Post by reese allen hailey on Oct 27, 2011 20:16:06 GMT -5
[/font]REESEALLENHAILEY!?
[/center]Hey! I go by MJ. I am seventeen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for six years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have just this guy on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
. I am seventeen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for six years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have just this guy on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.Name: reese allen hailey
Nickname: ree, reesey
Age: seventeen
Gender: male
Sexuality: straight
Playby: the ohh so sexy kevin zeger
Member Group: human senior
Appearance: Reese is a rather dashing young man. He stands at 5 foot 9 and has an atheletic body. His hair is brown and he usually wears it long, sometimes slicked back so that his blue eyes are visible. As for clothing, Reese just likes to be comfortable. Most of the time he wears t-shirts or button-ups and jeans. He has been told that he cleans up nice as well.
Personality: Reese is a pretty laid-back guy. He loves being around people and is quite a talker. His mom used to tell people that he never meets a stranger. To Reese laughter is the best medicine; he loves to laugh and to make others laugh. It takes a lot to make Reese mad. Lying is one way to do it though. Reese tries to avoid confrontation; however, he's not scared. He just doesn't like fighting. One thing he has always been taught is to be respectful towards women. So girlies you don't have to worry about Reese taking advantage of you, he's not that kind of boy. Oh but he loves to flirt though he will not be scared to let you know he likes you...or doesn't like you for that matter. He's honest you can give him that, so don't ask him something if you don't want the answer. Reese's main weakness is that he doesn't know when to draw the line. He will stand by his friends even when they are on the edge of destroying both themselves and him.
Likes:
Baseball - Baseball has been Reese's favorite sport since he was old enough to talk. He has been playing for as long as he can remember and he loves it.
Music - It doesn't matter what it is, Reese will listen to it.
Singing - Yup you heard...well read...right. This boy has a hidden talent. A very well hidden one. You only hear him if you happen to be hiding in his bathroom when he showers.
Cars - Hey he's a guy, what would you expect? His favorite car is a 1964 Ford Fairlane.
Italian food - Spaghetti, lasagna, you name it - he'll eat it.
Jolly Ranchers - Buy the boy a bag of Jolly Ranchers and you've earned yourself a new best friend.
Dislikes:
Spiders - They are nasty yucky creatures.
Fakes - Don't try to be something you aren't just to impress him. If he doesn't like you for who you are then just give up.
Being alone - Reese likes to be around people. The quiet makes him nervous.
Crazy jealous girlfriends - Reese has friends that are girls but if he's with you, you don't have to worry about them. He is all yours girly.
Twitter - He's a facebook guy.
Mother: Lana Hailey, 38, Accountant
Father: Joesph Hailey, 39, Bank teller
Siblings: none
Pets: Sugar Bee, Reese's Golden Retriever
History: Reese was born and raised in Louisiana. His family lived in a small town where everybody knew everybody and you couldn't sneeze without the whole town knowing it. It wasn't a bad place though. Crime was almost none existent and even though word got around fast the people were relatively kind. The highschool Reese went to only had about 400 students 9-12 grades. At the end of his junior year, his class only had 93 students. His dad was originally from California and when Reese's grandma got sick they loaded up and moved to Richmond. At first he wasn't too happy with the idea but he got used to the idea and is actually excited about meeting new people. Now he is starting out his senior year at Richmond High School hoping the make the best out of the move.
Code Word: -edited out by le mod-
Roleplay Post
No one ever likes being the new girl in town. Especially when being the new girl means being ripped away from everything you’ve ever known. Reagan had spent her whole life in small town Oak Grove, Louisiana now because of a job change, her family moved to Alpine Falls. And during her senior year at that. At her old school she knew everyone and didn’t have any enemies. So far she had yet to even make friend at the falls. Since the move she had barely spoken to her parents as a sign of protest. This left her with no one. However, she had found a place to be her escape. It was a large meadow out in the parklands. It was the closest thing she could find to the farms she was so used to back home. Now this was her favorite place to go.
She walked through the meadow wearing a pale pink, strapless sundress and a pair of brown boots. Her brown hair was falling in loose curls down around her shoulders as she watched the ground with every step. It was a habit she had picked up as a child. Reagan has always been sort of on the clumsy side and learned that if she watches her feet she doesn't trip as much. It worked for her. She sighed and walked towards the edge of the meadow where a large tree stood. This is where the small-framed southern girl had spent her last few days. She sat down on a grassy spot and leaned back against tree, careful to keep her legs crossed where you couldn't see up her dress. She pulled a notebook from a denim messenger bag and put the bag to her side.
This notebook was her life. It contained poems, songs, doodles, and really anything else that came to her mind when she had it with her. She flipped to page that contained a list and began writing.
Things I hate about this place:
1. The "Kings" and "Queens"- really i don't see a frikkin' crown on your head. where do they get the right to be so nasty towards people. they wouldn't last a day back home
"the lion may be the king of the jungle but send him to antarctica and he becomes a penguin's bitch." - best quote ever.
2. No friends- everytime i try to talk to someone they just stare at me like i'm a retard or make fun of my accent.
3. No mosquitoes- i honestly never thought i'd miss mosquitoes but i do
4....
And she continued to add things to her list. Finally she stopped and laid the book page down on the ground next to her. She pulled her knees to her chest and pulled her dress down over them, resting her head on her knees. She missed everything about Louisiana. Her friends, her life, the crawfish boils and Mardi Gras in New Orleans, just everything. Until that moment she had done okay about keeping her feelings in check but she just couldn't handle it anymore. As she sat there under that big tree, the tears began to fall.
She walked through the meadow wearing a pale pink, strapless sundress and a pair of brown boots. Her brown hair was falling in loose curls down around her shoulders as she watched the ground with every step. It was a habit she had picked up as a child. Reagan has always been sort of on the clumsy side and learned that if she watches her feet she doesn't trip as much. It worked for her. She sighed and walked towards the edge of the meadow where a large tree stood. This is where the small-framed southern girl had spent her last few days. She sat down on a grassy spot and leaned back against tree, careful to keep her legs crossed where you couldn't see up her dress. She pulled a notebook from a denim messenger bag and put the bag to her side.
This notebook was her life. It contained poems, songs, doodles, and really anything else that came to her mind when she had it with her. She flipped to page that contained a list and began writing.
Things I hate about this place:
1. The "Kings" and "Queens"- really i don't see a frikkin' crown on your head. where do they get the right to be so nasty towards people. they wouldn't last a day back home
"the lion may be the king of the jungle but send him to antarctica and he becomes a penguin's bitch." - best quote ever.
2. No friends- everytime i try to talk to someone they just stare at me like i'm a retard or make fun of my accent.
3. No mosquitoes- i honestly never thought i'd miss mosquitoes but i do
4....
And she continued to add things to her list. Finally she stopped and laid the book page down on the ground next to her. She pulled her knees to her chest and pulled her dress down over them, resting her head on her knees. She missed everything about Louisiana. Her friends, her life, the crawfish boils and Mardi Gras in New Orleans, just everything. Until that moment she had done okay about keeping her feelings in check but she just couldn't handle it anymore. As she sat there under that big tree, the tears began to fall.
