{OHMYFUCKINGGOD!}FAMILY{ZOMBIES!!}

[Stasya ♥]

Rules: HAVE FUN! otherwise, nothing. curse all you want, be as violent as you want! FREE FOR FREAKING ALL MAN!!!

Setting: Our family lives in Colorado Springs, Colorado. It is the beginning of Summer break, teh schools let out only three days ago. It is a warm Friday afternoon.

There is currently no plot so if you have one, tell me!

[Stasya ♥]

ooc;; I shall be using.... Nathaniel. And Jeremy and Stasya! And....erm.... Bill and Tom. I haven't done a role play without them in MONTHES. So, yeah.

[Abby! (:]

ooc OK! I SHALL BE DOING MYSELF and Gwen! (STAS I GET TO BE A BITCH AGAIN!)... and three people you haven't met yet Gregory (Kind of like Jettson... but its different you'll see!), Eric and Amy!

[Stasya ♥]

((OH! im also gonna be Bam Margera!!! Psheah, bby!!))

"Bill. Bi-ill? Bill Kaulitz, wake up!" 5' 6", 19 year old Tomas Kaulitz-Trumper grunted and walked into his brother's room. He grabbed the bottom bars of the bed, lifted it and shook it violently, "EARTHQUAKE!!" Tom collapsed laughing when his brother jumped out of the bed as if it were on fire. "Kidding," Tom yelled, putting his hands up and gasping for breath. Tom flicked the light on and it shown on his brown eyes. His dirty-blond dreadlocks were about a meter long and he had had them since he was about 3 years old. His clothes were baggy on his thin frame, which caused him to look a little less thin.
"Tomas Kaulitz, you jerk," Bill Kaulitz spat in German. He glared at his brother and crossed his arms. Bill and Tom Kaulitz are twins, Tom being the older one by three minutes. They looked like twins right now, espicially since Bill didn't have on his makeup. He ran a hand through his shoulder length black hair and rubbed his neck tiredly. He stood an inch taller than his twin and weigthed the same, even though you couldn't tell easily since Bill wore tighter clothes than Tom. He shoved Tom out the door and slammed it, locking it. As much as he would've like to go back to sleep, he didn't. Bill is much more spastic and active than his twin but both are pretty lazy.
Tom shrugged and went back down the kitchen, where he had breakfast waiting for everyone. Tom is also a much better cook than Bill. ((LMFAO!!!))

[Abby! (:]

"NO LET GO LET GO LET GO LET GO! GREGORY FREEKEN RYAN KAULITZ LET ME GO!" Gwen yelled her brother dragging her by her ear. She kept on trying to pull away
"You know its just going to hurt /more/ if you keep trying to get away" Gregory sighed walking into the kitchen "Morning Tom" he smiled. The two were identical both with sappfire blue eyes... They didn't have the same hair eaither. Gwen had dyed hers purple with light purple highlights. Its choppy and down to her shoulders. While Gregory's his is brown. It's short and has a wave where it meets his forehead. He stood at 5'5 and weighed about 110. He grabbed a cup out of the pantry and filled it with water still holding Gwen's ear. "ABBY I NEED YOU!" he yelled
"What?" Abby slid into the kitchen wearing short shorts and a yellow v-neck cami that was lacy on the edges. Something her parents or older brothers wouldn't let her wear. Her brunett hair fell down to her chest and had nautral blond highlights in it the right side hung free while the left layed behind her back. She looked identical to the two kids infront of her. "Do I have to?" she asked grabbing a glass of water for herself. She reached for an orange medication bottle that she quickly opened she took the pill out of it popping it in her mouth and drinking the water. And no she's not a pill popper. All three of the trio (TRIPLETS WOOO!) have ADHD. Attention defecet hyperactivity disorder. All three need to take medication for it. Which is one of the reasons Gregory is holding Gwen right now. For some reason Gwen REFUSES to take it. Meaning Gregory and Abby usually have to shove it down her throght. Literally.
"Gwen come on."
"NO I DON'T NEED IT NOW LET GO OF ME OR ELSE!" Gwen growled

[Stasya ♥]

