Post by mike on Aug 18, 2008 14:41:46 GMT -5
Mike! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me FalconX and I've shot for the moon 21 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pms.
Ktxbi.
They call me FalconX and I've shot for the moon 21 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via pms.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
THe birth certificate reads Michael Erik Stone
But Everyone Calls Me Mike
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for21years
The say I Am Car mechanic.
Ive Been Told I Look Like Robert Hoffman
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall 5'8
And I Weigh 206 lbs
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced none
They always say I look like Mike has short hair that gets a little bit long in the middle. He tends to spike the top of it with gel. He likes to keep it short and hates when it gets to long. His hair is a light brown and sometimes seems to have blonde highlights in it. A lot of people think he dyes his hair but he assures them it is completely natural.
He is quite muscular only because he went to gym while he was in New York. He kept his muscular structure because he started riding horses and working with cars. He's a few inches above average in height but wishes he was taller. He doesn't look short because his body is evened out. His bones are large making him appear bigger than he really is.
He quite often looks like he has a tan even if he doesn't. His eyes are a dark brown and full of expressions. His eyes aren't very big and are framed by thin eyebrows. His facial features tend to give away what he is thinking or feeling. When he smiles it's usually a lopsided smile.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out Smile.
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore Cars, motorcycles, horses, competition.
I Abhor Divorce, people who know nothing about animals.
I Rock Riding, racing cars.
I Suck Playing any kind of music, getting along with his sister.
I Do Calling his sister 'Moss'.
I Want To race horses.
I Fear His sister dyeing before they settle their rivalry. Crashing a car while racing and never being able to ride horses again.
I Shut up His fears.
I am Mike is very competitive. He loves a challenge and really works hard to get it. Some people think he gets a little over competitive. Though he's competitive with everyone he is even more competitive with his sister Mia. He argues with her a lot, mainly because she chose to go with their father when their parents got a divorce.
He also has a soft side, concerning both his sister and others. If Mia's upset and he isn't already angry with her he tries to comfort her. Sometimes when he's angry his anger blinds him and he doesn't care if he hurts her. He will even go so low as to occasionally mention their fathers death if he really wants to hurt her. Though he rarely does that.
His love of horses is one of the biggest things he has in common with his sister. He enjoys both english and western riding. His passion however is to race horses. Mike is generally a nice person but his family tends to draw out his bad side. In his right mind he doesn't like to hurt people, but if he's angry he tends to do things he shouldn't.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came From Maxwell Oliver Stone. Age 42. Died when Mike was 18. Madison Emma Stone. Age 41.
I Share My Dna With Mia Stone, eighteen years old.
I Come From Denver, Colorado
But I Live Here Now West Virginia
This Is Who I was Mike was born on May 11, 1987. He grew up in the city of Denver, Colorado. As he grew up he generally listened to what his mother had to say and took he advice more seriously. His sister and him were a lot a like except for the fact one of them liked the other parent of the other. Mia and him were very close as they grew up. They hung out together and were the best of friends.
When their parents divorced, Mia went with their father. While Mike went with their mother. Ever since their parents divorced their relationship was never the same. There was a rivalry between them and whenever they saw each other they tended to get into arguments. His sister which he had nicknamed 'Moss' when they were younger couldn't figure out why he left her. He however couldn't understand why she would want to go with their mother and he felt betrayed. From that point his mother and him grew closer and more alike. As he grew into his late teens he was made fun of. He was the only guy who didn't go on dates or do anything his mother said he couldn't do.
One day Mike just snapped. He went out late to parties and stayed all night. His mother constantly grounded him but it did no good. When he turned eighteen he learned his father had died. He grieved for a long time and his rivalry with his sister seemed to stop. He was nice to her and they rarely argued anymore. He never disobeyed his mother and was the perfect child.
Not long after he turned 19 he decided to go and live by himself. His mother couldn't force him to stay so he got his own apartment in New York. He started racing cars and started riding again. He quickly excelled in both categories. Finally he chose to move to a place where he could get even better at riding. He found a home in West Virginia, near a prestigious riding stables called Pinewood Stables. He ordered expedited shipping for his car to be brought to Pinewood. Later because the shippers had two orders with the same last name and destination he learned that his sister was in Pinewood.
This Is Who I am I can't believe she's here!
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust Straight
I Love Horse loving girls who are smart, love to ride and a big bonus is if they know something about cars.
I Loathe Girls who hate animals, aren't very bright, and hate getting dirty.
Maybe I loved None
Maybe I Didnt N/A
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down 'Dude'
I Am Awesome
Mike slowly walked into his house. Well technically it was his mother's house. His eyes swept the room with a glare. The last person he wanted to see right now was his mother. Hobbling into the living room he collapsed into an exhausted heap on the couch. Reaching out with one hand he snagged the TV remote with his hand. Clicking the 'On' button with his index finger. Twisting himself around he settled onto the couch. Stretched out with his shoes sitting on one of his moms good pillows. His chocolate colored orbs watched the TV with a dull disinterest. Sitting here watching TV was not his idea of a fun Friday afternoon. With disgust lining his face he glanced at his cast. Just two weeks ago he had broken his leg and his mother had forbidden him to even set foot outside. With a smug look he thought about where he had just been. Nothing she said could keep him locked in this stupid house forever.
Thanks Isa for helping =]