Post by Oliver Twishan Ed Westwick on Oct 16, 2008 6:35:23 GMT -5
Oliver Darwin Twishan IS SO FAR AWAY
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( THESE ARE MY WORDS )
the puppet master
you can call me jenna because it's what the birth certificate says
but everyone else calls me jen i've traveled around the sun 16 times
chittering monkey, all you gotta do is PM and i'll answer
i looked up your number in the whitepages directory
i've been playing this game of cat and mouse for 3/4 years and the cat almost won
you can often find me impersonating Oliver
the puppet master
you can call me jenna because it's what the birth certificate says
but everyone else calls me jen i've traveled around the sun 16 times
chittering monkey, all you gotta do is PM and i'll answer
i looked up your number in the whitepages directory
i've been playing this game of cat and mouse for 3/4 years and the cat almost won
you can often find me impersonating Oliver
( ONE LIFE CONTAINED )
the character
the character
x. age: Seventeen
x. gender: Male
x. birthdate: September Nineteenth
x. sexuality: Straight
x. race: English / American
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( AND THIS SMILE )
the appearance
the appearance
x. eye color: Milk chocolate brown.
x. height: Six feet and half inch.
x. weight: One hundred and twenty eight.
x. play by: Edward Westwick
x. overall:
Dark locks, chocolate eyes, who could want more? Nobody. Oliver fits the perfect description of someone irresistibly gorgeous. His eyes stare at you, piercing but soft at the same time. The dark hair gives him the finishing touch, his hair styles are not much different from each other, always flat, yet messy.
Oliver is quite tall, standing at six feet and a half inch. He doesn't tower over everyone, but some. Weighing himself isn't a regular routine for him, he only does this to make sure he is not overweight. Though, he doesn't really care much about his weight.
Although looks aren't everything, Oliver sure has his looks in for him. Girls fall in love with his looks a lot, only some for him. Still, even if you don't ever want to meet him, look around. He will be mentioned, everywhere.
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( THESE ARE MY DREAMS )
the personality
the personality
1; girls
2; flirting
3; sex
4; partying
5; alchohol
6; having fun
x. dislikes:
1; classes
2; boring people
3; sappy kids
4; people with no sense of humor what-so-ever
5; not hot girls
6; gay guys
x. strengths:
1; getting girls
2; flirting
3; cheating without getting caught
4; rich family
x. weaknesses:
1; really hot girls
2; thinking 'logically'
3; his little sister
x. habits/quirks:
1; dating at least 2 girls at once
2; being able to handle little kids easily
x. fears:
1; rejection
2; death
3; loss of good looks
x. goals:
1; having a good, steady relationship with someone
2; to have his little sister to grow up to not be someone like himself
x. personality:
Oliver may seem like a sweetheart the first time you talk to him, but when you agree to go out with him, he may be rescheduling dates and cheating on you with your best friend behind your back. So those already heart broken girls, try to stay away. If you can.
Although he may not be the nicest guy on Earth, Oliver has a soft spot for his little sister, Melanie. She is nine years old, and Oliver is very protective. He would always side with his sister and defend her, whenever she gets into mischief or fights with her friends. Oliver can also handle many little kids, very easily.
Ollie flirts with every girl he sees. Even in front of his dates, he just has to. It's like his daily routine. Those girls stare at him with hypnotised eyes, and are practically drooling. He seems to have that effect on all the girls.
Oliver's biggest mistake of his life, was being best friends with someone who was secretly gay. When Ollie found out, he was horrified. And even more so, when he found out that his best friend actually loved him, as in... sexually. After that, Ollie became the biggest flirt in history, only to girls though. Especially in front of guys he thought looked gay.
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( I MUST BE SLEEPING )
the history
the history
x. mother: Ashleen Twishan
x. siblings: Melanie Twishan
x. other family: None.
x. hometown: New York City.
x. history: Oliver's father originated from Britain, but moved to New York City with Ashleen Twishan, Oliver mother. A few years later, they had Ollie. He was very polite as a kid, nothing stupid ever crossed his mind.
Later on, Oliver's parents had another child. Melanie Twishan. Oliver had always loved his little darling sister, loved her like his own daughter. Never even had one single fight with Melanie, not even about who got what. Or who was first in line. Melanie was probably the only girl who Oliver had been polite to.
Oliver's parents and himself have had many, many fights. Like all parents and kids do. Some things are stupid, but some were quite big. Even when Murray decided to send Oliver off to boarding school, they had a big fight. Nothing ever seems to change though.
Moving to California was very hard for Ollie. He hadn't planned any of it. Not even a proper explanation was given to him. It had happened so quickly. He missed his sister, he missed his mother. oliver even missed his father. Most of all, he missed the City of New York.
