Post by RONNIE LYNN ACKERMAN, on Jan 1, 2011 20:02:33 GMT -5
ACKERMAN, ronnie l y n n
christina perri -- ronnie lynn ackerman
christina perri -- ronnie lynn ackerman
whats that in your head?
"a simple melody".
"a simple melody".
name: dia
age: sixteen
roleplaying experience: four years
roleplaying sample:Cecilia was one to be a creeper, she was never one of those girls that followed boys around trying to get their attention. She normally didn’t even get mad when boys wouldn’t call her back, or text her. But Nico knew how to make a girl nervous. She hadn’t heard from in a few days and it had driven her crazy. Her texts had gone unanswered and he was a no-show at her merch table, where he would always bring her lunch or something. Cecilia knew he wasn’t dead since someone from his band probably would have mentioned his absence. So that either meant he was coked out of his mind and stuck in the bus, or he was insanely busy. Cecilia either way wanted to go check up on him, since going three days without hearing from Nico just made her feel unbalanced.
Cecilia didn’t spend too much time getting ready, she had just gotten back from her shift at the table and was still in her work get up. Today she had worn a rather vintage looking black lacey dress with teal chucks. Her dress had several rips in it, since she did buy it for a dollar at a thrift store. It was hot today, and Cecilia had been feeling like dressing up this morning. Now, however, after spending all day in the hot sun her hair had pretty much lost all the teasing from this morning and was now laying flat pressed against her head. Cecilia sighed and stared at herself in the mirror before leaving. Her eye makeup was smudgy at this point and some dirt smeared on her shoulder, probably from bumping into something at some point today. To sum it up, she was looking like a hot mess.
Not that she could care less to be honest, she was going over to Nico’s bus, not the red carpet. She bounced off of her bus back into the heat, skipping past the rows and rows of buses most of which were empty at the moment. Cecilia rarely went to Nico’s, she made him come over to her bus. Cecilia had the risk of running into Haylee over there and that normally ended with Nico dragged Cecilia out screaming. But she was going to hope that she was out playing a show, or fucking some guy or something along those lines. After reaching Nico’s bus Cecilia peered in the window looking for Haylee. After not seeing her anywhere she was going to just waltz in but the door was locked. Cecilia pulled on it all her child-like strength for a bit. She then slammed her fist into the door a few times “Nico?! Are you dead?” She yelled pretty loudly so she knew he would wake up if he was sleeping. She kept banging on the door long after she had yelled.
when you think things are getting better
"remember we're best friends for never".
"remember we're best friends for never".
full name: veronica lynn ackerman
nickname: ronnie, ron, lynn
age: eighteen
band, position: sure the lawyer, keyboards
sexual orientation: straight
hometown: austin texas
this is the way out!
"this is my home now".
"this is my home now".
how did you get here:
well i was born in texas. i have two sisters and a brother. my younger life was pretty regular honestly. we weren't poor or had a bit struggle. but when i was nine my dad died. it was strange for me but i think i took it better then most people in the house. i never felt like he liked me. my older brother and him had this relationship where they sang together and bonded. i remember sitting on my bedroom floor and hearing them sing above me. I sat there and screaming lyrics hoping they would hear me but no luck. i guess i never felt like me dad liked me so going on without him was easy.
my brother and me, because of that, have tension we don't talk about. he plays music of dad, and so do i. i just do it to get back at dad honestly. when i was sixteen i found my band on vacation in florida. i moved down there not long after because we really sounded good together. now we are on tour so...thats that.
we're on a misson
"and we'll take our time".
"and we'll take our time".
likes: music, being alone, friends, boys, attentions, peace, the sun, being active, rebelling, being quite, intelligent conversation, goofing off, biting
dislikes: crowds, girls that are loud, conventional looks, boys you try and sleep with her, girls that try and kiss her, cigarettes.