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sup my name's manda. i'm 22 years old and live in EST. i'm not huge into using AIM so please be thread friendly too. i will only pick up a male if there's a specific line needed with depth. i don't mind playing them, they're just not my first choice. the only kind of slash i'm willing to do is femmeslash, i'm just not comfortable otherwise. i'm not opposed to playing out sex scenes, but i do find them very repeative and boring so forgive my uninterest.
the characters listed below aren't the only ones i'll play, they're just the ones i've played before. i'm open to taking on any role, so just suggest it and maybe give me a stash of photographs. i like making my own icons because people tend to get stingy over pixels.
i'm not a fan of psl's or celeb roles. only if the storylines that are involved are amazing will i take on the line. right now i'm big into period lines. i'm huge into dragon age right now so anything revolving around that would be awesome. i like music and therefore like playing musicians or other people involved in music, so lines along there are great as well. if you think i'll like it, suggest it. no harm in trying.
if you want something please comment with the form below :]
your name.
who you play.
who i'll play.
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| susan coffey // pb // info sheet |
[07 Oct 2010|02:03pm] |
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tell me who you are, i am spellbound( . )
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| sophia myles // pb // info sheet |
[07 Oct 2010|02:00pm] |
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this is the story of my life and i write it everyday( . )
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| zoli suicide // pb // intro |
[11 Jan 2008|03:05pm] |
 if this is another fad like livejournal then i'm all over it like white on rice. BRING ON THE SCENE BABY~
but seriously... lets get introductions out of the way so you can start buying me drinks and we can go back to your place to "see your stereo system" which we all know is code for 'fuck like rabbits'. the name's analise gabriel eckerle. or just ana if you prefer, i don't care either way. i was born on october 31st, 1987, making me 19 years old this year. born on halloween. betchurr thinkin' that's pretty fuckin' rad right? not really...
having your birthday on halloween is a blessing and a curse. as a kid you can't have your birthday party ON your actual birthdate unless you had it before six. lets think seriously here, most kids wanted to have slumber parties when they were little, so unless i encorporated trick-or-treating into my party, that was next to impossible. so i generally had my birthday before my actual birthdate. now the blessing end of it, was that since i had it before my birthdate i'd get presents and cake and candy before halloween... then on halloween i'd get candy from trick-or-treating and presents and cake from family. so it was like i had two birthdays. you're probably thinking "OMG AWESOME"... actually it wasn't.
see that made me a fat kid. i'm not kidding, i was a tub of lard as a child. maybe the double birthday thing wasn't fully to blame, but i hold that it had a huge part in it. i just wasn't as active as i needed to be growing up. it's not like i didn't try, because really i did. its just that nothing ever really worked out; soccer, basketball, cheerleading, none of it stuck. when i got into middle school i started really working at my health. partly because the doctor suggested it and partly because i was tired of being made fun of. yes ana eckerle was made fun of like no fucking other. i was over weight and had thick rimmed glasses before they were cool, of course i was fucking ridiculed. but i started eating right and working out in the seventh grade. eight grade i joined the track team and became their star hurdler. jumping hurdles was kind of a rush for me. it was the closest to flying i could get without being in a plane.
i was on the track team in high school as well, and branched from hurdling to long jump, pole vaulting and high jump. obviously, by this time, i was pretty damn fit. to be honest i was fucking hott. everyone thought so. i was living proof that you could go from being the most made fun of person to the most envied person all with a little work. it didn't go to my head like it did most people though. i was still the nice person i'd always been. which may have been what fucked me over. i was always too mature mentally for all the high school shit, so when a nasty rumor got started that i was an anorexic slut and i didn't give it the reaction that the culprit wanted, she got more than pissed. she took things to a verbal level, which of course, lead to a physical level.
