JOHNSON, gabi marie

[gabijohnson]

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JOHNSON, gabi m a r i e

molly morris -- gabi marie johnson

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

name: Brandiiii(:
age: Sixteeeen.
roleplaying experience: Four year, foooo.
roleplaying sample:

Effy slowly made her way to the park, running a hand through her dark hair in a bored way. It always seemed that she made her way 'slowly' to places, probably because the poor girl was so short that her tiny legs wouldn't let her go faster than a slow pace. Anything faster would seem like a run to her, and she hated running.

Effy's eyes glanced down at her bright yellow Converse before going back to where she was walking. The Park was finally coming into sight. It was fairly chilly, but of course Effy had forgotten a jacket. Though, that didn't bother her much. She enjoyed the cold as long as it was like freaking below zero or something. The girl crossed her arms over her chest and looked around as she reached the park. It seemed like there was about three kids there and a mother and as she looked around further she saw someone sitting at the top of the slide. She decided that she wouldn't bother anyone. She opened the gate, stepping in before letting the gate swing closed on it's own. It was a bit louder than she expected but the mother didn't seem to notice. It looked like she was watching the little kids and the other guy on the slide.

Effy doubted that they were all together, well at least the kids and the other guy on the top of the slide. The small girl made her way to a swing. She absolutely loved swings. They were pretty much her life. Well, not really, she just said that about everything. But she sat down in it, watching everyone around her. Her mind kind of drifted off until she started to hear things around her, she guessed it was about ten minutes later or something like that. She wasn't sure. But her eyes snapped up at the scene before her on the slide.

Effy raised her eyebrows slightly, watching as the older guy grabbed hold of the younger boy's shirt when he climbed up the ladder. She smirked as she faintly heard what the older guy said, her blue eyes watching as the mother started to come up to them. She held back a laugh at her expression and watched as they begin to leave. Effy jumped out of the swing and began to walk up to the guy, with no clue of what she would say but she just thought that was great.

"Aww, that wasn't very nice," Effy said playfully, with a smirk on her face once she reached the slide. She looked up at the guy on the top of the slide and kicked the ground with the toe of her shoe gently. "But I probably would have done the same thing." It was true, but she probably wouldn't have been near as intimidating to that kid, mainly because, well, she's a girl and she has a waaay worse bark than her bite. Meaning she can talk a lot of shit but she can't do anything about it. She watched him as she waited to see what he would say to her.

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

full name: Gabi Marie Johnson.
nickname: Gab, Gabs, shawty.
age: Eighteen.
band, position: Barbie The Dyke, rhythm guitar.
sexual orientation: Says she's bisexual, but really straight.
hometown: Portland, Oregon.

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

how did you get here: " Hi there! Well, I guess we'll start off with the simple stuff. I'm Gabi! Yes, just Gabi. It's not short for anything like Gabriella or something . . . just Gabi. But people find a way to make is shorter by calling me Gabs or Gab sometimes. Oh some people call me shawty too. Because I'm short. Get it? I don't mind the nicknames. It makes me feel special. I'm eighteen and my favorite color is light light blue. I dye my hair a lot, but I always seem to go back to blonde. But none of that is really relevant is it?

I guess I wanted to be in a band just to get away from my parents, and that seemed like the best way to do it. You know, instead of college or all those other options. I wanted to get away from my parents because they would just never let me do what I wanted to do. They would always make me stay home when my friends went out. They didn't trust me.

But I grew to like playing the guitar and I finally became of this band called Barbie The Dyke. Funny name, huh? I like it though. It makes me giggle. Anyway, it's an all girls band and I quickly figured out that they liked to party and be all sexual and such. The parting, I like. I'll smoke weed and drink just like the next person on tour. But the sex part . . . that's more iffy. Well, honestly, I lie about it. I'm a fake when it comes to that, pretty much. Yep, that's right! I'm a virgin. I lie about all my hook ups and I wear those, well really not a lot of clothes at all to fit in with the rest of Barbie The Dyke. I guess I lie pretty well, because it doesn't seem to me like the other members suspect a thing! Great, right? If they ever found out, I'm sure they'll be pissed. Ugh, and maybe even suggest that I belong in that band Baby Circus. No no no no. That won't happen, right? They'll never know and I'll just go along with my virgin self until I find someone good enough. Not like I haven't had plenty of offers . . . just, I'm not ready for that yet. And to stop rumors from spreading about that, I distract the guys I'm with with something else. It's not that hard to distract them. "

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

likes:
[X] Nicknames.
[X] Her guitar.
[X] Shows.
[X] Tours.
[X] Buses.
[X] Crowds.
[X] Parties.
[X] Drinking.
[X] Weed.
[X] Candy.
[X] Music.
dislikes:
[X] Mean people.
[X] People that try to force her into something.
[X] Fighting.
[X] Jeans that aren't skinny jeans.
[X] Ugly people.
[X] Cotton candy.
[X] The color brown.
[X] PC computers.
[X] MySpace.
[X] Jerks.