Post by VALENCIA ELISABETH MASSEY on Jan 21, 2010 2:31:28 GMT
without you there's no reason for my story.
VALENCIA ELISABETH MASSEY
( N A M E )valencia elisabeth massey
( N I C K N A M E )val. valley.
( G E N D E R )female.
( A G E )nineteen.
( B I R T H D A Y )november 1, 1990.l
( E T H N I C I T Y )swedish.
( R E L I G I O N )agnostic.
( S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N )straight.l
( S T A T U S )single.
( O C C U P A T I O N / G R A D E )band manager.
( C L I Q U E )citizen.
( H A I R )
val is always experimenting with new hair colors - so it's never the same. however, she is a natural blonde who likes to keep her hair long and has perfected the entire 'scene' look.
( E Y E S )large and almond shaped. hazel/green.
( H E I G H T )5'5".
( W E I G H T )112lbs.
( S T Y L E )valencia loves fashion and she can switch it up. usually straight leg jeans, a tanktop of some sort and a jacket. but it's always different. she likes a lot of bright colors, showing a lot of skin, anything fashion forward.
( D I S T I N G U I S H E D F E A T U R E S )large rose-bush recreation tattoo on her collarbone up to her neck.
( P L A Y B Y )victoria murder.
( L I K E S )music. boys. sex. kids. alcohol. concerts. tattoos. piercings. rain. photography. modeling. parties. fashion. writing. reading. horror movies. polar bears. drawing. nature. playgrounds. being in charge. winning. picnics.
( D I S L I K E S )most girls. losing. blizzards. coconuts. liars. drama queens. being wrong. forgetting. arriving late. cigarettes. romance movies. reality shows. not getting what she wants.
( S T R E N G T H S )getting what she wants. detaching her emotions. making decisions. writing. managing bands. following her dreams.
( W E A K N E S S E S )men. sex. alcohol.
( D E S I R E S )fall in love. have a kid. meet her father.
( F E A R S )lose her mother. not be successful. die young.
( S E C R E T S )never been in love. wants to get pregnant.
( H O B B I E S )playing guitar. going to concerts. designing tattoos/drawing.
( H A B I T S )biting her bottom lip when aroused. squinting when angry. laughing in awkward situations.
( P E R S O N A L I T Y )BOISTEROUS; valencia is very loud and you'll when she's in a room. she doesn't like to stay hidden and wants everybody to know when she arrives. 'quiet' is not something to describe her and most people are quick to realize this. of course, it's usually in good fun but she can get rowdy as well.
PROMISCUOUS; she's the girl who has been there and done that. she has a lot of physical urges and tends to act on them without thinking much. she's very comfortable with herself sexually and isn't afraid to share that with other people. so it sort of gives her a reputation.
DETERMINED; valencia knows what she wants when she sees it. 'no' is never an option and persistence is her middle name. nothing can deter her from what she's after and she always gets what she wants.
OPEN MINDED; her mind is open to new thoughts and values and she takes everybody's point of view into consideration. she loves learning new things, especially if it changes her views on life.
INDEPENDENT; valencia doesn't take orders from anybody and she gets everything for herself. she doesn't like to rely on anybody for anything. she marches to the beat of her own drum and does things her way.
( F A T H E R )derek joseph hardy, 42, mechanic.
( M O T H E R )emalie desiree massey, 39, teacher.
( S I B I L I N G S )dylan ryan hardy, brother, 15, student.
( O T H E R )r/a.
( P E T S ) allmira, siamese cat.
( H O M E T O W N )trenton, new jersey.
