Secret Life ...[OOC]

[imaginethat]

I found this on Gateway - and it looked like a pretty freakin' awesome idea.
Credit goes to Saint Lucifer = "Where Will You Go;; OOC && Signups -- Closed

It’s the middle of summer, and it’s stiflingly hot, especially in the middle of a city. The sun shines high in the day and at night, the stars burn bright and the air is uncomfortably warm. On this particular night, in some dirty alleyway, a small gang of teenagers are gathering. All of these teenagers have run away from home, and this is the only place they could turn to. They have become a close-knit group, and they’ve been meeting up for a year now, surviving together.

There are no rules, no parents, no school, no authority figures provided they avoid the police. They have complete freedom, and they do whatever they like whenever they want to.

But there is a catch. None of these teenagers is being honest, not with their closest friends, not even with themselves. When they ran away, each of them adopted a completely new identity before they met the others, to hide what happened to them in the past. Teenagers don’t run away from home for no reason, and the reasons are beginning to tear them apart from the inside, and before long the group’s once-unbreakable bond is dangerously close to snapping.

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“You know him/her as;; NAME: FIRST, MIDDLE, LAST. Note that this name is the name your character adopted when s/he ran away from home.

“But once he/she went by;; name: first, middle, last. Note that this name is the name your character has before s/he ran away.[

“And s/he’s left home because;; Shyeah, I want a reason.

“Age;;

“Nicknames?;; If this doesn’t apply to your character, leave blank.

“Personality;; If your character had a different personality before s/he left home, mention first his/her current personality and then how they used to be. Please.

“Biography;; Detail, detail. Please. Tell us about your character, and here’s your chance to expand on why they left home.

2 girls / 2 guys please!!

ImagineThat~~ Holly Laura McKellroy
Abby! (:~~ Raquelle Landra Darder
Hazzard Gates ~~ Tripp Jude Halloway
Male 2~~

I'll post my character soon. I just spent an hour writing it and the website logged me out

[Abby! (:]

(Please don't use this anywhere else! It is my friend Diana!)

“You know her as;; Raquelle Landra Darder

“But once she went by;; Jennavive Raquelle Lavette

“And she’s left home because;; Her parents were holding her down from persuing her dream of becoming a famous singer. In her family it is "Desrespectful" and "Innapropriate" to be anything but an Opera singer.

“Age;; 17

“Nicknames?;; Only her little group of friends can call her Raqi

“Personality;; Before she left home, She was an entergetic little girl. Always singing and dancing and playing piano to some Michael Jackson song

After she left all that changed. She's there but she doesn't talk. She does preform on the streets for money though. She has an Mp3 player that she brought with her from home that she usually charges up at local fast food places.

