Post by dakota emery verdi on Apr 23, 2010 12:23:01 GMT -5
dakota emery verdi
so, let's start off with the basics. what's your name?hello to you, too. my name is dakota emery verdi. a lot of people just call me kota. i used to hate my nickname, but, i don't mind it as much now. my name means 'friend' in the dakota language. ha. i have no clue what emery means, so don't ask.
oh, it's a nice name! now, would you mind telling us how old you are?i'm the lovely age of nineteen. i was always the youngest in school. but, whatever. i was born on the twenty-second of august. i'm a summer baby. which is ironic because i prefer spring. but, summer's rad, too.
really? you look much younger! well, let's get started. first off, what are you on this tour?oh, you're much too flattering. haha. but, anyways. i work for fairday photography as a photographer. imagine that. but, more specifically, i'm the photographer for the orgasm-in-your-ears band, while you were out.
oh! so how did you first get involved with batteries not included records?after i graduated high school, my dad forced me to find a job. so, i applied to a shit load of places ranging from photography to cashier, just trying to find a little bit of something to do. thankfully, fairday liked my photography and was willing to let me join them. happily ever after. the end.
oh gosh, really? all right, so, how are you enjoying it so far?i love it! the people are amazing. the bands are brilliant. the amount of fans it's brought in is crazy. it's all too much to comprehend! but, i wouldn't want it any other way.
that's great! so, what do you do in your free time when you are not working?i like to just hang out with friends, read, occasionally have a smoke which is a huge bad habit of mine, but whatever. uhh. obviously, i love photography. you're probably expecting me to slide in the two statements 'sex and alcohol' in here. but, i really, actually don't like to sleep around or drink. drinking just reminds me of my childhood, which i don't like to be reminded of. but, i love going to the park or a classy date or bowling.
oh, i love some of those too! looks like we have alot in common.seriously? that's pretty rad. we should hang out, then.
so, how has your romantic past been?how did i know you'd ask me? haha. i take back wanting to hang out. kidding, kidding. but. my romantic past has been decent, i guess. i just got out of a pretty serious relationship with a boy back home. he was perfect. i honestly thought i loved him. he was beautiful and charming. but, apparently it was all an act. he was sleeping around with skanks and even some of my friends. so, i just kinda had to end it. my friends didn't even tell me. needless to say, i was done with them too.
and what about now? is that any better? any different?right now, it's way better. i'm single, for one. haha. i love being single, getting to flirt with boys, go on dates freely. but, honestly, i want someone to call my own.
oh, i see.. hmm... and, what would you say are your turn ons? do you have any turn offs?i look for a boy who enjoys simple things. so, that wouldn't be taking me on a date to a five star restaurant. it'd be more like taking me on a date to subway. i like a guy who would kiss me out of absolutely nowhere and hold hands and stuff. as for turn offs, i hate cheaters and liars. and guys who can't make me laugh even the slightest bit. seriousness only gets you small places in life. laughing gets you everywhere, no?
ooh, that's understandable, mhm. so, give us a bit of detail about yourself.i hate talking about myself. i would match rather have other people figure me out, but, i guess i'll do what you ask. i'm a nice person, i guess. i give out compliments as much as i can, but i can't take them at all. uhm. i'm a really lively person, always happy for the most part. i love to smile and laugh. i'm kind of blunt, i guess. i don't care what people think. i'm kind of nerdy in the sense that i'd rather read or something than go out and get shit-your-pants drunk. not saying that i won't drink at all, but i just don't like to. not even because i'm underage, it's just that my mom ruined it for me as a child. but, continuing, i'm pretty loyal. especially in relationships. and i'm not too clingy, in my opinion. i don't go crazy and stay glued at my boyfriend's side, i give some space.
mhmm. well you sound like a fun young man/woman. now, is there anything about your past?awe. thanks. so do you. ah. my past. damn you. ha, kidding. i was born to laura and andrew verdi when they were in their late twenties. pretty, young, i know. but, that's their fault. actually, it was probably my mom's. but, anyways. my dad was amazing to me. he'd always play with me and he was really the best part of my childhood. my mom would be the worst. she'd get hammered almost every night and she'd just sit on the couch, completely gone physically and emotionally. she'd be sobbing and crying and it looked so painful. i'd go over to her and want to hug her or calm her, but she'd just...hit me. sometimes she'd even throw punches. all i remember is it hurting so bad and me asking my dad how i'd cover it up. we'd spend half an hour upstairs in my bedroom trying to cover them for school the next day. my dad was forced to stick with her though. he figured that if they divorced, it'd be worse. he wouldn't be home much, i'd need a babysitter, and he also thought that it wouldn't give me a mother figure in life. not that my mom was much of one anyways. but, she made me who i am today, i guess. because, i don't want to end up to be anything like her. that's probably my biggest fear in life. so, i just choose to stay away from alcohol, for the most part.
ahh.. all right, so. tell me some of the things you like.thanks for the great emotion after i spill my heart to you. aha, kidding. i love you, anyways. some things i like, huh? i like cameras and photography, obviously. sidewalk chalk makes me feel all young again, so definitely that. music and concerts, clearly. i love, love, love when guys give me their hoodies. haha. so, i like hoodies in general. hm. fruit's pretty yummy. yeahh, i'm boring, huh?
