WRIGHT-BRYANT, amore tyler

[AMORE WRIGHT-BRYANT]

amoretylerwright-bryant.
what's up, winterthorne? i'm GAYLE,
and i'm applying to your FANTASTIC
little site. i'm FIFTEEN years young.
i've only been roleplaying for TWO YEARS years
long, but you can still count on me to be
the HOTlolbtntrlly one.



thissong'sfortheemokids.
( withthepunkrock,rockabillyscreamolids )

name , amore tyler wright-bryant.
nicknames , amore; more.
age and year , sixteen; sophomore.
sexual preference , bi-sexual.
birthday , september thirteenth, nineteen ninety-two.
species , demon.
occupation , student.
powers , shape-shifting(limited): he can only shift into a small black mouse.
plant manipulation: ability to control and grow plants.

butdamnyoulookgood.
( andi'mdrunk )

height , five foot nine inches.
weight , one hundred forty five.
tattoos and piercings , snake bites.
ears (gaged).
best feature , eyes.
general , Amore's hair is extremely dark brown, sometimes appearing to be black. He keeps it straightened. I don't believe anyone has seen what his hair looks like unstraightened since he was fourteen. His bangs are cut right above his eyes in a choppy fashion and sway to the right a little. The rest of his hair is also choppy. The sides are shorter, coming right past his ears and leading down to his neck. The only time he really ever adds streaks is when going to a party, and then they're only temporary. Amore has natural green eyes that turn hazel from time to time, but is in need of contacts. His contacts come in the color of dark green, clear and brown; so really it is hard to keep up with what his eye color is going to be for that day. Hell, sometimes he switches them up just to confuse people. Amore isn't a very built person at all. He stands at five foot nine inches (5'9) and only weights one hundred forty-five pounds. Lanky is one word you could use to describe it. Though not very visible, there is some muscle to the boy. You can only tell in his stomach. Instead of a six pack, it is just flat with a few cuts. As for his style, well, it can be classified as 'emo' or 'scene'. Hoodies, skinny jeans, etc. He is an accessory whore. Ties, hats, scarfs, bracelets, necklaces, etc. I'm sure he has a minimum of five accessories on when he leaves his dorm. Looks mean a lot to him. Not in so much a vain way, he can look like a goofball. He isn't scared of getting dirty, he just likes to look good.
playby , mat musto.

littledeathsinmusicalbeds.
( soitseemsi'msomeonei'venevermet! )

likes , animals.
guys.
girls.
accessories.
music.
partying.
hoodies.
eating.
computers.
video games.
dancing.
people.
reading.
hanging out.
acting like a kid.
pot.
drinking.
peace.
dislikes , violence.
hating things.
mean people.
going without straightening his hair.
getting hurt.
eating meat.
killing the ozone.
not recycling.
homophobes.
being bored.
strengths , singing.
piano.
people skills.
drawing.
skateboarding.
weaknesses , fighting.
being mean.
low pain tolerance.
cries easily.
weak stomach.
will faint easily if scared or surprised.
fears , spiders.
snakes.
bugs.
death.
violence.
quirks , won't kill anything living, no matter how scared he is of it.
is high a lot.
is constantly listening to music.
secrets , does cocaine.
he tries to hide that he is a demon.
general , Hippie~ !

Though most people would assume he was extremely violent, going around cussing at people and kicking puppies; that isn't true at all. Amore is a very sweet person. In fact, he is a true and genuine hippie. Well, most of it anyways. He doesn't like violence at all, it scares the shit out of him. If he doesn't curl up in a ball or dodge behind someone to save him, he'll faint. Or start crying. He is nice to everyone and doesn't hate a single person. Even if they hate him. He might dislike them and try to avoid them because they scare him, but he won't hate them. He just can't bring himself to do it. Amore refuses to kill anything living. Animal, bugs, you name it. He is also an extreme activist. Or, at least he tries to be. He wont drive anything if it isn't a hybrid. He only use eco-friendly make-up and hair products. If he even thinks that someone is going to be dangered by what he is using or what he is doing, he'll quickly stop doing it or using it. Amore just wants everyone to like him. He gets not everyone will like each other, but he tries his hardest to keep peace when ever he is around. Amore doesn't willingly admit to being a demon. Most the time he tries to avoid the question.

