Post by molly kyro james on Jul 15, 2010 7:00:57 GMT -7
MOLLYKYROJAMES
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"i pop out the box!
swing on a spring!
Big Violent J
With The Axe Out
SHING!"[/color][/size][/center]
nicknames : molly hatchet
age : eighteen
birthday : march thirty first
orientation : straight
group : level 3
illness : psycopathic axe murderer
canon or original? : original[/font][/size][/ul][/ul]
weight : one hundred and eighteen pounds
body : average
eyes : often change color due to her obsession with diferent colored contacts
hair : black and blonde base with bright red on top and muticolored extensions
distinguishing features : snakebites
fashion sense : juggalette
play-by : Tayla Haze[/size][/font][/ul][/ul]
dislikes : church, cops, gangsters, jews, haters, rich people, rules, bible pushers, her biological family, most other people
strengths : rapping, swinging her axe, skinning, seduction, dancing, murdering
weaknesses : love, temper, heat, chains (she cant fight them), hot guys
habits : biting her nails, carrying a knife everywhere, tapping her pencil, grinding her teeth, flirting, randomly rhyming, breaking out into dance
fears : losing her hatchet, being told no, being denied sex, ICP breaking up, running out of weed, hieghts, spiders
secrets : her father molested her when she was younger, her mother was her first axe victim, she's secretly a sucker for romance, her axe is her only real friend.
personality :
molly is a very messed up girl. she is a proud and true juggalette and she lives by the hatchet and thy wicked shit. she is pretty mellow when she's hanging with other juggalos or juggalettes but when you get her around haters she'll draw her axe with out question. She loves to rhyme and dance. She isn't really exactly someone you want on your bad side because when she gets the chance she'll hit you with the axe. she's the definition of crazy. but if you manage to get on her good side she's a pretty cool person to hang with. She'll rap for you and smoke with you and maybe even sleep with you. Actually...probably sleep with you. she's a slight sex addict and she'll screw almost any guy. as said...she's crazy. [/font][/size][/ul][/ul]
father : Richard Anthony James-- 42-- in jail
siblings : Miles Wayne James-- 20-- college student
other : none
birthplace : Richmond, Virginia
significant other : single
pets : none...unless you include her hatchet and axe
overall :
Born to a pretty loving family, Molly was always thought to have a good chance at life. However she'd never get there. At the age of four, Molly's dad, Richie, began molesting her. She grew up lonely and depressed and finally found comfort with a group of face painted kids at school. They introduced her to a new type of music to which she fell in love with. She began listening to groups like Insane Clown Posse, Twiztid, Jump Steady and more Juggalo based groups. Her mother had always been a caring woman and loved her child so she was of course worried about this turn in life Molly was taking. Her mom began to worry even more and the first night Molly painted her face, her mother confronted her. Molly got mad and pulled the axe out. Her mother was found two weeks later, cut up under Molly's bed. When police too her in they found out the story of her father's molesting her and he was arrested. Molly on the other hand, was sent straight to the asylum. She's been here ever since. She's developed the reputation as a sex crazed, murderous creep. No one talks much to her and the ones who have are either even more messed up, or dead.[/font][/size][/ul][/ul]
age : eighteen
experience : four years
other characters : none yet
contacts : manicbby@hotmail.com
anything else? : i love jesse and simon!!
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Morgan giggled as she strolled out of her hotel room. She had her make up bag in one hand and a cooler in the other. She'd been chatting with Max via computer and he'd agreed to let her give him a make over in exchange for a sandwitch. Silly Max. Always letting his tummy get the best of him. She popped the trunk on her car and carefully placed the cooler and makeup kit there before closing the trunk door. Then she pulled herself into the drivers seat and started the engine. She waved at a few people before pulling out the parking lot.
Honestly, she didn't know why she was staying at a hotel right now. They were in the town she lived in! She could be at home. But she was so anxious for tour. She just had to get the hotel. She grinned as she stopped at a stop light. She could just imagine Max strutting about in the shimmery pink eyeshadow and light gloss she used for Chrissie sometimes. It was about to get epic. The light turned green and she zoomed off, turning the radio up. She sag along to one of her favorite bands and laughed. She passed a group of Nightmare Lover fans and waved happily. True they had no clue who she was....but hey. She could be outgoing andf fun whenever.
