Post by Selena Marie Gomez on Jul 9, 2009 2:40:34 GMT -5
it's the one and only
SELENA MARIE GOMEZ!
[/color][/font]SELENA MARIE GOMEZ!
hey people! just in case you already didn't know, my name is SELENA[/b]. that name is great and all, but it's okay if you wanna call me SELLY instead. i know it may not look it, but i'm only SIXTEEN! crazy, right? yeah, well i turned that on JULY TWENTY SECOND. i'm not gonna lie, i have some pretty good looks. i have this amazing LONG, BLACK hair. and oh my gosh, don't even get me started on my gorgeous BROWN eyes. i'm about FIVE FOOT FIVE INCHES tall. the scale says i'm ONE HUNDRED AND EIGHT POUNDS, but i don't believe it. i love BOYS. my friends say i'm obsessed. the magazines say that i'm a MUSICIAN, but i'm just an ordinary GIRL from GRAND PRAIRIE, TEXAS.[/color][/color][/center]
, the cameras never stop clicking[/i][/color][/color][/font]
current projects ,
, and i'll never stop thinking[/i][/color][/color][/font]
i love ,
, about how it would have been[/i][/color][/color][/font]
my parents ,
, if i wasn't famous[/i][/color][/color][/font]
my name is , ferrari.
age , fifteen.
contact , perseonal message
oh snap , hollywood dreams and broken hopes.
experience , four years.
where you found us , proboards advertisement.
roleplaying example ,
Ferrari Spade is sitting on a old sofa in her one bedroom, dirty apartment. Her legs are sprawled across the couch and her left hand up, clicking down on the channel button on the TV remote control. Saturday night and there is absolutely nothing on television. Ferrari got frustrated and turned off the TV, throwing the remote on the messy coffee table in front of the sofa. Ferrari laid her head back and sighed before getting up and walking into the kitchen. It was completely dark and quiet. Ferrari opened the refrigerator door and she winced at the light the fridge gave off. Nothing to eat. Ferrari sighed once more and then went to take a step into the living room, but stopped in her tracks when she heard someone enter her apartment. Ferrari grabbed a pistol which was conveniently lying on the cupboard beside her. She knelt down and leaned up against the cupboard, listening to see if she could figure out who it was. All she heard was someone rustling around in her things.
After listening to this person go through her stuff for about five minutes, Ferrari got frustrated because they hadn't said nothing. Ferrari then peered around the corner of the cupboard and saw that her bedroom door was open and she saw a figure inside, going through her drawers. Ferrari crawled around the cupboard, being very careful that she wouldn't be seen. Ferrari then keep creeping closer and closer to her bedroom. She got to her bedroom door and hide against the wall beside it. Ferrari then took a deep breath and looked into her room through the slightly opened door. She closed her eyes so that they were just little slits, but she still could not pick out who the figure was. She removed her face from the doorway and was starting to get mad that she couldn't see who it was. She took a deep breath once again and began to stand up. When she was halfway to her feet, she dropped her pistol. She watched as it fell to the ground, making a huge noise as it hit the hardwood floor of her apartment. Ferrari closed her eyes, knowing that whoever was in her room would be coming out now to see what had happened. Lucky her.
Ferrari kept her eyes closed tightly, waiting for something to happen. For her to get shot, get her head sliced off, anything. Five minutes passed, nothing happened. Ten minutes, nothing. Fifteen minutes, still nothing. Ferrari must have scared whoever it was off. Ferrari then smiled and began to open her eyes. When she did she saw a tall, well built man before her. He had smooth pale skin, long jet black hair tied in a ponytail, eyes as black as night, and well chiseled features. In all, Ferrari thought her was undeniably sexy. He stood there, millimeters away from Ferrari's tensed body. Ferrari looked into his eyes and they did not look happy. He was good looking, but he wasn't going to do what Ferrari hoped he would do in his time in her apartment. The man grabbed her arms tightly, squeezing her wrists much to tightly, Ferrari struggled to get her arms free, but it was no use he was much too strong. With the blink of her eye, Ferrari was now flying across the room. The man had thrown her with one small flick of his wrist, like she had weighed less then a pound. Ferrari slammed against the wall and cried out in pain as she hit the hard floor. The man walked over to her and stood before her. Ferrari's, now intensely weak body lay before him. Ferrari looked up into his eyes and with one quick movement, she was in his arms and he had his teeth in her neck. He was slowly taking the blood from her body, she grew weaker and weaker until she lay limp in the man's large arms. With one last breath, she said her last word. This word she wish she had known before she had pursued this wicked being.
"Vampire..."
After listening to this person go through her stuff for about five minutes, Ferrari got frustrated because they hadn't said nothing. Ferrari then peered around the corner of the cupboard and saw that her bedroom door was open and she saw a figure inside, going through her drawers. Ferrari crawled around the cupboard, being very careful that she wouldn't be seen. Ferrari then keep creeping closer and closer to her bedroom. She got to her bedroom door and hide against the wall beside it. Ferrari then took a deep breath and looked into her room through the slightly opened door. She closed her eyes so that they were just little slits, but she still could not pick out who the figure was. She removed her face from the doorway and was starting to get mad that she couldn't see who it was. She took a deep breath once again and began to stand up. When she was halfway to her feet, she dropped her pistol. She watched as it fell to the ground, making a huge noise as it hit the hardwood floor of her apartment. Ferrari closed her eyes, knowing that whoever was in her room would be coming out now to see what had happened. Lucky her.
Ferrari kept her eyes closed tightly, waiting for something to happen. For her to get shot, get her head sliced off, anything. Five minutes passed, nothing happened. Ten minutes, nothing. Fifteen minutes, still nothing. Ferrari must have scared whoever it was off. Ferrari then smiled and began to open her eyes. When she did she saw a tall, well built man before her. He had smooth pale skin, long jet black hair tied in a ponytail, eyes as black as night, and well chiseled features. In all, Ferrari thought her was undeniably sexy. He stood there, millimeters away from Ferrari's tensed body. Ferrari looked into his eyes and they did not look happy. He was good looking, but he wasn't going to do what Ferrari hoped he would do in his time in her apartment. The man grabbed her arms tightly, squeezing her wrists much to tightly, Ferrari struggled to get her arms free, but it was no use he was much too strong. With the blink of her eye, Ferrari was now flying across the room. The man had thrown her with one small flick of his wrist, like she had weighed less then a pound. Ferrari slammed against the wall and cried out in pain as she hit the hard floor. The man walked over to her and stood before her. Ferrari's, now intensely weak body lay before him. Ferrari looked up into his eyes and with one quick movement, she was in his arms and he had his teeth in her neck. He was slowly taking the blood from her body, she grew weaker and weaker until she lay limp in the man's large arms. With one last breath, she said her last word. This word she wish she had known before she had pursued this wicked being.
"Vampire..."
so this application was made by aly, aka hollywood ! of CAUTION2.0! please keep this credit on, if you don't i'll get you. muahahaha.
