Post by icarus burns . on Jul 29, 2008 17:18:44 GMT -5
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[/size]Cause I'm comin' home,
I'm comin' home,
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hello, the name's, icarus laurent burns.
but people tend to call me, burns, burnsie.
I turned , twenty-four.
on , October 31st.
so that means I've been living, resident.
when the days over i like me some , girls.
[/color][/font][/size]I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
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well, my hair is, dark brown.
and I love my eyes, they're, auburn / dark brown.
and my skin colors this really cool, white chocolate.
mainly because I'm , norwegian / british.
I measure up to , 6'3''.
no Seattle Sutton's for me ! the scale says , weight here
but it's kind of cool that I have , pouting lips, cheekbones, pale skin, auburn eyes.
and my style blows yours away , tidy, clean cut, upperclass, prep, neautral.
so over - all , over all description, 500 + words.
but people say I look like , julien chanca.
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[/size]but I'd rather wake up beside you
and breathe that ol' familiar smell,
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[/i][/size][/color] because, apparently i scowl a lot.
I love, eating, flying, war movies, red, cameras, photography, money, five finger discount, having a girlfriend, walter & gordo, lula simone, reading,
but I really despise, animals, vegetarians, fashion victims, expensive price tags, spending money, missing gordo,
I personally think I'm pretty good at, good natured, good sense of humor, intelligent, gentleman.
though I should really work on , stealing, moody, bitter, stubborn, stuck in the past, violent, angry.
people tend to tell me I'm ,
funny[/font] because, i have a decent sense of humor.
violent[/font] because, i'm known for getting into fights.[/ul][/font]
but basically, I'm , in depth personality here, 600+ words
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[/size]I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one ,
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I came from, chelsea, london, england.
well my father .. ,
coming in at , forty nine.
he supported us by , former male model, now photographer.
all in all, he's pretty , father is alright i suppose, we don't have much of a relationship - never have..[/ul]
onto my mother ,
coming in at , forty seven.
she helped too, by , model.
in the end she's quite , she's had too much plastic surgery, she doesn't look like my mother anymore. it's an obsession that i can't do with, thank you.[/ul]
and then they had kids ,
then it was time for my own ,
and my one and only pet(s) , none.
the love life , lavender foley was my first real girlfriend, we started dating when we were thirteen and we stayed together for a good two and a half years. then some...things got in the way; namely gordo. he was jealous, claimed he liked lavender and that i had stolen her from him, when lavender and i broke up gordo told me it was me he liked. gordo as in, my dead triplet brother. i don't care how wrong or illegal it is, we loved each other. but after gordo died i had to...move on. i met a lovely girl and we eventually had a child together, lula simone.
& the good and the bad,
julia was originally born in osla, norway however only her father was of norwegian decent. the family of three moved from oslo to paris, france when julia was just five years old and it was there that she first met the boy called clyde burns. you see they lived on the same street, well i say lived - clyde's family had a holiday home on the same street as julia's and by street i mean that most properties had a good few acres of land to theirselves. it was about a five or ten minute walk from julia's front door to clyde's. the boy and his british family came over every summer, and all the school holidays inbetween, so it was inevitable that the two children should meet. it started with julia inviting his mother over for tea - which of course meant a glass or two of wine - and while the women did this, the two children would play happily together. however they constantly fought over clyde's red power rangers figure and when she got older julia would curse him in norweigan, to which she'd get a half-hearted slap on the shoulder from her mother.
despite their bickering the two became, overall, good friends and by the time julia was seven she looked very forward to seeing her english friend. by this time she could also speak three languages, norwegian - simply because she was born there and should be her mother tongue - french, obviously - this was her mother tongue more than anything - and finally english because that was her mother's nationality and of course, it is perhaps the most universially spoken languages, either that or french in which case she's alright too. win win. fluent in all three, clyde could speak only his own language and so when julia would sometimes get confused and talk in french to him he would get awfully annoyed. sick of his bad attutide towards her langauges julia decided to offer to teach him a little bit of french, jealous clyde accepted happily and that's how the tutoring lessons began.
