Post by dylan adam mckeen. on Apr 15, 2009 18:09:08 GMT -6
DYLAN ADAM MCKEEN
[/color][/b][/font]the best of us can find happiness in misery.
[/center]NICK NAMES[/color] the one nickname dylan is called is the one he hates the most because of the untimely death of his brother, who used to call him this. it was simply his middle name, adam.
AGE[/color] seventeen. february 12th.
GENDER[/color] male.
SEXUALITY[/color] heterosexual.
MEMBER GROUP[/color] gryffindor.
CLASS OR YEAR[/color] seventh.
PLAY-BY[/color] dougie poytner.
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OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
[/color][/center]humble.
\ˈhəm-bəl\
adjective
1: not proud or haughty : not arrogant or assertive
being humble is something dylan actually prides himself in with both his looks and his amazing ability to play the bass guitar. he‘ll admit he has talent, yes but he simply refuses to brag. and with his boyish good looks? well, he‘ll bypass red and turn maroon and deny, deny, deny. He knows he‘s not the ugliest sucker out there but he doesn‘t think he‘s anywhere near: hot, good looking, gorgeous, handsome, etcetera. it’s silly to him. so silly.
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INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
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YOUR NAME[/color] kassie.
EXPRIENCE[/color] five long years.
CONTACT[/color] oh.kassie@live.com
CODE FROM THE RULES[/color] admin edit.
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please keep this in mind when i say what i'm about to say; i am extremely sarcastic and mercy isn't even an option for me, especially for the infamous parker family. things were going great for the parker family (which consist of; laney, brooklyn and ryan). oh and one more thing, i have this lying problem. ryan got a full scholarship to nevada university, money was even a problem and laney and ryan had no problems whatsoever. ryan never cheated on laney and laney never cheated on ryan. ever. brooklyn alania, however, was a problem. she was a horrible little child, just horrible. now, keep in mind that i have a lying problem and i am extremely sarcastic when i want to be and right now, i'm feeling pretty d**n sarcastic, if i do say so myself.
i now declare this moment as the moment of truth. ryan only got half a scholarship to nevada university because his knee just randomly blew out, money was definitely a problem and ryan and laney did, in fact, have their problems. they were getting really bad at their fighting but you can lay the blame on our ryan parker. he had a drug and alcohol problem and he was doing his best to keep it a secret from his loving girlfriend but sometimes his temper got the better of him and that led him to blow things out of proportion. ryan did in fact cheat on laney, only once folks and it was a mistake. laney told ryan to get out, ryan did and he got mad drunk and ended up sleeping with one of the college sleeper, some girl by the last name of mason. things really weren't going so great for the parker family. one bright spot in laney and ryan's life happened to be their three year old daughter, brooklyn alaina. she was well behaved and had wonderful manners but we'll discuss that later, yes?
the house was silent. for the most part, anyway. ryan was sitting on the couch in the living room of their rather large home, a shot glass sitting in front of him and a half full bottle of vodka on the floor next to the couch. laney, well to be honest, ryan had no idea where laney was but he knew if he heard her coming down those stairs, he had better put the vodka and the shot glass back in the cabinet in the kitchen of their, once again, large home. brooklyn was in her room, when wasn't she in her room? anyway, brooklyn was coloring a picture, and again; when wasn't she coloring a picture? get my point when i say the house was basically silent? except for the sound of ryan slamming that shot glass down on the coffee table, that was what ruined the tranquility in the parker household.
ryan shook his dark brown hair from his hazel green eyes as he stood up, grabbing the shot glass and the vodka bottle in one hand. he walked to the kitchen, opened the cabinet above the sink and placed the bottle and the glass carefully in the cabinet. he stared at the window for a few moments, just studying the scenery; the next door neighbor walking his new husky dog, deana, and the woman across the street, watering her plants, mrs. taylor, was her name, nice lady, always baked ryan chocolate cake. he sighed and walked, more liked stumbled, back into the living room before he sat back down on the couch. he was tanked and everyone knows what happens when you try to talk to a drunk man about personal problems.
i now declare this moment as the moment of truth. ryan only got half a scholarship to nevada university because his knee just randomly blew out, money was definitely a problem and ryan and laney did, in fact, have their problems. they were getting really bad at their fighting but you can lay the blame on our ryan parker. he had a drug and alcohol problem and he was doing his best to keep it a secret from his loving girlfriend but sometimes his temper got the better of him and that led him to blow things out of proportion. ryan did in fact cheat on laney, only once folks and it was a mistake. laney told ryan to get out, ryan did and he got mad drunk and ended up sleeping with one of the college sleeper, some girl by the last name of mason. things really weren't going so great for the parker family. one bright spot in laney and ryan's life happened to be their three year old daughter, brooklyn alaina. she was well behaved and had wonderful manners but we'll discuss that later, yes?
the house was silent. for the most part, anyway. ryan was sitting on the couch in the living room of their rather large home, a shot glass sitting in front of him and a half full bottle of vodka on the floor next to the couch. laney, well to be honest, ryan had no idea where laney was but he knew if he heard her coming down those stairs, he had better put the vodka and the shot glass back in the cabinet in the kitchen of their, once again, large home. brooklyn was in her room, when wasn't she in her room? anyway, brooklyn was coloring a picture, and again; when wasn't she coloring a picture? get my point when i say the house was basically silent? except for the sound of ryan slamming that shot glass down on the coffee table, that was what ruined the tranquility in the parker household.
ryan shook his dark brown hair from his hazel green eyes as he stood up, grabbing the shot glass and the vodka bottle in one hand. he walked to the kitchen, opened the cabinet above the sink and placed the bottle and the glass carefully in the cabinet. he stared at the window for a few moments, just studying the scenery; the next door neighbor walking his new husky dog, deana, and the woman across the street, watering her plants, mrs. taylor, was her name, nice lady, always baked ryan chocolate cake. he sighed and walked, more liked stumbled, back into the living room before he sat back down on the couch. he was tanked and everyone knows what happens when you try to talk to a drunk man about personal problems.
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CARLEE BARLEY !? OF CAUTION 2.0 MADE THIS AND I SHOULDN'T STEAL IT OR TAKE THIS CREDIT OFF BECAUSE IF I DO, SHE'LL EAT ME WITH ONE OF THOSE MELON SCOOPERS!
