majik harmandiz

[majik.harmandiz]

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n a m e ; chrissy.
a g e ; 14.


{Character.

n a m e ;
Majik Harmandiz

a g e ;
two hundred and fifteen. lookes about sixteen.

g e n d e r ;
female.

darkyn, brethren?
darkyn.

l’a t t r a i t s c e n t ;
sun flowers.

o c c u p a t i o n ;
receptionist for a very wealthy company.

p e r s o n a l i t y ;
Like most human girls, she loves clothes and make up, everything every human girl would love. But there is something about the last sentence. She isn't human. She may look like it, but she is far from it. She carves other things that most human chicks don't. She is a Darkyn. Scared shitless of the brethren, she doesn't show it. She must be tough, right? She is one tough cookie, actually. And her love for everything she needs to love, and things she just does love naturally, has led her into a good life as a darkyn.

She has a very chilled side to her, but a very romantic side as well. A very hopeless romantic, at that. She can't keep her hands off of any hot guy, and that's kind of hard for anyone to believe of a girl who plays a drop out sixteen year old. She is very good at that also, and she is very good at keeping her secret from everyone. But she soon decided that she was going to allow the one she falls in love with (if mortal) what she is and who she is. He should deserve to know!

Her laid back side is her second favorite, next to her romantic side. She can hang with the guys, and be just like them without trying. Of course, she doesn't act like the whole gross side of them though, with the burping contests and that crap, but she does hang with them very easily, and they like to have her around. She hangs with the human guys, and her own dudes. Which, is very easy with both, though, she can be more romantic with the Darkyns, because she knows them a little bit better then the others.

f a m i l y ;
Her father is still alive, but her mother is now dead.

f i n a n c i a l s t a t u s ;
isn't the richest person, but is pretty well off.

c e l e b u s i n g ;
ashley tisdale.

a p p e a r a n c e ;
her long blonde hair is her trade mark, though her dark brown eyes could be a highly big discusive topic. everyone one she has met has loved everything about her, except for those retarded haters who think that she is nothing like them, but really she is... Her facial features are beautiful and it only helps her romantic side. Being of one hundred and sixteen pounds, she has a very light body weight, but is also kind of short, at five feet three inches, she is shorter then most girls her age.

her style is the really tight jeans or short skirts. but she can go with anything, you may even catch her wearing very baggy jeans, which she usually wears around the guys, because she gets tired of them staring at her ass. She always wears tight shirts and very baggy sweatshirts, most of which she stole from her ex-boyfriends. which is a lot. She is currently single, for any of which who care.

l i k e s / d i s l i k e s ;
Likes
• Her dudes.
• Being herself
• Her crush [shush DL]
• Non-self centered girls
• Chris Brown

Dislikes
• Self centered girls
• Jerks
• Brethren
• Her parents
• Reading

h i s t o r y ;
Grew up in a small town, and when the rain would fall down. I would stare my window. Dreaming of what could be, and if I'd end up happy. I would pray. I could breakaway. This is her life. Silly little songs that everyone writes, they know that it will have to relate to someones life one way or another. Majik's life wasn't all bad, it was usually very happy, until her father got promoted and was only home and awake for two hours. And in that time he would watch football during football season and the news if it wasn't. He would make dinner, or go get dinner if he didn't feel like cooking, and that was always. She never talked to him, and he soon got into heavy drinking to cope with work, and that just made everything even more difficult, and that always bugged her. She herself soon got into drinking and was starting to drift away from home at about, fourteen. She spent less and less time at home, and her father got more and more interested in her life. She got her first boy friend, first kiss, and lost her virginity all in one night. Her fifteenth birthday. She thought she loved him, and that he loved her, but he was only after her body, she was devastated. She found this out a year later, and wanted to beat the crap out of him. But instead she decided to make out with a couple chicks in front of him, after they broke up. It pissed him off and she soon realized she liked girls as well. And when they found this out, everyone found out. Chicks dig it, and so do the guys. A win win situation, maybe? Her first girlfriend came into her life a week later, but they soon broke up, because the chick didn't like girls that much. Fuck. Will she ever be able to keep a lover?

r p g s a m p l e ;
a big time basketball lover. well, a big time lover of every sport. A day in the sun is all he needs to feel better about himself. If he had just lost a girlfriend, or anything else that mattered to him, you will catch him out in the sun playing some sort of sport, it is his way of calming down and washing away his stress. when a tough school day has been thrown at him, as soon as he gets home, he will drop everything and end up out on the court. and it will soon be his best friend. the sun will always get him through a tough time. maybe that's why he is so dark... he had his own basketball with him, so he walked out onto the court and started shooting some hoops. he wasn't the best in the world at it, but he was pretty good and at least he knew what he was doing. he could have been a horrible player and still loved the game. he is like that with football and baseball, he sucks ass with it, but he still loves it. it's not like it is a crime. it might as well be if he tried joining a professional team though. they might as well just throw the game, they would never win with him on their side. his life has been full of ups and downs. who's hasn't? his first true love moved away and he couldn't help but think he would never see her again and his lovable chocolate lab died about a week ago. what else could go wrong? oh right, he was stuck here for the summer. his parents must really hate him. no matter how much he protested, they shoved him in this camp for a whole summer, and that isn't okay with him. all he did most of the time was play basketball, he has met very few people, it is totally unlike himself, he has only flirted with a few girls this week! he shot the ball into the hoop and made a score, concluding it as about six in a row, but the next one was totally off because of something behind him. he turned around quickly and noticed a squirrel making his way around the court trying to get himself some cracker crumbs or whatever it was the had been thrown all over the court. He left the ball on the ground and walked carefully over to the small, but very cute, creature and knelled down, picking up one of the grains it turned out to be wheat. From.. bread? probably, nothing else with wheat was made around here. he put it back to the ground and let the thing go back to his gathering. standing he walked over to his ball and started shooting it again. he saw someone walk in front of him and he quickly shot the ball again. Hello. he said, kind of hoarse. He was getting a little tired, but he couldn't help but toss the ball around a little more. that heat was getting to him a little bit also. He was having fun, not as much fun as he would like though. he was pretty bored compared to how hyper and ecstatic he usually was. now a days, and for the past two years, nothing has been how he had hoped. his girlfriend moving away put him into a pretty bad depression. her father was so messed up in the head, that he married some chick and dragged her off with him. he kept dreaming of her and hoping she would move back, but he knew she never would, not if her father had anything to say about it. He was a control freak and liked to have her under his spell. So did her step mother. He knew he needed to move on, but it was so hard. He was having a hard time copping with the fact that he might not ever see or talk to her again, and right now, it was just starting to hit him. He was in love with a girl he was not aloud to see. he wiped away a stray tear, and totally forgot about whoever was in front of him and continued flinging the ball aimlessly at the hoop. nothing was ever getting in, but he didn't care. all he was really doing was wiping away a tear here and there. finally remembering he wasn't the only person here, after about ten minutes, he looked up at them trying to act like he had known they were there that whole time. he spoke softly, so they couldn't here his voice crack. Can I help you? He asked curiously wondering why they were here, he stopped throwing the ball and took a step closer to them, wiping away another random tear, but he made it look like he was rubbing his eyes. it was pretty early anyway.

o t h e r ;
captainjacksparrowismyhero

[madden walker.]

very lufferly dear.
accepted.