Title: LABELLE, scarlett kala Description:serpent , commoner
scarlett kala labelle - May 16, 2010 05:14 PM (GMT)
hello whoever you are, it's nice to meet you , the pretty lady is scarlett kala labelle
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - nature's first green is gold, her hardest hue to hold. her early leaf's a flower, but only so an hour. then leaf subsides to leave, so eden sank to grief. so dawn goes down to day, nothing gold can stay.
the games are just beginning , ready love , smalltown homecoming queen , she’s the star of this scene
” HELLO DARLING,JUST WHO MIGHT YOU BE?” Scarlett Kala Labelle, ma'am. I shorten it to Scarlett Labelle, though. My first name, Scarlett, means "red". Kala means "fire". Labelle means "the beautiful". I know, it sounds weird together. "The beautiful red fire". My parents are idiots, really, but you gotta love the birthing fam. Anyway, about the whole nickname thing. If you call me Scar, I'll shoot you with my gun. *winks* Oh Buddha, you don't have to go looking all scared, I was just kidding. I'm not that crazy. So yeah .. anyway. You can call me Kala, Scarlett, Lottie, Confetti, Red, Scout, or get creative and make up your own.
” "THE YOUTH THESE DAYS, JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU AGAIN?" I'm seventeen years old, ma'am. My birthday? Oh, well you see, I don't really celebrate my birthday, but the date is July 27th. Do I plan on celebrating this year? Did you not hear what I just said, miss? I don't celebrate my birthday. Why? I'm crazy? I don't celebrate it because in my family, it's not right. They don't think you should celebrate one day of the year, when you can celebrate them all. I agr- You think that's stupid logic? *french accent* Excuse moi! Vous peu irrespectueux, femme igrnoant! Agh!
”SO YOUNG ! ... BUT YOU'RE SO CUTE , DONT YOU THINK SO ?” I've got green-blue-grey eyes, curly red hair, pouty lips, soft features. It's basically all soft features. I've also got this ugly scar on my knee from when I dislocated my knee cap. Yum. The way I express myself, eh? Well .. I'm very kind of indie, you know? Lots of flow-y dresses, skinny jeans, big glasses, big jewelery, stripes, plaid, and loads of beanies. Oh yeah, and so many colours. I'm like the rainbow, aha. My appearance? Oh I love it, sooooo much. I mean, not to be cocky or something, but it's really nice compared to some of the girls these days. Just saying.
all they ever talk about is you kid , Secretly I wonder if my boyfriend wants to date her
” "SO ... WHAT KINDS OF THINGS ARE YOU INTERESTED IN?"" Purple. Fairytales. Native American culture. French. Latin. Greek. Nighttime. Summer. English(the study). The smell of rain. And freshly cut grass. Oranges. Marvel anything. Poetry. Guitar. Bass. Drawing. Painting. the Harp. Shakespeare. Classical music. Mythology. Heat.
” "GEEZE ... ANYTHING YOU DONT LIKE ?"" Math. Pink. Winter. My grandmother. Rap. Fashion trends. Drugs. Ignorance. Clingy-ness. Anime(unless it's classic, like Pokemon). DC anything. Summer. Pressure. Anxiety attacks. Asthma(it sucks). Starbucks(bleck). Fall. Cold temperatures. Water. Nosey people.
” "KAY LETS GET TO THE GOOD STUFF , JUST WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF ?"" Coulrophobia(clowns), Claustraphobia(small places), Doraphobia(fur or animal skins), Methyphobia(alcohol), and Arachnophobia(spiders). I remember my worst nightmare ever. It was of Pennywise the clown in his spider form. *shudders* He was cornering me. I woke up screeching. My parents freaked. Now I have to draw or write before I go to bed, to get all my fears out of my head.
”HYPOTHETICALLY, IF YOU WERE HARRY POTTER, WHO WOULD YOUR AMORTENTIA LOVE POTION BE *WINK* ?"" Oh Harry Potter! The love of fantasy, that's for sure. Well, my soul mate would be: a good personality, funny, sarcastic, lovable, cuddly, shoulder length hair, brown eyes, tall, doesn't have to be good looking, and completely mine. Oh how I wish. My love situation? Well you can say that it's bascially non-existent as of right now. I'd be cool to find some guy to get to know or whatever, but I don't think that'll happen anytime soon. I'm not really looking right now.
