ROSE, kristina scarlett

[kris scarlett rose]

kristina scarlett rose
twenty ,, vegas nevada ,, Undercover Lovers bassist ,, straight ,, tomboy ,, hanna beth
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INFORMATION ON ROSE, KRISTINA SCARLETT

Full Name: Kristina Scarlett Rose
Common Nicknames: She prefers to go by Kris over anything else. Krissy can be a pet name for very few people to use.
Age and birth date: 20 years, november nineteenth
Occupation: Bassist for Undercover Lovers
Height: 5'1
Weight: 105lbs
Residence: With Christine in a house; room-mates and band mates.

Personality
This girl has never really taken the title of 'princess.' She would much rather be practicing sports games rather than practicing walking in high heels. She always hung out with boys for several reason, mostly because girls got into more drama as they got older, and girls were just so much harder to get along with. By the time she was in middle school 99.99% of her friends were of the male gender and she was happy that way, because any fights were resolved in just days, maybe even hours, whereas things with girls were either month-week long or never ending. Her humor tends to be crude because she's been around guys her entire life, and she isn't afraid to sit back, drink a beer and watch a football game. She as a person is very cheerful - you almost never see her in a sad state, she hides that side of her at all costs. Now, she does get pissy on the circumstances that something pisses her off, duh, but she isn't always grumpy or complaining about things. On average, she's pretty bouncy, tomboy-ish, and overall friendly.



INFORMATION ON THE FAMLY LIFE OF ROSE, KRISTINA SCARLETT

Raised in Las Vegas, Nevada, this girl was born to party. Her parents were different in the sense that her father was more of a partier, while the mother was one to teach values and things in that department. Kristina Rose was born on the twenty sixth of May as the only child and it stayed that way until she was about five years old which was when her little brother, Adam, was born. She had been begging her parents for a sibling, she had even offered to take care of it, and they eventually gave in (but she obviously wasn't the one to take care of him.) Her father, Evan Michael Rose, worked as a record labelist and often attended rock concerts, always bringing CDs home for the kids to listen to. Kris pretty much was raised to like the music her father did and continued on with the music taste, adding her own style as she got older and more into it. Eventually she began singing and had any help or support she needed from her dad. She always had a pretty good relationship with her little brother, despite some rough times in his toddler years when he would mess a lot of her stuff up, but overall she would always babysit him without asking for pay and would teach him new things. Her mother was a housewife that had a good relationship with Kris, she would always attempt to drag the girl out to shop and do girl things, but Kris was just never interested. Her mom soon accepted that the girl was just more interested in tossing a football around with the neighborhood boys than going and trying clothes on.

INFORMATION ON THE LOVE LIFE OF ROSE, KRISTINA SCARLETT

The girl is yet to have lost her virginity, and quite frankly, she isn't interested. She had one boyfriend - in the tenth grade - and it lasted about three months before she got bored of him and told him it was over. The romance was a little too sappy for her, she couldn't handle him showering her with compliments, kisses, and hugs. It would have been the ultimate dream for any other girl, but she just was not interested and regretted ever agreeing to date the boy. Since then, she hasn't responded to flirts and to this day turns down any boy who tries anything with her. She figures that if she ever becomes interested, then obviously, she'll be ready at that time, and it's not now.




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^{hey, so i'm allie. i've been roleplaying for 3 years now. as well as this character, i also play james ben duncan kris evan. you can reach me by pm or im if you need me for anything. i found made up stories by i'm an admin yo and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

The mission objective of the day was to drop Zack and Jess off at Disney World, head to the beach until eight PM at the least, and then pick them up again whenever they were ready. He waved to Zack as he pulled away from the well-known and large amusement park, driving off and setting his music station back to where it had originally been. Ryan had not been all too thrilled about changing it in the first place, nor turning the music down, but he did it for Zack. Now that the two kids were out of the car the volume was up in just seconds and back to the station that Ryan preferred. A song by Bring Me the Horizon came on and he said the words as they were screamed, ‘Pray for Plagues’ was probably his favorite work by them. Oddly enough, this kind of music put him at peace, whereas with other people it gave them headaches. He bobbed his head up and down and he cruised around in his silver Honda Civic, his destination mindset being the Beach. He had no particular reason for going there— he wasn’t meeting anyone—he just wanted to have a nice and long day at the beach because he hadn’t done that in quite some time. While on the road he lit a cigarette and smoked it until it was gone. Soon enough he pulled into a parking garage and grabbed his beach bag from the ground of the passenger side, it had all he needed to make this beach day a fun experience.

Ryan didn’t get out of the car just yet; he sat in his seat and started smacking on some sun screen. He didn’t like putting sun screen on around people, it was just one of his odder habits. Once he was pretty much covered in it he sat there for about fifteen to twenty minutes to let it sink in, he also took this time to have another cigarette. He knew that families would be around the beach and probably wouldn’t want him smoking around their precious children—not that he cared—but he was also pretty sure you weren’t supposed to smoke openly on beaches. Well, he didn’t know for sure, but he didn’t feel like taking the risk when he could just simply walk off and smoke, or whatever. He had about three cigarettes before he got out of his car and headed towards the beach, his bag shrugged over his right shoulder and his sunglasses now placed over his eyes. He had a slipknot bracelet on, blue swim suit bottoms, a Linkin Park black tee, and Glamour Kills flip flops. He approached the beach with a confident stride, passing the boardwalk and going straight onto the sand. Luckily for him, it wasn’t too busy – mostly because it was a breezier day and people were probably doing things elsewhere. It wasn’t completely empty though – it definitely had some business going on. He preferred going there at night mostly, but today was an exception that didn’t often happen.


On the beach he found an empty spot with not many people around where he laid his towel out and put his backpack beside him, pulling out a drink that he had in there. Yes, it was alcoholic. He eyed it for a moment, debating innerly whether or not he should wait to drink it. He came to the conclusion, that it being only eleven AM and drinking was probably not his brightest idea. He shoved it back in his backpack and put the bag on his towel, as well as his flip flops before he took off into the water. Hours passed, eventually, it was eight at night. He called Zack up and told him that he was going to have Kris pick them up because he didn’t feel like leaving yet, in fact, he wanted to stick around and just lay on the sand under the night stars. He did that exactly too; now figuring that it was safe to bring the alcohol back out, he began to drink on that, straight out of the bottle. Ryan was pretty used to doing that, even if it wasn’t the smartest thing to do, he wasn’t exactly the smartest guy. In this department anyway, he was pretty book-smart. He felt instantly relaxed from the drink and practically sunk into the sand. He didn’t expect anyone to show up that he knew, but he didn’t doubt the possibility. Ryan definitely wouldn’t mind someone showing up, he was actually pretty lonely after spending the day by himself, just wandering the beach and doing close to absolutely nothing.

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