Alden [Lee] Farris {Done}

[Alden Lee Farris]

LADiES && GENTLEMEN MAY I INTRODUCE TO YOU,,
ALDEN LEE FARRIS !

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alright, so you can call me Jay and i have been kicking it in England for 16 summers. i’m pulling the strings of 1 puppets and they go by Alden Lee! alright well enough about me kidd, lets get to the main player, BUT if you need to get at me you can contact me at MSN: [e-mail] ((IM only)), no problem!

LETS JUST COVER THE BASICS, ALRIGHT?

full name: Alden Lee Farris
how do we pronounce that?: All-dan Li Fair-iss
nicknames: none
age & birthday: 16, September 22, 1992
grade: 10, Sophomore
occupation: none
what kind of money you making?: lower middle class
ethnicity: white
face claim: Jake Richardson
appearance: Alden stands at around 5'11, and that soft smirk on his face can be almost decieving. On the outside he appears to be one of the tougher kids in his class, but deep down behind his soft hazel eyes lays the heart of a survivor. He has cigarette burns spotted on his back and arms, and typically comes to school with a fresh bruise somewhere on his body. His lip is pierced on his left side, complete with all the other goth accessories that he wears including spikes and fishnets. He has slight bags from the lack of sleep, and his body is worn thin from the lack of food in his house.

I LIKE HOW YOUR MIND WORKS, BABY.

likes: Scremo, Rock, Emo, Goth, Cigarettes, Cats, Black, Night, School, Pepsi
dislikes: Coke, bright/happy colors, preps, Classic Rock ((except pink floyd)), Dogs, Dad, Math, Spiders, Snakes, Pop music.
fears: His Father, Dying from extreme pain or loneliness, Snakes.
habits: Chewing his nails, Smoking Cigarettes and Weed,
strengths: Playing guitar, writing music, keeping to himself
weakness: his dad, cute girls/guys, his drugs
goals: Get away from his dad. Start a record company.
secret(s): Drug Addict
personality: Before his mom had passed away and the beatings started to occur, Alden had a very outgoing personality. He was always friendly, never shy to strangers, well unless it was a cute girl. He always had this little thing going for him, like life was so simple and it was just a little playground for him to explore. No one really thought someone like him could fall at all. Of course all those things came to an end as soon as him mom died.

Alden basicly locked himself up. His thoughts became dark as well as his personality. He started to snap back and forth in and out of reality, caught staring off into space or into his notebook where he kept his lyrics. He developed a temper, starting fights at random moments when people say the "wrong" things to him. Once the beating started to occur he shut himself out from the world, a soft smirk always kept on his face to keep visitors of a violent nature away.

Deep down inside him that same kind heart boy remains, but the years of physical and somewhat metal trauma has cause him to create a false image of himself, taking drugs adding to the affect giving him a dual personality. One moment he's fine the next he explodes. Bottom line, Alden isn't a person you can pinpoint on the map. He can't be tracked mentally nor emotionally, causing a mysterious yet unpredictable nature to come about the kid.

YOU MIND IF WE GET A LITTLE PHYSICAL, LOVE?

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sexuality: Bi-sexual
turn ons: nice body, blue or green eyes, dark hair, same taste in music, funny, dark like him.
turn offs: preppy, bright, blonde hair, brown eyes, super short, abusive, mentally or emotionally unstable.

SO WHAT'S YOUR STORY? WHIP OUT YOUR WALLET LET’S SEE SOME PICTURES!

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mother: Anna Farris-38 ((Deceased))
father: Nathan Farris-48-Living
siblings: None
spouse: N/A
children: N/A
other relatives: All live too far away to matter.
pets: Salem-His Tuxedo Cat- Male
hometown: Seattle, Washington
current residence: Hershey, PA
history:

What seemed like a fairy tale ending only began as a nightmare for Anna and her soon to be husband Nathan. They had a child on the way. Little Alden Lee Farris was born shortly after their honeymoon on September 22, 1992. What first seemed like.trouble to the newlyweds soon turned into a blessing all their own as they first laid eyes on the tiny little baby boy. Sure life wouldn't be the same, but could it get really any worse than this? No one knew, at least not for awhile. Alden grew up, hanging out with the neighborhood boys in their quiet little suburban sub-division. He became a well known boy, one of the more popular kids in school, though he still had his connections with the geeks and the freaks. Life was grand in the small little area, well until the cancer spread.

