Post by Indiana August Rush on Jan 3, 2010 16:11:25 GMT -5
INDIANA AUGUST RUSH
with a wink and a smile and the world is ours-omg do you have cupcakes?.
And I'm thinking of the worst things that I could say to you
Name|| Indiana August Rush
Nick Name|| Indie, Rush, Auggie, Jones, Jonesie.
Gender|| Male
Birthday|| October 15th
Sexual Orientation|| Pansexual
Ethnicity || German
Face Claim || Izzy Hilton
and this never will be right with me
Hair|| Blond, long. Sometimes he wears it in curls, other times straight.
Eyes|| Green eyes, often with fake lashes and/or eyeliner.
Height|| 5'4"
Weight|| 114lbs
Body Type|| Very skinny.
Skin Type|| Fair
Distinguishing Features|| Has a strawberry shaped birthmark on his hip, often hid by his clothing.
Tattoos|| four tattoos. Mickey mouse on his ankle, two wise teeth on his left hand, cupcake on his finger on his right hand.
Piercings|| Got three piercings. Both sides of his nose are pierced and so is his septum.
Style|| Indie wears anything and everything really. It typically depends on his mood. He'd wear everything from tees matched with tights to dresses with heels. He's typically not typical. He loves vintage clothing and tights are his obsession, anything that's cute. He loves short shorts and jumpsuits and would die for the right color tanks.
I'm tongue tied and terrified of what I'll say.
Likes||cupcakes, sharpies, leather jackets, photography, cute boys, cute girls, pokemon, fashion, hair and make-up, denim vests, studs, eyes, nail polish, vintage, art, tattoos, piercings, modeling, and chocolate.
Dislikes|| Snobby people, the color purple (unless it looks fab), flaky nail polish, unclean people, the rain, fat chicks in tight clothing, sitting in the backseat, being ignored, the sound of plastic bags, cheese whip.
Secrets|| ---Saw his mother get killed at the age of 14.
--Loves drugs and alcohol.
-Is a romantic and softie but doesn't want anyone to know.
Fears|| -----Everyone finding out that he's not as tough as he seems.
----The dark, he always wears something glow in the dark to bed and his ceiling is covered in glow in the dark stars.
---Being alone for the rest of his life.
--Losing people close to him.
-Eating a bad cupcake.
Strengths|| -----Honest. He'll tell you what he really thinks even if he's being brutal doing it. He wont lie unless it will harm the person physically.
----Tough Cookie. He really is, he's put up with a lot from his abusive, drunk father but he wont give up. Despite how much this cupcake hurts he'll hold his head high and be true to himself.
---Charming. This tot knows just how to butter himself up to be entirely edible. He's sweet, kind, playful with a bit of impish thrown in.
--Pretty. Being a wannabe model this is a strength in his opinion. He's always been pretty and he tried to keep it that way.
-Reliable. You can trust and rely on Indiana, he'll stand by your side through thick and thin.
Weaknesses|| -----Candy! Cupcakes! Junkfood.
----Sad movies. He cries very easily at movies about death.
---Bad boys with hearts of gold. Who doesn't love the sweet bad boys?
--Stubborn. This tyke is as stubborn as they come.
-Angry. Even though he is a sweetheart he can get rather angry at times.
Dreams|| --Wants to be a model.
-To be loved.
Over All Personality|| He tries his hardest to act tough, seemingly uncaring and even startlingly rude. He's gruff, tough and has a awesome attitude to match. That's only on the outside though. Indie is a bit of a hard nut to crack but when you get past the boisterous, energetic outside you'll find quite the sweetheart.
Once you get to know him he's protective, friendly and a blast to be around but if he doesn't know you then he's most probably going to brush you off. Unless of course he sees something interesting in you. But don't let that fool you, all you need is a bit of patience with this one, and maybe a good joke or two. Because he LOVES to laugh and he loves to be crude. Any excuse to get into trouble and/or have fun the boy is in.
then we both go down together
Father|| Collin Rush, 42, Lawyer
Mother|| Dead.
Siblings| None
Pets|| Pet snake named Alfie.
Other Important Family Members|| None.
History|| Germany, 1992. October15th to be exact was when and where this tot came into life. Born to Isabella and Collin Rush in a small town hospital. Indiana was loud and demanding from the very start letting anyone and everyone know exactly what he wanted.
He stayed the same as he grew up, unafraid to be blunt or honest, the tyke was a joy to behold, big green eyes and a muss of white-blond hair. He was active, playful and full of smiles. He made friends easily and made enemies just as quickly. He didn't care who thought what of him only of what he thought of himself.
At the age of 12 Indiana decided to come out to his parents, telling them that he liked boys as well as girls (mostly boys). He started playing around with make up and more feminine clothing, styling himself to what he found was the perfect him/her.
