Post by pearl on Nov 28, 2006 16:21:04 GMT -5
Status: A hired Other (not by conviction)
Name: Aaron Louis Parker
Age: 23 and don't get fooled by it. I am very mature! ... yeah *g* Mature, my ass!
Occupation back home: This and That. Make a list consisting of all jobs with the least reputation and you have a slight overview of what I did the last few years.
Appearance:
Nationality: Proud US American Citizen from LA California, City of Angels ... not refering to me in particular.
Residence: Otherville, not to be confused with Pleasantville. We are pretty coloured!
Skills: Well, besides my extraordinary good looks and charme I am intelligent and a pro in every kind of street combatant actions. Better ask someone else about a subjective rating.
Weaknesses/bad habits: Wow, are we getting kinda private there? I don't even got your first name hun. Weaknesses?! Talking to the wrong guy ... ask my sister But okay ... If I get offended I tend to be punchy and harsh ... kinda. Constantly seeking for approval by my beloved. Jesus, I just had an emotional insight!
Frequent moods/expressions: Funny, jokeing, pretending everything is alright. Not saying that it's not, girl!
Reason for flight: Someone was waving a contract in front of me saying that I had to. I was never good with saying "No" to a blonde guy named Pickett ...
Item from wreckage: What wreckage are we talking about? ME? Woman you have some nerves!
Personal thoughts: I was looking for a job in the worng place and look were it took me. Not that I am bothered by nature or getting dirty, which is actually my element, but those creepy new age rockerbillys, pretending there secluded live being a god given gift to them, are way to wacky ... even for me!
Now I am stuck on damned paradise island and there is no way out. I was always good at pretending so there you go ... no harm in acting like a righteous citizen of Wackyville / Coo Coo land.
Just a shame that my sister will never see me mowing lawn or painting a fence. I would only do that on a secluded island in the middle of the pacific where no civilized chick could see it anyway.
PS: Don't worry people Scott will get to play him if the others will get in contact with the survivors in this century.
Name: Aaron Louis Parker
Age: 23 and don't get fooled by it. I am very mature! ... yeah *g* Mature, my ass!
Occupation back home: This and That. Make a list consisting of all jobs with the least reputation and you have a slight overview of what I did the last few years.
Appearance:
Nationality: Proud US American Citizen from LA California, City of Angels ... not refering to me in particular.
Residence: Otherville, not to be confused with Pleasantville. We are pretty coloured!
Skills: Well, besides my extraordinary good looks and charme I am intelligent and a pro in every kind of street combatant actions. Better ask someone else about a subjective rating.
Weaknesses/bad habits: Wow, are we getting kinda private there? I don't even got your first name hun. Weaknesses?! Talking to the wrong guy ... ask my sister But okay ... If I get offended I tend to be punchy and harsh ... kinda. Constantly seeking for approval by my beloved. Jesus, I just had an emotional insight!
Frequent moods/expressions: Funny, jokeing, pretending everything is alright. Not saying that it's not, girl!
Reason for flight: Someone was waving a contract in front of me saying that I had to. I was never good with saying "No" to a blonde guy named Pickett ...
Item from wreckage: What wreckage are we talking about? ME? Woman you have some nerves!
Personal thoughts: I was looking for a job in the worng place and look were it took me. Not that I am bothered by nature or getting dirty, which is actually my element, but those creepy new age rockerbillys, pretending there secluded live being a god given gift to them, are way to wacky ... even for me!
Now I am stuck on damned paradise island and there is no way out. I was always good at pretending so there you go ... no harm in acting like a righteous citizen of Wackyville / Coo Coo land.
Just a shame that my sister will never see me mowing lawn or painting a fence. I would only do that on a secluded island in the middle of the pacific where no civilized chick could see it anyway.
PS: Don't worry people Scott will get to play him if the others will get in contact with the survivors in this century.