Post by ;daxton hallows on Apr 15, 2009 8:48:13 GMT -6
•daxtonmichellehallows•
•pullingthestrings•
*.name: tyty
*.age: 18
*.names of other characters on site: soon to come boo
*.contact info: dope.s.h.o.w@hotmail.com -msn
*.time zone/location: central/ms
*.canon or original: canon
•backtobasics•
*.name: Daxton Michelle Hallows
*.nicknames: dax,daxi, daxxy duck daximus prime
*.age & birthday: 17
*.grade: junior
*.occupation: bookstore clerk
*.money in the bank?:middle upper class
*.face claim: ellen page
*.ethnicity: 3/4 caucasian, 1/4 native american
*.appearance: Daxton doesn't have a fold-out ad in a Victoria's Secret magazine, and doubts she would even if she was paid. She is pretty cute though and works with the natural beauty she has. Brown locks usually hang in her face, usually due to her annoyance of the world. Almond shaped brown eyes are what Daxton believes to be her best feature, even though most don't usually stare in the face.
A naturally slim figure accentuated by the slight indention of her abdominal make her quite appealing to the eye when she's running around the field before soccer practice in a sports bra and shorts. Daxton's height isn't much to speak of standing at 5'5, especially since her legs take most of the height. A naturally smooth skin tone makes the perfect wrapper for that Daxton package.
Individuality and creativity are the two words that describe Daxton's daily apparel. Taking after her mother in the only way ever, Dax sometimes creates her own clothing, usually a vest or a shirt design she sketched first. She prefers her jeans and a shirt over anything else. The rare times she wears a dress are the times people have a hard time recognizing the graceful swan in a pair of stilettos to be Daxton, the girl who would rather, in her words," kill a kitten" than to be caught in a dress.
•spillyourguts•
*.likes:
♥music
♥skateboarding
♥her vesper
♥anime
♥reading
♥vintage items/clothes
♥rainy days
♥hoodies
♥shopping on occasion
♥soccer
♥random comments
♥troli sour octopi
*.dislikes:
♣bright colors
♣lemmings, the " followers" of the social world
♣bananas
♣clowns
♣ignorance
♣broken glass
♣greasy food
♣crowded areas
♣depression
♣people who don't understand personal space
♣failing herself/others
♣awkward silence
*.fears:
never falling in love
falling in love too quickly
*.habits:
biting her nails
talking to herself aloud
*.strengths:
;;intellect
;;skateboarding
;;compassionate
;;sarcasm
;;creativity
*.weakness:
;;stubborn
;;sarcasm
;;envious
;;chocolate mousse
;;analytical
*.goals:
get the hell out of billings
become either a fashion designer or pro skater
*.secret(s): she was almost raped at the age of 12 by her babysitter
*.personality:
You know that chick that can grind a rail better than your best buddy that somehow gets to hang out with the cute guys? Yeah, that's Daxton. She's cute, sweet and quick witted, which makes her the perfect accessory to anyone's depressed life. She’s rather mellow and understanding which makes her easy to get along with, even if just ran into her on the street.
She usually makes jokes at her own expense and doesn't really mind when people don't laugh. Dax has the ability to somehow come up with random statements that usually either help someone with a problem, or crack a smile on someone's face. The few times that she isn't smiling or making someone else smile is when she's angry. It's rare, but it's usually if she has to deal with profound perversion or stupidity in surround sound. Daxton's very protective around those she loves, which is basically her family since she doesn't have many close friends.
•letsgetphysical•
*.sexuality: johnny depp-sexual hehe
*.turn ons:
dimples
humorous
smart
confidence
talented
*.turn offs:
cockness
too much muscle
immaturity
thick eyebrows
perversion
•inmyscrapbook•
*.mother:
Anna Hallows-Daniels//mother
*.father:
Braxton Hallows// biological father
*.siblings:
Bryce Hallows//older brother
Alexander Daniels//older step brother
Makenzie Daniels//younger step brother
*.other relatives:
aunt Katrina hallows
*.pets:
Benjii//dalmatian puppy
Metoo//white terrier
Macro//great dane
*.hometown: haven't found it yet
*.current residence: Billings
*.history:Daxton was a surprise to Anna and Braxton in the sense that she was supposed to be a boy. The couple was still in shock after their first unplanned child, Bryce, and has just started to return to normalcy when Anna decided she wanted another child. Braxton of course agreed and after a few months of trying, the pregnancy test finally came out positive.
Daxton's birth was a bit off, seeing as she was almost squeezed out of her mother's cervix prematurely on the way from the zoo, then decided she didn't want to be evicted from the womb until three days after the event. The couple could already tell that their little girl was going to be different, but in a good way. After naming her Daxton, who wouldn't think that?
Growing up, Daxton was pretty normal. She got cuts and scrapes like all little kids do, drew on the walls like all little kids did, got into wrestling matches with their older siblings like all kids still do. Unlike her more socially accepted older brother, she had less friends. It wasn't really a problem for her though,since she could have cared less as long as she could do her own thing, and at the age of ten, her thing was skateboarding.
