Post by ``kaine donovans on Apr 17, 2009 15:53:31 GMT -5
KAINE! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me Tessa and I've shot for the moon 15 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pm.
Ktxbi.
They call me Tessa and I've shot for the moon 15 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pm.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
THe birth certificate reads Kaine Keith Donovans
But Everyone Calls Me KokeKaine, Kainsies, Koke, and other profanities.
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 19 years
The say I Am unemployed.
Ive Been Told I Look Like Alex Gaskarth
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall six feet, two inches.
And I Weigh a hundred and fifty three pounds. skinny bastard.
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced five in his ears [three on the left, two in the lobe, one in the cartilage, and two on the other just in the lobe.] snakebites and two on his hips. he also has a tattoo of small boney wings spread out on his back branching from a tattoed spine. it's symbolic, but for what he normally doesn't say.
They always say I look like a poseur. Kaine doesn't fit into any certain "group" of people. he has his own style altogether, a mix of emo, skater, punk, and several others you can't really see. half the time he's not even wearing his own clothes, considering he doesn't really have that many to wear, and he hates going home. that doesn't mean he wears dirty clothes though, albeit he's guilty of doing so occasionally, but he likes to be in clean clothes - if not for himself but whomever he is hitting on at the current moment in time. of course, being in California where gangs are popular - yes, he was in one - colors to be wore were somewhat restricted. he himself sticking to greens and neutral colors like black and white; it's turned into a style more than habit for him.
he's not incredibly tan, mostly noticeable when he has his hair black or otherwise darkly colored; otherwise his light hair makes him seem otherwise. on the subject of his hair though, he's quite fond of it. he is continuously changing the color, and occasionally the style, making sure to include very unnatural hair colors more than half the time. his personal favorite is his normal style, bleached blonde [almost white] and with a lime green streak running across the front edge. otherwise, it's normally the incredibly light blonde of just black with some kind of streak in it. he's also known for changing his piercings quite often, since he owns at least fifty pairs of them and loves to mix and match. The piercings normally unseen on his hips though aren't changed, just cleaned.
Kaine is very lean, for reasons to be mentioned later, and lanky, although is strangely strong. his arms and legs are thin, but toned and his thin torso has the darkened marks of abs; unseen unless looked for normally. he's doublejointed in a few places, and probably a few more he doesn't know about, although he doesn't like to flaunt it - it kinda freaks him out. his eyes are hazel and convey emotions better than he can [while trying] and his natural hair color is a dark brown.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out his hair. it's almost constantly being dyed different colors, and it's a wonder that he hasn't ruined it yet.
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore teasing people, flirting, nachos, rubber ducks, sushi, the color white, random things, being spontaneous, neon colors, doing stunts, scaring people for fun, being weird, cheesy pick-up lines, skateboarding, his IPOD, buying shoes, funny faces, the smell of play-doh, and outgoing people.
I Abhor rules, mustard, relish, pickles, logos, small dogs, "nerds", being rejected, potholes(he fell in one once), homophobes, hypocrites, and mexican food.
I Rock at skateboarding, bringing out the 'crazy' in people, getting people to like me who don't, being stupid, rave dancing, and not getting caught [doing almost anything, really].
I Suck at almost all school subjects, being athletic, being rejected, knowing when to stop, giving up, and being calm in general.
I Do he has a habit of flirting with everything that breathes.
I Want to learn to love.
I Fear spiders.
I Shut up about nothing really. except possibly a few things friends tell him.
I am hard to keep up with. Kaine follows no rules, and when you set them he is normally hell-bent on breaking them - despite really wanting to or not. he isn't the best fighter, although given he wanted to he could do a good amount of damage, and depending on the person he might try and settle issues verbally - of course if he's fighting with someone like Tessa, it's best for him to just roll over and plead for mercy. of course normally he is fine with this solution, but if you get him pissed off he's mighty good at holding is own. especially if you're targeting his friends, because he's extremely loyal to them.
Kaine is also quite flirtacious. in fact, it's gotten him in trouble more than a few times. he's been attacked verbally and physically because of it on a few occasions as well. in the past he's been very uncaring about most of his relatonships, mostly because the people he was with were too. he's never been with anyone who really liked him, so obviously he didn't bother after a while. he's always been one to believe in "all that romantic crap" and somewhere in his muddled little brain he is hoping for some true love.
he then has the side of him that's not a facade made to impress. he's not incredibly bright, but he's smart in his own way. he's almost constantly happy-go-lucky, and his aloof attitude makes him a humerous, likeable person. he doesn't always notice when people are making fun of him, or being sarcastic, and he'll commonly ask if they are. he also has a problem knowing when to just give up; but it's hard to stay mad at this sweet face. in the end, his personality is all over the board, and it's incredibly easy to tell when something is bothering him. he's not incredibly good at keeping secrets either.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came From never knew his father, but his mother was named Scarlet, and he loved her 'till she died. he was about eleven when that happened and was taken to
I Share My Dna With his cousin, Mikey.