“Biography;;
Age 4-
"Bunnie? Bunnie where are you?" Mrs.Lavette walked around the mansion like house untill she heard something, singing, and an attempt to play piano. She walked into the room and looked at Jennavive singing a Michael Jackson song.
"Jennavive Raquelle Lavette! Stop that racket this instant!" Her mother scolded.
Jennavive looked at her quite confused "I was singing mommy. And playing piano!" tears welled up in her eyes
"Well your piano playing was horrible! And your singing! What is that stuff?" Mrs.Lavette looked at her daughter. Jennavive had a great voice. And for not have knowing how to play piano she did okay. for a four year old. But what she was singing was horrid in Mrs.Lavette's opinion. "Come on Bunnie. Mommy will teach you how to sing and play correctly." she said.
A few days later Jenna had her first singing lesson "Mommy I don't like this singing." she told her.
"Bunnie what you were singing was bad!" Mrs.Lavette said. "This is good singing." she said starting to sing Opera
Jennavive cringed "I don't like it mommy!" and with that she stormed out of the room throwing a temper tantrum like a four year old would.
Age 8-
"Don't blame it on the sunshine, don't blame it on the moonlight, don't blame it on the good times, blame it on the boogie!" Jennavive sang playing the piano to "Blame it on the Boogie" by MJ. Her parents wern't home. It was just her, her baby sister Kimmy, and her nannie Miri. Her fingers went smoothly across the piano's keys. She had been teaching herself to play what she likes and what she wants. And has been able to sneek around and play for the past three years. Though she still takes lessions for classical and for Opera. She enjoys this much more.
There was some clapping behind her and Jenna quickly stopped and turned around "Miri! Dont do that!" she giggled
"Go on continue playing." Miriam smiled sitting along. The two started to sing togeather. Miri singing back up for Jenna. Once the song was done the two started laughing.
"Jennavive! Miriam!" A voice boomed behind them.
"Hi daddy!" Jenna smiled her little 'I'm innosant' smile. She went up and hugged her daddy's legs.
"Jennavive Raquelle! What were you doing little girl!?!?" Mr.Lavette was not happy.
Jenna wimpered and looked at him "I was singing and playing piano." she told him. She wasn't lieing. So how was it bad.
"Jennavive up to you're room this instant!" Mr.Lavette told his daughter pointing to the stairs.
Jenna started to cry as he swatted at her bottom once. And it was hard to. She went up to her room and slammed the door shut.
Mr.Lavette entered a few minutes later a small hairbrush in his hand. He sat down on the edge of Jenna's bed "Come here little girl." he said.
Jenna slowly walked to her dad tears coming. "Daddy no! I'm sorry! I don't want a spankin!" But her little pleads didn't help. He grabbed his daughter and lifted up the back of her dress and started spanking her with the small hairbrush. (Her parents were stict!)
Age 15
The belt smacked the girl on the bottom once more. And all you could hear was sobbing.
Mr.Lavette dropped his belt and looked at his daughter and left the room "Evalyn She won't stop..." he sighed
Jennavive fell onto her bed and cried her eyes out. She was in the worst pain of her life. And it wasn't her bottom that was hurting. It was her heart. "Why can't they let me do what I want? I sing great I play piano great." the thoughts where raceing threw her head. "Why don't they love me?" the thought stopped in her mind. She thought about it. Why have they never told her they love her? Why do thy not like she whe wants. Why can't they accept who she is? And thats when she grabbed a blanket and pillow. A few pairs of clothes. Her favorite stuffed animal. Her Mp3 player and charger and shuffed it all into a backpack and jumped out her window. She made sure nobody was looking before she ran off to pursue her dream.
Today
Jenna looked out at the crowd buying stuff from stores and everything. She's in the middle of the city. SHe was using the local church's keyboard to play. "Don't blame it on the sunshine, don't blame it on the moonlight, don't blame it on the good times, Blame it on the boggie!" she started

[Stasya ♥]

“You know him/her as;; Tripp Jude Halloway

“But once he/she went by;; Jude Draven Farren

“And s/he’s left home because;; His parents are seriously messed up. His mom is a drug addict and his dad is a drunk. In their spare time, they liked to put Jude through any sort of pain: Physical, mental, emotional.

“Age;; Sixteen

“Nicknames?;; N/A

“Personality;; Jude is very quiet and reserved unless he is around his friends. While with his friends, he isn't afraid to speak his mind or be himself. He is a very friendly person but usually is too shy to talk to anyone new. On the rare occasions when he gathers up enough courage to talk to someone new, he isn't afraid to talk to someone from outside his own classified clique. Yet, despite that he is quiet and reserved, he tries to live everyday like it's his last. Jude likes to have fun and laugh rather than mope around and be depressed; he doesn't let what his parents did to him before he ran away bring him down..

“Biography;; Jude was born in London, England when his parents were about seventeen. His dad was from America and his mom was from Germany. When his mother found out she was pregnant with Jude and told her boyfriend that he was the dad, they decided to elope. Their honeymoon was to Paris, France but they thought they would stay a couple days in England before going back to the States.