As the busses came into view she grinned. She parked her car and opened the trunk. She grabbed her stuffand began walking. She passed sever bus. Bus after bus. Afterthought. Illumination. Like Radio Static. Kissing Shotguns. Then she smiled. Nightmare Lovers! She squeeled with excited laughter and knocked, not really waiting for an answer. She walked into the bus and smiled. "Maxxy poo!" she called out teasingly. She laughed and opened the cooler. There were ten sandwitched made. Because Morgan wanted on and she knew Max always ate alot. She giggled and grabbed a sandwitch before handing Max the cooler and sitting down.
She took a bite and smiled. She wasn't a big fan of peanut butter. But hey...Max wanted peanut butter and banana sandwitches. She bounced lightly in her seat. "Yummy." she said. "So Max....how are you?" she asked as she crossed her legs lightly. She looked around curiously. She expected others to be around the bus but she didn't see any of them. She shrugged. Chrissie was probably with Sonny and Craig....who knew. Then that crazy drummer of theirs. She never really saw him much. She giggled. "Where's Craig? He should make us some cookies!" she said happilly.
She was always so ADD. She'd be asking someone how they were one day and then rambling about cookies the next. She smiled at Max and took another bite of her sandwitch before allowing her eyes to flip to her makeup bag. Oh she couldn't wait to get hold of him. She almost laughed. She ate a bit faster, wanting to finish quickly so she could make over her Max-ee-kins faster. She tilted her head and eyed him happily. She loved hanging with the band mates. They were all so amazing. She giggled and shifted. She should have wondered why everyone could put up with her hyperactive, ADD, over giggley self but she was too absorbed in loving life.
Honestly, she didn't know why she was staying at a hotel right now. They were in the town she lived in! She could be at home. But she was so anxious for tour. She just had to get the hotel. She grinned as she stopped at a stop light. She could just imagine Max strutting about in the shimmery pink eyeshadow and light gloss she used for Chrissie sometimes. It was about to get epic. The light turned green and she zoomed off, turning the radio up. She sag along to one of her favorite bands and laughed. She passed a group of Nightmare Lover fans and waved happily. True they had no clue who she was....but hey. She could be outgoing andf fun whenever.
As the busses came into view she grinned. She parked her car and opened the trunk. She grabbed her stuffand began walking. She passed sever bus. Bus after bus. Afterthought. Illumination. Like Radio Static. Kissing Shotguns. Then she smiled. Nightmare Lovers! She squeeled with excited laughter and knocked, not really waiting for an answer. She walked into the bus and smiled. "Maxxy poo!" she called out teasingly. She laughed and opened the cooler. There were ten sandwitched made. Because Morgan wanted on and she knew Max always ate alot. She giggled and grabbed a sandwitch before handing Max the cooler and sitting down.
She took a bite and smiled. She wasn't a big fan of peanut butter. But hey...Max wanted peanut butter and banana sandwitches. She bounced lightly in her seat. "Yummy." she said. "So Max....how are you?" she asked as she crossed her legs lightly. She looked around curiously. She expected others to be around the bus but she didn't see any of them. She shrugged. Chrissie was probably with Sonny and Craig....who knew. Then that crazy drummer of theirs. She never really saw him much. She giggled. "Where's Craig? He should make us some cookies!" she said happilly.
She was always so ADD. She'd be asking someone how they were one day and then rambling about cookies the next. She smiled at Max and took another bite of her sandwitch before allowing her eyes to flip to her makeup bag. Oh she couldn't wait to get hold of him. She almost laughed. She ate a bit faster, wanting to finish quickly so she could make over her Max-ee-kins faster. She tilted her head and eyed him happily. She loved hanging with the band mates. They were all so amazing. She giggled and shifted. She should have wondered why everyone could put up with her hyperactive, ADD, over giggley self but she was too absorbed in loving life.