( H I S T O R Y )Valencia’s existence was something that wasn’t planned or even wanted by a few parties involved in the creation. At twenty years old, Emalie was far from ready to have a child but she decided to make the best of it. The pregnancy occurred during a one night stand at some college party about nineteen years ago. Valencia’s mother was on the dean’s list and making every step she needed in order to become an elementary school teacher. Her father, Derek, was an engineering student who dropped out not too long after he began. He had no ambitions except to get a girl into bed - he won the jackpot when he swooned Emalie into his room for the night. After a good dose of lies the two hooked up and then went their separate ways by morning, never to speak again. Nine weeks after that - Emalie discovered she was pregnant and she knew exactly by who. However, she had no way of getting in touch with him and decided she didn’t even want Derek in their child’s life - she was perfectly capable of raising the child on her own. She continued through school during her pregnancy. On November 1st, Emalie went into labor and gave birth to a beautiful baby girl eight hours later. From the moment Emalie laid eyes on her daughter, they had an inseparable bond.
Despite having a single parent household, Valencia has a normal childhood. She was the apple of her mother’s eye and could’ve gotten away with murder if she tried. The little blonde was outgoing, talkative, and full of life. She had an affinity with makeup, clothes, and anything girly from the time she was three, but it became clear that music was one of her loves. She played piano and even dabbled with the guitar for a bit before quitting and simply becoming a fan. Valencia was always a bit different from the other girls throughout her school years - always more flirtatious with the boys and not afraid to follows her urges. She went through boyfriends like she went through clothes; she was never satisfied. Perhaps it came from years of watching her mother go from one boyfriend to the next. Needless to say - the girl had a reputation but she didn’t care. She graduated high school early and moved away from her home town of Trenton, New Jersey.
She received a job offer at a record label in Los Angeles, California - so it was a no brainer. She moved down almost a year ago - setting herself up in an apartment and earning her own money. She hit the music scene with force and has made plenty of connections. At first she was hesitant in gaining a promiscuous reputation in CA, but liquor soon brought it back. Why should she try to hide who she really is? She’s hooked up with big names and nobodies because attraction doesn’t discriminate based on status. So basically she’s living life for herself and not letting anybody tie her down.
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( A L I A S )brooke.
( G E N D E R )girrrrrl.
( A G E )nineteen.l
( L O C A T I O N )east coast, usa.
( T I M E Z O N E )EST.
( O T H E R C H A R A C T E R S )none yet.
( H O W D I D Y O U F I N D U S ? )LAURA! because paula didn't invite me.
( Y E A R S R O L E P L A Y I N G )too long.
( P A S S W O R D )-ADMIN EDIT-
( R O L E P L A Y S A M P L E )
When it came to making decisions, it would be safe to say that Raleigh always followed her heart. Certainly there were times when she followed her instincts and even did some deductive reason. For instance, Apollo was known to get into some trouble and so whenever he found himself doing “illegal activities”, Raleigh was sure to be there to keep him quiet. Don’t get it wrong because Apollo was always there for Raleigh when she needed him. Like the time she got entirely too drunk to even remember her name and she ended up passing out in the middle of the club. That’s right, he scooped her up from the floor before she could be trampled and carried her all the way home, because he himself was too drunk to think of calling a cab. So he drunkenly stumbled all the way to second floor apartment without even letting her feet touch the ground. That night had been the single time they had slept in the same bed. He had laid next to her all night ensuring she kept breathing and they even woke up in each others arms. Granted, they never spoke about that particular embrace. It had never left an awkward feeling for Raleigh, but she was unsure of how it made Apollo feel. They also had affectionate run-ins aside from that, the occasional cuddling and they had nearly kissed before. But that was again not done in a sober state. Plus it had been at New Year’s Eve party almost a year ago. Since then they hadn’t come that close to kissing again. That’s just how things were though; they were best friends, not lovers.
