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Post by jermaine liam meadows on Aug 4, 2010 22:42:35 GMT -5
jermaine liam meadows HE SAND OF THE MEMORY RUSHES AT HIGH SPEED, PAYING WITH BARE HANDS, A SOUNDING PREMONITION WHICH DOES NOT STOP CHANGES INTO COURAGE WHICH ADVANCES. IT IS ABLE TO PRECEDE THE WHEEL OF PAIN AND SORROW, WHICH REPEATS PASSIONATELY THE FUTURE WHICH SPILLS FROM THE CUT OFF EYE
you should know by now that my name is jermaine liam meadows, but please call me nickname(s). i like them much better! although my fake i.d. says differently, i'm really nineteen years old. cool, huh? i guess i could be classified as a tourist, but i prefer not to be labeled. i grew up in the beautiful city of west hollywood, california, but i certainly like this town much more! want to know how i act? two words can sum me up: manipulative and cunning. yeah, i'm pretty amazing, aren't i? some say i look just like zack efron, though i can't see it! jealous? i know.
 instead of being among the bunch that were popular through middle class status, jermaine was born into a rich family with an older brother that was already six years old. god couldn't have placed him in a normal family where the mother and father argue a lot while the brothers and sisters walk to school with everyone from different social backgrounds. no; he was brought up by strict parents that told him to manipulate the feelings of the people around him so he can achieve his own person goals. in sports, his father told him to make sure that the people accept him for his own merits. since he was a young boy back then, he thought that they were the best parents in the world and obeyed them without question. his older brother though; he was the rebel so to speak. he questioned his parents authority everyday and even got a huge scolding one day, which left him in tears and his mother comforting him and telling him encouraging words the joy of listening to the rules. the joy of listening to the rules?! is there such thing as actually living a good life in a rich family where the parents were as taught and firm as a rope around a boat's mast?
strange enough, when he first switched elementary schools at the age of twelve, his mother saw that her youngest son was becoming an intelligent young boy. she pondered on for so many years that understanding the feelings of "commoners" and how to communicate to them in a way that they'll understand will have a good impact on their business, she decided to drop out jermaine in the private elementary school and enroll him into a public one. on the first day that he arrived there, it was like an entirely different world. people of different social backgrounds; some were wealthy in the middle class while some were struggling with financial problems. the moment he walked past a group of kids holding a conversation, he received looks from them. they have never seen a kid that dressed so good for a public school such as that; even though it was in a rich neighborhood, it accepted anyone of any social status and was free of charge. his classroom was room 405, belonging to the one known as MRS. BELLATRIX, and according to the gossip he's heard down the halls, she is nice unless you piss her off by talking when she's talking. his years in elementary school weren't that special to talk about anyways.
now i can establish the basics about me. my name is bane and i'm currently eighteen. i've been roleplaying for three years and two months, but i'm a professional already. you should probably know that i live in the gmt + 1, in case you need to know when i will be on. if you need to contact me, you can do so on msn, pm, and cbox. be sure to plot with me soon!
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