Howell, Onyx Alexandrite

[onyx]

CAN WE PRETEND
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now

ONYX ALEXANDRITE HOWELL *

Alright well, my name is Onyx Alexandrite Howell. But please call me Ony. I'm nineteen and hail in from Houston, Texas. Yeah yeah that means I have the Texas accent, you don't have to point it out. I have an older brother named Jacoby and a little sister named Rayne. My parents are still married and we all live with them. It's pretty much a nut house seeing as my brothers crazy girlfriend Ashley lives with us also. I recently moved back into my house after being in a rehab center for a little over a year. When I was sixteen I became addicted to coke, marijuana, and alcohol. I didn't plan it to be that way, but I was a bit of a party animal and one thing led to another... Yeah you get what I'm trying to say. So while I was in there I met some pretty amazing people, I'm not going to name names but they know who they are. We decided to learn how to play instruments and since Jacoby already knew how to play guitar I wanted to be different and play drums. Anyway, sorry I have slight ADD and tend to get a little side tracked, we learned how to play instruments and decided to create a band. The bands called Whiskey Tears Freedom and we've been together for a little over a year now.

Now to get away from that depressing stuff, let me tell you a bit about myself. I turn twenty on December 26th, and I'm pretty freaking excited about it. I have medium length brown hair, and piercing blue eyes. Some people say my eyes are the best thing about me, but I personally think it's my abs. I like to work out and look good, but I'm not much of a pretty boy. I love skateboarding, drumming, girls, paintball guns, girls, pranks, and girls. If you couldn't tell, I'm straight. I have nothing against gay people, I'm just not one of them. Some people say I look like Chris Kamrada, but honestly I don't know who that is so I wouldn't know. I can be a bit of an asshole sometimes, but usually I'm a pretty nice guy. Just don't piss me off and there wont be problems. I like to joke around but sometimes I think I take jokes a little too far. I don't mean to and sometimes I don't even realize that I'm doing it. But hey, if you can't take a joke then simply don't be around me cause I don't see how our friendship would work out.

I usually hate fighting with people, and almost never physically fight. But if you have a problem with me, then come say it to my face. That's one of the things I definitely hate. The stupid little he said, she said, bullshit. You got something to say, then say and we'll work it out. Or I can just knock you out, either way works with me. I guess thats one thing I learned from my brother that always seemed to stick with me, don't take shit from people. Usually I just try to avoid any sort of conflict since I'm kind of the nice guy, but theres just things that piss me off! Like snobby little bitches that think their better then everyone, grow the fuck up and go away. Or guys that think their so tough and can just tell you what to do, when in reality they're probably little whimps that can't even bench press. Wow that was kind of random, I think I'm done rambling now though. Time to chill out on tour and make some new friends, maybe even party a little. Hey, whatever happens on tour stays on tour. Ya get me?

I COULD USE A

dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'

Heyy there! The names Kristina, but please PLEASE call me Krissy or Kriss. Either one works with me. I'm sixteen, but my birthdays coming up in three weeks! I'm a very hyper and random person if you can't tell haha. I live in the Eastern time zone and I currently don't have any other characters. The rules word is live or die and hereee is my role play sample

Making her way around the track, the tiny 5"4 girl continued to walk around like she had been doing for the past half hour. This was the place she came to think, listen to music, and be alone. Amethyst had her ipod blasting in her ears, Marilyn Mansons voice drowning out any sound in the world she was trying to escape. She had been drinking again, not enough to get her drunk but definitely enough to be putting her in a good mood.

You should be going home now Ammy, Sophia will be home soon. She thought to herself, Sophia being her nine year old little sister. Amethyst shrugged it off, not quite ready to join the real world yet. She had responsibilities now, and it was very rare she had time to herself. But when she did she'd milk it, spend hours alone and come back to the house almost completely wasted. Its actually been a while since I've gotten drunk... A smirk crossed her face at the idea. It didn't sound bad at all.

She walked about half the track by now, contemplating whether or not to drink. I'm sure Sophia could find one of her little friends to have a sleepover with at their house. She nodded her head and continued walking, Marilyn Mansons voice seeming to sooth her. He was one of her favorite artists, and sometimes she could relate to the songs. "A pill to make you numb, a pill to make you dumb, a pill to make you anybody else. All the drugs in this world wont save her from herself." She sang along to the song quietly to herself. Amethyst didn't have a bad singing voice, she was pretty good actually. She just hated singing in front of people.

Getting bored of walking, Amethyst sat in the middle of the track and placed her chin in the palm of her hand. She looked up at the sky and noticed the fluffy white clouds in the very blue sky. It was warm out, but not the warm that you would need an air conditioner for. It was a comfortable kind of warm. She looked around the track, not a soul in sight. She sighed and looked down at her Ipod Touch again. She was feeling kind of lonely, but would never admit that. Amethyst had a problem with admitting that she enjoyed peoples company. She decided to stay there for just a little longer, hoping that someone interesting would show up.

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