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Sinsue Hoshigo & Toxic Doll
Name: Damien Sanders Age: 23 DOB: 9/15 Personality: The Pretty Boy; Damien is some what self centered, but does care for others every once in a while, he can be rude at times, and usually one to make a scene. He's a major attention whore, if he isn't the center of attention he'll find a way to be.. Even though he could seem like a prick he's a charmer with women.. Bio: Damien as a kid, grew up with his father; which wasn't the greatest. He never really questioned his dad about his excessive drinking habit, because now and then his father would give Damien a few shots. Living with his father, Damien took his influence as dad would bring home a different girl each week.. Though he never really understood his father's problems, Damien was more concerned about himself. Always working out, and working on his image, he always had to have the best, and always had to BE the best. He's never known a thing about his mother; and she probably wouldn't be proud of how spoiled Damien was, and he never even knew anything about his sister, for his mother never even told father about her.. http://i1036.photobucket.com/albums/...ny0051Dark.jpg It was late evening at the club, the lights flashing and the music raging, Damien smirked with a girl under each arm as he chatted with his friends. No mater where he was, he always had some girl around him; never the same one for that matter.. He snickered "I'm not drunk just a little buzzed" He let the girls go onto the dance floor and sat at the bar with his buddies. "Dude you know that pretty face wont last long, especially since your a drinker" One of his friends said, the other one agreed in a nod "You should start thinkin about settlin' man, I mean, I know it sounds weird, but do you really wanna go down single?" Damien shook his head with a laugh "Guys, guys, Don't worry about it; I'm still young; chill" He took another shot with his friends. "Anyway, I was thinkin of just findin a girl; y'know? So that I could split outta Dad's place with my income, so he ain't drinkin it! I'd get a place with the chick." All three of them laughed as they continued chatting at the bar. |
Name: Mercy Destiny Necklace (Mesy*mee-see*, Meme, or Dd) Age: 21 DOB: 6/20 Personality: Sweet, kind, caring, and loving, Mercy is the girl everyone knows and all the boys tend to swoon over her. She has always been a 'good girl' and when she was in school her teachers saw no flo with her 'good as gold' act... though they didn't know it was an act. She is often just a bit sarcastic and can be in the spotlight and ofter loves it... though also sometimes sees it best not to be the best. Bio: Mercy's mother had Mercy only a few months after sepporating from her father... though she never knew her father nor did she want to. She had heard enough of her father up until the age of 16 when she whached her mother commit suicide and did nothing to help... what could she do? Of course she could have always taken the pills and drink away from the woman... but then there might have been the chance of her mother beating her for it... that had only happened once before though it could always happen again. No Mercy knew nothing of her father and of the chance that she had a brother... she knew she had a brother though made no attempts to try and locate eith for the fact her mother had drilled it into her that her father was a violent drunk and may harm her... http://www.menewsha.com/forum/member...cture28782.jpg Mercy laughed along with her friends as they walked into the bar and sat at a table. They were norms here and alot of the people knew them. "Come on girl! Why don't you get yourself another man? That last dude was lame!" one of her friends scowled and Mesy thought deeply. "Well... I don't know... what's wrong with me being single for a bit?" Mesy asked and her three girl friends stared at her and the two guys couldn't help but chuckle. "SERIOUSLE?! Come on Mesy! You are ssssssssssssssoooooooooooooo not the type to go without!" The girls whined and Mesy blushed some. "What about that guy? He's populare... hot... I hear he has it good too..." the girls say pointing over to one guy in perticulare that was sitting with a few other guys after two girls left the table. Mercy shugged and sighed. "WHAT!? Do you expect me to just go up to the guy and say 'hey you're hot you wanna go out with me'?" she huffed making her voice a funny imitation of a guys voice and making the others laugh. "YEP!!!" The girls said in unison and Mercy put her hand to her forehead, ran it down to the bridge of her nose, then pinched it and shaking her head irritatedly. |
Damien took another shot and his friend next to him punched his arm and had him spill it "Man, what the hell?" He turned to him and growled, his friend tried pushing Damien to look over at Mercy. He refused until his friend growled "Dude, look at this chick- she's so worth the minglin-" Damien sighed as he brushed his bangs back, and then looked over his shoulder to Mercy.
Damien found this girl very attractive, but it wasn't like him to approach, he usually lets them approach him. Damien gave her a wink and crossed his legs, as him and his friends continued talking. "You need to go talk to that chick, she looks like one of those high standard chicks" His friends constantly pushed at him, but he refused to move "The girls come to me~ Sorry" |
Murcy sighed exasperatedly as she finally got up "FINE FINE! Just shut it okey?" she said then walked over to the two guys. "Ow hey Mike, Calence?" she said and the two guys looked at her. Simotaniosly she smacked both of them in the face and flicked them off by using her middle finger and pulling down her lower eye lid. The two shut up immeadeatly and she laughed some before slowly walking over to the table the boy sat at. As she walked however there were a few guys that tried to stop her though she only said a few words and they left her alone looking upsetted and dissapointed. "Hey" she smiled as she walked to Damain's table her black boot heals tapping the floor lightly as she came.
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Damien looked up with a cocky smirk "Hey doll, how's it goin?" He asked in a chill tone. He examined the young girl, she was indeed someone he would usually enjoy a chat with. Damien sat up and offered a seat next to him "You wanna drink? It's on me?" He asked
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Mercy paused for a second taking a quick glance over her shoulder seeing her friends watching her then quickly look away when they saw her look their way. "Sure... Ah you don't have to do that now." she smiled some as she sat next to Damien. "And ta names Murcy... Though I'll go by Mesy or Meme if ya don't wanna call me Murcy." she grinned some not seeming to mind that the other guys at the table kinda stared at her almost astonished that she wasn't one of those shy types... They thought she kinda looked like she shy closed off types that wouldn't even normally stand close to a guy more or less sit with him.
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