OLEANDER, chandler kelby

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CHANDLER KELBY OLEANDER.
you and i should meet.

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(credit to photobucket for the picture above. ^^)

GAZE INTO HER KILLING JAR
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name: chandler kelby oleander.
age: nineteen.
birthday: january thirtieth.
band name: break bones break hearts.
position: lead singer.
play by: brittany flickinger.

LOOK IN MY EYES.

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likes: shutter shades, one night stands, food, her bandmates, video games (pac-man ftw), singing, rocking out, watching movies, having fun, clubs, guys, guys, guys (was guys mentioned?), talking, sharpies
dislikes: fakes, heartbreakers, her biological parents, love, being philophobic, her nervous breakdown + drinking problem, being held back, having health issues, umbrellas, pens, people who like to take her froggy away from her bunk, sluts, haters
habits: biting fingernails, sleeping with a stuffed animal frog, and singing in the shower.
secrets: she has foster parents. she has no idea about her biological parents. she was also once an orphan.
overall personality: "first off, i'm not the kind of girl that you want your son to date. i'm rarely ever sweet and nice, unless you're my friend. if i'm your friend, i'm sort of nice. i'm quite blunt, and i'm not afraid to tell you that you look like a slut or you look horrible. i'm just telling people the truth; no harm, no foul, right? i'll also warn you that i'm sarcastic girl. remarking what people say the opposite, if you don't understand right away. hey, at least i don't call you rude nicknames; that's just not me. that's mean. hah. i'm the party animal as well. i like to have fun and party. but i don't drink. unless i'm depressed. or having a nervous breakdown. don't be surprised when you find me at a bar or at a club; clubs are my second home from home. any club is my home. so, yeah.

some people know this, and some people don't, but i have a phobia of love. philophobia is what it's called. i'm afraid of falling in love. if i have develop a massive crush on someone, i'll freak out. i'll sometimes have nervous breakdowns, some more worse than others (here is where how much i drink comes in because sometimes i pass out...). sometimes i won't talk or be shy towards that person. i know that it's unexpected with the way i normally act, but i'm just afraid of trusting someone to love me. i've been cheated before. it's a long story that i'd rather not tell. anyway, love has not always been my thing. one night stands are a 'yes' in my book. this also happens a lot during my nervous breakdowns; alcohol can do funny things to me. heh. i'm not proud of it either. so, if you see me crying in a corner or passed out or drinking, philophobia took over me."

I'M AN ADDICT FOR DRAMATICS
i confuse the two for love

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mom: feliclity regina oleander (foster parent), fifty
dad: peter ian oleander (foster parent), fourty-eight
siblings: lake, eight; kylen, eleven
other important figures: ashlyn tina pawowski, thirty-eight, biological mother
overall history: chandler has not had the best history ever, but it's not the worst. her life started off as a little girl in a young family. her mother was nineteen when she had chandler; her father, twenty. they were going through college trying to take care of their kid, refusing to give up their only child together. the couple was so confident that they'd keep up with their schoolwork and take care of chandler that they engaged, expecting a bright and better future. unfortunately, chandler's mother was failing college and her classes. she knew that she wouldn't be able to get a job by dropping out of college. chandler's father couldn't do anything either because he was sruggling, too. so, sadly, they dropped her off at an orphanage, hoping for her to have a better life and future. it was a sad departure from each other, but it's what the young couple had to do.

luckily, two years later, chandler was adopted by felcity and peter oleander, who willingly took her in as their only child for a while. she was pretty spoiled, receiving pretty much everything she wanted and refused what she didn't want. her foster parents were happy, but she, herself, was not. she began realizing, at the age of seven to eight, that she didn't resemble anyone in her family. this was after her little sister was born, kylen. she fell into a depression. but with the help of her high school friends, she was a little happier and a little more satisfied. they got her into music, and that kept her off track with all her thoughts swirling in her head. after high school, she and her best friends went to join a tour. it was the best thing that ever happened to her. just hopefully she won't do anything stupid...
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wynnie was super sleepy that morning. being out around tour grounds in the middle of the night, meeting people, was a bit of a tiring experience. she shouldn't have done that. so, now sitting in front of a computer screen, drool starting to come out of her mouth, wynnie was about to fall asleep. well, it didn't help that she slept for about three to four hours during the night. she seriously regretted meeting people last night because she really felt like falling asleep again, but the computer screen was so bright that wynnie couldn't go to sleep right there and then. she was also really bored out of her mind. so, finally, she could handle staying awake anymore. wynnie closed her eyes, her palm holding up her face. though, the palm of her hand didn't hold her head up well because after a few seconds, wynnie's head pulled down. suddenly, she fell out of her seat with a loud thud.