Then one day disaster struck and the door was opened to revel two downcast policemen to inform them that Isabella had been in a hit and run on her way to the store to get milk, Indie had been there to see it all. Both men in the family were devastated and Indie cowered away in his room while his father started to drink his way out of misery.
Then when he was 15 his father met a woman from New England and within months of dating her they moved to her country, his father needing to get away from the memories. Only thing was it didn't turn out as good as they had all hoped, the woman left his father and Collin once again fell into a slump, leaving Indiana to his own devices.
and you could see the melody
Your Name|| Bonnie
Your Age|| Old enough
Experience|| Four, nearly five years.
Role Play Sample||
Taylor was surprised that Isaac hadn't left yet, was he CRAZY, he'd just kidnapped him, held him at knife point, pretended he was going to shoot him, cuffed him, threw him down in the basement and he was STILL here? Taylor would of run for it.
Isaac wasn't Taylor though, Isaac was a lot older in mind than him, he guessed living out here his whole life had made him more vulnerable than he realized. Slowly standing he stared right into Isaac's eyes and shook his head. "Not down here..' he sighed and slowly stuffed his hands in his pockets as he started up the stairs. "Coming?" he asked softly and walked up into the house, walking down the hall to the kitchen, after all this he needed a cup of tea.
He waited until he heard Isaac enter the kitchen and licked his lips, "I don't even know where to start now.. normally i would tell you my name and hold my hand out... but... hell what more can they do to me, you know where I live... My name is Taylor.... and yeah I wanted to talk... I was a huge fan of your music... I guess I still am.." He said distractedly and he turned almost walking right into him and blushing, his cheeks pinkening.
Cleo entered the kitchen and he threw her a dog biscuit from the basket by the door; watching as she took it outside. He looked out the kitchen window at the view and watched Isaac from the corner of his eye. God so damned perfect. He didn't even realize that he'd turned his head to watch him, his lips parted in wonder.
"You must think I'm crazy huh? Well I'm not.. I don't think.. stupid maybe, but not crazy... we all make mistakes right?" he shrugged and pushed his fingers through his hair, before finally untangling the red scarf from his slender throat and placing it on the bench, undoing his jacket and sliding it from his shoulders, leaving him in Jeans, belt and a baby blue button up shirt, rolled up his arms to his elbows.
"W-would you like anything to drink? Eat?" He asked softly turning his eyes to him, trying to mask the desire that was set deep into them.
i'm losing hope and fading dreams
This Code was made by JOEY! You steal it, you will be hunted down and eaten with a spork! They lyrics are by Mayday Parade, ''I'd had to be you'
Name|| Indiana August Rush
Nick Name|| Indie, Rush, Auggie, Jones, Jonesie.
Gender|| Male
Birthday|| October 15th
Sexual Orientation|| Pansexual
Ethnicity || German
Face Claim || Izzy Hilton
and this never will be right with me
Hair|| Blond, long. Sometimes he wears it in curls, other times straight.
Eyes|| Green eyes, often with fake lashes and/or eyeliner.
Height|| 5'4"
Weight|| 114lbs
Body Type|| Very skinny.
Skin Type|| Fair
Distinguishing Features|| Has a strawberry shaped birthmark on his hip, often hid by his clothing.
Tattoos|| four tattoos. Mickey mouse on his ankle, two wise teeth on his left hand, cupcake on his finger on his right hand.
Piercings|| Got three piercings. Both sides of his nose are pierced and so is his septum.
Style|| Indie wears anything and everything really. It typically depends on his mood. He'd wear everything from tees matched with tights to dresses with heels. He's typically not typical. He loves vintage clothing and tights are his obsession, anything that's cute. He loves short shorts and jumpsuits and would die for the right color tanks.
I'm tongue tied and terrified of what I'll say.
Likes||cupcakes, sharpies, leather jackets, photography, cute boys, cute girls, pokemon, fashion, hair and make-up, denim vests, studs, eyes, nail polish, vintage, art, tattoos, piercings, modeling, and chocolate.
Dislikes|| Snobby people, the color purple (unless it looks fab), flaky nail polish, unclean people, the rain, fat chicks in tight clothing, sitting in the backseat, being ignored, the sound of plastic bags, cheese whip.
Secrets|| ---Saw his mother get killed at the age of 14.
--Loves drugs and alcohol.
-Is a romantic and softie but doesn't want anyone to know.
Fears|| -----Everyone finding out that he's not as tough as he seems.
----The dark, he always wears something glow in the dark to bed and his ceiling is covered in glow in the dark stars.
---Being alone for the rest of his life.
--Losing people close to him.
-Eating a bad cupcake.
Strengths|| -----Honest. He'll tell you what he really thinks even if he's being brutal doing it. He wont lie unless it will harm the person physically.
----Tough Cookie. He really is, he's put up with a lot from his abusive, drunk father but he wont give up. Despite how much this cupcake hurts he'll hold his head high and be true to himself.
