Post by ashlyn louise lightwood on Jul 19, 2011 18:27:29 GMT -5
ew. large blocks of text. i know, but read them, please? they're everything you need to know about my babies to know if you want to plot with them or not.
*[/i][/color] mozartjuliusadams !?[/i][/color][/font][/size][/center]
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So there they are... now plot them up!
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Moz is a bisexual twenty-one year old photography major at NYU who’s paying his way through college with his camera and, when that isn’t enough, a part-time bartending gig at Hot Wings. He’s an easy-going, roll with the punches type of guy who never really frets all that much about any particular thing. A total “go with the flow” type of guy. Despite his laid-back-ness, he’s almost constantly fidgeting, with his hair or his clothes or his fork at dinner or whatever, almost like he doesn’t quite feel comfortable in his own skin. He’s a rather shy fellow, and doesn’t like talking unless spoken to. But when he does talk, he’s polite and charming. A total southern gentleman despite being born and raised in New York. If you miraculously manage to get him to open up and talk, you’ll find he doesn’t like to vocalize his opinion without thoroughly mulling it over first; Moz is a very thoughtful, artsy guy, and he likes the idea that everything he does in life will leave a mark on the world. And he wants to leave a damn good mark. He needs some friends, possibly a few who wouldn’t mind posing for the camera whenever he feels the urge to spruce up his portfolio; maybe a girlfriend who can be shattered when he inevitably dumps her (politely and with the utmost sincerity about his displeasure in doing so, typical Mozzie fashion,) because eventually he’s going to end up with a boy. A loud, obnoxious, rude and obscene, completely the opposite of Mozzie boy, who will be the ying to Mozzie’s yang.
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Bronwyn is a single, heterosexual fifty-four year old warlock, but fear not! She looks seventeen! Not a wrinkle or a grey hair anywhere near this adorable face. She’s blunt, and always speaks what’s on her mind whether it’s wise to or not. Some people keep her around because they know she’ll give them an honest opinion. Others keep her at arm’s length because they claim she’s too harsh. Either way, Bron’s addicted to people, and hates to be alone for any amount of time, though she can bear short periods gracefully. Too long without human contact and she starts to act a bit like a high maintenance, needy attention whore. She’s reckless in the sense that she has no sense of self-preservation; she puts herself into dangerous situations seemingly without realizing how dangerous and self-threatening they are. (The way she sees it, she’s gonna die eventually, and if it’s gotta happen she’s gonna make sure it happens on her terms.) Clearly, she’s a little bit crazy. She’s sure she’s a few crayons short of a Crayola sixty-four pack. But then again, who wants to be friends with boring ol’ normal people? She needs a best friend (not necessarily a girl) who she can tell anything to and who’ll understand her, several regular friends, lots of enemies (she’s a weird, annoying person after all), a couple of conflicting crushes, a handful of exes to keep life interesting, and one (or more) potential boy toy(s) to keep her love life alive. She’s just too jittery to stay in a serious, committed relationship worthy of the title “boyfriend.”
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Ashie is a seventeen year old nephilim, the oldest daughter of Jace and Clary Lightwood to be more specific. First and foremost, don’t mistake this book by its cover. Sure, she dresses in clothes straight from this month’s Cosmo, but that doesn’t mean she can’t kick your ass if you piss her off. Years of shadowhunter training have honed her fighting skills, which were already pretty damn impressive before being honed thanks to the angel blood she inherited from her parents and a childhood of trying to keep up with the boys. Speaking of boys, Ash could pretty much blend in with a group if not for her feminine curves and attire. She speaks the language of boys fluently, from the top picks in the NFL draft to the coolest explosion in the newest action movie to the precise rating that the blonde girl in the corner should earn for her boobs. But she owes her sister and cousin, the only girls her own age that she can bear to deal with, for keeping her out of every guy’s friend zone and in the potential dating pool; they taught her how to use her boyish interests to her advantage, how to flirt and how to flaunt her curves in a way that made her looks attractive and not slutty. And a good thing they did, too, because Ash can never seem to stay with one guy for very long. It’s because of her fairytale outlook on life, where her true love is going to come from love at first sight, and the fact that she sees a lot of guys. She can go from madly in love with her current boyfriend to hitting on a potential new one in five seconds flat, leaving a string of clueless boyfriends in her wake. A heartbreaker who doesn’t really mean it, Ashlyn needs her family; a parabatai to keep her feet on the ground in the midst of battle so she doesn’t get her pretty little head chopped off; a bunch of friends, the majority of which would be guys, since she never really learned how to deal with girls; several exes who are still in touch, possibly hoping to get back together since they’re not over her; enemies, since a lot of other girls aren’t going to like her and a handful of guys will think she’s a slut with her long list of ex-boyfriends; and, of course, a boyfriend. What fairytale doesn’t have its Prince Charming?
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So there they are... now plot them up!
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