PAYNE; kaela nicole

[kaela]

kaela nicole payne
nineteen ,, tacoma, wa ,, vocalist&pianist of telescope eyes ,, straight ,, sweetheart
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" well hi! i’m kaela nicole payne and i don’t have any really special story about it. it was just one of those names my mom was in love with when i was born. nicole is actually mom’s sister’s name but i think that’s kind of beside the point, haha. so anyway, i was born on april first, 1991 which means i just turned nineteen. pretty sweet, right? mom always tells me she thought it was a joke when she went into labor on the first, but it wasn’t. blah blah blah, OH. i’m the vocalist and pianist of telescope eyes which is me and my best, best, best friend. it’s awesome.

so uh, i’m pretty average looking. long dark hair, a tan and straight teeth after years of braces. i’m also a stick which kind of sucks because people are always telling me to eat and stuff, but whatever. i deal! i’m five six and a half so i’m pretty tall for a girl. well, at least where i’m from. most girls i know are short and i feel like the jolly green giant or something. it’s kind of ridiculous. umm oh, i have some tattoos. i know, right, they hurt really bad but they were so worth it. i have wonder woman on my back…she’s always been my super hero and she’s really awesome. she’s basically my hero; i want to be like her, haha. i have a couple of sparrows on my stomach and i have some script on my arm…i’m not going to tell you what it says though. you have to figure it out yourself! i think that’s all there is to say about how i look…i’m not the most gorgeous girl ever but i think i’m pretty haha.

sooo what’s there to say about me? i guess, first off, i’m a really nice person. like, extremely nice. it’s both a good thing and a bad thing. like, i have a lot of trouble saying no because i don’t want to hurt someone’s feelings, which in turn makes it easy for them to take advantage of me. i’ve definitely wanted to change this and i’m trying, but seriously, if you look at me with even the slightest puppy pout, i’m done for. i don’t know, i guess i just like to help people out, you know? there’s nothing better in my mind than doing something for someone and seeing how happy and thankful they are. it’s seriously the best form of payment in my mind. i’ve also been described as being determined; like when i have an idea (like getting famous) then i’m going to follow it through no matter what. i’ve been super determined ever since i was a kid and i wouldn’t change it for the world. granted, i get kind of crazy when i’m following a dream, but you can deal with it. i swear. most people do.

i love a good adventure and i’m pretty spontaneous; i’m not going to lie. seriously, if someone is like, “hey, who wants to go explore town?” i’m the first one to throw my hand in the air and scream me. i play a lot of adventure type rpgs when i’m not doing anything; video games are definitely my escape from reality. yes, i do play world of warcraft. i’m not afraid to admit it; yeah it labels me as a geek but who cares? high school is over and the guys seem to love it haha. as for my spontaneity? do not, whatever you do, let me go chill around town because i will end up in ever store with a huge bill. i buy things because i want them, not because they’re practical. i go places because they sound cool, regardless of how safe they are. you know, the whole reason i was playing at the coffee shop was because i was bored one day and signed up without a second though about it. i mean, it was totally worth it, but i put no thought into it whatsoever which isn’t necessarily a good thing. i’ve definitely gotten myself into some pretty sticky situations because i don’t think things through. oops?

okay so i’m not perfect. i wish i was! but i’m not. i can be really annoying and rude, depending on the day. and kind of self centered. i definitely have my diva days where i want things to go my way and my way only, no ifs ands or buts. i’m pretty immature some days too, just because i am nineteen and living the life. everyone expects total seriousness from me and frankly, i think that’s kind of ridiculous. and when i’m acting immature, people get annoyed, end of story. i’m like…a tired kid in a candy shop on a total sugar high or something. i just, get really hyper and people want to punch me. no big deal. i try to be nice to everybody but that’s seriously hard. if you break my trust or hurt one of my friends, we don’t talk and we aren’t friends, sorry. i don’t apologize if i feel like whatever happened wasn’t my fault either, so you can suck it! but yeah, over all, i like to think that i’m a really good person. really. haha.

oh cool, my history now? can i make this short? haha, okay so i was born to vera and samuel payne in ’91 like you all know. my parents are super cute, haha. my mom is this tiny little lady and my dad is like a giant, chubby teddy bear. i love them so much, it’s ridiculous. i also have a little sister, who is sixteen, and her name is laura. and we have a pet dog named peter and i have three neon glo-fish named chris, link and incisor. yes, i have a fish named incisor. it was an inside joke. anyway, yeah, i was born in seattle, washington and we ended up moving over into tacoma when i was two, so i’ve been there my whole life. washington really isn’t all that awesome and, i’m sorry, but i’ve yet to see any sparkly vampires up in forks or port angeles. and yes, i’ve been to forks. my grandparents live up there. ANYWAY, i’m totally getting off on a tangent right now. my childhood was really boring and lame; i actually got into playing the piano when i was in second grade though. it’s kind of what all the girls in my family get to do: play the piano. so i started taking lessons when i was eight and i actually ended up loving it, so i kept on playing it. i went to elementary school and got a little boyfriend named joshua and we were super cute even though our relationship lasted a whole three days. he got mad at me kissing his cheek on the playground, haha. nah but he ended up being my best friend up until freshman year when some stuff happened and we stopped being buddies. so anyway, i made it through elementary school and junior high. no big deal! in high school, i started singing in choir and playing volleyball and that was super fun. high school (aside from not being friends with joshy pants) was pretty awesome, i have to say. when i was in my senior year of high school, i decided to go and play at a local coffee shop for fun since a few of my friends wanted me to and i thought it would be fun. so i did and i ended up meeting my new best friend and favorite guy ever and we formed telescope eyes which, i have to say, has to be the biggest high light of my life, ever. so yeah! i don’t know. that’s me, kaela. hope i didn’t disappoint haha. "