"We should use Guilty by The Rasmus," an adult male voice said.
"No! We should use Hit The Floor by Bullet For My Valentine," a teenage female voice argued.
"Or, what if we do Lay Down by Priestess," the male suggested again.
The female grunted, her green eyes (which looked shockingly dark because of how dark her eyeliner was) downcast in thought. Her long black hair (with dark green, dark red, dark purple streaks and an inch of white at the tips) had been straightened and pulled back in a messy ponytail underneath a black beanie that covered her ears. She suddenly looked up at the male, "Bam, what about Perfect Fit by AFI?!"
"Stasya, you're brilliant."
The girl, 16 year old Stasya Dawn Margera smirked and shrugged. "I already knew that but thanks for the recognition." She looked at her brother and stood her 5' 7" body up on her skateboard. "Do you think they'll allow it?"
"Yeah, its not explicit or anything like Rolling Balls. But, if they don't, there's always our usual Give 'Em Hell Kid by My Chemical Romance," Bam shrugged.
Stasya stuck her pierced tongue out. "Bam Margera, we always do that song though. If we use a new song with our new tricks then we'll surprise the whole audience. Maybe we'll even get sponsored this time." She ollied and did a kickflip. "Hey, you promised to show me how to do a Flamingo today. Get to it!"
19 year old Brandon "Bam" Margera stood up, standing at 5' 8". His short black, curly hair was mosly hidden under his beanie but not all. His brown eyes examined the empty skatepark in front of him, seeking the perfect place to do the trick. "Alright, follow me." He walked to a steeper drop and held his skateboard. "Watch closely," he said beforegoing down, his body hunched for speed. When he came to the side, going into the air he flipped the skateboard so it was held between his ankles. Just before coming back down to the half pipe, he put the skateboard back into its correct position. He jumped off and ran back up to where he had started. "Got it?"
Stasya had one foot on her skateboard. "I'm gonna kill myself if I try that," she stated.
"Well, see you on the other side then," Bam yelled, giving her a shove off the edge.
The momentium sent the skateboard off and Stasya stayed on it until the bottom, where she tumbled off and rolled. "JACKASS," she yelled, giving Bam the bird. She sat up and looked and her left wrist. Sh bit her lip, chewing on the piercings that were in the lower corner of her bottom lip. "It feels like shit," she complained.
Bam slid down the pipe on his knee pads. "No shit, you broke it," he said accusingly.
Stasya glared. "Well, are you just gonna sit there?!"
Bam laughed and helped her up. The two walked to Bam's dark purple Lamborghini to take her to get an X-Ray.

[Abby! (:]

ooc I'm not goign to bring in anybody else at the moment to yeah! I'm going to continue where i left off!

bic:
Gregory sighed grabbing the pill bottle off the counter. Gwen had only been taking her pill for two weeks now. Abby has been taking them sence she was in 4th grade and Gregory 5th.
Gergory sighed "Tom get Gwen to take her pill..." he put the counter.
There is a reason Gwen has a hard time taking pills. When she was 10 she almost died when she choked on an asprin. Ever sence she hasn't taken them... untill two weeks ago. When they found out she had ADHD. Now every morning she has to take that damn pill.
Personality wise the triplets are so different. This is a little cheat cheat about the triplets. This was a t.v. interwiew when the press wanted to know about Bill and Tom's siblings
I am the interviewer! LOVE ME!
Greogry: Dude you seriously need to take something...
Gwen:... no comment
Abby: HI! I LOVE YOU TOO!
Gregory and Gwen: Are you ok?
Abby: No! Sence when have I been ok?
Gwen: Good point!
HEY OVER HERE! Ok first question! Who's the best in school?
Gregory: Me!
Gwen: Yeah basicaly
Abby: I know the patagorian thereom! And I know how to spell hypotenuse! H-Y-P-O-T-E-N-U-S-E!
Gregory: Did you take your pill this morning?
Abby: No...
Pills?
Gwen: We all have ADHD and we have to take these god damn pills end of subject!
Wow somebody's grouchy... When's your birthday?
Gregory: April 1st!
Gwen: We're 13 years old about to turn 14!
Abby: Yes we know our birthday is on April Fools day! No need to remind us that!
So... any random facts?
Gregory: Ummmmm not that I know of
Gwen: I am the girlier of us... I know right!
Abby: I am the tom boy! But I'm starting to wear dresses and makeup! But very light makeup I don't wear eye liner!
So what are your full names? In birth order please!
Gregory: Gregory Ryan Kaulitz
Gwen: Gwendolyn Rayne Kaulitz
Abby: Abigail Ray Kaulitz-Trumper. All of our middle names being with R's and have the letters r, a, and y in them!
Interesting: Do you have any siblings?
Gwen: YES!
Abby: Tom and Bill Kaulitz!
(As of right now thats all I know!)
Your realted to the Kaulitz twins!?!?!
Gwen: You /just/ notaced that?
Gregory: Wow... we've said it... what... THREE times already that our last name is Kaulitz!
Oh... you did... well Talk to you guys later!
Abby: Wait... didn't she know we were related to Tom and Bill? Isn't that why she interviewed us?
Gregory: Yeah... weird
Gwen: Oh well at least she got out of our hair

[Stasya ♥]