High school was when things were really interesting. She got into her first fight with a junior which ended up in getting herself suspended three days and the challenger leaving with a black eye. After the incident, not many girls thought of Daxton as an easy target to pick on. That happened to be one of Dax's days of remembrance.
The only day in her life that Daxton doesn't want to remember is when the papers were signed for her parents divorce, fault given to her mother for playing clue and getting caught in the dining room with the plumber and his lead pipe. She's never really ever forgiven her mother for it, and most likely never will.
After being forced to be a flower girl in the wedding, Daxton has permanent dislike of her step father. She was rather happy when he offered her the chance to attend an academy away from him.
•isthatall?•
*.member title: the words under the stars
*.did you read the rules?: i MADE the rules hehe. :]
*.sample:
“Sunrise.” said a grouchy voice from under at least 2 blankets. A large lump twisted away from the rays of light peeking through the blinds. “ I hate sunrise.” said the voice once again before attempting to go back to sleep. Just as she was greeted by the cool darkness of dreams, her alarm clock rang. She grunted lowly, reaching her arm out and grabbing the clock, throwing it across the room. That would have been the fifth one that month. She sighed, pulling back the blankets enough to sit up and stare at the mess of “clock guts” on the floor. She gave a satisfied smile before running a hand through her hair. Today was going to be a good day for her.
Daxton Hallow stretched her arms in the arm, looking around the cluttered box she called her room. She yawned as she pushed back the covers and moving to the edge of her bed, stepping on to the bra and shoe covered floor as she moved to her window. Staring out of one of the rectangular glass panes, Dax planned out her day."...Go to school, ignore hopeless lemmings, go to work, hang out with friends, attempt to avoid leeches, come home." she said closing the curtain. After fixing up her bed and picking up the remains of the clock, Dax grabbed her various shower items and quickly walked down the hall to take her shower.
After ten minutes:
“ Hurry up in there, Dax.” yelled her obviously miffed step brother Alex..” Oh calm down it’s not like you’re going anywhere anyway….why don’t you just jump in the pool or something?” She said, smirking as she heard a disgruntled growl. Nevertheless, she did finish up her shower fifteen minutes later and emerged with her towel around around her body, effectively covering herself.
“ ‘Re ohh appy ‘ow?” She asked as she brushed the back of her mouth walking past Alex and down the hall into her room. She paused in her brushing, opening a few drawers to gather her clothing for the day. She threw a pair of skinny jeans, a red checkered vest, and white t-shirt on her bed before running back into the bathroom, rinsing out her mouth. Dax exhaled loudly staring at her teeth for sometime before snapping her fingers and giving the mirror a cheesy grin before leaving the bathroom.
Dax shook her hair out and was about to remove her towel before hearing her door knob turn and open quickly." Hello?! Habitat invasion?!" She said quickly wrapping her town around her body once again. “Just checking to see if everyone’s up.“ Said her mother standing in the doorway." Ok, you've done your job, now please leave the premise." Daxton said pushing the door closed so that she could finally get dressed.
After brushing her hair slightly,Dax sighed, rolling her eyes as she began looking around for her shoes.” Here shoes…where are you guys?” She said to dropping the floor before crawling around. It wasn’t uncommon for Dax to talk to random objects, whether she was looking for them or not. " Aha!" she yelled when she found his favorite pair of shoes, her blue chuck taylors. She smiled, as she grabbed them by the strings and sat on the edge of her bed, slipping them on." Dax one, chucks zero." she said as she slipped the strings into the shoes. She grabbed her messenger bag, zune, and skateboard before heading downstairs to the kitchen.
Daxton had almost made it past her step dad's office before hearing that droll, superior voice."Daxton, come here for a second."She rolled her eyes and turned around." Curses...foiled again." she said as she stood in the doorway of the study." What's the damage today, James?" She said looking at him. In return, he looked over the frame of his glasses and sighed, shaking his head. Daxton already knew what the subject of the conversation would be....her dwindling femininity.
"Daxton...I thought you said you'd at least try to wear a skirt this week." He said pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Daxton sighed." There are like.. three more days this week James...besides I don't like the breeze when i'm boarding." she added. James rubbed his temples lightly." Daxton, that's not a good enough excuse. I mean, you're a beautiful young woman and not to mention smart. Why do you dress...." He ended, waving a hand over at her." I can't believe that your father didn't have a problem with you dressing like boy everyday.If you were my..-"
Daxton hated when he brought of the whole"if you were my daughter" statement, so she decided to cut it short."Yeah, sorry to cut you short, James, but my life's calling me collect. Later." Dax flashed her pearly whites before running off towards the kitchen, almost sliding into the fridge. “ Food…gotta have food.” She said opening the door. “ Hmmm….orange, can’t start the day without it.” She said pouring herself a glass. She gulped it down , snatching up a toaster’s strudel that was obviously someone else’s. “ And no one’s looking…mine.” She said taking a bite before walking out of the kitchen. Dax had succeeded in stealing someone’s breakfast and hadn’t done anything too embarrassing that morning.” Yeah…today’s gonna be a good day.”
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