Around the age of five, Jude's parents began having issues. They started seeing a marriage counselor and leaving Jude at a daycare after school. That is when he met his best friend Derek Sutherland; the two boys found out they had a lot in common, starting off with their parents having trouble and going to marriage counselors. Over the next couple of years, the two only children in their family became like brothers. He was the only real friend Jude had at the time.

Jude was ten, Derek was eleven. They were hanging out together outside of an ice cream parlor down the street from their houses. Jude had been a lot quieter than usual the past couple of weeks since his mom had become a drug addict and his dad a drunk. "Why you cryin?" Derek had demanded. Jude explained his parent's situation, stopping to wipe the tears from his face every few minutes. "It's okay, you don't have to be so emotional," Derek had said in an attempt to help his friend. "My mom just left my dad in the middle of the night last week and I'm not crying."

Glass shatter and a sharp yelp came from a boy crouched in the corner. Fourteen year old Jude looked up at his parents as they laughed with glee at his fear and pain. His mom grabbed another vase and chucked it at him. Jude cover his face with his arms, suppressing a scream when it smashed into a shattered at his rib cage. "Stop, please," he begged, voice cracking with emotion as he sobbed. But, did they listen? No. They continued to throw objects and punches toward the boy. He had always been an obedient, quiet kid; what had he done to deserve to be treated like this? Finally, as dusk fell and his parents were to tired to inflict anymore pain on their son, he sunk into his room. He stripped of his shirt and looked at the new bruises that covered his arms and torso; the new bruises joined old ones along with many scars. Jude shuddered and crawled into bed, pulling the covers over his head and cried again.

It had started when he was twelve years old, he had lived with it for three years before Just had finally had enough. It was three AM and he was quietly but quickly stuffing clothes and some other possessions into two bags. He snuck out of his room and out the front door. Jude wasn't sure where he was going but, as long as he didn't have to deal with his parents any longer.

[imaginethat]

“You know her as;;
Holly Laura McKellroy

“But once she went by;;
Stephanie Jayde Collins

“And she’s left home because;;
There was no home left.

“Age;;
16

“Nicknames?;;
She doesn't like nicknams, but Holls she can sometimes tolerate.

“Personality;;
Holly is the crazy one of the group. She's a daredevil and won't turn anything knew away unless she's tried it once. She said no to drugs after trying them once, and has only smoked cigarettes a few times before. When she can afford it, Holly likes her alcohol, but knows when to stop. She'll always stick up for her friends, and never backs away from a fight. Her friends will have to drag her away if a fight begins to brew, as she will probably get hurt. She doesn't look like the sort of girl that runs away from home, smokes and gets into fights, but hey, she'd rather be Holly Laura McKellroy than Stephanie Jayde Collins.

Stephanie was a shy and reserved girl that never fought for anything in her life. That's probably why she lost so much so quickly. The only person that she could really talk to was her elder sister Phoenix, but after the accident Stephanie's life collapsed. She never listen to her music or continued writing her book, and all she did was cry. She lost everyone.

“Biography;;

Stephanie Jayde Collins was born to Michelle and James Collins on the 24th May. She was the second girl in the family and the last of their children, with her older sister Phoenix being 5. Both girls were spoiled rotten and got nearly everything they wanted. However, the sister were too naïve to see and understand that their mother had a mental illness. When they grew up, slowly Phonenix began to realise that something was different about her mom compared to others.

"Mommy! I can't breath!"

On Stephanie's seventh birthday, she was sitting up in her room drawing on a new colouring pad nearing 10 at night. Her sister had gone to stay at a friends house, and her dad was working late at the police station, so it was just her mother in the house looking after her. Her mother suddenly burst into her room, muttering to herself that her daughter had been a bad girl. Michelle grabbed Stephanie's wrist and dragged her down the ornate spiral stairs. "Mommy, where are you taking me?" She tried to ask, but her mother didn't answer. She tried to curl up into a ball to keep the warmth from escaping her small pyjamas as her mother dragged her into the car. They drove to the beach and the little girl was pulled out into the sea. Stephanie's head was held under the rushing waves for a few moments when a man walking his dog saw what the older woman was doing. That was the cause of his parent's divorce.