and what about dislikes?i hate bugs. they creep me the hell out. oh, and guys who have gross muscles. some muscle is nice, but not like those people on exercise commercials. those are gross. manwhores piss me off, too. ah. i extremely dislike when people judge others based on first impressions. get to know the person before you talk shit, thanks.
do you have any dirty little secrets you wanna share?i'm a virgin. odd, right? it seems that all nineteen year olds lately have had sex more times than they can count. but, not me. i'm not really looking to give it away until i meet someone amazing.
ooh, that is deeeeeep. well this interview is almost done, do you have anything else you want to say?i didn't think it was too deep. but, i'm a really open person, so i have no hardcore 'secrets.' but, ps: i'm a vegetarian.
so heyy, my name is chandler and i'm fifteen years old. i've been roleplaying for threee years roleplaying, so i think i am pretty damn good. so, my character stole the face of betty/kaitlyn macpherson, just thought you should know. oh, and also: take control of the world thanks for reading! oh, and below is my roleplay sample. :]
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dakota awoke to the sound of the hotel alarm's monotonous buzzing. stifling a yawn, she stretched her arms, refusing to open her eyes just yet. with her fingertips she felt around for the 'snooze' button on the basic alarm. once the ringing finally stopped, she propped herself up, opening her eyes to see filtered australian sunlight gleaming through the curtains. for being located in such an exotic place, her room was everything but. dull ivory walls, old portraits by starving artists fixated along the walls, oak furniture spread throughout the suite. decent though boring. but, to her it didn't really matter. what truly mattered to her is that she was in australia. down fucking under. now she had bragging rights when she returned to the states. not that she even wanted to go back. but, she needed a place to call home, whether she liked it or not. but, honestly, she despised her 'home.' las vegas wasn't what it was built up to be. sure, when you first get there, you're blinded by the lights and excitement. but, to her, the thrill wore off quite quickly. and this time, she couldn't just pack up and leave for the simple matter that she didn't have the money to. she had spent all her money trying to get from wisconsin to vegas and even at that she needed to borrow from her father.
the blonde ran her fingers through her mess that she called hair, catching knots and squinting painfully. "damn" she muttered, finally trudging out of bed and making her way to the shower. dakota was notorious for long showers. so, we'll just skip over that. after a flattering thirty five minutes, she finally was finished in the shower. she exited the bathroom, a towel wrapped tightly around her petite body, damp blonde hair falling past her shoulders, dripping water. dakota sauntered over to her clothes she had previously picked out for today, clutching them tightly in her hand, slipping off her towel and changing quickly, freezing, nonetheless. she looked in the mirror, as content as she could be with herself. frankly, she was pretty negative to herself. but, that was just who she was. she couldn't change it no matter how hard she tried. to her, her negativity wasn't even drastic. it wasn't like she hated herself. if it had ever gone that far, then she would've turned it around in an instant. all her life she didn't hate anyone. not her abusive mother, not her worst enemy. no one. hate was repulsive, in her eyes. hate gets you no where in life, whereas love can get you anywhere. love brings friends like hope and positivity when hate brings violence and disgust. what was the point of feeling so negative about people? it was beyond her. right how, all she cared about was looking her best so she could go out today and actually do something. she had so much and too much to see in australia. in fact, she had no idea how she would be able to see all she wanted to see, but she knew she'd make it worthwhile.
after straightening her hair, she left the bathroom once more, entering the suite itself once again. she walked over to the nightstand, grabbing her cell phone and sliding into the pocket of her jeans, vibrate mode enabled. her destination was still unknown, but she figured that after a little bit of walking around she'd find where she wanted to go. even if it was just a small place to kick-start her day, that was fine with her. back home, at least, one plan rolled into another and soon your day was filled with entertainment. she walked out of the hotel doors, the australia sun blaring hot. it was heaven to her. sure, vegas was hot. but, australia had nothing on vegas. in fact, comparing them was like comparing an apple and an orange. she walked along the edge of the road, trying to find some place of interest. honestly, any and every place sparked some sort of interest to her simply because she was in australia. but, that was beside the point. finding a simple starbucks, she went inside, classical music dully playing in the background, tables fixated around the coffee shop, australia locals and tourists alike seated around them. she stood in line, her weight shifted onto her right foot, waiting for her turn to order her drink. in vegas, starbucks was placed on almost every street, it seemed. and, at that, they were barely occupied. but, this was different. it was larger than most she'd seen, more than a dozen tables spread throughout the building, people flooded around almost each one. it was different for her, but a good different. the different where, once she got home, she'd expect to see this kind of starbucks, though she rarely got coffee anyways.
as the line crept forward, it was finally her turn. she ordered a simple, plain tea, not in the mood to be adventurous quite yet. she figured she'd save that for another visit to the cute coffee shop. once her drink was ready, she grabbed it in her hand, the heat seeping through the cup and holder, burning her hand gently. frankly, she didn't even think to order something cold which was stupid on her part, seeing as the weather was beyond warm. she put some tea and sugar into the tea, and finally her drink was the way she liked it: sweet and warm. tea had always been a love of dakota's. ever since she was a child and the love, clearly, never went away. with her tea in hand, she scanned the room for an open table. finding one, she began walking closer, approaching it, eyes fixated on the wooden table near a window. tables near windows were always a plus for dakota. she loved looking at the view, even if it was just a city street. there was always something new. sitting down, she set the tea on the table, crossing her legs and fixating her blue eyes on the world outside. the new world she liked to call australia.