I Come From San Francisco, California.
But I Live Here Now Pinewood, West Virginia.
This Is Who I was Kaine was born in San Francisco, California and if you asked him a few months ago he would have told you he was to die there too. he had a twin. I say 'had' because his twin, whatever he would have been named, was born dead, a miscarraige really. for a good year or two it ruined his mother, she used to cry constantly, only eating because she had to care for Kaine, and his father has gone missing; again. they were very poor, but Kaine never would blame her for anything, not their poverty, or bad health, not even for their father leaving them.
Kaine grew up with his mother, and they would dance together. not just dancing really, but stunt-dancing, and break-dancing. they would have several routines and extra stunts for encores and such. it made enough money for a solid three meals a day, a backpack, a large sleeping bag, and a pillow. that was how they lived, for twelve years. then his father came back. Kaine's mother was grateful to have found him, her heart telling her that he was protection, and warmth and love and care; but his father had changed. within a month, Kaine's father beat his mother to death, and Kaine ran away, reliving the sight of his dead mother every time he tried to dream.
he was caught by the police not long after, and they took him to a foster home. a tall man named Christopher, with a thick accent of some place he would never be sure of, and his wife, Caroline, owned the home. this is where Kaine met Tessa. she was horridly quiet, but her shining blue eyes seemed to break her facade of a shy and useless girl. they became friends, the very best of friends at that. when he and Tessa turned fifteen they took every opportunity to get out of the home. sometimes they slept in the park, under the stars just to stay away, and they jumped at a chance to stay at a friends house. of course living 95% of their life outside and on the streets, they got into the drug scene - Tessa much less so than Kaine.
living outside also allowed them to a great love for the wild, nature, and especially horses. he and Tessa, by now his sister through and through, constantly were hanging around a local racing track; slowly learning more and more about equines. occasionally they'd find themselves at the public library where Tessa taught him how to read and write, and they could learn more about the things they'd missed in school. during this time, when he was 17, Kaine met his "cousin", Michael. he had been to school and knew what life should have been, yet he had a solemn face and personality. Kaine made an unspoken vow to teach him to smile; which he did. it wasn't the best, but life went on. Michael left the summer before Kaine turned 19, and soon after Tessa disappeared. Kaine had no choice but to escape from his death bed.
This Is Who I am he's pretty much ready to escape to a better life - anywhere is better than where he was.
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust pansexual. [yes, it is a real word.]
I Love
- shyness; blushing
- intelligence
- clean appearances
- normally shorter people [only guys can be taller]
- people not afraid of speaking up
I Loathe
- people more outgoing than he is
- homophobes
- obesity
- unthankful people
Maybe I loved too many to name - in short though, nothing serious.
Maybe I Didnt n/a
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down dude?
I Am Awesome
The taller whirled around, brown eyes locking with blue in a fight neither could win. Sure he was sad that Mike was leaving, but life went on, he was more ticked off that his friend – his cousin – was just leaving him high and dry without so much as a goodbye card or anything. A word and Michael expected to just disappear from California?!The black duffle bag hit the ground with a dull thud and the teen shifted his carry on. A hand lifted to push a stray lock of black hair back behind his ear as brown eyes scanned the screens on the wall before him. It took a moment for him to locate the right flight number and time, and afterwards he sighed and reached down to grab the duffle bag again and heft it onto his shoulder before he turned and started off towards the gate.
Glancing down to the ticket in his hand, his mind drifted, and he suddenly wondered is Mike felt like this when he set off for Pinewood a year ago. The slightly younger teen was always so calculating, making sure all his options were well thought through before making a decision. Kaine sighed heavily again, as the words resounded in his ears again.
I’m leaving; it’s as simple as that, Kaine.
He opened his mouth as if to say something before his eyes turned away and he clenched his teeth together haughtily, the anger rolling off him in waves. He was pissed, but he wasn’t going to blow up on Mikey. The younger was stoic and expressionless, but the pain behind those eyes was apparent. After a moment, Kaine’s eyes softened and he seemed to deflate.
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And that was that. Kaine truthfully didn’t think he’d see Michael again, until he got a call from him one day. ‘Get out of California. Move, now.’ Kaine didn’t need much persuasion, considering the drugs and drinking and crime in California was getting overwhelming, and by now he saw what Michael had seen in escaping. He stepped forward to the boarding area. It was time to save himself, for better or worse.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/blockquote]
Thanks Isa for helping =]
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