Post by hecate estella solana on Nov 15, 2009 18:28:26 GMT -5
hecate estella solana!
Tell me how can you sleep?
How can you breathe?
Baby tell me how
How you love me now
Tell me how can you sleep?
How can you breathe?
Baby tell me how
How you love me now
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): none
age: Twenty two
birthday: October 27th
sexuality: straight
grade: Senior
job: Mechanice[/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: 120
body type: lean
hair and eyes: Dark brown, amber gold
distinguishing features: ears, belly button, rose tramp stamp, white angel wings from shoulder to small of back, tips curve around the worse.
clothing style: She wears a lot of black spandex dress, checkered skirts and black tank tops or tight fitting band t-shirts. Sometimes skinny jeans. She is always seen wearing her hoodie that is full of zipper pockets and she doesn't care what anyone else has to say, she loves that jacket and will wear it when she wants and were she wants. Her feet are adorned with combat boots, high heels or skater shoes. Don't question her. You may not like the answer that she gives you.
overall appearance: Long dark brown hair that falls to the small of her back and has about 5 layers in it. Her eyes are a piercing rare amber gold color and she wears thick eyeliner that makes the amber look darker. Her skin is slightly tanned to a fine golden color. She wears a lot of black spandex dress, checkered skirts and black tank tops or tight fitting band t-shirts. Sometimes skinny jeans.She is always seen wearing her hoodie that is full of zipper pockets and she doesn't care what anyone else has to say, she loves that jacket and will wear it when she wants and were she wants. She wears a black choker and a silver chain that has a diomand heart at the end which is tucked into her shirt where it is less likely to be seen by other people. She also wears many bracelets and when she walks the sound of the metal ones can be heard chiming together as they hit one another.[/font][/size][/ul]
I USED TO BE LOVE DRUNK
but now i'm hungover
but now i'm hungover
- asian food
- animals
- cars
- fixing things
- cooking
- drifting/street racing
- rock music
- horror/action movies
- video games
- reading
dislikes:
- being called a tom boy
- being treated differently
- peanut oil
- anything hot pink
- losing a race
- people wanting to change her
- tomatos
- people who try to impress her
- disrespect
- talk of the past
strengths:
- her looks
- ability with cars
- charm
- love for fun
weaknesses:
- self contous
- hurt easy
- her past
- her kindness
habits:
- reads when sad
- street races when bored or angry
- works on her car when pissed
- daydreams when in class
fears:
- her past
- worms [like the slimy ones in the gound]
secrets:
- was once in love
- is a nerd at heart
personality: Hecate is a beautiful girl, one that everyone seems to want, but all in all she has a rather ruthless persona when it comes to being bossed around. She wants to do things her own way and not have to listen to the bantering of other people. She finds the gossip of other girls boring and would rather be playing with the guys. Yes, she's pretty as the sea, but she's a roll in the mud tom boy styled vixen ready to take on the world, ready to hold it in her heart and mind. Though bold and sharped tongued she may be there are hidden things that Amelie keeps to herself and tells no one of. There is a hint of mystory to this seemingly sweet woman that wishes nothing more than to be one of the boys. Don't ask why she was named after a goddess, she just was so deal with it.
Hecate is a sharp-minded, silver tongued woman. Though she has acute insight, she will rip you to peices with just a single word. This dark haired beauty can be quite the show off as well, but doesn't fall into old patterns easily. This vixen, as some call her, is complex and hard to understand at times. It's a wonder anyone can even understand her sometimes. If you want someone loyal and brave you've found that in this person, she'll take on any challenge thrown at her. Even all messed up and silly as she is, there is a deep inner passion in her that no one can deny or refuse. Her only flaw is her deep rooted hatred for some men. Young boys are fine, but hand her a fully grown man and she just wants to kick them until they run away crying. It seems she needs someone who can break her of that.