The doctors had been watching it for quite sometime, the small little tumor that was implanted in his mothers brain. They figured it would be nothing, but they were proved wrong once the seizures and the nose-bleeds kicked in like rabid dogs. Everyone feared the worse, and in this case, more than the worse happen. With his mom gone, Alden fell down his own rabbit hole and into his own version of wonderland, but it was twisted and morbid. His dad had become a raging alcoholic over the short five years they had spent in the same hose, placing fresh bruises and burns on his body after his long day at work. This cause Alden to change into something he was not.

Upon moving to Hershey, PA, Alden fell into a new crowd with new friends. He wore his clothes dark and his hair shaggy, trying to cover up the scars that were placed on his arms and back from his years of abuse. As a way to escape the trouble his friend introduced him to the new wonderland of drugs. Alden slowly fell into the group, expanding his horizons as he sampled various drugs. From pills to coke, Alden fell deeper and deeper inside his own rabbit hole. Where he stops? Nobody knows?

IS THAT ALL WE NEED TO KNOW?

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impress me, baby:

Derick had just pushed the open bottle to his lips when he heard the most horrible sound in the world. He knew that sound all too well, the soudn of high heels clicking on the stone floor. It sounded like death, or in this case the bitch who would bring it, Lottie Crittenden. She wass the one Derick dated for almost a whole year lst year. They were only 7 months apart in their birthdays, but she was Junior and he was a Sophomore, so she felt like she was "older" when really she wasn't that much. Derick didn't mind though, well not really. She was the kind of girl that would change her mind every few minutes, and it got annoying to him. Thing swould of been fine if he hadn't found out that she was using him for her own gain. He never explained that to her. Maybe that was what she wanted today?

He watched, almost in slow motion, as she stomped up to his table in the back space of the tavern. She had always hated him after they broke up. He didn't have a problem with her at all, but knew that the whole leaving with no explanation ordeal would cause some type of hurtful feeling towards him. He still tried to be nice when he could, but by the smirk expression on her face and the fear and anger in her eyes, it didn't seem like it would be one of those days. Hell if things got out of hand, all he had to do was blink and she would be up in flames. The thought raced through his mind several times before getting shoved aside. Derick was more of a lover, not a fighter.

He listened to her words carefully. He had already found several mistakes in her sentances, making her lack the truth of it all, but he was polite and kept quite until he could speak. When she had finally ended her looked her in the eys, took a hit off his cigarette, then started to speak calmly, rather than wild like she had.

" Number one, she's not my fuck buddy thank you! I didn't even get that far with her cause I realized what I was doing unlike some people who try to use others for their own gain!" His voice went rom calm to angry as he snapped her a glare. He was already pretty disgusted that she was getting involved his little mistake the other night.

"Renee asked me out to the lake the other day. Something had happened to me the night before and she thought it would be great for me to get out of the house. She has always flirted with me and you can get over it sweetie no matter how badly you have a crush on her! She started flirting and I took it for once and one thing led to another and we wound up in our undies in the lake. Now if she's said that I fucked her, then she's fucking lying cause I wouldn't lay a hand on her in that way. When I realized what I was doing I ran away, just like I did with you!" He sighed gently and calmed down slightly. His tone was still angry and assertive.

"Have a seat, let me buy you a drink and explain everything that has happened ok? It's the least I owe you. I will even tell you finally why I left." He gave her a soft kind smile, hoping she would accept.

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[Carrie Huntington]

The dorm assigned to you is dorm number 252 in the co-ed dormitory.