Celebrity crushes, hm? Oh I've got loads of those. Hayden Christensen, Rupert Grint, Everyone from All Time Low, John Mayer, Alex Norman and Tom Felton. Hubba hubba. What a load of yummy man-meat.
"AND TELL ME , JUST WHAT DO YOU DESIRE ? I'M A GENIE YOU KNOW" You're a genie? Really? Well here are my three wishes: Freedom for everyone. To become an artist. No more war. Yeah, that's right, no more war. War, in my opinion, is a stupid concept. Like that quote says, "Fighting for peace is like fucking for virginity". Seriously, government, grow the hell up.
you talk about it but we'll make it happen , I spend all my time wishing that I was someone else
"YEAHH ... I'M NOT REALLY ... BUT WHERE ARE YOU FROM?" You liar! Gees.
I'm from Mississauga, Ontario. I went to a French immersion school from until I was about thirteen until my parents noticed I was a shape shifter. It was quite entertaining to watch the video of me changing into a boa in the middle of class. Oh boy, was it just. My teacher fainted. It was all over the news. They had to call in animal control, thinking that a huge, albino boa constrictor had got into class somehow .. even though we live in the city. Idiots. The government covered it up with some bullshit story about how someone had lost a pet, blah blah blah. Anyway, now I'm here at the academy. It's much better here, that's for sure.
So yeah, my heritage. Well I'm French-Canadian, but I'm also mixed with Cherokee, Irish, and Greek. I know, such a strange mix. Meh.
"*COUGHS* SO ... SHAPESHIFTING EH ?" I'm a Serpentine. You know, those passionate, "i love art and music" fellows? Yeah, that's me. Is my blood pure? Oh, no. Not completely, anyway. I'm half mortal, half Serpentine. I hear my mortal side of the family doesn't like to believe in us "fairytales". Huh, whatever. *smiles* Social status? Oh boo. Those labels that people place upon themselves are absolutely horrendous. I guess you could call me, if you'd like to be so ignorant, an art freak. It really is my forte.
"WHAT IS YOUR FAMILY LIKE ?" I'm an only child to my lovely, sometimes not-so-lovely, parents. Their names are Lillian Labelle and Christopher Crown-Labelle. As of the rest of my family? I have no idea who they are. All I know is that they're quite ignorant and don't seem to like us Serpentine folk. Or and 'shifter folk, actually. At least, the mortal ones do. My dad's side, the 'shifters, all kind of .. disappeared one day. Like their souls just up and left. The only person left is my oh so (not) lovely granmother, Lois Marie Catalina Crown. *shudders* Just thinking about that woman gives me the creeps. She's horrible and when she talks, it sounds like fingernails on a chalkboard.
"AND JUST WHERE WERE YOU BEFORE LES AMES PERDUES ACADEMY ?" Like I already said, Mississauga, Ontario. At that horrible French Immersion school. It was kindergarten to grade eight. I think the name was Corsair? We called it "The Place of Homework". Literally, the teachers would give about four-five hours of homework a day. It was extremely time consuming. I think that now that I'm at LAPA, I'm so much more content then I was before. Though while attending Corsair, I was on the soccer team and we were my last year there. Although, our last game at Mentor College, is where I dislocated my knee cap. Oh boy, it was horrible. I screamed like a banshee the second the girl's foot connected with the side of my knee and I hit the floor like a rock. It dislocated completely .. you could see it move[i]. It was so freaking painful, I cried for hours. I had to have like six surgeries on the bloody thing. That's why I'm not as athletic as I used to be. I wish I was but you know, injuries come with many consequences. Anyways, it was right after I had finally gotten back on school, sitting in class with my crutches beside me, when [i]it happened. I turned into a boa. I don't even know why. But yeah. Then I ended up here. Fun. *giggles*
COME OUT COME OUT WE SEE WHO YOU ARE , I'm in the business of misery , lets take it from the top
and you all know Ms Katie (or duckie) of sixteen came to play. Don't underestimate him/her; they found us MAAAARZIIIIIIIIIPAAAAAAN <3 one way or another. Only way to talk is list firstname.lastname@example.org, but watch out -- she's got no other characters on their side what's worse is that she's completely fantastimagical. (:
luzviminda rosaire arenas sorrel - May 20, 2010 01:03 AM (GMT)
// well look at that ! someone's been accepted , YOU GO GLEN CO CO
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