WORRALL, cage ryder

[cage ryder worrall]

cage ryder worrall ,

" you're in the city of lights, and i want to know everything. "

name: cage worrall.

age: 19, september 3rd 1990

body type: Small figure. He is tall and lankly, although he finds it awkward when people point it out. He has quite boney elbows and his collar bone tends to stick out slightly. He is lankly but there is something strangely beautiful about the way his body moves. He is slightly built with a faint outline of a potential 6 pack. The gym really isn't his calling.

distinguishing features: His hair. He has platinum blonde hair that girls in hollywood would kill for. It is natural and the texture is exceptionally soft, and usually looks scruffy. It sure pays off to spend a couple more minutes in the shower conditioning it. He has a cartilage piercing which he takes in and out depending on the day or event. He usually has some kind of unshaven, messy, rough facial hair which if he's not lazy he will shave, but its very unlikely. Cage likes the messy but sexy look.

member title: college student at parsons. he's a freshman and he's majoring in fashion photography

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" that family of yours, i hear it's pretty interesting. "

parents' names: Rhett Worrall and Patrick Worrall

siblings' names: only child.

outside family: doesn't really know his family

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" i guess you could say nyc is the city of love.
so, tell me all about that love life of yours. "

sexual orientation: straight, but has been known to experiment.

significant others: He has never had a "real" relationship.

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" am i prying too much? no? well, then, tell me
about every skeleton in that closet of yours. "

the briefing: Arrogant asshole. He does have a soft side but like he will ever show that to anyone. He isn't excatly outgoing. He never explains his emotions to anyone. He has very deep thoughts and feelings, but hardly anyone knows he has a heart. He likes to be alone and avoids big crowds at all costs. He spends all his money on drugs, mostly cocaine because it takes him out of shit hole of a life, which is mostly his own fault.

the secret:" I do all these drugs because they are the only things that make me feel whole. "

the loose ends: He does drugs. He hates his family. He hates people, well not really. He actually enjoys company but the last thing he wants is for someone to find out. It's fucking not making love in his books. Falling in love is not in his plans at all. The idea of actually liking someone is repulsive. Well he actually has had about 3 best friends in his life but he wouldn't like the idea of that getting out in the open. He sometimes craves company but he never allows himself to fully trust anyone. He doesn't even talk to his parents about how he is doing. He got out of that house when he turned 18. He does have a small fortune left to him from his grandfather who took an interest in him, but he is not wise. He spends most of his money on drugs.

" that person behind you, who are they? "

your name: sisk

your age: seventeen.

contacting: pm :D

secret phrase:fuck rules..... :D haha admin edit < lolwottt? haha nice.

extras: ahh i love elephants. i guess ><

roleplay sample:
Morgan looked farther down the path, her heart was now light. A large weight felt like it had been lifted off her. Her heart skipped a beat as he spoke again. How could his simple words affect her so much, she did not know. A simple smile was formed on her face as they walked side by side in unison. The pretty flowers in the garden swayed gently in the wind as small gusts blew down the path. The flowers looked like they were slowly dancing to an unknown tune.

This reminded her of someone she knew, very well, Mrs. Willis. Her mother loved quite walks like these but she would usually be alone. Rarely she would be with someone on these walks. She would come back and tell Morgan what she saw. She would tell her that the grass, trees, flowers, and other forms of still life were dancing as she passed, dancing to the tune of nature. Ofcourse Morgan didn't fully understand she would reply with, Oh that seems nice, or How wonderful. Now she understood. She wasn't a young teenager anymore who didn't understand the beautys that surrounded her. She wished her mother could see her now, walking along side a boy, actually young man, that made her happy. The smile on her face slid off a bit as she knew that Jake was happy as well but with someone else. Jake had asked someone else to the ball and she didn't know who. Half of her wished to know the other half wished never to find out, dreading who this female may be. She would feel disgusted if it was one of her enimies and she would feel jelousy and envy if it was one of her good friends. Life is tough...

Morgan knew well that Noah would ask her. He was ofcourse her boyfriend. She was loosing interest in the guy rapidly, although she knew his feelings for her were strong, very strong. She felt ashamed that she didn't feel the same feelings he did for her. She wished people could control their feelings of love. Life wasn't like that as she had learned so many times before life took unexpected turns in the path, and it usally happened for a reason. Morgan just didn't understand why Jake had chosen someone else, not her. What did that unknown person have that she didn't? Her heart began to feel heavy as she grew restless inside wanting to know the real reasons behind it all.

If only he was hers, but that was another one of her selfish thoughts. She felt stupid now for even thinking of it. If things were meant to happen they would right? She let her self let out a small sigh, quiet enough for him not to hear, but enough to let a small amount of stress leave her body.She looked away for a brief moment trying to replace the same smile on her face as it was before. She was quite good at faking smiles, it was her little talent. It had to be ever since she was young and began to grow up around cameras, she always seemed so happy to the outside world. Noah could see through it, he knew her too well. She wasn't sure if Jake could or not. Maybe thats one of the reasons she hung around Noah so much is because there was barely anything to worry about the two knew eachother very well. Morgan was one of the few to know about his bipolar problems. She understood his dark side, and prayed that it would never show its face to her too much.

Morgan slipped her arm through his in a playful manner, as if pretending to be the princess. Another cheerful laugh escaped her lips as she titled her head back slightly letting her blond locks fall back. As they walked out of the park the streets were crowed with cars buzzing by getting to where ever their final destination was. Morgan looked over at Jake a look gleamed in her eye, as she stepped a little closer to him. They walked on the empty sidewalk in silence, she didn't mind. It wasn't an akward silence it was more peaceful than anything. The chinse resturant neard as they approach the entrance. The familiar scents lingered outside as the two stepped into the warm atmosphere that hung in the air. Morgan looked around taking in her suroundings, letting her eyes scan the room for anyone she knew. She wanted to be alone with Jake, for they could talk. They hadn't talked much since they had been in the park together. "Two please," she said in a soft voice to the waiter. The waiter led them to a small table in the corner and she smiled in a pleased fashion. They got a nice table it was set for two in a small corner of the room with a window to the left...Perfect.

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