Post by Chris on Dec 25, 2008 17:52:08 GMT -5
~~Chris Nightshade~~
"Two Words: No Duh"
[\My Name:/]
Chris Nightshade. My full name is Crystal Blank Woods. Never call me Crystal, I'll just flippin' murder you. And besides, Chris sounds so much cooler than Crystal. I have another nickname; 'The Winged Heart'. Try and catch me and I'll just fly away...
[\My Age and Date of Birth:/]
I will be turning fifteen next December. December 18th to be exact. (For all you idiots out there, it means I'm fourteen right now.) [/size]
[\My Gender:/]
My gene's say I'm a girl, but I can make my voice sound like a guys, and I have male clothing. So sometimes I cross-play. I see many opportunities for trouble, do you really want me to name them all??[/size]
[\My Weapons:/]
Ohh weapons! I like weapons. Sadly, I can't take any of them to school. *Cries* Oh well. That hasn't stopped me before, has it?? JUST KIDDING!! Knifes are great, but not my style. I'm really good at street fighting. Real good. So don't mess with me, ok??
[\My Appearance:/]
I'm warning you, I'm not a Marilyn Monroe, but I look a hell of a lot like Avril Lavigne. So much it's scary. Let's start with the basics. First thing people look at is my hair. I have silver blonde hair that goes down to my waist. It's really not a hassle. Except when I straighten it. Then it's evil and I bitch. I grew my bangs out. If I don't straighten it after my shower, it gets all wavy. Ew. That's too girly. I like to dye my hair lots of different colors. One time I chopped all my hair off and I dyed it black. Another time I did a bob cut and dyed it pink. It scares people sometimes. (The reason why I do it.) Right now, I have a long pink streak. And that's it.
My complexion is pretty good. I have a diamond-shaped face that's totally zit free. My face is pale and I have the 'I'm high look'. But I'm not High. I wear makeup. Always, it's the new thing. I wear eyeliner(never a tiny bit, but not enough to make me look like a whore) and mascara, and when I'm up enough in the morning, I'll do eyeshadow. Doesn't happen often. Flavored lip gloss is in, and mine is Cupcake Frosting By Victoria Secret. (Totally kissable
)My eyes are a blue grey color. Kind of like the sky on a rainy day at the beach. People say that I have my dad's eyes. When I'm mad, they turn steel.
My figure isn't terrible. I've got the hourglass figure,and I'm about 90lbs. My long legs bring my height to about 5"6. Just face it; I'm too sexy!!
I'm usually seen wearing my school uniform, because that's where I usually am. (Two words: No Duh! God, you people can be such frickin' idiots.) But wherever I am, I always wear my Airwalk Rave High Kicks. They are the coolest shoes in NYC, son! And I usually got my Spoiled Winged Heart jacket on me. I have a punk style and I HATE brand names; namely Abercrombie, Abercrombie and Fitch, and Hollister. American Eagle isn't that bad.) And that's how I look. Get the picture??
[\My Personality:/]
My personality and moods are really unexpected. It's like the weather. But if you read my body language, you'll be ok. I have a few different moods. I'm not a super-bitch or anything like that. Except when I want to be. I have been known to be dangerous, venomous, a lifesaver, and the sexiest girl alive. So it really depends on my mood. But I will NEVER EVER be the simple innocent girl-next-door. That is a sickening act, and it should be banned from the world. I can be sarcastic and a flirt though. I won't deny that. And I don't ask permission. I'm a bad, bad girl. *Giggles* [/color]
[\My History:/]
My history is my business dammit! But if I tell you, you better not spread it around. I was born to Jessica Rose Hampbell and Edward Robert Hampbell. Mom was a professional violinist and she taught music lessons to privileged brats. Dad was a partner in a well-known law firm. Although they had a busy schedules, they spent as much time with me as possible. I mean, my parents really did rock. We did stuff together. And they cared, which is what matter the most. Most parents or guardians don't give shit. But I was a weird kid. I took pleasure in myself a bit to much. Nothing sexy, just... what's the word... out there. I'd lock myself in my room and stare at myself for hours on end, or I'd burn magazines over the sink. Creepy stuff, but nothing dangerous. But I did regular stuff, like playing guitar, doing schoolwork, hanging out with my friends who were equally weird as me. But that all changed last December.
We had gone out for a musical, a belated birthday present for me. We saw Rent, which I had to admit, was frickin' awesome!! But as we were going out for ice-cream afterwards, a gang of teenage boys blocked our path and demanded for all our money. My dad was more stubborn than anyone, and he said no, and to get out of our way. He went down first. I started to use my street fighting skills to get them out of the way, but they were strong. As my mom was trying to leave and call for help, they got her down on the ground. And alas, I got knocked out too, so the rest of that night is dead. But someone must have noticed us, because two weeks later I awoke in a hospital bed. At that point my parents were barely holding on. They both gave me notes, that said that they loved me, and then they died. After their funeral, the wills of my parents had to be sorted out, but that would take at least five months. Great. From January to May, I lived with a woman I called 'Aunt Lucy'. She was my mother's cousin or something like that. At every chance she got, she would bitch about how I was a little demon and how my parents were right to be dead. You see why I wouldn't want to stay home?? But May came around and I graduated from Junior High. I pack my bag and ran straight out of that house and nothing in the world could make me go back their. I lived out on the streets. While I lived on the streets, I found that gang that killed my parents, they won't be trying to fight anymore.
One day, I got this letter telling me to go to my parents grave site that afternoon at 3. I went and that's when I saw Robert. Robert was my dad's business partner and a great family friend. He was a nice guy and he helped me to learn guitar. Robert said that I didn't have to live out on the streets anymore, or with Aunt Lucy. They had finally finished sorting out My Parent's will and it said, that if I choose so, I could live with Robert and his family. I choose to live with Robert. Who wouldn't? So after a month of signing papers, making phone calls and attending court meetings, I got to go and live with Robert, his wife Danielle, and their three kids, Brittany, Jenny and Jason. Next week I start school at Saint Cecilia's High School, which is a prestigious Academy for Rich Kids, who have musical talents. I'm actually excited to start...
[\Everything Else About the Fabulous Me:/] Ok, so I have this obsession with Criss Angel, the Mindfreak. He's so hawt, and amazing. My favorite bands are Within Temptation, Evanescence, Muse, and Green Day. My favorite singers are Emilie Autumn and Avril Lavigne(the later being a Role Model). I play acoustic guitar and I like junk food(Two Words: Who doesn't??)
[\What I look like:/]
(The Girl, Obviously... The one clinging to the guy.)
My Airwalk Rave High Kicks and My Spoiled Winged Heart Jacket
