Post by jason eric seater on Oct 26, 2008 12:01:52 GMT -5
`go shake it JASON !
`He's a hottie with a body, so you'd better watch out.
age; 14
rp experience; 2 1/2-3 years
how you found us;on lion and lamb love
contact;fruitlooopx3@aim.com
other charries;none at the moment
other; umm, i'm on a few sites. i'm active. i love sports. i have 5 older brothers.
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.
but it's okay everyone calls me; Jason, Jay.
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; April 25, 1989
actually i'm some sort of; Taurus
this place was such a s.hit hole;New Jersey
ah, so like paradisefor me; Potamac, Maryland
i don't look it but i'm actually; German, Irish, Polish, and Scottish
it's just the way the wind blows; straight
baddest b.itch all up and through here; fourth year, mathematics
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.
you know i could just swim in those; brown
does the carpet match the drapes; brown
i wish i could lose like three pounds; 215
she looks like a freakin giraffe; 6"1'
and then i got one on my a.ss; none
they always seem to notice my; deep eyes, and messy hair.
you'll never see me without my; Jason is a hottie with a body, so you'd better watch out. He has gorgeous brown sometimes messy hair. It falls just a bit above his eyes. He has deep chocolate brown eyes that any girl will swoon over. He has an almost perfect smile, that he flashes to get out of trouble. He is fairly tall, about 6 feet 1 inch. He is toned and muscular. He works out, but not like a body builder. He is in shape and intends to stay that way. He can't go out to the beach looking fat.
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`it's a m0.therfu.cking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.
-girls
-parties
-math
-having a good time
-his friends
-life in general
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over;
-not getting his way
-getting busted
-annoying people
-posers
-ugly people
-clingy girls
it's like my signature kinda thing;
-math
-getting his way
-persuasion
-getting girls
-throwing good parties
oh god not this again, i so suck;
-crying people
-being ignored
it's like children of the corn but worse;
-losing everything
-getting murdered
you know one day i'm going to;
-winning over female lacroix one day
-getting a job involving math
it's just this weird innate thing;
-shaking his leg
-twirling his hair
some things just make me scream;
-nice hair
-hot body
-tanned and toned
-funny
-pretty
-nice legs
-smelly good
that is the most digusting thing ever;
-ugly
-bad style
-smells bad
-annoying
-too clingy
you best remember this b.itch; Sweet: Jason can be a total sweetheart. He will tell girls anything they want to hear to get them with him. He will be caring and compassionate. He is nice to the people he is close to. If you are a friend, relative, or somewhat close to him, he is nice to you. He won't totally curse you out. He is friendly with those close and tells them loads.
Manwhore: Jason is a total manwhore. He sleeps with anyone he can. He is also a party animal. He gets girls drunk, high, anything to get them in bed. He will tell them he loves them, but then ditch them the next day. He doesn't let girls get too clingy. He will fuck 'em and run. He is a wild child. He does what he wants, and who he wants. He is currently sleeping with the ramirez sisters.
Smarty pants: Not only is he hot, sexy, and awesome, he is also smart!?! That's right, Jason is a math genius. He started algebra 2 in sixth grade. He has always been good with numbers, stats, and things of that sort. He used to tutor, but the people were too far behind him. He can figure out any problem you throw at him, sometimes in a matter of minutes.
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`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.
Matthew Charles Seater; 34; Doctor
it's cause you were dropped as a child; female Seater; 16; Interior Designer
that's what i'll look like when i'm old; N/A
you know the different kind of uncle; N/A
and the one that looks like a rat; N/A
pretty freakin sure we're not related; N/A
yea they used to eat my shoelaces; Alaskan Husky; Juno; 1 year
it's like hell but only faster; On April 25, 1989, Caroline Seater gave birth to the most gorgeous baby on the face of the Earth. Thats right, Jason Eric Seater was born. Matthew and Caroline couldn't have been more ecstatic. They had been waiting for a baby for so long, and here it was. In the form of Jason. The spoiled him loads. They showered him with love and affection.
When Jason was growing up, he always got all the attention. He was an only child, but when he was three, it all changed. His mother had another baby, a girl. Jason was extremley upset. He was always used to getting all the attention, but now he had to share it with a baby girl. He was never any good at sharing. After a while he figured out a way to make the situation work. He started spending time with the baby, playing with her, helping with her. That way, he would be able to get attention.
Growing up he sometimes loved having a baby sister, other times he hated it. She would tag along with him, want to play with him, and wouldn't leave him alone. Sometimes he just wanted to tell her to run away, but he never would. He needed someone else sometimes. He would play with her and have fun with her occasionally. He loved her and didn't want her to get hurt, ever.
It seems like not too long after that, Jason was a teenager. Going through changes, getting moody and annoying, it was all happening. Also he started dating girls. He had his first girlfriend by age 12. His first real commitment was at age 14. He would go out with a different girl every other night. That was where it all started. Also, by sixth grade, he was labeled a math genius. He was already at high school level in math. He didn't brag about it, actually it was annoying sometimes. People would always be asking him for help which he didn't want to give. Sometimes a brave soul would try and make fun of him, but he would put a stop to it at once.
Pretty soon he hit nineteen. Over the years he had many women, sometimes more than two at a time. They never found out, he was too clever for that. He also protected his baby sister, even if she didn't want him to. He kept a careful eye on her. He still does. He doesn't want her to get hurt by anyone or anything. If she goes out with someone, he will know all the details about him. Who he has been with, where he has been, what he has done, everything. He continues to work at math, while keeping his social life alive. He parties non stop, getting girls all the while.
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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.
i don't know what it means, something with; fourth year; mathematics
it's six am in the morning middle of winter; anything else
you must be smelling your own crotch;Crystal was driving around, bored out of her mind. She had been out all day, with nothing to do. She pressed down the gas peddle of her 2009 Ferrari California Sports Car and the car purred. She knew she was going too fast to be allowed, but she didn't care. She smirked as people honked their horns at her. She blasted the radio as loud as it would go. She couldn't even decipher the song being played, but it didn't matter. It had a nice beat, and it was pissing other drivers off. All the windows were down and she had one hand out the drivers side window. She waved at people as they honked, almost as if it were a compliment to her.
A sudden grumble in her stomach told her it was lunchtime. She decided to take a turn to Starbucks. She hadn't been there in a while. She pulled into the parking lot, turning down the radio. There weren't too many cars here. She stepped out and closed the door. She clicked the button on the keys and the car locked. She check her reflection in the mirror before walking in. Her black UGG boots hardly made any noise on the concrete sidewalk. Her dark denim jeans, tucking into the boots, hugged her curves in every way possible. She was wearing a Hollister zip up hoodie over a tank top. Her french braids looked absolutly gorgeous on her.
She walked in, looking around to see if anyone she knew was in there. Nothing. She walked up to the counter and ordered herself a salad and a Double Chocolate Chip Moa Creme Frappachino. She was in the mood for something chocolate. She didn't bother getting any dressing for her salad. She paid for her food and went off to find a table. She found one by the window and sat down. She pulled her phone out of her pocket and scrolled through the text messages. She replied to a few and placed it on the table next to her. She opened her salad and took a bite. As she chewed, she searched the shop once more, but still nothing. She sighed and went back to eating.
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steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
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[/font]and the winner is... of white pages made this not you
steal you die. header and subheader quotes from project runway and rene fris.
no redistribution without credit or a link posted in the correct thread
at the above website. do not change anything