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( SOMEBODY SHAKE ME )
the ability
the ability
x. roleplay sample:
Chad Stevenson stood gloating on the spacious assembly stage. He was a boy which no girl could ever resist. Not one girl, apart from Heather Dawn. She looked up towards Chad, rolling her eyes. Heather had always thought of Chad Stevenson as a wealthy, selfish pig. He always had a boasting smile on his face, which Heather thought was absolutely disgraceful. Heather glanced around, all her female peers seemed to just smile and stare at him, they all looked as though they were day-dreaming. Heather shook her head and pointed her head towards the gloating boy. ‘Who does he think he is?’ She thought silently to herself. Chad looked tall, he looked absolutely gorgeous. The visible parts of his body were golden tan, as for his features, they were brilliantly amazing. Blue eyes, blonde hair, he was the perfect boy. Except for one tiny reason, he was an obnoxious boasting brat. Many teachers thought he was an angel, he acted politely towards them, and always had his work handed in to the teacher on time, most importantly, the teachers couldn’t resist his looks either.
“Ah, Miss Dawn, could you tell us the answer?” A frustrated voice carried over the classroom, the History teacher looked tired. Heather’s face held a sign of ignorance and boredom, History had never really been her favourite subject. She had no idea what the question had been and sat silently, while shaking her head. The teacher, Mr. Horsham sat down on his chair at the front of the classroom and began to speak. “Since nobody knows the answer, all of you will have to find out. Unless someone happens to know it and tells me.” He growled. A long slender arm was raised from the back corner of the room. It was Chad Stevenson. Mr. Horsham raised his eyebrows and nodded towards Chad. “Anne Hathaway, sir. William Shakespeare married her in 1582, when he was just 18-years-old.” Chad smiled charmingly. “Thank you, Mr. Stevenson,” Mr. Horsham looked at Chad, he looked proud. As the minute-hand on the clock struck twelve, the school-bell rang, and the door flooded with rushing students.
Alyssa Harvey stood out the front of her best friend’s locker, carrying a few books and a pencil case. “Heather! Have you heard that Chad Stevenson likes you?!” She practically yelled for the whole corridor to hear. Heather stopped, and turned towards Alyssa. “W-what? I mean, what did you say?” Heather stammered, unable to speak. “He likes you, well, as I’ve heard, anyway.” Alyssa reported to her friend. “Chad Stevenson? The guy every girl finds irresistible?” Heather asked, unsure. “That’s him. Look! He’s just over there,” Alyssa pointed towards a familiar figure strutting and greeting everyone. He stopped as he spotted Heather and grinned sheepishly.
“Ah, Miss Dawn, could you tell us the answer?” A frustrated voice carried over the classroom, the History teacher looked tired. Heather’s face held a sign of ignorance and boredom, History had never really been her favourite subject. She had no idea what the question had been and sat silently, while shaking her head. The teacher, Mr. Horsham sat down on his chair at the front of the classroom and began to speak. “Since nobody knows the answer, all of you will have to find out. Unless someone happens to know it and tells me.” He growled. A long slender arm was raised from the back corner of the room. It was Chad Stevenson. Mr. Horsham raised his eyebrows and nodded towards Chad. “Anne Hathaway, sir. William Shakespeare married her in 1582, when he was just 18-years-old.” Chad smiled charmingly. “Thank you, Mr. Stevenson,” Mr. Horsham looked at Chad, he looked proud. As the minute-hand on the clock struck twelve, the school-bell rang, and the door flooded with rushing students.
Alyssa Harvey stood out the front of her best friend’s locker, carrying a few books and a pencil case. “Heather! Have you heard that Chad Stevenson likes you?!” She practically yelled for the whole corridor to hear. Heather stopped, and turned towards Alyssa. “W-what? I mean, what did you say?” Heather stammered, unable to speak. “He likes you, well, as I’ve heard, anyway.” Alyssa reported to her friend. “Chad Stevenson? The guy every girl finds irresistible?” Heather asked, unsure. “That’s him. Look! He’s just over there,” Alyssa pointed towards a familiar figure strutting and greeting everyone. He stopped as he spotted Heather and grinned sheepishly.
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( FEELINGS IVE SHARED )
[/color][/font]the credits[/font]
alrighty, it breaks down like this. I, aka the amazing squirrel tamer, made this application and it took FOREVER to do. I actually lost track of how much time I put into this. steal and i will find you and come for you in the middle of the night with the leader scrat and a platoon of squirrels to chew off those thieving fingers by telling them you stole their acorns, they won't be happy and neither will i. credit for the lyrics go to the band staind from their song 'so far away'. and okay, I know people don't like crediting other people but even if it might mar the application, you had better keep my name and credit on here cause if you don't the aforementioned squirrels will come for you.[/center]
