Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2013 1:17:03 GMT
Anyone know why this doesn't work? Someone good with coding maybe? It works on another website.
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B A Y F E L I E S .
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Bay Felies - 18 - Male - District 7
- Appearance -
Her eyes ghost over the sleeping form. He's so young and innocent looking in his sleep. His hair flops over his forehead and a small smile tugs at his lips, his crooked teeth showing slightly. He rolls over, his long, skinny legs getting twisted in his blankets. The woman's finger ghost over his face, pushing his bangs out of the way. His soft, pale skin is soft under her touch. The towering trees of district seven have kept him hidden from the sun, leaving his skin such a milky white. You'd think he didn't spend a day outside but the dirt under his nails said otherwise.
The woman then presses her fingers to his warm, soft lips. Those lips, they've kissed so many women before. Yet here the man lies, looking like a young child in his sleep. This amuses her, that someone so... horrible... could seem so sweet and angelic. The missing pinkie finger on his right hand stands out, there was an accident when he was cutting trees in the woods. He seems so flawless, but he's far from perfect.
The young man has a dash of freckles across his nose and cheeks. His face has some sort of child-like innocence to it, even if he has no innocence left. His square jaw is his most distinct feature and the young woman traces her fingers along it. It's an awkward shape and short, scruffy hairs sprout out of it. The hairs match those on his head. They're a light shade of brown. Her hands dance their way back up to his hair and she pushes the bangs out of his eyes once more. His hair is soft and usually quite clean. It does tend to get dirt and leaves stuck in it after long days outside.
The woman runs a finger along his thick eyebrows, surprised he has remained asleep this whole time. His eyes are shut softly but the woman can remember the color well. The hazel mix of green and brown as he charmed her, tricking her into falling for him. His round, rather upturned nose crinkles as his dream must take a shift for the worse. It's rather crooked from getting into a fight at school one year, he didn't set it quite right.
The woman snuggles back into his side, she may as well spend as much time as possible with this gorgeous man. She's not stupid, come morning he'll be gone and she'll be left alone on the cold bed. His arms wrap around her waist and his face snuggles into her neck. His hands are rough and calloused but it feels nice as the two, large hands touch her bare stomach.
- Personality -
A new woman every night, a new challenge every evening. He has to lure them into his grasp, he has to trick them into taking their clothes off. Bay has developed a bit of an alcohol addiction though he'd never admit it. He's the wild boy of the Felies family, everyone knows it. Even his thin, agile bombay cat knows it. They say he's untameable, and it's quite possibly true. He doesn't want to grow up, he doesn't want responsibilities.
Go out every night, get wasted, sleep with a girl, wake up hungover. It's his schedule for every night. When he wakes up he works in the forest. His feline companion, Roscoe, follows him everywhere. The dark cat likes to stay in the shadows and just watch. He's just as cunning as his master.
Don't ask Bay about his twin sister. She shouldn't have been born, he's quick to tell you so. He took on the job of making her life hell at a very young age. As a matter of fact he doesn't get along with the majority of his family. He prefers to be surrounded by people who aren't related to him, they all seem so sane compared to his insane family. Admittedly he has a soft spot for his younger brother Siber, that boy is just so sweet and rarely judges Bay.
- History -
Coming from a large family is difficult. It's even more difficult when seemingly half of your family is insane. It doesn't help that he despises the majority of them, Azea especially. His twin sister shouldn't be here! Perhaps if she wasn't so girly he wouldn't mind her, but her constant worrying over fashion annoys Bay. Even when the two were young, in their first reaping, Azea worried about what she would wear. She said she wanted to look good for the reaping. Bay laughed at her.
As time went on Bay started to spend more and more time with people other than his family. He didn't particularly like most of them, but if he got wasted he could make himself believe he liked them. At the age of fourteen he started to drink and go to parties. Fifteen he started having sex with a different girl every night. Sixteen he became an alcoholic.
Bay doesn't want to have to start working, there's so much he wanted to do with his lie. He's ruined his chances now though, all those things he wanted to do are long gone. Find a girl and settle down? With his alcohol addiction and new found commitment issues that'll never happen. Raise a family? Nope. Make up with his sister? Hello no, he's pissed her off to much for them to ever be friends. His life as been ruined, but that;s destiny right? Everything happens for a reason.
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When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the saints we see
Are all made of gold
When you feel my heat
Look into my eyes
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Don’t get too close
It’s dark inside
It’s where my demons hide
It’s where my demons hide
Curtain’s call
Is the last of all
When the lights fade out
All the sinners crawl
So they dug your grave
And the masquerade
Will come calling out
At the mess you've made
Don't wanna let you down
But I am hell bound
Though this is all for you
Don't wanna hide the truth
Thanks to Zoe for the Template
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I'm Waking Up
To Ash And Dust
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OOC;
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thanks for letting me know what the difference was though.