There is one other thing that many like to tell about her. She's a demon of speed when she's behind the wheel of a car. She loves the feel of the wind in her face and pulling stunts that would scare the shit out of anyone who has never ridden in a car with her before. It's her passion. Her love. Don't mess with her or you'll be sorry you decided to race such a fox.[/font][/size][/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: Maria Solana/50/english teacher
father: Unknown
siblings: none
pets: Rascel/Boxer/5
other family: Marco Solana/48/Uncle
history: A long time ago, when she was first born, she was left at the orphanage entrance. Unfocused, as most young one are, and scared she cried out hoping to be heard by someone inside. No one did, not until the kids were racing out side to play, walking by and found her. Not sure what to do, they went to the nuns and they took her in after some talk. She was raised in a way that was not normally for most. She was aloofed and did not play with the other children. It was as though she feared something would happen to them or herself if she did join in a game.
The girl didn't understand why she was so different from most of them. It puzzled her for the longest time, but soon she let it go and tried not to think about it. She became like a ghost in the orphanage, doing as she was asked and not arguing in the least. She was a stranger and a danger in may other children eyes, but she didn't care. It didn't matter to her what they thought about her so long as she got her job done and didn't have to deal with others. One day though, a woman came by and seeing how Hecate was around the other children took her into her home, having no children of her own. Hecate soon began to act as other children did, playing as others would. It was a happy life.
She still wonders what it would have been like if she had lived with her real mother, but everytime those thoughts get to deep, she turns those amber-gold eyes onto the home that she has learned to love and holds dear to her heart. It would be no simple matter to turn her back on the person that had taken her in and so, over time, they moved from Spain to Rome where Hecate now goes to collage. There is a new air about her for she is no longer the conservitive child she used to be. She's a whole new person with a whole new out look on life. Taking adventure by the hand and dancing with the storms that roll in at random.[/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: 9-10 years
age: 17!!! Fianlly. = ]
anything else: No
RP sample: There was silence for just one moment and then the car came flying around the corner, drifting in a perfect arch. Eyes bright behind that darkly tinted window. Oh yes, was the only thought passing through my mind. The care rockted forward, tires shrieking with the force at which I pressed down on the gas. A smile curled up the corners of my lips. My fingers flexed on the wheel as the car roared forward, others following not far behind this neon blue speed demon. I could have screamed with pure excitement, but I didn't. I held back, knowing that anything could happen now. We were down to the wire. The last few lengths just in front of me. I tightened me grip on the wheel, bitting my lip as the car raced over the finish line and I smashed on my brakes, causing the car to squeal once more before sliding to a stop. I jumped out of the car to be surrounded by the sounds of cheering and hugs. Then, the dream was broken with the wail of my alarm clock. I raised my head, dark hair falling into sparking eyes. I groaned, rolling out of bed. I stumbled over to my mirror gazing at it with a look of pure disgust. Well, didn't I just look amazing. I sighed and brushed my hair back into a pony tail.
I went on my normal morning hunt then, looking for jeans and a clean shirt. Well, that seemed impossible so I settled for the black, long sleeved dress I had, pulling on my high heeled boots after that. As soon as everything was in order, make up and all, my steps took me downstairs to the kitchen where soon enough I was finding something that would be easy to eat while I was driving. Somehow, my kitchen made me think of a cemetary. Empty and void of all life. How long had it been since somone had cleaned? I had no idea, but it wasn't my problem. I grabbed the first thing that looked good to me and shoveled it down as I was racing out to my car. The clop of my boots the only other sound that seemed to penetrate the soundlessness outside. I walked over to my brightly colored car, unlocking it and getting in. I pulled the door shut and just sat there, staring at all the things hidden within my car. A smile spread acrossed my face just as my hand put the key in the ignition and turned the key. I sighed at the low purr of sound that followed that smooth motion. I loved this car so much. It made the world go round. I took it out of park, into reverse and shot from the spot I was in before smoothly puting it in drive.[/font][/size][/ul]