and big necklaces. She never, EVER wears heels, and if she were going to some formal event, she'd most likely wear Chuck Taylors and a tutu.
overall appearance: Like stated above, Syn has black hair that looks like a huge mess and sometimes she'll put extensions in it. She has two lip piercings on her bottom lip, and she is extremely pale. She has sort of pouty lips with a prominent nose. She loves eye makeup and is always wearing eyeliner, no matter what color. She has big, dark brown eyes that are barely seen because her bangs are always hanging over them.
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I USED TO BE LOVE DRUNK
but now i'm hungover
but now i'm hungover
- Music
- Drums
- Reading
- Writing
- Singing
- Dancing
- Jogging
- Chocolate
- Cookies
- Taking pictures
dislikes:
- Crumbs
- Ignorance
- Heels
- Soda
- Annoying people
- Cats
- Pretzels
- Reality shows
- The color orange
- Public bathrooms
habits:
- Tends to tap her feet to a beat in her head
- Bites her nails
- Makes random noises at odd times
- Drinks Monster often, although they're not healthy
- While walking she dances to her iPod
secrets:
- She is afraid to fall in love
- She is *slightly* afraid of the dark
personality: Synthany is generally a happy go lucky person, but she can sometimes be cocky. Like every other girl, she thinks she's the coolest thing since sliced bread. She doesn't care much for the opinions of others unless you actually mean something to her. Generally she's a nice girl, and she does hold grudges, so don't give her a reason to hate you. She is really outgoing makes friends easily, but she can make enemies just as easily due to her 'I don't give a fuck' attitude. She's intelligent, more so than people would think. She's also stronger than people would think, and she has won her fair share of fights. That being said, she never walks away from a confrontation of any sort but will never hit first.
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YOU DROVE ME CRAZY EVERY TIME WE TOUCHED
now i'm so broken that i can't get up
now i'm so broken that i can't get up
father: Gregory Haze/42/dentist
siblings: Alexander Haze/14
other family: no-sir!
history: dude... is this seriously optional?! rad (:[/font][/size][/ul]
I'M CHECKING INTO REHAB
cause everything that we had didn't mean a thing to you
cause everything that we had didn't mean a thing to you
role-playing experience: four yurrs
age: sixteen
secret phrase: ADMIN EDIT!!!
anything else: nahh
RP sample: Brooke had walked around the grocery store for nearly an hour. She didn't mind shopping too much; what she did mind was how fast the food went in the bus because of the boys. Sometimes she resented being the only girl in the band, but she never regretted it. She actually liked being all the estrogen in the band. She glanced at the shopping cart she was pushing around; it was just about full. All she needed to get was chips and a huge box of Fruit Loops. Because, you know, everyone loves Fruit Loops. And if you don't, then you must have been dropped on your head as a baby.
Brooke nearly laughed aloud at that thought. 'You don't like Fruit Loops because you were dropped on your head.' She let out a small chuckle as she walked down the chip aisle, grabbing the biggest bag if Doritos there was. Damn, she thought, this'll cost at least a hundred bucks, if not more. She shrugged to herself and resumed walking, passing the Rice Krispies and Cocoa Pebbles before finally reaching the Fruity Pebbles. Once again, she grabbed the biggest one there was, and threw it in the cart. Now to maneuver her way around the crowded supermarket and to the cashier.
She pushed the rather heavy cart around. If only James or Kaden were around, they could do that for her, because, well, she was the only girl in the band and they loved her. Or, they had to. Whichever, she'd make them push the cart for her. But no, they were off somewhere else, probably getting drunk in the middle of the day. Not like she hadn't done it before, but still. She wouldn't have minded the extra help. she reached the cash registers, examined the lines for each, and came to the conclusion that register three was the least busy one. Brooke pushed the cart to the back of the line and waited for the people ahead of her to pay.
It must have been about seven minutes before Brooke finally started putting the items in the cart onto the conveyor belt. It really was busy today; probably because people would be having cook outs and pool parties and such, because the weather was so nice. She continued placing the items on the belt rather quickly, wanting to just get out of there as fast as she could. She wanted to go back to the bus and relax - at least until tonight, when she went to the club for a bit. So she needed to save her energy for clubbing. And who knows? Maybe she'd get someone to go with her. It'd be nice to chill with someone from the band, or a friend from another.
Her platinum and black hair was up in a messy ponytail, her bangs pushed lazily to the side. The cashier rung everything up, every second keeping her eyes on Brooke. Brooke looked at the girl and smiled as the last item was scanned. The groceries together all cost $196. "Those boys have got to stop eating so much," she mumbled to herself as she pulled out her credit card. The girl took it, and finally asked, "Aren't you from Candy Flipping? I've always wanted to learn how to play the keytar, and your music is really good! I've always wanted to be in a band too... " The girl continued on, and Brooke was only half listening. She thanked the girl as her credit card was handed back to her. "Thank you, very much," she said politely, pushing the bagged items in the cart. The cashier yelled a goodbye as Brooke walked through the door, and she sighed in relief.
It wasn't that Brooke didn't like fans, honest she did; it was just that sometimes she was harassed while doing things that humans are meant to do, such as going shopping. Then again that was what all rock stars and famous people had to deal with, and she was no different from them. She loaded the groceries in a car that she had rented for a few days, put the carriage in its designated spot, and began to head back to the bus, where finally she could just sit back and relax. Finally.
She got back to the bus and parked the tan car in a rather hidden parking spot next to the Candy Flipping tour bus. She got out and shielded her eyes from the hot sun. She unlocked the trunk and begun to bring the groceries on the bus. Walking in, she said, "Damn, you guys. It's hotter than a fuckin witch's tit out there." She laughed at that - it was something her aunt had always said to express how hot it was outside. "I bought some groceries as well, because y'all eat like cows." She walked back outside two more times before she sat down, grabbing an apple from the counter. "It's sooo nice in here," she said, relaxed. "I love air conditioning." She bit into the apple as someone walked out from the back of the bus.[/font][/size][/ul]