being only seven julia was still learning a lot and so there wasn't a lot of learning going on, so much as teaching him swear words that he could use and have his parents be none the wiser. a good gift, since she couldn't even do that herself, and she spoke three languages! as they got even older the lessons took on real structure, by the time julia was sixteen she had clyde speaking in fluent french, however he couldn't write it to save himself and even his reading was a little shabby. as you might expect from the amount of time they spent together over the various holidays, the pair had grown rather fond of one another so when, at eighteen, clyde informed his parents that he would be moving in with julia...in france, it didn't come as much of a shock to either of them. originally they moved in together as best friends but just months later they were lovers, and eventually they became engaged.
the triplets.
julia and clyde fell pregnant a few years after they tied the knot, julia's belly swelled to massive proportions at the early stages and this was a cause of concern; however the doctors determined the reasoning behind her huge belly, and that was triplets. three tiny little babies were growing inside her all at once, she was told to do as little as possible - having a child was always risky but there was a lot more risk involved when it was triplets, even twins.
gordo.
icarus.
walter.
their childhood.
blair academy.
naturally the offspring of two of the highest paid models to date are bound to attend only the best schools in the world. it was between three originally, one in norway - julia's home country - one in england, the boys' home country or one in america - the blair academy to be exact. it was a tough call indeed, all three schools had waiting lists the size of japan so they would have to choose sooner rather than later. family meetings were held and even though the boys were still quite young
frosh / sopho.
lavender foley, a drop dead gorgeous redhead in sophomore year. she took to icarus from the word go, even if he was a dirty little frosh. they were friends at first, laughing and chatting together like it was in their second nature; it was clear they were crushing on each other so it came as a surprise to icarus when lavender attended the spring dance with gordo instead of him. it resulted in gordo and lavender having a three week relationship, it ended when gordo kissed another girl for a dare. icarus what there though, hugging lavender and telling her it was alright, everything was alright.
junior.
incest.
lavender was out of the picture, gordo saw this as the best thing ever, even if icarus was miserable. the eldest triplet was torn up inside however, he has esentially broken up his brother's relationship single-handed and for no reason other than he was jealous. disgusted with himself and riddled with guilt gordo confessed to icarus but other revelations came out into open air also. jealous, why? because i want you all to myself, rus. it's not everyday you heard your triplet say that to you - especially with such conviction you simply know he isn't lying. gordo bolted almost as soon as the words were out his mouth, proving to icarus that he meant them, in the most...disturbing way possible. discovering that your brother has the hots for you isn't that nice.
the brother's ignored one another for weeks, icarus couldn't look gordo in the eye and they barely spoke to one another; walter was the one stuck in the middle of it all and he didn't understand what was happening to his brothers - although he knew it was something very serious indeed. it was on the warm, lazy evening of their summer holidays that the boys finally found themselves alone. on the beach, both decked in their boardshorts icarus decided to confront his brother over the meaning behind his words. to cut a long story short gordo threw caution to the wind and kissed icarus, straight, full on lip action - a hint of desperation and neediness. the kiss took the breath from icarus' chest, without thinking he shoved his brother away and punched him. but oh, it's amazing what happened after that single kiss. emotions were turbulent within icarus' mind, his chest ached when he thought of gordo and the memory of the kiss refuses to fade even to this day.
seventeen - twenty.
the shooting.
broken hearted boy.
lula simone.
currently.
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[/size]but I understand your sadness so
I guess I should just hold my tongue ,
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[/size] hello, I'm effie[/color]. I play icarus burns[/color] and his playmates, kei fuller[/color]. I myself have seen seventeen[/color] summers and I plan to see a lot more, living the good life up in greenwich mean time[/color]. I've been in this part of town for six years [/color], so I know the area pretty well. oh! and did I mention that i'm a zombie[/color]. stalk me? well, my aim is crabapple ifa[/color], my msn's kungfookitty@hotmail.co.uk[/color], and my email's omgneon@live.com[/color], . but, of course, you can always PM me. au revior !"[/size]
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