Post by Mariah Kiss on Jan 23, 2008 21:09:00 GMT -5
Name: Mariah Michelle Kiss
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Birthday: October 18, 1990
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Cheerleaders
Personality:
Family:
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Birthday: October 18, 1990
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Cheerleaders
Personality:
Mariah got what she wanted when she wanted. There was no questions asked. She wanted alot of things. Only cause she knew she would get them. You would think with all the things this girl has gone through shed be alittle nicer. But NO she isn't. She told people how it was upfront. She didn't need people she didn'y like think she did like them. It was unnessiary. She'd tell them to their face what she had to say. She didn't need to say it behind back she thought it was pointless and a waist of her breathe. Why say it a second time if you can say it once and get it over with. She was sometimes a pregnant dog and people needed to get over that. It was life. She was alos a huge flirt. When you first meet her she'd still flirt with you. After a while it is to be expected. She has been through everything in her life. She did it alone most of the time. So she can still do it alone. If you wanted to know something about her she'd usually just tell you. Except she won't tell you that she has eating disorders. That is one thing she keeps to herself. She didn't feel people needed to know that there was another part in her life messed up. She was out going most of the time. She loved to laugh. She hated to cry but since that was apart of the human she usually did do that. She just doesn't let herself cry for the fun of it. It had to be something important. Like her dad. When her dad died she cried everynigt for a year. Who are we kidding she still does. She sit there in her room and hold a pic of them and cries. She hates when people bring up the fact that her dad is dead. She hates when they feel soory for her. She didn't need them to feel sorry for her. She does that enough herself. She was always feeling sorry for herself. Mariah could be a real sweetheart. She wasn't always mean. She did smile. All the time. She has a friendly apperance. So she does have alot friends. She sometimes keeps herself limited. She doens't like to haqve friends who she know will stab her in the back later on in the game. She was outgoing. She loved to do sports. She was always talking aobut soemthing. It could sometime get annoying so people just needed to tell her to shut up. So you guys do know that she does have a caring side. She loves alot of people. But she just doen't tell them. Why tell someone something just to watch it blow up in your face. She likes to keep the feelings bottled in side of herself. Unless you catch her when she is drunk she'd tell you everything in her past and what she wants for the future. So that is all about her.Likes:
VolleyballDislikes:
Basketball
cheerleadin
laughing
texting
partying
joking around
sexy guys
football players
myspace
swimming
shopping
watching movies
hanging out with friends.
working out
BOYS
Tanning
myspace
make up
flirting
getting her toes done
getting her nails done
dying her hair
skiing
partying
sex
boys
being a pregnant dog
Show offsAppearance:
Snobs
Liars
Cheaters
People who think they are better
losing her parents money
haters
being showed up
her phone breaking
Boy Drama
not getting what she wants
when her mom takes away Debit card
onions
garlic
not wearing make up
not getting ready
being on time
losing people close to her
thunder storms
the dark
spiders
bugs
falling in love
being fat
people who are mean to her
bottled blondes
plastic surgery
eye glasses
Her hair layed on her back a little past her shoulders. Yes it was blonde. A very nice blonde at that. She was not a bottle blonde. Nor has she colored it. You could just call it all natural. She couldn't stand bottled blondes. It didnt make a point. You should be happy with you hair color. But that was just her.Model: Taylor Swift
The way her blue eyes shined and put those georgia stars to shame. Yet it wasn't a lie. Her eyes were amazing. Not to brag or anything. But you could get lost in eyes like that. She loved her eyes. She only put on alittle of eyeliner to bring them out. No more tan alittle. Not like the girls who cake it on thier faces.
Mariah was short and really skinny. Well ofcourse she would be skinny. She has an eating disorder. Most people just thought she was skinny. But she was actually just fighting off bulimia. Ok mabe not fighting but, you get the point. She was tired of being put down. So now she was skinnier than ever. What could go wrong.
Mariah has her ears pierced. She also has her belly buttoned pierced. She doesnt have any tattoos. She doesnt plan on getting any either. Tattoos were jsut a waste of money and alot of pain on your arms. No one should want that. But who was she to choose peoples fait?