brianna samantha turpin. that was one girl i could have done without. as far as i know, she's been knocked up five times by her better half, our high school's most pathetic excuse for a male. our senior year, she blamed me for being anorexic as well as for sleeping with her boyfriend (the pathtic excuse for a male). the most that got out of me was a laugh and a "you're fucking crazy". she wanted more, so she attacked me one day at lunch. why none of the falculty dragged her away and put her in a straight jacket is beyond me, but i took the verbal abuse for a good fifteen minutes before i turned on her. not physically at first, but i did bitch her out better than she was bitching me out. it only got physical when she couldn't think of a come back and resorted to pushing me back into my lunch table, making me land in some kids tray. hey, she threw the first punch so anything i did would only be self defense, so i gave her a right hook to the ribs. she never knew what hit her.
no damage was done too her, though she'll tell you i broke three ribs and collapsed her right lung. you can't fucking do that from one fucking punch. either way, we both weren't allowed to walk. not that that really bummed me out. i got my diploma all the same. now i'm attending katherine gibbs school in piscataway, new jersey for fashion merchandising. it's fun, really. i've always been one for fashion and now i get to combine a hobby with a career. it's rad.
during school i work at the local target. that's right, i said target. now that's rad. target's a cool place. i love shopping there. the discount is shit, but the people are pretty cool. they don't have a policy against tattoos, piercings and weird hair colors so i am not complaining. i work in softlines (clothing) and it's not too bad. i'm the jewelry specialist and a team lead. basically i get to boss people around five days of the week. it's awesome.
i also do some modelling when i have a chance. having a foot in the fashion industry, i know a lot of people who need models, and i work on a TFP/TFCD (time for prints/time for cd) basis. basically i model for free and i just get copies of the photo's once the photographer is done with them. i don't own rights, but i don't really care. i don't have a modelling portfolio and i don't really plan on having one anytime soon. though i have been told numerous times i should be a model. i don't know though... it's a maybe.
so yeah... iuno really what else you wanna know... guess you could just talk to me. that'd probably be best. ana gets crunkd is where you can reach me, because us target whores love to drink....
i'm not kidding.
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| lauren steil // pb // update |
[11 Jan 2008|03:05pm] |
 so i feel like writing. i've been spending almost everyday of our stint in london with that boy, for obvious reasons since we're kinda sorta dating. it makes sense. we took the three hour drive to sheffeild yesterday and visited his grandparents. that was really cool. his grandmum is such a sweetheart and makes probably some of the best sugar cookies i've ever had in my life i swear. its been really nice being able to spend time with him without worrying about set times and all that. he's a different person over here than when we're back in new york almost. it's not a bad different. its more a "more comfortable" kind of different. he's still the same william lockley, just more relaxed. iuno its hard to explain i guess.
though i'm sure the lot of you understand the tense part. it's been good to have a few days off to just wind down a bit. we'd been running nonstop for so long that we all just kinda seemed to forget how to take a step back and enjoy life. ultimately that's why we all got into this business right? to enjoy doing what we do with the people we love. i for one am having the time of my life and as much as i don't want it to end... at the same time i can't wait to sleep in my own bed, curled up with my own pillows, sipping coffee from my own mug. and i don't want to hear any cracks about starbucks please, i'm trying to be serious >:|
 i know that ash is just as ready to be home as i am, probably moreso. he's hit some rough spots on this tour, but he still got through them. granted some of the ways he's handled things i don't approve of, but its his choice. i'm not his mother, and even then he's a big boy. he can handle things for himself. i'll be here to help him if he needs it, but until then i'm keeping my nose out of his business. he'll hit me if i get too annoying and i'd rather not get hit :[ haha. but i have to give him credt for all this. he hasn't let any of it get too him too deeply and, as cliche and sibling like as it sounds, i look up to him for it. i've always looked up to ash, i mean hell he's my big brother. but its not just because i'm supposed to that i do it, i honestly would look up to him even if we weren't related. i know his life story better than anyone else on this tour, and i can tell you that he's probably one of the strongest people i know.