Addict~ !

Just because he is a hippie doesn't mean he doesn't know how to have a good time. OK, that was possible the cheesiest thing I've ever said. Anyways. Any club, any time, any day; no matter what, Amore will be there if he is invited or hears about it. He will party till he is about ready to pass out, then he'll either walk home or call a cab. Drinking is one of his most favorite things to do. Amore is extremely open to new drinks, especially the strong ones. If it isn't strong, then he'll probably grow bored of it. He hasn't gone so far that I would say he was an alcoholic, but he does drink way more then any healthy sixteen year old should. Beer isn't the only unhealthy thing he does either. Everyone knows he gets high a lot. If he doesn't have a joint on him then there is something wrong with him. But something they don't know is he also does cocaine. It is a secret that he doesn't even tell his closes friends. The only people to know is him and his drug dealers. That's the way Amore hopes for it to stay too.

Crazy~ !

It isn't weird for Amore to get kicked out of places for just being absolutely crazy. He was playing tag in a store once and almost got kicked out for accidentally tackling a manager. My point is, randomness, crazy, giant kid like; these are all words for Amore. He doesn't like sitting still in one place for too long when he gets like this. It isn't all the time that he is hyper and jumpy. Sometimes he can sit still and be all mellow and what not. But, I'll still continue to tell you about this side just in case. If Amore was to get any where near a park like this, then you wouldn't be able to catch up with him he'd be gone so fast. Especially if that park has monkey bars, then you'll see him truly act like a monkey.

Powers~ !

Amore has two powers. One is shape-shifting. He can turn into a cute little black mouse and scurry all over the place in this form. While in the form he can communicate with other mice, but can no longer talk to humans. How ever, that doesn't stop him from trying to signal to them or something. The second power is that he can grow plants and control them. This comes in hand when you are a pot head. He is pretty skillful at the mouse thing, being as it isn't that hard of a power to control; but if he gets overtly scared he finds himself transforming accidentally. As for the plants, well, if he gets too mellow then the plants start growing by themselves. It is really horrible when they try to wrap him up and he doesn't even realize it because he is just that high.

idon'tcarewhatyouthink.
( aslongasit'saboutme! )

favorite cereal , coco puffs, foo'.
deal or no deal , i'll have to talk to my lawyer before i make any deals.
if confronted by the living dead , scream like a little baby and offer sav to it instead. :3

wordsofwisdomfortheweary.
( seewhogetsitintheend )

hometown , Gainesville, Florida.
family , Mother: Jenny Wright.
Father: David Wright.
Adoptive Mother: Elizabeth Bryant.
Adoptive Father: Charley Bryant.
pets , Hera = Kitten = Cl!ck.
best memory , Getting adopted.
worst memory , Being given up for adoption.
history , Amore conception was just like any other. His parents decided they wanted to do each other and did so. His mom was a junior in high school and his dad a high school dropout mechanic. Both demons, one with a heart (his mom) and one without (his dad, duh). Well, little miss perfect got pregnant by the towns outcast and was practically shunned herself. But she didn't give the baby up. Instead, she married the douche and together they became Mrs. and Mr. Horrible Parents. They moved out of the town to a town in Florida were they got mixed up in drugs, and all the wonderful crap you can think of that is absolutely horrible for anyone; especially a baby. Six months after the move, Mommy Bear popped out the baby that we have all come to love today as Amore. Being she was more fucked up then the people at Woodstock, she decided to give him a name from the movie she was watching when she went into labor. That movie happened to be Lady and the Tramp, so his name was Amore. Tyler cam from Mr. Loser's grandfather and then of course he got his fathers last name. Instead of being woken up from their life of idiocy, they just seemed to continue their life. Amore was watched barely and it is amazing nothing horrible happened to him as a child besides the fact he was neglected. At least he was fed and got something to drink. When he was a toddler, he wasn't watched at all. Amore would run around the little ghetto they lived in and a couple of times the fellow screw ups would bring their future drug buddy back to their parents. Or Amore would miss his mom and dad (though I don't know why) and would go home himself.

