Post by kirk devin davies on Dec 17, 2010 8:29:11 GMT -5
Kirk Devin Davies!?
The names Dev. I’ve been a convict for twenty one years, since the day of February 8. Let me warn you, I’m pretty bad ass, being a local and all. So remember to watch out for me, though it may be no secret that I fall on the side of straight.
Life is nothing but a huge game. So why not have fun with it?
This is Dev’s firmest belief. The idea that life should be enjoyable has always resonated within him. Because of this belief, he’s very outgoing, confident, and enthusiastic. He’s always looking for excitement, and he really will try everything, and everyone, at least once. And he’ll keep coming back if he figures that he enjoyed the experience. He constantly searches for amusement, be it by fucking around with girls, eating at that newly opened restaurant at the mall, or by talking a swim down the beach. Still, he gets bored with everything rather quickly, and not a lot of things can hold his interest. For example, if he ever got bored with his current job as a barista, then he’d quit at the drop of a hat. This is the same for people as well. He can always find new friends and flames, though if possible, he prefers to keep them around, as they might offer some new rush in the future.
Dev is pretty charming too, and he knows how to get his way. Smiling, eye contact, voice tone, he knows it all. Or at least, he believes he does, which really plays a huge role in it. He’s also not afraid to flaunt anything, be it his relative wealth (he really doesn’t even need his part time job to support himself) or his rather attractive looks. There’s also a touch of vanity about him, as he’s very careful about how he looks, and he takes pride in his features. Everything’s easier if you’re good looking after all.
As for his history, well, he’s lived in Key West in his entire life. His parents, Alice and Mark, died three years ago, just after he graduated high school, because of a plane crash, and between the life insurance and the sizable inheritance that they planned for him to have, Dev now has a nice home in South Key West, and a lot of cash. He’s very grateful for them, of course, and not just for all the luxuries they gave him, no. They were one happy family, and Dev loved them so. Still, after a brief bout of serious sadness, which on hindsight was a new experience itself, Dev returned to his fun – loving and rather playboyish ways. He hasn’t changed since then really…
The names Dev. I’ve been a convict for twenty one years, since the day of February 8. Let me warn you, I’m pretty bad ass, being a local and all. So remember to watch out for me, though it may be no secret that I fall on the side of straight.
Life is nothing but a huge game. So why not have fun with it?
This is Dev’s firmest belief. The idea that life should be enjoyable has always resonated within him. Because of this belief, he’s very outgoing, confident, and enthusiastic. He’s always looking for excitement, and he really will try everything, and everyone, at least once. And he’ll keep coming back if he figures that he enjoyed the experience. He constantly searches for amusement, be it by fucking around with girls, eating at that newly opened restaurant at the mall, or by talking a swim down the beach. Still, he gets bored with everything rather quickly, and not a lot of things can hold his interest. For example, if he ever got bored with his current job as a barista, then he’d quit at the drop of a hat. This is the same for people as well. He can always find new friends and flames, though if possible, he prefers to keep them around, as they might offer some new rush in the future.
Dev is pretty charming too, and he knows how to get his way. Smiling, eye contact, voice tone, he knows it all. Or at least, he believes he does, which really plays a huge role in it. He’s also not afraid to flaunt anything, be it his relative wealth (he really doesn’t even need his part time job to support himself) or his rather attractive looks. There’s also a touch of vanity about him, as he’s very careful about how he looks, and he takes pride in his features. Everything’s easier if you’re good looking after all.
As for his history, well, he’s lived in Key West in his entire life. His parents, Alice and Mark, died three years ago, just after he graduated high school, because of a plane crash, and between the life insurance and the sizable inheritance that they planned for him to have, Dev now has a nice home in South Key West, and a lot of cash. He’s very grateful for them, of course, and not just for all the luxuries they gave him, no. They were one happy family, and Dev loved them so. Still, after a brief bout of serious sadness, which on hindsight was a new experience itself, Dev returned to his fun – loving and rather playboyish ways. He hasn’t changed since then really…
name; alex
age; seventeen
rp experience; five years
where you found us;wandering around sites aimlessly
pb; chace crawford
sample rp;
Paolo inhaled, taking in her scent for one final time as Kore tucked her hair behind her ear. His face rised with her hair, as if there was an unbreakable string which tied his nose to her hair. He recovered, however, when he heard her voice describing her hair smelling like Spring. He smiled, thinking that her description was spot on. She gazed into his eyes, as if she was examining him and Paolo returned her gaze, matching her intense stare.
Kore then said that Persephone was only able to visit her family during spring and summer, and during the fall, her striken mother neglected the earth, refusing to let crops grow, leading to winter. She then remembered that she was Persephone, and Paolo wondered if she was scared whether she would share a similar fate with the previous goddess of spring; unable to do what she truly wished. As she cutely licked her lip nervously, he tried to reassure her. "It doesn't have to be that way, you know. We're different from..."
Again, he was cut off by an unexpected gesture. Paolo blinked as her soft lips, wet with sea water, gently, yet quickly touched his own. The kiss was hesitant, nervous and it only lasted for a moment, however, and her light lips had left just as quickly as it had come, and Paolo wished that it could've lasted for a quite a while longer.
Kore seemed to be embarrased as she apologized for her actions. She seemed to be unable to meet Paolo's stare. Smiling softly, he touched her face gently, trying to get her to face him. He then leaned forward until his face was barely a centimeter from hers. "What are you apologizing for?" He asked in a voice that was barely aubile. He gave her little time to reply, however, as he closed the distance between them, planting his lips on her own. He did this softly, just like she did earlier, although Paolo didn't dare part his lips from hers...
Kore then said that Persephone was only able to visit her family during spring and summer, and during the fall, her striken mother neglected the earth, refusing to let crops grow, leading to winter. She then remembered that she was Persephone, and Paolo wondered if she was scared whether she would share a similar fate with the previous goddess of spring; unable to do what she truly wished. As she cutely licked her lip nervously, he tried to reassure her. "It doesn't have to be that way, you know. We're different from..."
Again, he was cut off by an unexpected gesture. Paolo blinked as her soft lips, wet with sea water, gently, yet quickly touched his own. The kiss was hesitant, nervous and it only lasted for a moment, however, and her light lips had left just as quickly as it had come, and Paolo wished that it could've lasted for a quite a while longer.
Kore seemed to be embarrased as she apologized for her actions. She seemed to be unable to meet Paolo's stare. Smiling softly, he touched her face gently, trying to get her to face him. He then leaned forward until his face was barely a centimeter from hers. "What are you apologizing for?" He asked in a voice that was barely aubile. He gave her little time to reply, however, as he closed the distance between them, planting his lips on her own. He did this softly, just like she did earlier, although Paolo didn't dare part his lips from hers...
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Credits for this app template belong to the loverly sPORTZBABE225 of Caution 2.0. Don't even think about stealies because if you do, she will not only eat your cookies, she will eat your face. And let me tell you, it would suck to walk around with no face. Trust me.
Credits for this app template belong to the loverly sPORTZBABE225 of Caution 2.0. Don't even think about stealies because if you do, she will not only eat your cookies, she will eat your face. And let me tell you, it would suck to walk around with no face. Trust me.
