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Post by xarae on Feb 1, 2008 21:56:48 GMT
f r i e n d s
{ { you say that gainesville's got no soul : acquaintance { { well that sounds like a good excuse for coming home : sort-of friends { { and this tallahassee skyline keeps singing out a song : good friends { { just know its your song they've been singing : inseparable { { stay and watch the stars come out and then the sun as they all fade away : she has an obsession with their name [see her profile] { { i'll sing you every song i wrote if it'll make you want to stay : friends, she's crushing on him
l o v e r s
{ { i swear that you don't have to go : crush [on her] { { too late, i'm sure and lonely : ex { { another night, another dream wasted on you : crush [on him] { { just a simple fix : physical attraction { { i would stumble across the key, or break down the door to your heart : mutual crush { { i know you want me to want you i want to : confused { { i'd whisper that i love you as you fall out of your clothes : love { { may i say i love you more? : final { { i'd run over to your house and i'd scale the chainlink fence : forbidden love { { down one for all the hopes and cares : flirt
e n e m i e s
{ { but stop the tape, the sunset still looks fake to me : rivals { { you're like a black cat with a black backpack full of fireworks : hate { { your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything : doesn't like their name [see profile] { { this jealous actress has a habit : love/hate { { it's not your part but all your fault : respected { { we bleed out in bathroom sinks : indifferent
all lyrics © mayday parade
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Post by xarae on Feb 1, 2008 21:59:18 GMT
the list { { my head's a mess, its waiting to unfold } }[/center] { { conor { { nineteen { { male { { you say that gainesville's got no soul : acquaintance { { Isabel is fairly friendly, and Conor feels a certain affinity to her through her love of horses. He is currently unaware of her social status, and therefore has no prejudice against her. If he were to know, it is doubtful his treatment of her would change.
{*} Isabel likes Conor for his love of horses - and the fact that he hasn't turned up his nose at her - but she's more interested in the fact that he can craft saddles. He's certainly piqued her interest, and she plans on seeking him out and becoming friends.
{ { life is precious but worth giving away for ideals of beauty and better days } } { { lady liselle of doncaster { { twenty three { { female { { we bleed out in bathroom sinks : indifferent { { Liselle is hardly the type to pay attention to a peasant unless said peasant can be useful. Perhaps a short interlude in the village on one of Liselle's outings could lead to an arrangement between the pair, if Liselle thought the girl could be trusted.
{*} Isabel isn't too sure about Liselle. The Lady is confident, sure of herself, beautiful, and has high social standing - everything Issie secretly craves. Personally, she doesn't care for the woman, then again, she rarely cares for any female nobles. If an alliance could be made to her advantage, she would consider it, but for now she will quietly envy Liselle from afar, keeping herself content with other things.
all lyrics below avatars © a change pace
note: lyrics below avatars more or less reflect isabel's thoughts on the character, in a short-hand sort of way
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Post by nathanielwood on May 13, 2008 20:15:03 GMT
name: Nathaniel Wood age: 18 gender: Male status: Peasant thoughts on isabel: Nate mate Issie in the middle of the woods at night when he was a little drunk. Despite this, and the fact that she's a bit odd, he likes her.
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