At seven, being the heartless and evil people they were, Mr. and Mrs. I Don't Know What A Condom Is decided they didn't want to take care of their son anymore. By now he had already developed his first power, turning into a mouse; and they were ashamed that it was such a stupid power. So Amore Tyler Wright had the little bit of stuff he owned packed up in an old fed-ex box and was shipped off to the nearest orphanage there was. Torn apart by the fact his own parents didn't want him any more, Amore went silent for two years. Not talking to anyone and barley eating. The people who ran the orphanage was about ready to beg the next family to come in looking for a child to take him, but they didn't have too. For the next family was Mr. and Mrs. Gift From God and from the moment they saw Amore, they said they wanted to adopt him. After the orphanage explained that he was a special kid (aka a demon) and his past, the Bryant's (which was their real last name) wanted him even more. So, this time having his stuff packed up in a suitcase, Amore was sent to live with the Bryant's. Once he decided he liked them, he was adopted. Not wanting to get rid of his parents like they got rid of him, he just added their last name on to his. Becoming Amore Tyler Wright-Bryant.

At fourteen he went to a party thrown by a close friend of his. At this party, he showed off his mad alcohol drinking skills that his parents had blessed him with and drank everyone under the table. Given, they were all middle schoolers, but still. He realized then how much he loved alcohol and he continued to drink it at parties that he found. It was also when he developed his second and last power, plant manipulation. He practice in the back yard of the Bryant's mansion (did I mention they were filthy rich?) and it wasn't till he meant to grow a grape vine on the fence and ended up sprouting a coconut tree through the kitchen that they decided they should start looking for a school that would help teach him what the hell he was doing. Neither of the Bryant's had powers, they were simple humans. Soon they found Winterthorne and decided it was best. The next year, when he was fifteen, they got him enrolled and ever since he has been going there. It was the middle of freshman year, at a kick ass party, that he tried cocaine. He had already been a pot head since the beginning of the year. Since that party, he has been addicted to the drug and has successfully kept it a secret.

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sample post ,

This place wasn't anything the young blonde boy thought it would be. You see, he assumed that it would be fun all the time since James went here, but that wasn't how it was at all. in fact, besides school, this place was rather boring. Sure he had video games galore and that kept him amused, but he was fourteen for Christ's sake, he needed to get out and do a little walking. His thumbs moved the analog sticks to make the character on the screen to move in the directions he wanted; he was never much of a D-pad player. But when there was a small whimpering noise, Fletcher knew exactly what he could do. He could go to on a walk with his skye terrier Mr. Cuteness. It was rare that he ever went anywhere without him anyhow; the only time he had left the dorm without the small dog was to go to school and the first time he had set out to find James. Looking down at his pajamas, he figured he should probably change first, however.

Stripping his clothes off till he was in his star covered boxers, the tall boy began to get re-dressed. Loose fitting blue jeans that looked warn out, even if he did just buy them like that. A blue polo shirt and a black pair of Nike shoes with the Nike symbol in white. Walking over to where he kept his bracelets and necklaces, he grabbed a four leaf clover necklace and a black leather bracelet. Deciding that was really all he wanted to put on for a simple walk, he grabbed a brush and ran it through his hair a few times. Fletcher found a baseball hat, and though he thought he was done putting things on, decided it would be smart to wear one. Now, he was ready. Scooping Mr. Cuteness into his arms, Fletcher set off onto a walk; not really knowing where he was going or how he was really going to get out of the school.

About ten minutes later he found out all he had to do was flash some money and the guard let him out. Not very comforting knowing that some of these people where here for real reasons, unlike Fletcher, but whatever. Now he was on his way to Starbucks for some coffee. Not really paying attention to the time, he made it there rather quickly. When he got to the door, of course, he picked Mr. Cuteness up and held him in one arm as he walked into the store. Looking up at the menu for a moment, he would just get a black coffee. He wasn't a person for sweets, really. "One black coffee, please." Fletcher spoke in a smooth and cool voice. Socializing was never a problem for him. After a short and brief conversation, Fletcher was paying for his coffee (and to be able to keep Mr. Cuteness with him against the 'no dogs' policy) and was no looking for some where to sit.

Spotting an interesting character, Fletcher walked over, a polite smile. "Hi, I'm Fletcher. Mind if I sit here?" Fletch asked the boy in the gray beanie, hoping he wasn't intruding on anything.

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