Blah.

[drowning]

Hey. Late and night and pretty bored so gave this a shot.

No one seems to make general chat sites anymore, everyone is all googly over

Twilight RPing. I don't so much mind Rping, I do it myself, but it gets boring

pretending to be someone else after a while. Anyway, this is the ever famous intro

so I guess I should tell you something about myself. I'm 21, from New York and

a huge night owl. I'm pretty sarcastic, don't say I didn't warn you. Heh.

I'm nothing like your average 21 year old guy, and I enjoy being mysterious.

If I sparked your interest at all... well, yeah. I tend to do that a lot.

Don't be shy though I don't bite. Well, I don't admit to biting anyway.

[Powerful Pixie]

lol. hello. very lovely intro. :]
yeah. i noticed that proboards has gone super RP on everyone.
i RP too, but i never seem to have the time for it these days.
or else i get bored of it, or no one really posts in my threads, which is ANNOYING.
but yeah.
well i hope you like it here. :]
have fun being mysterious. lol.

[drowning]

Yeah. That drives me nuts. You spend like 2 hours filling out

these crazy, annoying applications to get a character. Then you spend another

long ass time coming up with your RP post, and you check the site like everyday

and no one ever posts in the section you like to RP in. I got bored with that real fast.

Whats annoying is I'm usually up all night. So if someone could keep

up with me, I could have a trillion posts by the end of the night and

I tell people that all the time. You'd think they'd want that for their site,

but they tend to just ignore me. I think it has something to do with this

bloody knife I carry around. Hmm....

[Powerful Pixie]

lol. yeah. the bloody knife could have something to do with it...

but yeah. i know what you mean. i am the same way. so i just end up leaving. lol. their loss i guess. so what do you like to do?

[drowning]

Hmm, what do I like to do? That's a pretty fun question. I couldn't

really tell you in an easy way. I like to argue with people, I mean uhh

to be politically correct, I like to DEBATE with people.

To make a long story short, I like to talk. I'm impossible to shut up,

if you give me something to talk about that is. When I say mysterious

I don't mean I'm like crazy off the wall goth or anything like that.

I suppose I'm not the happiest person you will ever meet, but I'm def

not a depressing moper either. You can find me somewhere in the middle

laughing at religion and pretty much any other organized establishment.

Heh, I'm def not the guy you take home to mom and dad. Then again

in today's world, who really is?

[Powerful Pixie]

lol. you remind me too much of me. it's disturbing.
except the debating thing, i don't debate.
i will argue with someone til they're blue in the face but these nice little debate threads... yeah i can't go there. i always end up making someone mad.
yeah. i'm not the kind of girl that impresses nice stepmommy.
i can't do it.
me and my bf are engaged, so i pretty much just call her my stepmother.
my bf's brother's wife is really good at playing nice with stepmommy.
but i just can't do it like she does. :[
she always gets annoyed about colors in my hair or how short i cut my hair or what new hole i have in me. i just stopped trying to make her like me after a while.

[drowning]

Me and my last girlfriend broke up. Now I know that's a weird

way to start a post, but listen to this shit. She brings me home to meet her dad right.

Now, I'm 6 foot fall, I have 4 tattoos, both ears pierced and jet black hair

which hangs loosely past my shoulders. I walk in this dude is sitting

watching Frasier IN A SUIT, IN HIS OWN HOUSE. The girls name was

Jessica. Well I turn to her and I'm like dude, this is never, ever going to

work, he's not going to really see me, he's going to see my image.

She ( ofcourse) is like no, no go talk to him, have some guy time. So I'm like yeah,

sounds like a bunch of fun. Well I walk into this den like area, and I sit down

next to him. He looks at me like I'm holding a ritual dagger and saying hail Satan.

I try to ignore it, I put on my best fake smile and I'm like hey, and I reach

out my hand to shake. He stands up, looks me up and down and goes

" did you happen to look in the mirror before you left the house today?"

I laughed my best fake laugh and let it go. We sit there for like 10 mins in

silence and finally I'm like, we aren't going to get along, I'm just gonna go.

He gets this huge smile and shows me to the door. About 45 mins later,

I get a call from my bitch ex bugging out that I was mean to her father.

[Powerful Pixie]

wow. that suxx.
i know how you feel about the "hail satan" looks.
people do it to me and my friends all the time.

my mom is pretty cool about my bf.
apparently she was so shocked that i made it out of highschool without getting pregnant that she doesn't care anymore. like i was even like to have sex with anyone i knew in highschool. BLICK. DOUBLE BLICK!! god. just the thought...

[drowning]

Ug, highschool. I lasted to 10th grade, and I have to admit

I was pretty proud I lasted that far. To make a long story short in the middle

of tenth grade I ended up body slamming a kid through a table in Spanish class.

Hahaha, just the thought of it cracks me up. I swear I'm really not a violent

person. I just get so fed up with the bullshit I'm constantly around.

[Powerful Pixie]

yeah. i know what you mean.
i pretty much stuck to myself and pretended not to exsist in highschool.
i never really got in fights...
but i cussed my fair share of people out...
and quite frankly i'm surprised i never got the crap smacked outta me.

[drowning]

I kept to myself 99% of the time but I just have a couple buttons

on me that you aren't gonna push with out a consequence, and he pushed one.

It was pretty cool having the cops escort me out of the building though.

Heh.

Did I mention I'm not the guy you take home to mom and dad?

Oh, ok. Good.

[Powerful Pixie]

LOL.
niiice. :]
sounds like fun.
i never really got in trouble.
even when i did bratty things.
ooh well.
probably a good thing after all.

[drowning]

I was 16 then. I'm going to be 22 at the end of this month.

I still have the scar on my wrist from the handcuffs. They were so tight

my wrist busted open and started like pouring out blood, when I

told the cop he looked at me and he goes, " you're a tough guy

you'll be ok."

Haha, gotta love them law officials that my own tax dollar is paying for in

the first place.

[Powerful Pixie]

wow. that sounds jerkish.
yeah, cops around here hate me.
they always try to get me in trouble for things i didn't do.
like i got a ticket for not wearing my seatbelt when i totally was.
>:[ and i had to be in class on the day that i could have gone and tried to get out of it so i just said fudge it and paid it.

[drowning]

Heh, gotta love cops. Don't even get me started on my cop troubles.

Shit, I'm probably supposed to be in jail right now. *hides*