---Charming. This tot knows just how to butter himself up to be entirely edible. He's sweet, kind, playful with a bit of impish thrown in.
--Pretty. Being a wannabe model this is a strength in his opinion. He's always been pretty and he tried to keep it that way.
-Reliable. You can trust and rely on Indiana, he'll stand by your side through thick and thin.
Weaknesses|| -----Candy! Cupcakes! Junkfood.
----Sad movies. He cries very easily at movies about death.
---Bad boys with hearts of gold. Who doesn't love the sweet bad boys?
--Stubborn. This tyke is as stubborn as they come.
-Angry. Even though he is a sweetheart he can get rather angry at times.
Dreams|| --Wants to be a model.
-To be loved.
Over All Personality|| He tries his hardest to act tough, seemingly uncaring and even startlingly rude. He's gruff, tough and has a awesome attitude to match. That's only on the outside though. Indie is a bit of a hard nut to crack but when you get past the boisterous, energetic outside you'll find quite the sweetheart.
Once you get to know him he's protective, friendly and a blast to be around but if he doesn't know you then he's most probably going to brush you off. Unless of course he sees something interesting in you. But don't let that fool you, all you need is a bit of patience with this one, and maybe a good joke or two. Because he LOVES to laugh and he loves to be crude. Any excuse to get into trouble and/or have fun the boy is in.
then we both go down together
Father|| Collin Rush, 42, Lawyer
Mother|| Dead.
Siblings| None
Pets|| Pet snake named Alfie.
Other Important Family Members|| None.
History|| Germany, 1992. October15th to be exact was when and where this tot came into life. Born to Isabella and Collin Rush in a small town hospital. Indiana was loud and demanding from the very start letting anyone and everyone know exactly what he wanted.
He stayed the same as he grew up, unafraid to be blunt or honest, the tyke was a joy to behold, big green eyes and a muss of white-blond hair. He was active, playful and full of smiles. He made friends easily and made enemies just as quickly. He didn't care who thought what of him only of what he thought of himself.
At the age of 12 Indiana decided to come out to his parents, telling them that he liked boys as well as girls (mostly boys). He started playing around with make up and more feminine clothing, styling himself to what he found was the perfect him/her.
Then one day disaster struck and the door was opened to revel two downcast policemen to inform them that Isabella had been in a hit and run on her way to the store to get milk, Indie had been there to see it all. Both men in the family were devastated and Indie cowered away in his room while his father started to drink his way out of misery.
Then when he was 15 his father met a woman from New England and within months of dating her they moved to her country, his father needing to get away from the memories. Only thing was it didn't turn out as good as they had all hoped, the woman left his father and Collin once again fell into a slump, leaving Indiana to his own devices.
and you could see the melody
Your Name|| Bonnie
Your Age|| Old enough
Experience|| Four, nearly five years.
Role Play Sample||
Taylor was surprised that Isaac hadn't left yet, was he CRAZY, he'd just kidnapped him, held him at knife point, pretended he was going to shoot him, cuffed him, threw him down in the basement and he was STILL here? Taylor would of run for it.
Isaac wasn't Taylor though, Isaac was a lot older in mind than him, he guessed living out here his whole life had made him more vulnerable than he realized. Slowly standing he stared right into Isaac's eyes and shook his head. "Not down here..' he sighed and slowly stuffed his hands in his pockets as he started up the stairs. "Coming?" he asked softly and walked up into the house, walking down the hall to the kitchen, after all this he needed a cup of tea.
He waited until he heard Isaac enter the kitchen and licked his lips, "I don't even know where to start now.. normally i would tell you my name and hold my hand out... but... hell what more can they do to me, you know where I live... My name is Taylor.... and yeah I wanted to talk... I was a huge fan of your music... I guess I still am.." He said distractedly and he turned almost walking right into him and blushing, his cheeks pinkening.
Cleo entered the kitchen and he threw her a dog biscuit from the basket by the door; watching as she took it outside. He looked out the kitchen window at the view and watched Isaac from the corner of his eye. God so damned perfect. He didn't even realize that he'd turned his head to watch him, his lips parted in wonder.
"You must think I'm crazy huh? Well I'm not.. I don't think.. stupid maybe, but not crazy... we all make mistakes right?" he shrugged and pushed his fingers through his hair, before finally untangling the red scarf from his slender throat and placing it on the bench, undoing his jacket and sliding it from his shoulders, leaving him in Jeans, belt and a baby blue button up shirt, rolled up his arms to his elbows.
"W-would you like anything to drink? Eat?" He asked softly turning his eyes to him, trying to mask the desire that was set deep into them.
i'm losing hope and fading dreams
This Code was made by JOEY! You steal it, you will be hunted down and eaten with a spork! They lyrics are by Mayday Parade, ''I'd had to be you'