^{hey, so i'm sunny. i've been roleplaying for four years now. as well as this character, i also play nobody yet ):. you can reach me by pm or aim (ask if you’d like it!) if you need me for anything. i found made up stories by an ad on moments before sleep and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

It’s morning. Was that really the best excuse that Grace could come up with? It didn’t really matter; Seth knew that that was her typical excuse. He could definitely remember back in school when their mother would hand Grace the task of waking him and that was always her excuse why he should take the effort to roll out of bed when the then teenaged Seth would much rather sleep in. “Not good enough.” He grumbled, rolling over and wishing that some sort of heavenly intervention would happen so that he wouldn’t have to get out of bed. Grace’s next words definitely piqued his interest though and he looked at her, brow raised. “Oh, really now?” Okay, so maybe he sounded kind of rude, but Seth really did not take well to being stood up, especially by his little sister. And after their previous plans being completely forgetting in lieu of the whole engagement? Part of him was just flat out pissed off, another part was understood and yet a whole different part was just flat out hurt. Yeah, it hurt when your own sister wouldn’t even come talk to you about the fact that she had, oh my god, just gotten engaged. Was she attempting to give him space? Hell, Seth didn’t know. All he knew was that he had some extremely mixed feelings about the whole deal and he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to be happy, or upset, or angry or, well, anything. “No,” Seth argued at her demanding his getting out of bed. “Nope. You owe me at least this much. Bring me coffee in bed and then I might think about it. You know?” Okay, so maybe acting like a prince wouldn’t accomplish much but Seth knew how Grace worked and he knew that he could definitely get a lot out of her when she was aware that he was upset about something. He was definitely planning on using that to his advantage. No big deal, right?

For now, he just sighed and relaxed against his pillows, listening to the sounds of Grace moving around and making him his coffee. So he was in a bit of a bad mood; who could blame him? Regardless he knew that Grace didn’t deserve it and he was definitely going to attempt to be nice to her. Being nice to Grace wasn’t that difficult…most days. If he was going to be upset, it needed to be with Garret. Or, better yet, nobody. Seth wasn’t even that angry of a guy; the only times he usually got mad was when it dealt with Garret (mostly because he definitely knew how to press every single one of Seth’s buttons) or when he was hung over, overly tired or sick. Oh he was definitely able to feel the pangs of guilt for his bad mood and it had only been what? A few minutes? It wasn’t a good sign. Seth sighed, licking his lips, and pushed his glasses up, rubbing his eyes with his fingertips. His eyes were killing him; it was a probably a combination of being tired and straining his eyes. Yeah, his vision was bad. It was really bad, actually, and Seth had times when he was too lazy to get his glasses (even though he knew full well that he wouldn’t be able to see, period) and would then strain to see, which would simply give him one major headache. He was about ready to roll out of bed to go put his contacts in and get ready for the day when Grace appeared with his cup of glorious coffee.

“That’s the problem, Gracie.” Seth stated, peering over the side of his bed to see her coming toward him. “Almost nine is too early. Do you even remember the last time I woke up before nine?” He cracked a rather amused smile, since he knew that Grace would know exactly what he meant. The last time Seth had actually gotten out of bed before nine am really wasn’t that long ago, but it had definitely not been a good morning since there had been no coffee involved. “God you have no idea how glad I am not to have a normal job.” Which he very much was. Seth knew that there was no way in hell he would ever be able to hold a nine to five job, five days a week for the rest of his working life. It was too…god he couldn’t even think of the proper words to describe it. He just knew it would be impossible for him…mostly because he definitely liked to sleep way too much for his own good.

As Grace held out his coffee, he took it with a happy sigh and took a nice, long sip from it. “Thanks, bug.” He said, using an old nickname for her. “It’s good. And be patient, little girl, I’m getting up right now. No need to drag me. You probably couldn’t do it even if you tried. You’re just so weak.” He flashed her a cheek smile as he carefully maneuvered his way from his bunk. “And you better mean that ‘all day’ thing, Grace. No distractions. You owe me at least this much.” Okay, so maybe the ‘you owe me’ part of his statement sounded a bit cryptic, but he really didn’t care. He knew that Grace was busy and the ‘all day’ probably just meant a couple of hours; she was busy after all what with her job and boyfr—fiancé. He would be lucky to get that much time; frankly he was kind of jealous of the amount of time Garret got to spend with his sister. He understood why, but that didn’t make it any easier. Seth just didn’t trust him. What could he do other than being a major tool though? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. With a sigh, he stretched as well as he could with coffee in hand and then took another drink, already feeling more awake and alert than he had minutes before. What was it about caffeine? Seth figured he was an addict or something. He appreciated it though because now he was able to turn to Grace and offer a more legitimate smile. “So what do you want to do today? Since I’m going to be a nice brother and let you pick.” Would he regret it? Nah. It was precious time spent with his sister; whatever she made him do would definitely be worth it.

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