Post by xiao liang 'arron' lau on Dec 3, 2008 21:34:06 GMT -5
XIAO LIANG”ARRON”LAU
I never tried to make the best of
my time when I had plenty of it
I never tried to make the best of
my time when I had plenty of it
we got a new star!
full name xiao liang lau
nicks aaron, li, lulu
age nineteen
birthday the fourteenth of january
group musician
sexual orientation bisexual, preference for guys
and, oh... what an idiot!
likes violin, the smell of new books, the color green, windy days, studio headphones, mahogany, classical music, breakdancing, christmas music, clubs, flavored lip gloss, fleeting kisses, hugs, chinese poetry, blank music sheets, the sound of rustling paper, earrings, silver bracelets, acting cute, korean pop music, anything with a good beat, zip up hoodies, cosplay, performing, bubbles, rainbows, and texting
dislikes loud people, being bitten, crazed fan girls, the color yellow, being compared to famous composers, racist comments, aaron carter, turkey, nail polish, the smell of freshly cut grass, candy, dental floss, people using his things without permission, hard rock music, fighting, yelling, the sound of cracking knuckles, sloppy appearances, green apples, chocker necklaces, bowler hats, cocky people, being groped, and fireworks
hobbies writing music, listening to music, playing music
habits He bites his fingernails, but that’s okay, they need to be short for violin. He tends to get insufferably cute and annoying when he thinks you don’t like him. When he’s mad, he plays his violin till his fingers bleed or he has totally destroyed the bow. He tends to put things on desks and such in straight lines from biggest to smallest.
quirks He has to break a violin bow in half before he goes on stage to perform. He likes to have contact constantly, so, if he knows you and you are standing near you he’ll have to touch you in some way. He knocks on a door exactly three times; even if you didn’t hear it, he won’t knock again. He crosses his legs like a girl when he’s sitting.
fears Death is his absolute biggest fear especially now, in light of his sickness. He’s also afraid of bugs, the color yellow, and crowded elevators.
secrets He was recently diagnosed with cancer which is his reason for coming to America as a last minute chance to see the world just in case he doesn’t make it; he doesn’t tell anyone about it though. Another one of his secrets is that his parents died when he was ten and he was raised by his older sister.
strong points playing violin, making people laugh, getting what he wants by being cute, learning languages, tae kwon do, his optimism, dancing, photogenic, and math
weaknesses his sickness, piano, geography, remembering historical facts, roundhouse kicks, turning to the left, and talking to girls
so skinny that makes you puke!
build Arron has a small build. He is short [for a guy] and a little stocky. He has a little bit of muscle from tae kwon do, but he’s no where close to being cut and built. He is a pretty healthy weight for his size, maybe a little chubby, especially in the face area.
hair color&&style His hair is a deep chocolate brown. He dyes it often to keep its rich color bright and bold. It’s cut in a slight bowl-like pattern. Long around the face and neck, but short and layered at the top.
eye color onyx
heritagechinese
height five foot seven inches
clothing style It’s all about looking presentable for Arron. His mother told him when he was younger that if he looked sloppy than he would be perceived as a troublemaker. His style is based on that exact principle. He wears nice jeans most of the time; nothing with holes in it. He likes t-shirts but the fit perfectly and look nice. He like polo shirts a lot and scarves. In the winter or when it is chilly he wears nicely tailored jackets and will sometimes wear hooded jackets if they look nice.
flaws Scar on his shin from breaking his leg. Slight blindness in his left eye. He thinks his nose is a little big.
strong points He has really strong legs. Nice lips and hair.
celebrity claim Henry Lau (Liu Xian Hua)
private lives aren't for sale!
parents
Lau Jin Feng, fourty-seven, doctor, deceased
Lau Jia Ying, fourty-four, nurse, deceased
siblings
Lau Xin Shu, twenty-nine, bank teller, alive
other important family n/a
birthplace Shanghai, China
nationality Chinese
anything else Arron was discovered by a Korean casting company playing in a youth orchestra. They thought he was young, hip, and very talented. Little did they know that he could dance as well. When they discovered this, they decided to have him play at talent showcases across Asia. His performances were a mixture of pop, lock, wave, and glide dancing and him playing the violin; he could pretty much do both simultaneously. His claim to fame was his placement in a Chinese group call A STAR (or AST). For this group he played rock violin and rapped a little in English (because he was quite good at it). The group was disbanded this year; four months before he was diagnosed, but his Asian fan base is pretty large none-the-less. Arron moved to Hollywood this year after he was diagnosed with cancer. He wanted to try and make it somewhere other than Asia before he died. He’s just covering his bases, he doesn’t really believe he will die, he puts a lot of faith in the doctors’ abilities.
but then their mask fell!
[/quote][/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]alias mila
age twenty-two
years of roleplaying seven
how did you find the site I cant remember
contact xwickedemeraldx@aol.com
rp sample
How did I get here? Chin rolled and came into contact with something hard, something hard….and breathing. Was this even his bed? He slowly opened one eye. A sigh of relief escaped his lips when he saw it was a girl who was fully clothed. He rolled off the bed. A loud crushing song made his aching head throb as pain shot through his knee. He begrudgingly pulled a beer can out from under his knee and tossed it aside. It bounced off and unoccupied bed and settled amongst some empty bottles of Jack. He stood up quickly, too quickly; before he knew it he was tumbling on top of the girl who he had shared the bed with. She whined in a drunken stupor, grabbed his waist, and pulled him to her in a bone crushing hug. “Hun, let go.” Chin tried to pry her off of him but she was damn strong for a girl, but then again, Chin was weak for a guy. “Goddammit, get the hell off of me!” He couldn’t think of anything else to do so he slapped her hard across the face. Her eyes flew open and she let go. She was pissed and tried to make that known, but before the first ‘fuck you’ escaped her lips, Chin had located his bag and was out the door.
He found the kitchen in the house where he stole a bottle of water before trying to find out where he was. When he stepped outside he was relieved to see his car and his driver sitting in the driveway. He walked over to the car, tapped on the window to wake George up, and hopped in the back. “Hey yo Georgie boy, you could have come inside you know? Well, let’s get home babe, I gotta get changed for work.” With that George started up the car and drove his employer home. Chin showered and dressed quickly, a brightly colored shirt that sported the word ‘Bitch’ across the front and a pair of jeans. He grabbed a hoodie and was out the door faster than he had ever been in his life. Even George asked him if he was sick. Chin just laughed it off and told him to drive to the studio.
“Hey babe, can you get me a latte, we forgot on the way.” George nodded and smiled. Chin waved him off. George was a doll, one of Chin’s best workers; it was a perk that he had a great ass. Chin threw on his hoodie, popping the hood, and adjusted his bag. When Chin’s hood was up that always meant don’t talk to me. Most of the studio employees knew that by now. Chin trudged past them, looking straight ahead. He reached the door of the studio he was working in and sighed before turning the handle. Chin had thought he was going to get a half hour or so of peace while he drank the coffee George would bring him, but as he opened the door a slight tinkling of the piano could be heard. Chin rolled his eyes and closed the door carefully behind him. He plopped down on the couch just behind Hyun and grabbed up a magazine. “Hey Hyun! You’re here early, all nighter?” He thumbed through the magazine, chuckling at an article. “Looks like Clay Aiken has officially announced he gaydom.” He said the word officially with dramatic finger quotes. “No duh…am I right?.....hey you! You ignoring me?” Chin sighed and went back to his magazine.
