BLACKWELL, azizi madeline

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AZIZI MADELINE BLACKWELL
you and i should meet.

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GAZE INTO HER KILLING JAR
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name: azizi madeline blackwell.
age: twenty.
birthday: seventeenth of november.
band name: kickstart my heart.
position: keyboardist.
play by: philippa coliass.

LOOK IN MY EYES.

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likes: musicals, theatre, drama, playing keyboard, hanging with friends, anything kawaii, fashion, make-up, the occasional cigarette, floral patterns, damask patterns, STRIPES, jokes (corny or not).
dislikes: stuck up bitches, drunks, drug addicts, cheaters, players, coffee, anything sour, blood, the smell of hospitals.
habits: biting my nails, fixing my hair wherever possible, talking too much and giggling at even the lamest jokes.
secrets: both of my parents died when i was six.
overall personality: azizi is not your average girl. no way in hell. she's certainly odd. she hates anything to do with alcohol or drugs, yet ironically, she loves to smoke. she's loyal and resectful to her friends and family, but you really wouldn't want to get on her bad side, because she can and will beat you up, and if not that, then you will get rumours spread about you. she enjoys anything theatre or musical, especially the classics. she can be quite romantic, in her own way. her perfect date would be either cuddling on the sofa with the perfect guy, watching a horror movie of some sort, or going to some sort of musical or a concert. she's giggly and bubbly, and gets a little too talkative sometimes. but hey, it's natural. although, she shuts up if you drag her anywhere near blood, hospitals or into some sort of freaky place (this includes tight spaces). overall, she is a good person, with good intentions.

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

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mom: katherine blackwell. 24. deceased.
dad: jackson blackwell. 28. deaceased.
siblings: georgia blackwell. 16. student.
other important figures: none.
overall history:

azizi was born into a high up and wealthy family. they were well-known and had an amazing life. of course, this wasn't to be. as it turns out, they all had to move to another town, crenshaw heights, after azizi's father got a pay cut. oh joy. growing up there hadn't been exactly been easy either, with all the shootings and drug violence, as well as the recent murders. by the age of five, azizi's spotlight was taken by her little brat of a sister, georgia. her parents always fussed over her. ah, the joys of being an older sister.

when azizi was six, her evil, selfish wishes came true. her mother and father died after a horrific explosion at their home. luckily, georgia and azizi had been at their grandmother's tiny cottage in the country. they were forced to live there growing up from now on. and it was fucking torture. she was a sarcastic, moany bitch. who huffed and puffed if she didnt get her way and always had a bitchy remark to everything. i guess that the only upside was that she found a long lost cousin, emma blackwell. with her grandmother at the brink of death, azizi only ever had emma. even on her fucking deathbed her grandmother was a whiney bitch. eventually, azizi ran away. she got involved with drugs and alcohol and a really bad crowd. she soon got so carried away, drugs and drink almost killed her after an overdose.

it was a miracle she even survived. she wasnt meant to and she knew that. she turned her life around after that. no more drugs. no more alcohol. but smoking was allowed. she moved out, found a cute little flat of her own in norton shores. at sixteen years old, she met a group of people. they were trying to get famous, become a well-known band. she was instantly brought in as their keyboardist for her amazing talent. ever since 2006, they've been slowly rising to stardom. there's rumours that they could possibly even be the next all time low. now they're here at the tour, can azizi and the gang prove themselves worthy?

rp quote:

"I'm Kellis!," I grinned, wrapping my arms around her. "Nice to meet you."

"Haha, and it's great to meet someone who loves hugging at the first meeting too!" She smiled.

Man, were her eyes blue. I mean, full on teal. They were gorgeous.

"Dude, I so fucking want your eyes!" I sniggered, suddenly realizing how that might've sounded slightly perverted to a stranger. Oops?

She picked up her book, and folded it under her arm.

"Ew. How rude!," She sneered, then walked off. Before turning around and laughing her brains out. She had such a retarded laugh. Like me. "Nawh, I'm just messin'. There's this ton of girls like that at my school."

"What school?" I asked, fixing my hat

"Bay High?..." She stopped for a breath then her words suddenly came out at a thousand miles per hour. "DO NOT TELL ME YOU GO THERE TOO!?"

I nodded, giggling at her already big and cute eyes, that were now practically bulging out of her head. Who would've thought. We went to the same school and didn't even know each other.

And to add to the package, I could clearly tell by her bright blue shoes and colorful top that she loved to wear colorful things. Like me. Although, not to be bitchy, but I had a slightly better sense of style.

"So yeah, what do you think of the 'posh totties?'." She asked, somehow not caring she was soaking from the shoulders down.

"Uhm, first off, I think you need to get changed. I mean girl... I can see your spongebob brazzeer." I laughed

She gasped in horror and clasped my wrist.

"CRAP! Do you wanna come to my place? I totally made some cupcakes earlier, you'll love them."

"Did someone just say cupcakes? Anything with cupcakes, IM IN! I'm totally tagging along!" I giggled, as we both laughed.

With that, she gathered her things and we left MacAwley Park. Heading somewhere, which I presumed, would be her house.

I DONT WANNA KNOW ABOUT EVIL

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name/alias: shaun (shaunaynay :3)
age: thirteen years young!
experience: about 2-3 years
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.