Family:
James Johnson {Deseased father}History:
Karen Kiss {Mom}
Mark Alshire {Step Dad}
Joshua Jereimah Johnson -17 {Twin brother}
Mattew Joseph Johnson-12
Lance-5
Mariah thought she had it all. She had money, clothes, cars, make-up, as much stuff as she ever wanted. She had her brothers Joshua Jeremiah Johnson && Mathew James Johnson. Her father was incredible. He was a record producer. He was worth billions.Roleplay Sample:
But that wasn't the only reason she loved her dad. Her dad made her feel at ease. Something her mother didn't do. Her mother didn't like her to well. She didn't know why && she didn't care. Mariah all she wanted in life was her dad and her twin brother Josh. They did everything together. Just the three of them. Until one day their dad had a heart attack. She sat in the hospital through the whole time he was in there.
Well until visiting hours were over. They said he'd be fine. They lied to her though. Josh was there for her. Josh was her hero well next to her dad.Thier dad died 3 day later after leaving the hospital. Mariah and Josh were only 10 && Mathew was 6. Her life went into a spiral after that moment.
She hated her dad for leaving them especially after her mom started dating. He was a drunk. He would home from a long day of doing nuts. He would be really mad and just beat Josh. Not only did he beat her Twin brother he molested and raped her.
Mariah was molested from 11 till 14. She was raped at age 14. Josh couldn't stand it he tried to defend her but that was the day Josh got his arm broken. But that is a story for another rainy day.
2 years later their mom made Mathew move in with his Aunt in Florida. One by one she got rid of everything that made Mariah smile. After Mathew was gone it was Josh and her to defend for themselves. Not until Josh was set to Vanden. They still kept in touch through letters.
Mariah was depressed. What else did she really have? Nothing. She had herself. She couldn’t control anything. She started to hate life. There was only one thing she could control and that is what she ate. She loved food. She wasn’t fat or anything. She started to eat a lot of food and then run to the bathroom and throw it all up. She new all the tricks and it made her feel better.
She would always work out. Just in case she couldn’t get all of the food she had shoved into her body out of it again. She would do that everyday and if she didn’t want any food she would work out and just not eat. Her mom still hated her. For what really? Not being perfect? Well newsflash No one is perfect.
As she had gotten good at this. She was sent to the hosptial multiple of times. Since she didn't like to eat at times. She could go three weeks at the maximum with out eating a single thing. But she would end up in the hospital to get iorn pumped into her system.
That is not the picture of perfection but that was her life. Josh finally left Vanden and back home to her. She was happy but she couldn't stop throwing up. it had become apart of her life. He was staying home while she was now leaving. Her life now even more caotic.
Mya layed on her bed curled up in a ball. Yes, of course she was sleeping. She was tossing and turning. She finally rolled so much that she fell off of her bed. She quickly jumped up as she hit the floor. "What?" she called out as she jumped up. She looked around and looked at her clock. It was already 12:00. She sighed and picked up her blanket. She walked over to her bathroom and prepared to take a shower. She turned the water on too luke warm and pulled off her shirt.
She sighed as she slid off her pink girl boxers. She took off the rest of her clothes and climbed in. She got goosebumps as she sat under the water. She grabbed her Pantene Pro-V shampoo. She washed her hair and started to rinse all th soap out. She then grabbed her conditioner. She put it in her hair. Grabbing her soap and wash rags. She set them under water. To get the rags wet and the soap soapy. She washed her body and then started to shave her petite legs.
She rinsed the rest of her hair out. She grabbed a towel and threw her hair up in one. Grabbed another and started to dry off her body. She wrapped the towel around her body and walked to her closet. She put on a pink lacey bra and her matching underwear. she walked ot the bathroom and took the towel off her head. She grabbed her blow dryer and started to blow dry her wet blonde hair. After about an half hour it was already 1:20pm. She started to striaghten her hair. At 1:50pm her hair was completelt finished.
She walked back to her closet to get on the rest of her clothes. She was wearing a pink lacey camisole along with a pair of darkwash bermuda shorts. She looked in the mirror and smiled. it was now time for her make-up. She walked back to the bathroom and grabbed her make-up bucket. She went through it and grabbed black eyeliner and black mascara. She put on some eyeliner. It wasn't to think or too thin. She applied her mascara. Aloing with some cover-up. She looked in the mirror as she put on her lip-gloss. She was now finished. She smiled in the mirror. She walked to her couch and sat down. It was basically as if she got ready for nothing. Maybe someone whould stop by?
