Post by ALEXANDER RYAN JOHNSTON on Nov 28, 2010 14:14:05 GMT -5
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Alexander Ryan Johnston.
nineteen ,, los angeles, california ,, tour staff/photographer ,, bisexual ,, adorable ,, dougie poynter
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"oh hi there. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Alexander Ryan Johnston. My first name was decided by my father, while my middle name was decided by my mother. My father chose the first name Alexander because he wanted his first name to go on. My mother chose the name Ryan because that was her favorite name for a boy. "
"I recently just turned nineteen while being on this tour. I saw flyers hanging around my town for the need of a photographer for the tour. I decided to call up the manager of the tour and they hired me. That manager recently got into a car accident and passed away. We had become very good friends and I was upset to see them go. My birthday falls on the sixteenth of june."
"My occupation on this tour is the photographer. I am not the photographer for any specific band, I am the photographer for the entire tour. My job is to take photos at the shows and of the bands and send them out to magazines."
"Some people say that I look like the celebrity Dougie Poynter, but I always tell them that I simply look like myself. My appearance has changed over the past five years. Currently, I stand at a height of five feet, eight inches. I have blazing blue eyes that are filled with honesty and pure, raw emotion. I am usually seen wearing t-shirts, hats, and jeans.[ color=6E9E72]"
"My personality is very simple really. I am straight up honest to your face unless I am trying to protect you. I’ve found that harms people more than helping them so I try not to do that. I am a very loving person and if you are a friend in need, I will try to help you through the tough times. I am a good listener and like to be there for someone when they are emotionally broken down."
" I was born on the sixteenth of june in the year nineteen ninety one. I was born along with my twin sister Elizabeth Lily Johnston. Because I was a lot bigger in my mother’s womb, I had somehow flipped myself and gotten my feet and hands tangled up in the umbilical cord. The doctor’s had to give her a c-section to get me out of the womb.
Soon after naming us, the nurse took our handprints and footprints and then they put us into our baskets and wheeled us into the nursery. We were placed right next to each other and even though we were asleep, my sister and I held hands. The nurse took a picture of this and gave it to our parents to keep.
As we got older, our parents only grew more loving and more supportive of our decisions. When we were both sixteen, we both decided to get tattoos done. We had been saving up our allowance for five years now to have enough money to get it done. We got our parents to sign the consent forms and our father went with us.
We both got matching tattoos on the bottomside of our wrists. Mine said her name, while hers said my name. I also got four other tattoos done. I got a star done on each ankle(one was red and the other was blue), the word athletes across the top of my foot, and a large space-themed scene - complete with rocket and lizard-skull - over my upper right chest. In the summer of 2007 I had the tattoo extended down my right arm."
hey, so i'm courtney. i've been roleplaying for five years now. as well as this character, i also play Shayla December Bennett. you can reach me by pm is fine if you need me for anything. i found NO VACANCY TOUR by ad. Tightly Bound and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:
Nessie sighed as she was at home that morning. She was in the house she shared with her parents about a mile away from the main house. She stretched and her blond curls fell over her face and she giggled and sat up shaking her head getting them out of her face. She stood up and her white nightgown fell to her knees and she walked over to her dresser. She pulled out a pair of jeans, t-shirt, and her undergarments. She set them on top of her dresser and walked back over to her bed. She made her bed and put all her pillows on it and then shut her blinds and took off her nightgown.
She put on her undergarments and her jeans and shirt. She grabbed her brush and brushed her hair out. She then split it in half and braided her hair into two french braids that reached just below her shoulderblades. She found her makeup and put on a lavender colored eyeshadow, black mascara and eyeliner, and glossed up her lips a light pink color. She painted her nails with sparkles and tugged on a pair of socks and pulled on her knee high black boots with heels over top of her jeans.
She walked down the steps into her livingroom and hugged her parents goodbye and walked over to the main house and went in the garage grabbing her helmet and jacket and put her jacket on and zipped it up. SHe then put the helmet on her head and buckled it beneath her chin. She walked over to her bike which she had just cleaned yesterday and she straddled it and put the key in the ignition. She turned her head seeing the rest of her extended family coming out to go to school.
She put her gloves on her hands and kicked her her bike to start it. She put the kickstand up and walked out of the garage. Reaching the driveway, she took off. She loved riding her bike in the summer, she loved feeling the breeze through her hair and shirt. She reached the school a few moments later and found her fmaily's usual parking spaces and parked hers in one. She walked into the school and over to her locker. She took off her helmet and put it in it along with her jacket and gloves. She grabbed her backpack filled with her classes for the semester. She walked off to her first class of the day which was english. She smiled at Mr. Tayler and sat in her seat and opened her English textbook and began to finish what she was reading for homework the night before. She looked up ten minutes later hearing her name. She saw a red haired girl walking over to her and she smiled gently. Hi. My name is Renesmee Cullen. What's yours?
She put on her undergarments and her jeans and shirt. She grabbed her brush and brushed her hair out. She then split it in half and braided her hair into two french braids that reached just below her shoulderblades. She found her makeup and put on a lavender colored eyeshadow, black mascara and eyeliner, and glossed up her lips a light pink color. She painted her nails with sparkles and tugged on a pair of socks and pulled on her knee high black boots with heels over top of her jeans.
She walked down the steps into her livingroom and hugged her parents goodbye and walked over to the main house and went in the garage grabbing her helmet and jacket and put her jacket on and zipped it up. SHe then put the helmet on her head and buckled it beneath her chin. She walked over to her bike which she had just cleaned yesterday and she straddled it and put the key in the ignition. She turned her head seeing the rest of her extended family coming out to go to school.
She put her gloves on her hands and kicked her her bike to start it. She put the kickstand up and walked out of the garage. Reaching the driveway, she took off. She loved riding her bike in the summer, she loved feeling the breeze through her hair and shirt. She reached the school a few moments later and found her fmaily's usual parking spaces and parked hers in one. She walked into the school and over to her locker. She took off her helmet and put it in it along with her jacket and gloves. She grabbed her backpack filled with her classes for the semester. She walked off to her first class of the day which was english. She smiled at Mr. Tayler and sat in her seat and opened her English textbook and began to finish what she was reading for homework the night before. She looked up ten minutes later hearing her name. She saw a red haired girl walking over to her and she smiled gently. Hi. My name is Renesmee Cullen. What's yours?
