Post by remy labeau on Nov 4, 2009 20:28:55 GMT -5
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this was made by CHLOEOATS of caution 2.0. do not remove this tag, no matter what. lyrics are from love drunk by boys like girls.
remy labeau !
comatose, i'll never wake up without an overdose of you
i don't want to live, i don't want to dream
less i feel you next to me
the pain you make me feel
comatose, i'll never wake up without an overdose of you
i don't want to live, i don't want to dream
less i feel you next to me
the pain you make me feel
THE DAY WE MET WAS LIKE A HIT AND RUN
and i still taste it on my tongue
and i still taste it on my tongue
nickname(s): remy, rems, rem, cookie (long story)
age: twenty-three
birthday: april 30th
sexuality: straight
grade: none
job: bartender [/font][/size][/ul]
THE SKY WAS BURNING UP LIKE FIREWORKS
you made me want you oh so bad it hurts
you made me want you oh so bad it hurts
weight: 160 lbs
body type: Tall, not too muscluar (but enough X3)
hair and eyes: Long and blonde hair with navy eyes (read describtion, awesome eyes)
distinguishing features: a couple of scars on his neck, but thats cause sometimes women bit too hard, tatoo on his right shoulder that shows black wings
clothing style:
Clothing style, you say? Well, thats something that Remy really doesn't have. I take that back, yes, indeed, he had his own unquie style of clothing, but it doesn't differ a ton of times. Most of the time it's dark pants, sometimes jeans if you catch him on a lazy day. He is also a fan of wearing hats, usually meaning top hats. If he isn't wearing a hat, his hair lays down long. Though, sometimes, depending on the situation, he wears...absolutly nothing.
overall appearance:
Remy, if he does say so himself, is a very beauitful person. At least, in his own mind he finds himself that way, but it's hard for one to speak for themself and be right about it. Though, if he gets as many girls on his back as he does, it must mean one thing or another. First off, what strikes people the most is rather his hair or his eyes. His hair has been found in so many different shapes and sizes over time. Sometimes, he'll die a part of it blue, and other he will put it in a mohawk. Most of the passing time, however, you will find it laying down, very soft and plainly looking.
The hair correctly frames the shape of his head, as purpose is served correctly. It's very hard around the face, just because of his age, but it still has that childish glow coming from around him. Whats most delightful about the apperance he has would have to be those crystal blue eyes he carries around with him all the time. Their actually navy, technocolly. If he looked away from you, they are a dark brown or black color, but once he looks straight at you, you could see the blue seeking through the darkness of his eyes.
There is one thing that everyone will always remember him by, and this is important... while would be his smile[/font][/size][/ul]
I USED TO BE LOVE DRUNK
but now i'm hungover
but now i'm hungover
[li]Sex
[/li][li]Girls
[/li][li]Rough (only in bed, of course)
[/li][li]Sitting in a quiet room
[/li][li]Rome
[/li][li]Site at night
[/li][li]Soft/Classical Music
[/li][li]Lyrics of Three Days Grace
[/li][li]Gambit
[/li][li]Writing
dislikes:
[/li][li]Really loud noise
[/li][li]Popular music
[/li][li]Parties
[/li][li]Protective brothers
[/li][li]Girls with high pitched voices
[/li][li]Sports
[/li][li]Being called a 'perv'
[/li][li]Being pushed aside
[/li][li]Being hated for his likes
[/li][li]Too many people
[/li][li]Girls who play 'hard to get'
[/li][li]His father
[/li][li]Little things that bug him (like a pebble in your shoe)
strengths:
[/li][li]Charming
[/li][li]Convincing
[/li][li]Giving compliments
[/li][li]Can be a lone player
weaknesses:
[/li][li]Hot girls
[/li][li]Classical Music
[/li][li]Gambit
[/li][li]He likes sex a little much
habits:
[/li][li]Fiddles with hair when nervous
[/li][li]Perks when he hears girls voice
[/li][li]Doesn't pay attention in class
fears:
[/li][li]Ending up alone
[/li][li]Death (no matter how much he says no)
secrets:
[/li][li]Grew up in the streets of New Orleans as an orphan
[/li][li]Trying to find THE ONE, who he will know when she 'strikes at his heart'
personality:
Remy is kind of a complicated person to understand. He is two completely different animals. Your first impression of him would be a gentleman. His tone is so quiet and soft, very extremely Cajun. He will contiune to talk in a soft tone with his southern mixed with his French. He will tell you things on his mind that sound very romantic, and honest in a person. Really, most of the things he says is, in his mind, true. If he tells you his voice enchants you, its true. Even the most hideous person in the world, he will find a factor he likes. Perhaps it won't have to deal with looks, but perhaps of voice or personality. He will always try to dig into the good of people if they leave a good first impression. Thats why he's so good at what he does.
First impression is everything with him. If your having a bad day and snap at him, he's going to find you a person he doesn't want to see again. If your really pretty, then he'll probably gravitate to you a lot more, though personality will keep him there. However, if someone went and talked to him, on most cases he wouldn't ignore them. In most cases meaning, his number one pet peeve is high pitched girl's voices. Oh! Voices mean so much to him, and if their high and squeaky, consider yourself ditched already. If your voice is high, but quiet, you'll probably have more of a chance. Quiet is everything in voice. In fact, one of the things that turns him on the most is probably the girl's voice.