The sting of the alcohol down her throat caused her face to wrinkle, but she loved it. It was darker in her kitchen and she greatly appreciated that. She opened her mocha eyes and allowed them to float to Apollo. A mischievous smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as her mind ran over a few thoughts. The first of which was how easy it would be get Apollo out the clothes. The second being what exactly she’d do with him after she had taken those clothes off. So she probably shouldn’t be plotting her actions of stripping down Apollo, but oh she was. It wasn’t until the vodka bottle moved that she snapped back to reality. Apollo’s brilliant pair of sapphire eyes held a spark that she had never seen before. A smile crossed her face as she saw the mouth of the bottle go to his lips. She raised an eyebrow and leaned against the counter. Yeah, she’d like to put something else against his lips, like maybe her own. It was amazing that Raleigh wasn’t scolding herself for having these thoughts like she usually did. Except, her thoughts weren’t usually this perverse. She folded her arms, cradling her ribcage, as she looked on in complete captivation. His lips were the only thing she could look at; so full, soft, and completely juicy. She had to fight the urge to jump out and just grab his face and so far she was doing a great job. Apollo would have to be blind to not notice her looks, stares, and quick glances tonight. She was too intoxicated to even care about keeping them discreet. So she bluntly ran her eyes down his figure, absorbing every little detail that was to be offered. Those clothes, damn those clothes! They were taking away from the good stuff, the ridges of his muscles, the flexion, the skin.
Raleigh chewed on her bottom lips as she continued to paint a picture in her mind. It was all becoming too much for her to handle, the urges were getting too hard to resist. For the sake of their friendship she caged those feelings and suppressed them the best she could. Apollo was quiet, he wasn’t saying much. He must be thinking about something because usually he would be rambling about something. He had given her a look a few minutes prior that caught her attention. She wasn’t quite sure of it’s significance, but whatever it was had been flattering and even intriguing. She smiled once more as she observed the liquor pass over his lips. Apollo would always keep pace with her every move and the two of them could drink more people under the table than you’d imagine. That’s what made them such a fierce partying duo. Though as Apollo replaced the bottle back the counter Raleigh took it upon herself to pick it back up. Just one more wouldn’t hurt right? Bringing it to her lips she tipped the glass and let the liquid rush down her throat. The burn wasn’t as intense and shortly after she returned the bottle back to the counter. Shaking her head slightly to rid herself of those typical side effects of taking a shot, she unfolded her arms. ”Hah, what would I do without you?”, she laughed as she leaned slightly toward Apollo. She wasn’t quite sure why she said that, but she truly didn’t know what she’d do without Apollo. He had revived her from a serious depression without even knowing it. She would always be in debt to him for that.
Silence cloaked the room for a few interminable moments and the mood of the setting shifted. Apollo eyes had locked onto her and even in her inebriated state she felt butterflies. Raleigh couldn’t quite tell if it was her imagination or if Apollo had really moved closer to her. He stood before her and she felt so small compared to him; in every way. She could feel his gaze and innocently she looked back. ”I want to try something. Hold still,” His eyes never even flicked away and neither did hers. There was a small motion that brought his face closer to hers, but then it stopped. In that hesitation Raleigh felt her breathing deepen and grown heavy. Her heart nearly sputtered to a stop and her whole body felt weak. What was he doing? Before she even had time to think her eyes had closed and she felt the touch of his lips against her very own. Her heart kick started and began racing, her veins boiling over with desire. Involuntarily her hands slid up his chest and around his neck. A spark ignited in her soul that left her only wanting more. She pressed slightly into the kiss, pushing her body against his as she rose to be on her tippy-toes. Breaking the kiss she took a glance up at him, ”There’s something I want to try too.” she whispered almost breathlessly. Rejoining her lips to his she ran her tongue across his bottom lip, his taste already proving to be addicting. She forced him back a step or two as her hands slid back down his chest and played at the hem of his shirt. As hesitant as she was about the next move, the liquid courage running through her system took over. Her fingers slid under the material and expanded out feeling the definition of his muscles, every crevice simply just adding to her want, her need for him. Despite all inhibitions and reasons against this, it felt right. And even though she heavily intoxicated, she knew she wouldn’t be able to shake this feeling..
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