Post by Aphrodite LaFonte on May 15, 2009 20:33:40 GMT -5
*AphroditeLaFonte!
}"Beautiful and dirty rich
We got a redlight
Pornographic dance fight
Systematic, honey
We live a cute life
Soundfematic, pants tigh-ter than plastic, honey
"~
}"Beautiful and dirty rich
We got a redlight
Pornographic dance fight
Systematic, honey
We live a cute life
Soundfematic, pants tigh-ter than plastic, honey
"~
*whoyoucontrol!
full name: Aphrodite LaFonte[/size][/blockquote]
nicknames: Aphrodite, "hag from Hell", miss. LaFonte
age: Eighteen
birthdate: July, 14
sign: Cancer
grade: Sixth former
sexual orientation: Hetero
clique: Dark Daughters and Sons
canon or original:Canon
*lookscankill!
hair: Blond and wavey. It's hardly ever up
eyes: Crystal clear blue.
nose:Cute
lips: Full, sexy and always glossed, babes
complexion: Sometimes tan but mostly a healthy white colour
body: I have Yoga-Abs baby.
distinguishing features: Richly dressed and very white, staight teeth
style: Rich, exspensive, colorful, tight shirts, pants, skirts, dresses and shoes
general:
I am a well dress, finely shaped female. My eyes are, in my opinion, my best feature next to my lips, legs and abs. I love my hair and would never cut. My lips are plump and sexy. They normally taste of strawberrie, kiwi or apple. I always where fine fragrences. My purfumes sometimes cost more then $100. I'm addicted to buying shoes and all cloths. I look best in the colours pink, white, black and blue.
play by: Sophie Monk
*removethatmask!
likes:
Chocolate, cloths, shopping, boys, cars, swimming, annoying the idiots who almost always to amaze me, Coffee, count Chocula
dislikes:
Grapes, diet food, cheap cloths, picky people, the colour red, food shopping, school, anything math, a mess
strengths:
Shopping, flirting, standing up for what I belive is right, Helping(once in a while)
weaknesses:
School, fighting(I'll break a nail), losing, baby sitting, saying no to some people, boys
fears:
To be alone, lose everything I love, darkness forever, Nefert to do what she did again
goals:
To get along with people, be a fashion disigner, fall for the right man
quirks:
Twirling my hair, looking at myself when ever theres a mirror around, dancing randomly
secrets:
Hating myself, Only a bitch for the fun of it, I really do enjoy being with the 'nerd herd' but I'm not letting anyone know that
general personality
:
I am a bitch. A complete and total bitch. I don't go a day with out fighting with someone and its only because thats what they exspect from me. I would make them my friends but that would just be weird. I like being a bitch because its fun and I'm rich. I know thats a weak thing to say but, what would you be if you where me?
Ask me to pretend, and I can promise you I already am. Reality is boring to me so, in my mind, I change it compleatly. I want to fulfill my parents wishes and be what they want but I fear I'm far form that. I'm normally very sarcastic, snobby, slutty, and nasty if you wanna put it that way.
I'll never change so you'll just have to forget it. I am the girl who is in the front of the crowd holding people of leshes. If you don't like it, ohh well. No one asked your opinion. If you have a rude comment to make to me, hold you tougn. I get bored with most peoples convos. easily so I'll most definitly block you out.
*homesweethome!
mother: Lerain LaFonte•42•Unknown
father: Samual LaFonte•46•Mayor of Tulsa
siblings: None
pets:Malificent •Ummm•Kitty
hometown:This sad place
*waybackwhen!
history:
I grew up as a wealthy and pretty girl. People hated me and I've never cared. I had friends but they only where friends with me to become popular. I've never, in the past, done domething I regret. My parents are freaks who have a coniption everytime I do something wrong. So, I try to be perfect so I don't get slapped by my mother.
From all the years I've lived, I can't remember ever getting showed any affection from mother or father. My teachers praised me hoping to get in good with a very rich and powerful family. Really, it made my parents hate them., When the teachers found out being nice to me didn't help, they where compleatly horrid to me. Maybe if my parents would just get over the fact I wasn't and I'm not perfect, I might have been nice to Zoey's Nerd Herd.
I blame my parents for how I act. I act as if the world revolves around me becasue thats what they told me. When I told them Zoey took my spot as the leader of the Dark Daughters and sons, they told me I was the one who needed to be the leader. I thought that was stupid. But, there where times where my parents where helpful. they made me understand that you really need to fall in love before you wed someone.
*talenttospare!
roleplay sample:The world spins in a circle as she writes. The girl wrote her feeling in her own blood just to prove to him that she loved him enough to write a letter with blood. The words where sketchy and all the letters where squiggly. Kara's body shook as she finished up the last few words. "I love you". Hot tears streamed down her face and the face of her lover started to disappear out of her mind. "No! Please, come back!" Kara whimpered and tried to see his face again. The cemetery was quiet and she hear nothing but, her own death starting to take place. "Kara, honey, are you alright?" The man's voice was like velvet but, only made her wanna keep her eyes closed. [Show no emotions. Don't let them know your still here. Be, invisible to their souls.] She thought to herself and stayed limp. "Kara, please wake up!" The male was in a panic. She finally put a name on the voice. Clarik. She grinded her teeth and pushed him away. Her eyes opened as she hit the ground. "Get. Away. From. ME!" She hissed standing up. Clarik quickly stood up and turned around. "Fine, if that's how you want it, it over." He strode out of the cemetery. Leaving her to sit there, crying out of the agony of watching him leave. She found her way home that night by walking the railroad tracks behind the houses on her street. She climbed into bed that night knowing she would never be able to look another guy in the face and show any emotion but hate and the thought she wouldn't be able to trust another male person again. By the time the sun finally woke up, Kara was already up, dressing in a black ballerina dress, black fishnet stockings, black 6inch strappy heels and all black make-up. she refused to wear color today. It was as if someone died in her mind. That someone, was her heart. she walked to school that day, acting as if everything was perfectly fine when she got into the building. "Whoa, fright outfit today, Kar." Katsuco, her best friend in the whole world, giggled gleefully."Yep, totally new style for a new day!" Kara smiled fakely and found her way to her locker without another glance in the direction of Katsuco or Clarik's locker.
*thepuppetmaster!
name: Lola[/size][/blockquote]
age: 15 but I sooo can't spell
years of roleplaying: About 3 years
password:Darkdaughters
*this lovely plot page was made by canter of white pages. steal and die.