Post by [T a y l o r ..C o o p e r..] on Aug 1, 2006 16:55:05 GMT
Surname;; Cooper
Forenames;;Taylor Kamryn
Age;;Twenty-One
Physical Appearance;;A goregous smile, Hazel Eyes, That just happen to twinkle slightly whenever you bring the good out in her. She has the long blonde hair, light almost Plaitnum blonde hair to be exact.
Guys fall for her, she's never once had a problem with that fact, in fact she loves that guys fall for her even if it is just for her looks. Her hair color might change throughout the years from Blonde to a light Brown Color, But whatev she looks good in Both, She even looks like a model, Well who wouldn't want to look like a Model. She has a very slim Build, a Nice Chest, Well toned body color, Slightly tan, And manicured Finger nails and toe nails.
Personality;;Taylor, How can you really explain Taylor, Well first off she can be a bratty little bitch whenever she doesn't get what she wants. She's a daddy's girl, getting everything she wants always having her way. She's a very spoiled 'slut', But then you can bring out the good in Taylor, by doing what she wants or just being nice to her, Although She most likley wont like you if all you do is just be nice to her and you don't do anything for her.
But theres the other caring, Sensitive side to Taylor. She can be a good person, She donates to charity often, but a very little amount to charity like maybe a thousand dollars a year and by Charity she means poor little kids. She will most likley show her sensitive side, but if she doesn't like you its the Rude Taylor for you.
Background;;First Off Lets give you a quick preview of how Yasmin Shairze (Italian and German) and Thomas Cooper (Australian) met.
On a cold day in Feburary, 21 year old Thomas J. Cooper decided to take a little walk around the park across the street from his Apartment in Sydney Australia. While walking around he saw a distant face that looked nothing as to an Australian Woman, He walked up to her, Introduced himself and Smiled. Yasmin Introduced herself to.
Yasmin Explained she was German and Italian. Thomas was very intrigued by how well natured she was. They went out for about 3 years before Thomas finally popped the question on November Twenty-Eieth. They got married a year later.
Taylor was born 19 Years ago, Se was the little Princess, From the day she was born to this very day, Infact her birthday was on April fifth. She was the Prettist girl in her parents eyes, and she still is the prettist young woman in her parents eyes. She smiled all the time when growing up.
At the age of five she went to Kindergarten and made sure she was the Most pretty and most popular Five year old in school and that Prettist and most Popular thing carried on throughout Elementary school.
She went into the 7th grade at age 13, her first year of middle school, She had to work to get her status of Popular and pretty, although she never amounted to Most pretty and most popular in school, but she just ewanted to be pretty and popular, she got good grades.
One day after school, She and her friends were walking, One pulled out a pack of ciggerettes, her boyfriend to be exact. He asked her if she wanted a stick and she did what every other person did, she took a stick. She was addicted and amounted to about 40 sticks a week, She knew it was bad, She decided to quite her habbit at the age 15, and she did.
Job;;Model (Hopefully)
School/College/University;;College/University
Pets;;Two Horses, Whisper-Dutch Warmblood and Perfection (Tempo)-Thoroughbred
Sample Post;;Hazel eyes looked out across the long line of people. She slowly got out of the cab she was in and paid the man, and gave a polite 'thank you' before standing in the long line herself. She smiled and waved at people as they walked by. Her short black dress reached to about halfway to her knee, She pulled it up, it was one of her friends that decided Emilie De Ravin had to go out this very night and wear such a stupid outfit, She thought only whores wore these outfits, but eh....nothing could go wrong, unless it rained while she was waiting.
So far no one had enetered the line after her. Emilie smiled pushing her long blonde hair behind her shoulder. Finally the line moved up a bit and still no one stood behind her, how odd.
Hearing voices from infront of everybody, naturally she leaned over and looked out. She couldn't make out whom the person was that was yelling at the guard but he looked oddly familiar. "God Damn it, this is holding us up" She whispered under her breath, and pushing a Piece of hair behind her ear. The young man, she noticed, had begun to walk to the back of the queue. When he got close enough, She still couldn't really recongnize him 'till one thought re entered her head. "Oh Crap" She mouthed to herself, realizing that Ashley was standing right behind her.
He probably wouldn't reconginize her at all, untill he got inside, but She would run to the bar as usual, the only times she would ever have any achcolol was at the club. She kept her head facing the opposite direction from Ashley, feeling bad about what had happened that particular night that she let herself go.
Emilie sighed, he had began talking, how was she to respond if she didn't want him to reconginze her? Ah well, she'd have to respond sooner or later. She didn't turn around but she did reply. "Oh I'd say 15 maybe.....20 minutes" She said not pretending to be someone else, she was hoping he wouldn't recongnize her voice, I mean Acohol can prevent you from remember what they sound like right.
She stood there eyeing him out of the corner of her eye, he was leaning up against the wall, trying to, well it looked like he was trying to hit on her, Didn't he have a girlfriend? And a Kid?
"I guess not, considering no one has gotten in yet" She said calmly and taking a step forward. She was getting a tiny bit angry that he couldn't figure out who she was. "Yeah I know who you are I can't believe this, you can't remember who I am?" She said turning around finally, She wanted to say she wasn't a fan of his but that would be lying, she never lied. She gave him two seconds, and only two seconds to see her face before she turned back around. She shook her head as the line moved up, She followed the line.