after that sudden occurance, wynnie scared herself. after touching the floor, not only did she suddenly feel in pain, but that was the signal to wake up and just start the day. groaning as she pushed herself up off the ground, wynnie lazily got up, not really wanting to get up off the floor. once she was standing on her two feet, she walked slowly to her bunk to open her suitcase to find some clothes to wear for the day. since it was supposed to be pretty warm outside today, wynnie found a nice teal sleeveless shirt. along with that, she found her old worn out shorts she had for a long while. she also had her favorite teal uggs and her teal sprial bangle to go with her outfit for today. wynnie tried to find her checkered hat with teal and gray, but she remembered that she didn't pack hats because she was such in a hurry to get to phoenix to be on the tour. plus, her mom was stirring in her sleep, which meant to wynnie to get out of the house quickly before anyone knew she was sneaking out.

so, wynnie changed out of her dark green tee and her black sweatpants in her fresh and new outfit she picked out for the day. she changed her clothes carefully, knowing the clumsy self she is that she might fall over or something. plus, wynnie was still sleepy after hitting the floor, so she didn't know what leg to put in what hole of her jean shorts. once she did finally get dressed into her designated outfit, wynnie lazily trudged through to the bathroom. she quickly splashed water on her face to awaken her just a little more. once the cold water touched her face, wynnie felt wide awake. she dried her face with the towel closest to her and started applying makeup. back home, she was banned from wearing any makeup. but before she snuck away from home, wynnie bought some different colored eyeshadows, mascara, and one shade of lipstick. so, she applied a teal eyeshadow color to her eyelids lightly. then, she applied mascara. when she realized one of her eyelashes was clumpy, wynnie stopped applying the mascara, irritated. she hated clumpy eyelashes. well, she just thought that whoever was going to see her was going to deal.

once she was finished, wynnie decided to try this again and go on to the computer without falling asleep. now that she was mostly awake now after splashing cold water on her face, wynnie logged into the chatbox. she noticed that lilith, from the best part, and miles, from end of the alphabet, we're conversing in the box. they invited her to get coffee with them. wynnie was so excited about it because she loved coffee, and once she realized that miles was going, she automatically would've said 'yes', even if it wasn't coffee. anxious to meet them there, wynnie logged off the computer and quickly ran to the bunks and grabbed her purse from on her bunk. gleefully, she walked quickly to the other side of the bus. she slowed her pace near the bus's steps because she was known for tripping up and down on them. careful not to fall flat on her face, like she almost did the other day, wynnie stepped down the stairs and onto the ground. she then closed to door and hurried off to see lilith and miles.

wynnie loved coffee. even though it made her stay a petite five feet tall, she loved how it perked her up to get started on the day. it just woke her up. so, she walked quickly to the hard rock cafe, where she'd be meeting lilith and miles for coffee. the place was about a few blocks away from where all the tour buses were located, so it wasn't that far of a walk for wynnie. though, it was always good to get a little exercise and some fresh air. she needed to keep her skinny figure so she could keep up with people. plus, wynnie couldn't bare being the slightest bit fat. so, walking was a good thing for her to do.

once the hard rock cafe was set into her view, wynnie half-ran to the cafe, though she might've looked like she was a completely dorky teenager, but she didn't care. but wynnie stopped running was when she arrived at the front entrance of the cafe. wynnie noticed people were sitting outside, drinking coffee and surfing the internet. she looked around for a girl with the name lilith, who looked identical to the picture in the chat. she also looked for a guy named miles, who looked identical to his picture in the chat. fortunately, she found a girl with dark hair and red highlights in her hair. wynnie knew that that ought to be lilith. it looked like her significantly. so, with glee, wynnie skipped over to the girl and said, "hi! i'm wynnie. are you lilith?" that would've been embarrassing if that really wasn't lilith.

I DONT WANNA KNOW ABOUT EVIL

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name/alias: pb.
age: optional.
experience: probably a few years and months.
password: admin edit.

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this was made by heather. lyrics came from tons of bands, so yeah. dont steal or she will send boo the ghost to eat your face and your mothers face.