Post by Quentin Marshall on Nov 30, 2008 19:32:21 GMT -5
`go shake it QUEN !
`you only live once, bitch.
age; seventeen.
rp experience; around four years?
how you found us; Ad on a site.
contact; pm, ask for aim.
other charries; none.
other; nope.
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
but it's okay everyone calls me; Quen [Kuh win]
i popped outta my mom's bajingo; November eighteenth
actually i'm some sort of; scorpio
this place was such a shit hole; Montana
ah, so like paradisefor me; Alberton
i don't look it but i'm actually; French and Russian.
it's just the way the wind blows; straight
baddest bitch all up and through here; Scar Tissue, Merch.
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
you know i could just swim in those; Brown.
does the carpet match the drapes; Dark Brown.
i wish i could lose like three pounds; One hundred seven.
she looks like a freakin giraffe; Five foot four.
and then i got one on my ass; a tattoo on her shoulder of a sparrow.
they always seem to notice my; figure.
you'll never see me without my;
the wig`
Quentin's hair, among other things, is quite plain in comparison to others. Consisting of a dark brown shade, thicker than average but not overly so. Usually, she'll let it grow out a bit, down to her back is where she prefers it, but sometimes she's get sick of it and chop it off to her shoulders again. She usually doesn't have the energy to style it, letting it hang down naturally in wispy, tangles curls. Tough even if she does it's nothing to gape at, usually it's just laying a flat iron over the twisted strands. Then again though, it seems the girl doesn't really care all to much about her hair, as it usually looks as if she hasn't run a comb through it in ages. When she gets embarrassed, she uses it as a sort of a shield, letting it fan in front of her face as a sort of blockade. Though Quentin doesn't make many drastic changes, she'll occasionally dye a strip or two with color, though unless she really puts time in her hair nobody seems to care about it too much anyway.
the mirrors`
Quentin's eyes are an impartial shade of brown. Nothing outstanding or out of the ordinary, she joins a flock of others with the same benign gene trait. They are not deep, with multitudes of level to look into, but have a more flat subtly, making her fairly jealous of girls who possess eyes that guys can stare into for hours. Either way, although they aren't filled with hidden secrets, they show her expressions fairly well. When she's upset or hurt, it's quite easy to tell, less like a book and more like a television program, there's nothing to decipher, her emotions are bared out on the table, easy to read like a bad poker player. Of course, she doesn't exactly know this, and she does try to keep her private things hidden, just, she's not very good at it.
the mannequin`
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`it's a motherfucking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over; dislikes; ten or more
it's like my signature kinda thing; strengths; three or more
oh god not this again, i so suck; weaknesses; three or more
it's like children of the corn but worse; fears; three or more
you know one day i'm going to; dreams/goals; three or more;
it's just this weird innate thing; quirks/habits; two or more
some things just make me scream; turn-ons
that is the most disgusting thing ever; turn-offs
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`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
it's cause you were dropped as a child; siblngs (name, age career)
that's what i'll look like when i'm old; grandparents (name, age, career)
you know the different kind of uncle; aunts and uncles (name, age, career)
and the one that looks like a rat; cousins (name, age, career)
pretty freakin sure we're not related; other family members (name, age, career)
yea they used to eat my shoelaces; pets (name, age, species, link to picture if you want)
it's like hell but only faster; over all history 5 quality paragraphs minimum!
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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
it's six am in the morning middle of winter; anything else
you must be smelling your own crotch; rp sample, make it a good average post, NOT the longest you've ever done!
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guess what?
and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything
[/font]and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything