STRIFE, cloud

[CLOUD STRIFE,]

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STRIFE, cloud

alex evans -- cloud strife

whats that in your head?
"a simple melody".

name: brielle ;]
age: 15 ;]
roleplaying experience: 3 years?
roleplaying sample:

Oh, wonderful. Somebody had witnessed this highly embarrassing moment. Cloud wasn't all that big on pride, but when people saw cuts on his body that weren't self-inflicted, he felt sort of.. dumb. It was a different kind of pain, as well. Cloud wasn't sure that he liked it as much. It made him feel weak rather than strong. The pain was cold, and it throbbed. When a blade was used, it tingled, and felt hot. There was some meaning behind the slices on his wrists. But there was absolutely no meaning behind this. He fell from a tree. His affinity is better reactions. Yet he managed. To fall. From a tree. After years of living in a forest, killing bears, and attacking unwanted evil little plants. It was just shameful.

“You okay there?”

"Yep," Cloud nodded slowly, forcing a smile, and continuing to walk away, hoping that this guy wouldn't bully him for ages if he didn't see his face properly. He looked down at the ground, letting his long, black fringe fall in his eyes, blocking his sight slightly. He watched his step as best he could, afraid that he'd trip up at any moment and make himself look like even more of an idiot than before, if possible.

“Either you just fell from that tree, or... You just fell from that tree.”

Way to rub it in Cloud's face. It sort of sounded like the guy was trying to be nice, though. His tone was more joking than mocking. So maybe he wasn't here to bully him? Better safe than sorry, though.

"Yeah. I fell from the tree.. Lost my balance." He shrugged, and then continued to walk away, trying to escape this potential bully.

“Either or, you look like you’re in pain. And I totally have a cure for it.”

How annoying and persistent was this guy?! Cloud rolled his eyes, while facing away from the fledgling, but then turned around again, putting a more serene and forcibly happy expression on his face.

The red held out some fruit loops to Cloud. Fruit Loops? Were they supposed to make Cloud happy? Maybe they would.. Cloud had never actually tried them before. There were so many foods that Cloud had never tasted. It sucked, sometimes. But everything in life sucked, so, it was something that he just learned to live with. He wanted to try this new food, though. It'd be something new, and a potential favorite food of Cloud's.

"Uhh, thanks," Cloud muttered, taking a few of the fruit loops and popping them into his mouth. They tasted surprisingly good. They may look like colored cardboard, but they tasted a lot better. They were really, really sweet at first. Then the flavor died down a little, and tasted more like a cereal. Weird. But nice.

"Wow. These are good. I've never had a sugary cereal before. Shockingly delicious. Thanks, by the way. Not just for the fruit loops. But for helping me. Nobody ever does." Cloud was shocked at his own tone of voice. usually he just mumbled, and didn't really talk to people. But now, he was hearing his actual voice for the first time in a long time. It was different. Was it nice? He wasn't sure. It wasn't like him, anyway. Maybe it was the happiness of this random guy who had come to help him.

"I'm Cloud Strife," he didn't exactly smile, but he had a kind expression. Cloud felt the need to introduce himself to this guy. Not only because he tried to help Cloud out when he was in pain (not that Cloud needed or wanted helping), but because he seemed nice. He was quite hot, too. Not the sort of guy that Cloud would usually go for, but definitely good looking. "An you are..?"

when you think things are getting better
"remember we're best friends for never".

full name: Cloud Strife
nickname: -
age: 24
band, position: 420 Departure, Photographer
sexual orientation: Bisexual
hometown: LA

this is the way out!
"this is my home now".

how did you get here: Ugh. Prepare to hear about my shit life. Me and my twin sister were born by an apparently beautiful and loving mother. But she died a few hours after giving birth to us. So we had no mother, and were raised by a really shit dad who didn't have a clue what he was doing.

So me and my sister pretty much took care of ourselves. Enrolled ourselves into school, and took ourselves everywhere. I don't even think my dad noticed when we weren't around, so we could out and party every day if we wanted. And that is exactly what we did. We liked to camp out in weird forests, especially in Autumn, because nobody was ever around so we could get as wasted as we wanted, and there were often magic mushrooms around. So it's like.. free drugs. I always wondered why everyone didn't do it to be honest.

I loved music, and I loved taking photographs. Photography and art were my hobbies for a long time. They were probably the only productive thing I ever did. So I went to university and studied photography. I mainly took pictures of my friends, who always seemed to be exceptionally beautiful. Then I ran into a band who needed a photographer. I thought it was kinda perfect, since I loved both music and photography.

I quickly learned that they were all complete pot heads, and that was a bonus. Smoking and drinking was pretty much what they did for fun. I, of course, felt obliged to join in. There was one girl in the group, and she was really hot. I.. had fun with her a lot, but couldn't help but suspect that she 'had fun' with anyone she could get her hands on. They guys in the band were pretty hot too.. I've never really been sure if any of them are interested in that sort of thing though. Safer not to ask.

I try to be kind, and I hang in the shadows a lot of the time. I'm sort of the quiet one of the bunch. That isn't a hard job though when you look at the band. Most of them are really up front, and every second is a party to them. Swear to god their motto should just be 'fuck life', because they're practically throwing it away. But then again, so am I, with all the shit I take..

All the same, life is g o o d

we're on a misson
"and we'll take our time".

likes:
-art
-photography
-listening
-music
-drugs
-sex
-blood
-parties
-silence
-blaring noise
dislikes:
-death
-large crowd of unknown people
-throwing life away
-moths
-hard work
-math
-crowd-followers
-sluts