Post by AVARON AMBRA CRETLIC. on Nov 6, 2010 23:00:54 GMT -5
AVARON AMBRA CRETLIC
"Hello, I'm Avaron Ambra Cretlic. I have a second middle name, Allia, but I don't put that into my name. I was born on July 30 in 1993, making me seveteen years old. I am bisexual, and proud. My likes include sweets, all types of art mostly music, learning, being alone, nature stormy days, rainy days, quiet and quiet people. My dislikes include whores, idiots, wannabes, loudness and loud people. I know that this is a music camp and it gets loud, but there is a certain level of loud that I just cannot take.
Well, for my history it's not that great. My mother and father were both born into very posh families. My mother's side being French and my father's being Canadian I learn English and French, along with Spanish and Latin. I am spoiled rotten, and get everything I want. My whole family is very musical, which makes me musical. I can play both the saxophone and violin, as well as sing, but I specialize in piano. My parents say I'm practically professional, but I have to disagree with them, as I barely amount to my great grandmother, who is by far, the best piano player I have ever heard.
I am very close to my mother and great grandmother, not so much with the males in my family though. As they tend to play more wild instruments, like drums, electric guitars and so on. My family says I'm to serious, but really they haven't even seen the really me. I have to different personalities. A wild and cheerful me and the serious and stoic me, which I separate into my life. As well as that, I'm a sweet addict, a crazy sweet addict, I practically go crazy when I'm around candy. I tend to over-react, am a perfectionist and am a tree-hugger. I am freely open, but can't keep a secret because of that. "
hello, i'm Kathy, and i'm fifteen years old.
i've been roleplay for less then a year. i'm using Rachele Brooke Smith.
She would be filed under a whatever group you see fit and her main instrument is the piano.
i found JBC through Hogwarts RPG.
Avaron gently fingered the keys of the piano. Her body ached to play, but she wouldn't. No, more like she couldn't. She was walking around on the weekend and tripped, some how, some way. She had broken two fingers and a thumb. She was starting to think that God hated her, but she quickly pushed that thought to the farthest corner of her brain. She really didn't want God hating on her.
She thought about what she would play if she was able to Mozart? Bach? Probably something classical and slow. Maybe even sad, she didn't really know at the moment. And then, she thought of something. She sat down on the bench and placed her left hand on the piano. She started playing the first grade version of Mary had a Little Lamb, and then Hot Crossed Buns. She sighed, it just wasn't the same. The doctors told her she could play for a week, that practically brought her to tears.
"A week without playing!" She wailed loudly.
Tears started coming out, as well as the sobs. She was such a drama queen. And then another idea popped into her head, the tears stopped, as well as the sobs. She straightened herself up and started to play. She only pressed her broken fingers gently on the keys. She loved the sound of the piano ring threw her eyes, it was followed by a crack and some more screaming. She had just broken a finger more so, her mother saw going to scream at her.