Was she the one who was supposed to feel gulity, because she did feel guilty? Wasn't it him she should be angry with and not herself?
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Forenames;;Taylor Kamryn
Age;;Twenty-One
Physical Appearance;;A goregous smile, Hazel Eyes, That just happen to twinkle slightly whenever you bring the good out in her. She has the long blonde hair, light almost Plaitnum blonde hair to be exact.
Guys fall for her, she's never once had a problem with that fact, in fact she loves that guys fall for her even if it is just for her looks. Her hair color might change throughout the years from Blonde to a light Brown Color, But whatev she looks good in Both, She even looks like a model, Well who wouldn't want to look like a Model. She has a very slim Build, a Nice Chest, Well toned body color, Slightly tan, And manicured Finger nails and toe nails.
Personality;;Taylor, How can you really explain Taylor, Well first off she can be a bratty little bitch whenever she doesn't get what she wants. She's a daddy's girl, getting everything she wants always having her way. She's a very spoiled 'slut', But then you can bring out the good in Taylor, by doing what she wants or just being nice to her, Although She most likley wont like you if all you do is just be nice to her and you don't do anything for her.
But theres the other caring, Sensitive side to Taylor. She can be a good person, She donates to charity often, but a very little amount to charity like maybe a thousand dollars a year and by Charity she means poor little kids. She will most likley show her sensitive side, but if she doesn't like you its the Rude Taylor for you.
Background;;First Off Lets give you a quick preview of how Yasmin Shairze (Italian and German) and Thomas Cooper (Australian) met.
On a cold day in Feburary, 21 year old Thomas J. Cooper decided to take a little walk around the park across the street from his Apartment in Sydney Australia. While walking around he saw a distant face that looked nothing as to an Australian Woman, He walked up to her, Introduced himself and Smiled. Yasmin Introduced herself to.
Yasmin Explained she was German and Italian. Thomas was very intrigued by how well natured she was. They went out for about 3 years before Thomas finally popped the question on November Twenty-Eieth. They got married a year later.
Taylor was born 19 Years ago, Se was the little Princess, From the day she was born to this very day, Infact her birthday was on April fifth. She was the Prettist girl in her parents eyes, and she still is the prettist young woman in her parents eyes. She smiled all the time when growing up.
At the age of five she went to Kindergarten and made sure she was the Most pretty and most popular Five year old in school and that Prettist and most Popular thing carried on throughout Elementary school.
She went into the 7th grade at age 13, her first year of middle school, She had to work to get her status of Popular and pretty, although she never amounted to Most pretty and most popular in school, but she just ewanted to be pretty and popular, she got good grades.
One day after school, She and her friends were walking, One pulled out a pack of ciggerettes, her boyfriend to be exact. He asked her if she wanted a stick and she did what every other person did, she took a stick. She was addicted and amounted to about 40 sticks a week, She knew it was bad, She decided to quite her habbit at the age 15, and she did.
Job;;Model (Hopefully)
School/College/University;;College/University
Pets;;Two Horses, Whisper-Dutch Warmblood and Perfection (Tempo)-Thoroughbred
Sample Post;;Hazel eyes looked out across the long line of people. She slowly got out of the cab she was in and paid the man, and gave a polite 'thank you' before standing in the long line herself. She smiled and waved at people as they walked by. Her short black dress reached to about halfway to her knee, She pulled it up, it was one of her friends that decided Emilie De Ravin had to go out this very night and wear such a stupid outfit, She thought only whores wore these outfits, but eh....nothing could go wrong, unless it rained while she was waiting.
So far no one had enetered the line after her. Emilie smiled pushing her long blonde hair behind her shoulder. Finally the line moved up a bit and still no one stood behind her, how odd.
Hearing voices from infront of everybody, naturally she leaned over and looked out. She couldn't make out whom the person was that was yelling at the guard but he looked oddly familiar. "God Damn it, this is holding us up" She whispered under her breath, and pushing a Piece of hair behind her ear. The young man, she noticed, had begun to walk to the back of the queue. When he got close enough, She still couldn't really recongnize him 'till one thought re entered her head. "Oh Crap" She mouthed to herself, realizing that Ashley was standing right behind her.
He probably wouldn't reconginize her at all, untill he got inside, but She would run to the bar as usual, the only times she would ever have any achcolol was at the club. She kept her head facing the opposite direction from Ashley, feeling bad about what had happened that particular night that she let herself go.
Emilie sighed, he had began talking, how was she to respond if she didn't want him to reconginze her? Ah well, she'd have to respond sooner or later. She didn't turn around but she did reply. "Oh I'd say 15 maybe.....20 minutes" She said not pretending to be someone else, she was hoping he wouldn't recongnize her voice, I mean Acohol can prevent you from remember what they sound like right.
She stood there eyeing him out of the corner of her eye, he was leaning up against the wall, trying to, well it looked like he was trying to hit on her, Didn't he have a girlfriend? And a Kid?
"I guess not, considering no one has gotten in yet" She said calmly and taking a step forward. She was getting a tiny bit angry that he couldn't figure out who she was. "Yeah I know who you are I can't believe this, you can't remember who I am?" She said turning around finally, She wanted to say she wasn't a fan of his but that would be lying, she never lied. She gave him two seconds, and only two seconds to see her face before she turned back around. She shook her head as the line moved up, She followed the line.
Was she the one who was supposed to feel gulity, because she did feel guilty? Wasn't it him she should be angry with and not herself?
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