''skyler lee mancini,,

[skyler lee mancini]

`go shake it SKY !
`Life is nothing without my music...it's all totally empty..

[/b] Garrett
age; 1567
rp experience; six years
how you found us; from another board
contact; PM, AIM, MSN, whatever...
other charries; none
other; I love coffee and anything sweet.
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.

[/b] Skyler Lee Mancini
but it's okay everyone calls me; Sky
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; December 20
actually i'm some sort of; screw astrology...
this place was such a s.hit hole; The South
ah, so like paradisefor me; Atlanta, Georgia
i don't look it but i'm actually; Italian
it's just the way the wind blows; Bisexual
baddest b.itch all up and through here; Third ; Music ; None
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.

[/b] Alessandro De Marco
you know i could just swim in those; Hazel
does the carpet match the drapes; Brown
i wish i could lose like three pounds; 167
she looks like a freakin giraffe; 6'1
and then i got one on my a.ss; None...does want this one tattoo though...
they always seem to notice my; Star shaped birthmark on the right side of his hip


you'll never see me without my; Dark skinned, soft hair, pretty hazel eyes, slim...that's how one would describe Skylar. When it comes to how he dresses..his style can vary greatly. He sometimes wears vests, flannel shirts, skinny jeans, V-necks, T-shirts, jackets, scarves, ties, basically whatever he feels like. Though all of these things are high fashion looking. His mother makes sure that her son dresses well. No fashion designer's son is going to walk around looking like osmekind of hobo. That is what she has always said. Also, Skylar loves to wear various hats, headbands, and sunglasses, and his favorite accesorie is most likely his necklaces. He has sevler silver chain necklaces that have little silver charms on the end. Like little headphones, a little microphones, and several little instrument charms.

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`it's a m0.therfu.cking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.

[/b] coffee, cigarettes, chocolate milk, sweets, dogs, music, swimming, running, reading, romance, koalas, and pretty people.
i'm about to get wickety-wack all over; humid weather, cats, bitter foods, football, and snakes
it's like my signature kinda thing; musical talent and kindness
oh god not this again, i so suck; quiet and timid
it's like children of the corn but worse; spiders and the dark
you know one day i'm going to; to become a musical star
it's just this weird innate thing; rambles nervously, scratched the back of his head when nervous, and eats anything sweet when depressed
some things just make me scream; 'bad boys' and 'bad girl' , intelligence, and a love for the arts
that is the most digusting thing ever; disgusting people and rude people


you best remember this b.itch; Skyler is a very quiet and fairly shy guy. He doesn't say much to people unless they choose to come up and chat with him, and then he has a bad habit of nervously rambling on and on if he doesn't know the person. He is a whole lote more relaxed around his friends and people that he knows. He can still do a bit of rambling, but it is not nearly as bad as when he is really nervous and shaky. Also, when he is around someone he might sort of like or have a crush on he tends to trip over his words and make a total fool out of himself.

When it comes to his friends, Skyler is great. He is kind and caring towards them, and he is very loyal to his friends. He would never backstab a friend in anyway and he will always tell them the truth..if they ask. Also, Skyler is extremely protective of his friends. He doesn't like it when people mess with his friends and he will be right at their side if they are getting messed with. Despite his quiet personality. Skyler is also a sort of romantic. When it comes to relationships he expects some kind of storybook one. A perfect little romance...it never seems to work out that way though.

Finally, Skyler has a bad habit of holding his emotions in. He doesn't like talking about any of his problems, so he keeps them all locked away. Sometimes these emotions basically explode inside of him and set him into a fit. No one sees these though...he usually has these after he has had a hard or bad day for some odd reason, and he is prone to cry for several minutes straight during these fits along with having his stomach do flips and not being able to move from wherever he is sitting.[/size][/ul]

`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.

[/b] Thomas [Magazine Editor] and Lillia Mancini [Fashion Designer]
it's cause you were dropped as a child; ---
that's what i'll look like when i'm old; Avalia Mancini [Deceased]
you know the different kind of uncle; ---
and the one that looks like a rat; ---
pretty freakin sure we're not related; ---
yea they used to eat my shoelaces; Frederick.


it's like hell but only faster; Skyler was born in Atlanta, Georgia to Thomas and Lillia Mancini. They had moved here from Rome almost right after getting married on a simple whim. Lillia was a fairly famous fashion designer and Thomas was the editor of a popular magazine. So, the family was fiarly well off when it came to the area of money. The couple adored their son, and despite their crazy busy jobs, they managed to spend plenty of time with their son. When they weren't able to watch their son, he was watched by his grandmother who had came to live with them after her husbands death. She now lived with the family in their spacious apartment in Atlanta. Once he was old enough, Robin was placed in a prestigious private school.