A teenage boy sat on the red rocks of the Garden Of The Gods geographical park. On his sketch pad on his lap was drawn a rock which was shaped like a rattlesnake when looked at correctly and just over it and to the right was the hot, blazing sun. He looked up with his grey-blue eyes at the real life replica of what was on his sketch pad, only it was in color in stead of shades of grey pencil markings. He pushed long, black hair from his eyes and sighed tiredly.
This is 17 year old Nathaniel Lucian Thomas. He was taken in by the Kaulitz-Trumper family 5 years ago after he ran away from his original home in Quebec, Canada. He had lived with his abusive father and still carried the many scars that covered his body to prove it. That and he was blind in one eye from an 'accident' with his dad one day. Nathaniel is sweet as can be when you get to know him. He holds every one of his friends close to his heart in hopes to make his time with them as enjoyable as possible and would surely die for them. His heart of gold is shattered regularly and he is easily disappointed. He is also very shy because of the teasing he receives caused by what his father did to him; despite his shyness, Nathaniel loves the company of others as long as they aren't teasing or calling him names. He doesn't walk up to anybody and talk to them, he awaits someone to come to him. Even then, he is difficult to get really talking. He is like this to be sure you are willing to stick through the hard times and be a true friend. But, if you are patient and continue to try to get to know him, he'll open up to you. Negative is something Nathaniel has been since a young child. He has a hard time seeing the bright side of things and, when he does, he waits anticipated for whatever makes him happy to be ripped away from his life. This sometimes comes off as displeasure with a relationship and results as him losing friends. Nathan rarely smiles for he is just as rarely happy with anything. Nathaniel loves to draw, doodle, paint, write, and take photographs. He is very creative but very self-conscious about his work and doesn't like showing anyone his work. He has only become close to one person during the 5 years of living with the Kaulitz-Trumpers and she is the most surprising of all for him to have befriended. That one person is Stasya, and no one understands it since she is the meanest of everyone in the family.
Nathaniel stood is 5' 7" body up and put his sketchpad and pencil in his backpack before heading back for the house. They Kaulitz-Trumpers only lived a mile outside of the park which put their house just a mile outside of Manitou Springs, one of Nathaniel's favorite places. He got home and walked through the door, up to his room without saying a word to anyone. He sat at his desk and turned his laptop on.

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya and Bam walked in through the front door. Stasya's left wrist was in a cast and Bam had fresh wrappings on his right shoulder from a previous skating accident. "Ello! We're 'ome, dearest family," Stasya yelled, using an English accent.

Jeremiah Malachi Margera walked down the stairs, hands shoved in the pockets of his skinny jeans. He stood at 5' 3" and had medium length black hair. His soft, glowing emerald eyes were tired and had a pair of thick, black rimmed glasses. He wore a plain black tee-shirt and was curently barefoot. He looked at his twin and older brother. "Break your arm again," he asked, looking at Stasya. Stasya nodded, "Yup. Bam pushed me." Jeremy snickered. He wasn't nearly as active as his blood-sister, he was more of the computer nerd type. ((xD Thought Jer needed a change.)) He is also one of Stasya favorite things to beat on. He walked into the kitchen. "Morning Tom. Morning Gwen, Abby, Greggory." He took a glass from the cabinet and filled it with milk.

[Abby! (:]

"Yosers." The trio said. Abby and Gregory held Gwen who was struggling to get away
"LET GO!" Gwen yelled

[Stasya ♥]

"Should I get Stasya to shove Gwen's pill down her throat," Jeremy offered.

Stasya squealed in a teasing excitement. "Yay, forcing someone to do something against their will! My favorite thing to do besides make someone do something against their will!"

"WTF," Bam laughed. "That's the sam thing, though."

"I know but... so what?" Stasya giggled.

[Abby! (:]

"YES!" Abby and Gregory nodded
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Gwen screamed
"Gwendolyn Paige!" Abby and Gregory snickered

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya walked into the kitchen. "Do it yourself or I'll make you," she grinned wickedly.

"What happened to your arm," Tom asked, uninterested since seeing his sister in a cast was pretty much a regular thing.

"Bam broke it," Stasya said loud enough for Bam to hear.

"Okay, okay, okay, I get it. Sorry," Bam laughed.

[Abby! (:]

"I CAN'T TAKE IT WITH THESE TWO HOLDING ONTO ME LIKE THIS!!" Gwen yelled
"We're not stupid." Abby said
"You're going to run." Gregory said ruffling her head.
"Sooooo." Gwen moaned

[Stasya ♥]

Stasya shrugged. "Let her go. If she runs, I'll catch her. Simple as that." And she would. Stasya ran track and was the fastest in the school.