"But she's my sister!"

Four years later, Stephanie and Phoenix were sitting on the sofa at their mom's house. Their dad had custody over the children, but she was allowed to have them over for weekends. Michelle was in the kitchen cooking the dinner, when they heard a big crash. Phoenix told her little sister to stay behind the couch when their mother came out with an angry glare, holding a carving knife. "It's all your fault." She whispered, before lunging at her eldest daughter and plunging the knife into her chest. Stephanie let out a huge sob when her mother stabbed Phoenix 15 more times, one for every year she had been alive. When their father got the call at the police station and arrived at his ex-wife's house, he broke down at the sight. His eldest was dead and his youngest was draped over her body, shaking and covered in blood. Michelle was siting in the kitchen saying how the dinner was getting cold when the police took her away.

"I'm all alone?"

Since the tradgedy with Phoenix, James never let his only remaining daugher out of his eyeline. He became the over protective father figure that every teenage girls dreads, and they helped each other through the ordeal. Stephanie began to talk to her dad, and they became closer than ever. One day while Stephanie was in school, she was told that the police needed to talk to her. Suddenly, the class that never spoke to the silent girl had interest in her, and they watched through the classroom windows at the girl cried out and collapsed to her knees. Stephanie had thought that they would want to talk about her mother who had only gotten four years for the murder as she was mentally ill, but she had been wrong. It had been her father's turn to get the office order from Starbucks, and there had been an armed robbery. James Collins had been shot twice in ther stomach when he tried to say that he was a cop. Stephanie was excused from school and she never went back. At home, she packed a small bag of clothes, necesities and food before she left her home town in California, never turning back .She travelled until she decided to stop, which is when she changed her identity, met her new friends and left broken Stephanie Jayde Collins behind her.

[Ray]

You know her as: Macey Rachel Jax
But she once went by: Rachel Marie Frisch
She left home because: Her parents split up and when her dad left, he threw an umbrella at her eye and she went blind. After her dad left, her brother got in a fight and killed a guy. When he was in jail, he killed himself. Her mother went insane.
Age: 16
Nicknames: Used to be Ray, now Mace.
Personality: She was always quiet and liked to write. But after her dad left, she became very depressed. She started cutting herself. She is a sweet girl, but only people close to her know that - and that's not very many people.
Biography: When she was 5, her parents split up. When her dad left, he threw an umbrella at her mom's face and she went blind in her left eye. Her father then picked her up and threw her across the room. Macey shattered all her fingers on her left hand, and to this day, it doesn't work that well. Her father was arrested and thrown in jail for 30 years, on a bond of $500,000. She knows one day he'll be released from prison and come back for her. She's still unsure of what will happen then.
After her dad was arrested, her mother moved her and her emo brother, Joesph, across the country. She started 2nd grade at a new school and was bullied from a start. Marie dumped paint on her new-school jeans and ripped up her homework. When she turned 13, her brother was in a fight and killed a guy. He was thrown in jail for life and in jail, he killed himself. She became emo and began writing poetry. When she was 14, her mom was in a car accident and lost sight in her right eye and became totally blind. Macey spent her teen years caring for her depressed mother. She began cutting herself. But then, she met Stephen Partcis. They fell in love and, for once in her life, she was happy. She even stopped cutting. Every night, she snuck out of the house and they just went into the woods and kissed. She and Stephen were together for 6 months. And during that time, they made love. But one night, before she snuck out to see him, he left a note taped to her window that said he was running away forever. She just laid on her floor and cried and cried. She began cutting again.Then, on the eve of her 16th birthday, when her mother was sleeping, she grabbed all her stuff that would fit in her 3OH3! tote and left. She wanted to find Stephen, but never did. She found the group after roaming the city for almost a month. She's never told them much. Nothing about Stephen.

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Erm...I did ask if we could only have 2 girls and 2 guys...