It's kind of funny how he hates parties, loud noises, and people, yet working as a bartender. Thats only because he deals with it because of money, as he is in extreme low class. Also, what better way to meet girls then to be a bartender? Yes, Remy has an extreme love for girls. This is the other side of him that is hard to get and what he does best. He loves sex. He can't help what he loves. And he is good at getting girls. Most of them are smart, actually, but fell for his tricks, or thought, 'what the heck. one night won't hurt'. Remy isnt' heartless, though maybe it turns out to be. He's doing it for a purpose... besides liking sex. He is looking for 'the one'. He finds he will know right away during sex who it is. Strange, but Remy wasn't the one to make sense in anything he did.
If he goes off with the girl, and doesn't talk to her the next day, that makes him a perv, doesn't it? Well, not in his eyes, which is why he hates being called that. Perv is someone who is a selfish pig always taking advantage of girls. He hoped he wouldn't be that extreme. Though, reputation follows him, he is good in bed. Practice makes perfect, right? There is one feature that no one has ever doubted, and never forgot to mention, and it's his Remy smile.
With enemies, and Remy will have them, who would be loud party people lovers, he acts very ridiculous. He doesn't think during these times, saying things he knew that he would regret later. He would try to convince you he was mentally insane if it would scare you. Thats the problem. He doesn't know how to control his angry temper, and isn't indimidated, which can land him in sticky situations.
He does have friends, however. These are the people that like the quiet he does. That won't mind he would rather sit out at night by the quiet of the river of Italy then go off and have a bunch of parties. His best friend, however, would be his lovable husky puppy, Gambit.[/font][/size][/li][/ul]
YOU DROVE ME CRAZY EVERY TIME WE TOUCHED
now i'm so broken that i can't get up
now i'm so broken that i can't get up
mother: beatrice, 42, deceased (but he has no idea)
father: jared/55/theif
siblings: charles, 20, theif
derek, 18, theif
elliana, 15, guess what? a theif
pets: Gambit, less then 1 year old, husky puppy, dog (obviously)
other family: none
history:
Remy's family are all theives. Really, its more of an organization for male only for the theives, and men raise their boys to become them. But once remy started to grow up in that part, in which his dad was training him to be a theif, he wouldn't have it. He wanted to know all this time who his mother was, but all his father would say about her was that he hated Remy, because he was a bastard child (being unmarried) and left them. But then when he turned six, couldn't understand why more siblings of his were coming. So he ran, became an orphan on the streets of New Orleans.
You could imagine, it was very cruel. People were cruel. The streets were always loud with noise, kicking and yelling at a boy who was begging for a scrap of food. So what did Remy have to do? He stole. He had to! After living like this for the longest time of his life, dealing with the cruelity of humans, he found a ticket dropped on the streets saying it lead to...Italy? Taking the opportunity, since by this time he was sixteen. So going overseas, he did high school in Italy.
It was super hard, as he didn't know what he was doing, so he just stopped paying attention in class all together. So he had to re-do his Junior year, then his Senior year. He vowed never going to school again, and took a job as a bartender, though hating the noise. He also hates America now, because nothing good came from any of it, obviously. Not less then a year, he went to an animal shelter, just because he was looking for a friend, and found a little husky puppy peering at him with blue eyes through the bars of a cage.
Not long after, some men came and grabbed the puppy, putting down his card at the top. Remy wanted him, so badly, and though it looked like someone else got him, he wanted to see who it was going to. "excuse me...who is getting that pup?' he asked in his Cajun accent. The women looked at him coldly and hard, saying, 'he's being put down'.
Remy couldn't believe it. 'what? nooo, I'll take him!' she looked at him in a snotty tone, 'sir, you don't want this dog. it's vocal cords don't work. it can't bark, whimper, anything.' She started to take him away, but Remy stopped her again. They had a long arguement, and she explained that the government wouldn't allow them to sell a dog who wasn't all conditioned well. So, Remy stole the puppy right after. The lady put the pup on the table to go get the shot to put the pup down, then Remy just took it, and left with his little Gambit. It's the perfect dog, as he can't speak.[/font][/size][/ul]
I'M CHECKING INTO REHAB
cause everything that we had didn't mean a thing to you
cause everything that we had didn't mean a thing to you
role-playing experience: 1.5 years
age: 14
anything else: about my rping example...i just posted this on another site...not my best, but it does fit the thing with 227. X3
RP sample: Jon smiled, thinking [lighblue]Finally![/color][/i] He grabbed his drum sticks, watching Jacky go into the other room. Jacky came out with three papers, looking a little uncertain of himself, but gave it to Kylee, CJ, and Jon, explaining, "Alright, just a random rythm that I made up one day. Figured we'd play it. Sorry, I don't have any lyrics..." He said with a shrugg. Jon studied the piece, blinking a couple of times as if he was trying to figure out a couple of rythms.
Jacky wasn't all too sure about how'd they like it. Really, he made this when he was bored one day. One day, he'd like to put some lyrics to it, but he wasn't the best singer you could find. Decent, but not enought to make a career out of it. He put his beauty in his hands, taking a look across it before saying, "Lets do this!" He placed his position on the right side of CJ, in which Kylee was on the other side, and then Jon in the back by the window, since thats were the drums came from.
"Look over it quick, so we can get started." He said in a very happy tone, waiting to set the beat for everyone.[/font][/size][/ul]
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this was made by CHLOEOATS of caution 2.0. do not remove this tag, no matter what. lyrics are from love drunk by boys like girls.
