Disfuntional Chaos

[Brooklyn]

nathan joel parker !
Why should I worry?
Why should I care?
I may not have a dime
But I got street savoire faire

THE DAY WE MET WAS LIKE A HIT AND RUN
and i still taste it on my tongue

[/b][/color] nathan joel parker.
nickname(s): dodger.
age: seventeen years old.
sexuality: straight.
job: n/a.
gender: male.
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THE SKY WAS BURNING UP LIKE FIREWORKS
you made me want you oh so bad it hurts

[/b][/color] 5’10”.
body type: lean/average.
hair and eyes: sleek black hair, and slate blue-gray eyes.
clothing style: nathan tends to wear whatever he is most comfortable in, which commonly tends to be a t-shirt, zip up sweatshirt, and jeans. comfy clothing, and nothing too out of the ordinary.
overall appearance: nathan is a simply city boy who grew up on the streets by himself since the age of five. he’s an overall happy guy, even though he has it rough, he tries to make the best of things. he’s a hottie and lots of girls love him, both the rich and the poor, he’s hated by few and loved by many.
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I USED TO BE LOVE DRUNK
but now i'm hungover

[/b][/color] girls, dogs, the beach, music, food, clubs, alcohol, dancing, fighting, and early mornings.
dislikes: traffic, assholes, cats, not knowing his life, betrayal, being sick, broken promises, being confused, pencil shavings, and rumors.
habits: running from the cops, jogging, stealing, fighting, and flirting.
secrets: he’s an orphan.
personality: nathan is fun-loving and a trouble-maker. he loves to live life to the fullest and tends to be a ‘half full’ kind of guy. he’s a lady’s man, and he loves it. he wouldn’t trade it for the world. His life has been hard, but he absolutely loves it and wouldn’t change a thing about it.
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YOU DROVE ME CRAZY EVERY TIME WE TOUCHED
now i'm so broken that i can't get up

[/b][/color] unknown.
father: unknown.
siblings: unknown.
other family: none.
history: all you really need to know was that nathan was born as an orphan and has been living on his own since the age of five years. he ran from the authorities and everyone else, and he makes it by perfectly on his own.[/font][/size][/ul]

I'M CHECKING INTO REHAB
cause everything that we had didn't mean a thing to you

[/b][/color] brooklyn.
role-playing experience: 2 years.
age: 16 years of age.
anything else: I’m owner of this here site.
RP sample:

<sub>Perfect. It was the only way to describe how my body felt. Perfectly amazing. I was soaring, flying down the beach. There was nothing able to hold me back and there was nothing that could find a way to ruin this moment. This was what I lived for. It was moments like this. Here on the beach, galloping through the light surf, listening to the sound of my horse’s hooves splash through the small rippling waves. On Buck’s back, riding the way that I was, it was the only thing that really kept me looking forward to the end of the day. This was what I looked forward to. This was the time that I could release every thought, every drama filled thought and just feel free. Riding was everything to me. Buck had become everything to me. Riding released me from a prison called school, called life. Riding like this was pure heaven and it was filled with peace. This was my time.

I reached down and pat Buck on the neck. “Good boy.” I cooed at him. “Good boy.” I then stood, digging my heels into the stirrups. I trusted my best friend. I trusted Buck, and it was the only reason that I was about to do what I was. I closed my eyes while I still stood in my stirrups and I released the reins and threw my arms up, welcoming the wind into my face. I let the wind blow across my chest and through my long black hair. I let it blow my hair across my face, and I welcomed the cold wind into my soul. I felt the salty wind against my skin and instead of shivering like most did, I smiled. It was all I could do. I smiled.

We booked it down the beach, my heart and buck’s racing to the same beat. He and I were so in sync it was truly unbelievable. I had raised him and trained him from a foal, so he knew me inside and out, and I knew him as well. It was how we were. Completely in sync.

I felt Buck’s gait start to slow, and I knew just as well as he did, he was growing exhausted, and so was I. I slowly opened my eyes and sat back down in the saddle as buck slowed to a bouncing trot. I reached down and scooped up the reins and turned him in half circle facing the way that we had come from.

I pulled him to a halt and pat his neck, and cooed to him again. “Brilliant boy. You truly are brilliant.” I scratched my fingers through his coat, and scratched behind his ears. He tossed his head and snorted. I chuckled and then looked up. To my surprise I saw a person sitting astride their horse, with a dog trotting down by the horse’s feet. I couldn’t tell if it was a male or female. All I knew was that Buck and I weren’t alone on the beach anymore.</sub>

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[Brooklyn]

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Here in Palm Beach, the weather is wonderful, and the sky is always warmed by the sun. Here, there are temperatures ranging from the low 60’s to the high 90’s sometimes even reaching the 100’s. The water is crystal clear and it reflects the perfect light blue color. There are hot girls, and sexy guys strolling up and down the streets. In the center of town, there is always something interesting to do. During the day, you can go shopping, to the beach, the mall, or hang out with your friends. During the night, there are teen parties, clubs, and drinking. But deep down there is more to this city than fun and games… There’s danger and adrenaline lurking around every corner and each step you take brings you closer to that danger and risk. Many find it fascinating, and want to know more, others stay clear as best they can. But no one can escape this city’s grasp. No one. Dare to find out if you can survive? Is your heart strong enough to make it through this...

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