Skyler lived a very privelaged life. He got most everything he wanted, but this did not turn him into a spiled little brat. This was thanks to his grandmother. She made sure that he knew the value of hardwork and that he was raised as a propper southern gentleman. Then tragedy hit the family. Skyler's grandmother died. It destroyed poor Skyler who was twelve at the time. It caused him to suddenly become a fairly quiet and nervous kid. Though, he chose to continue following everything that his grandmother had taught him. However, Skyler's life was about to be shaken up once again.

When Skyler was 13 his family up and moved to New York City. His mother was expanding her clothing line and his father had gained an editor job with the New York Times. He was sent to a private school in the city and his family lived in a spacious penthouse loft. Skyler was tortured in school because of his accent. His southern accent was think and it stuck out like a sore thumb. Everything in the city went against what his grandmother had practiced. People were so different. They could be horrible rude and there was no southern hospitality here. This was not the land of courteous southern gentlemen and lovely southern belles.

Surprisingly, none of this messed with Skyler that much. He simply got quieter and stayed to himself. He really made no close friends. He simply did his schoolwork and moved on. He simply stuck to what his grandmother taught him, and the memory of her kept him strong. Though, it was also around this time that Skyler discovered his talent. His father watned him to be a writer while his mother wanted him to do something with fashion...but Skyler had no real great talent with either of those. Though..he was pretty good at writing song lyrics. He would listen to a song and write alternate lyrics to it that flowed perfectly with the song. His parents were amazed by this..so they started him in piano lessons. He was amazing and took to it like a fish to the water. They got him to learn several other instruments..and surprsingly he could sing. His voice was wonderful. The boy was considered a musical prodigy.

It is because of that talent that his parents got Skyler into Darmon Academy. They Academy was happy to have a musical prodigy at the school..not to mention his parents had piles and piles of money. Skyler was just overjoyed to be going to the south again. Sure..it wasn't the deep south, but atleast it was a little closer. Though, once he got there...Skyler wasn't able to open up any. The school seemed to be filled with tons of rich brats..and he didn't like that. So he pulled himself into a little protective ball once more and barely said anything to anyone. Though..there is this one girl. Skyler has a rather wonderful feeling about here...but he would of course never say anything about it to her.

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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.

[/b] 'sunset horizon'
i don't know what it means, something with; Thrid ; Music
it's six am in the morning middle of winter; nope

you must be smelling your own crotch;

Robin was having a bit of a hard time in Marina. He had been perfectly fine when he was homeschooled, but now he had made the choice to go to the public school. It was as if he had thrown himself into the fire. He hadn't been in a public school setting since he had left his lovely city of Paris, and he was so young then. Now, here he was in this different country, and he had finally went back to public school as a Junior. The students were so different here than those that he had remembered from his schooling days back in France. They were so judgemental and there were so many cliques. Supposedly he was already considered to be an innocent...and he wasn't exactly sure what that meant.

Not to mention Robin had been having trouble making friends. Usually Robin could be called a social butterfly, but all of this was so different to him, and it had left him rather shocked. Now, he still talked to people, but he could never seem to make a friendly connection with them. It was always just sort of idle chatter. Then there was the matter of his accent. He was slightly embarassed about it, and he felt that it made him stick out like a sore thumb. To some extenet Robin only wished that he could fit in. That way he could maybe make more of a connection with these American teenagers, but his accent just tripped up his wish of wanting to fit in horribly.

The Innocent boy had just had another unsuccessful day of school where no friendships had been forged between him or anyone else. So, he felt that he needed a little pick me up, and, for Robin, these little things to cheer him up were usually sweets of somekind. In one of those random little chats that Robin had, someone had mentioned a wonderful bakery in the city that was owned by a French baker, and that meant the sweets would be delicious. It would also be rather wonderful to meet someone else of Robin's nationality here in America.

Robin had already arrived at the sweet shop, he saw it only a few yards up ahead of him as he dodged along the fiarly busy sidewalk till he finally reached the door. He pulled the door open and stepped into Pierre's bakery before pulling the door closed behind him and turning to face the inside of the store. It had looked like he had came to the right place to fix up his sweet tooth.

There were so many beautiful and delicious looking sweets. Cookies, cakes, pies, chocolates, and anything else you could imagine. He walked up to one of the many glass cases and peered into it. Sure, Robin would love to have all of it, but of course there was no way he could eat it all..no matter how much he wished he could. There were so many great looking choices and Robin just wasn't able to make up his mind. He tilted his head upwards and peered over the counter, looking for someone who might work there. Maybe they would have somekind suggestion on what sweet treat they like the best.

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