i know some of you don't like him all that much, but a good majority don't know him like i do. he has his moments and he doesn't put up with bullshit, but he's an all around great guy. honestly, i'm honored to have such a fucking awesome brother. i wouldn't trade him for the world. and lmfao wow how's that for kissing ass, ash :[ no seriously i meant everyword of it. you're an awesome brother and i'm proud to be a moreaux because of you :]
 lmfao okay enough ass kissing. i have a show to photograph in god knows how long. when is showtime anyway? hell when the fuck is doors? god i don't know anything about today except we play astoria, come back to the room, finish packing, and get some sleep for a flight to japan tomorrow. fucking sweet. ONE WEEK TILL THE NEW ATREYU ALBUM COMES OUT!!! ONE WEEK TILL I GO GET IT IN JAPAN!! lmfao as you can tell i'm kinda sorta really stoked. and if you hadn't guessed, the three people pictured in this entry are the three people i've been spending most of my time with and talking to. if you're not one of those three... interact with me please :[ i'm getting sick of them~~ haha just kidding. i could never get sick of ash. well i could it'd just suck for me since we're related. getting sick of will isn't likely to happen and getting sick of hadley is impossible i think. the girl cracks me up. honestly, its impossible to keep a straight face around her.
but i think i'm going to end this and go see if i can track down someone who knows what the hell is going on...
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| zoli suicide // pb // intro |
[11 Jan 2008|03:03pm] |
 only one word can sum up how aidein feels about her life; blessed. growing up, aidein didn't have the best home life. her father was a drunk who beat her mother when he felt the need, and her mother was too afraid of what he might do to her and her two daughters to try and stop him, so things went on like that for years. when aidein was thirteen someone finally caught onto things and alerted to local authorities. august 10, 1998 the police interrupted aidein's birthday "party", which actually consisted of her father hitting her mother for getting aidein more than what he'd told her to get. her father was taken away and charged with assult and aidein, her mother and little sister were put in a domestic violence home with other families who were having homelife problems. it's there that aidein started playing the drums. as a child, she'd always beat on pots and pans, but one of the workers at the home was in a band of his own and took an instant liking to aidein. he showed her how to play some guitar, but when she expressed interest in learning the skins, he quickly changed her lesson to those. from then on, aidein worked day and night at becoming the best. she loved the enjoyment she got out of being complimented on her skills. it took her to a whole other world. throughout high school she continued to play, participating in small local bands here and there, and though she loved playing, she never really tried to make a career out of it. when she turned 18 and started attending school for a simple business degree, she was approached about modeling and that launched a whole other side project for her.
though modeling had never crossed aiden's mind growing up, when she had it suggested to her she immediatly started dreaming. she started her portfolio at 18 by modelling while she went to school. it was a good way for her to earn spending cash as well. she continued to model throughout her entire college career, doing both fashion and art photography modeling. she never limited herself to what she would do. she even dabbled in some nude photography. she was comfortable in her skin, so why not make money off that as well? modeling isn't something she could ever make a career out of, but it is something she enjoys doing just for fun. right now her income comes from working at holston records, doing odd jobs and some recording. being a skilled drummer, she fills in for bands when their drummer can't be there and also records drum tracks for solo artists who don't have their recording/live band set in order yet. she's gotten offers to be part of these live bands, but always declines. there's something about being behind the scenes that she likes more than being in the public eye. so for now she just does the studio thing, maybe eventually she'll jump on fulltime with a band, but she has to really like the stuff they're producing.
at age of 21, going on 22, aidein now resides in west islip, new york. just an hour or so from her hometown. though she's making decent enough money between modeling and drumming, she knows how to manage it all and budgets everything. she lives in a less than amazing house by herself on the less than amazing side of town. she drives a rebuilt ford zx2 escort when she could afford to be driving an eclipse spyder. she loves the finer things in life, but knows that there are things that are more important than dolce & gabbana sunglasses. she still keeps in touch with her mother and sister and visits them whenever time permits. more often than not, however, they come visit her in west islip. aidein is even trying to convince her sister to come live with her.
( justify, your secrecies that surmise your cries. i see the way you look around the bend is it going to end, when? )
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