Post by dylon lynn jenkins on Apr 25, 2010 9:40:42 GMT -5
dylon lynn jenkins !
[/font][/center]dyl is joining us from austin, texas. this sixteen year old is going to celebrate her next birthday on june 16th. she's usually very sweet,honest,caring and is really quite good at singing. their problem is with getting distracted. tsk tsk. welcome to camp rock, hun.
full name: dylon lynn jenkins
celeb face: miranda cosgrove
member group: camper
age: sixteen
secret: i look just like miranda cosgrove
likes: singing, holding a microphone, being around other singers, talking, making friends
dislikes: getting to distracted, being lied to, lying, stealing, cheating
personality:Dylon is a very sweet girl that just loves to sing and be carefree. She is kind of a country girl and will tell you that she's proud of that. Dylon likes to be honest and sincere when both are needed, which she thinks is kind of all the time. Dylon can sometimes have her head in the clouds which isn't always the best thing in the world..But she don't care. Dylon hates to be lied to and is also really really good at telling when you are..So its advised that you just don't. Dylon doesn't get ticked off to bad at things unless you push her..And being a country girl she DOES know how to fight.
history:dylon has grown up in the same place since she was born until she was 8. dylon has a mother and a father. she does have one sibling but she's never seen him except in pictures because when dylon was born he ran away for some unknown reason. she found out that he ran off. now she's 16. Dylon wishes that she knew my brother but she don't. some day Dylon hopes to see him one day. when she get a little older she has told her parents that she would leave home and search for her brother now matter how much they hate it.
now Dylon was enrolled in Camp Rock because her mom thought that she should use her singing skills instead of hiding them. Dylon wasn't really wanting to go but she wanted to do something other than worrying about what her long lost brother was doing so she finally gave into her mothers plees to go.
as said before, dylon plans to track down her brother when she turns 18. she hated her parents at first when she heard the secret,but now that she knows, its okay. she really don't worry that much about her brother, because she knows that one day, brother and sister will be reunited. until that happens, she's devoted her time to forgetting about her past and focusing on her future and hoping to become a famous Country music singer.
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hello! my name is kristen! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about four years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are just dylon. my time zone is central. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:
Cheyanne Breanna Carter, a nineteen year old blonde haired, blue eyed Freshman at the University, sat in her dorm room competely bored out of her mind. Her roommate was out for the day but even though invited to come along, Cheyanne stayed. She wished there was something to do besides sit there and stare at the wall but nothing was coming to her. Chey rememberd a boy she had met a few days ago. When this thought came to her another one surfaced. What would a boy like Bryce Mitchel be doing inside on a sunny day like this...The answer was "HE WOULDN'T!" Bryce would be playing football with his buddys or down on the beach putting suntan lotion on some girls back.
As Cheyanne sat there thinking, another thought surfaced. "What if he is inside...He shouldn't be to hard to find and I know this place like the back of my hand.." And with that she got up off of her bed, wrote quick note to her dorm partner, and went out the door. As Chey passed the door that led to the outside were the football feild was. As soon as she walked passed the door she saw him. She saw Bryce in all of his glory and smiled. "I knew he'd be here somewhere." She sighed and walked out to stand just far enough from the field to not be interfering with the guys's practice, but just close enough were Bryce could see her. Cheyanne's heart beat wildly as she watched the football god run.
She knew that she was stupid to feel this way. She was also really scared. Cheyanne had just gotten over one bad relationship in which she got beat and the guy left her. She was afraid any man that walked into her life would be just like that and that was something Chey wouldn't be able to handle. As Cheyanne stood there though, she couldn't help but feel the least bit attracted to Bryce. He was cute, blondish-browin headed, green eyed, and athletic. These were alot of the things that her Ex that beat her, Mason, never had or dreamed of having in his life. These things drew Cheyanne to Bryce like a magnant drew a paper clip to itsself. Cheyanne saw Bryce briefly look and her and she quickly looked down feeling ashamed and let her blonde curls fall in her face. Cheyanne said to her self ~Your so stupid! He looks at you and this is what you do....Hide your face like a little coward!~ The way she chewed her self out made her flinch and sighed. She thought she should talk to him after practice, but she didn't know how to do it...She had never really talked to a guy like this before. A thought occured to her, in which the thought was ~What if he doesn't like me...If I ask him to coffee or something he'll think I'm a total dork! Wait I am a dork what the hell am I talking about!~ She sighed again and wonderd if abonding hope would be a good idea...To her it seemed that it would be. She doubted she could ever get the courage to talk to him and honestely she doubted her ability to talk to him. Whenever Chey would get around guys, first there was the whole looking like a dork thing, then there was the fear that they were another mason in disguise waiting for her to let her guard down so they could strike.
As Cheyanne sat there thinking, another thought surfaced. "What if he is inside...He shouldn't be to hard to find and I know this place like the back of my hand.." And with that she got up off of her bed, wrote quick note to her dorm partner, and went out the door. As Chey passed the door that led to the outside were the football feild was. As soon as she walked passed the door she saw him. She saw Bryce in all of his glory and smiled. "I knew he'd be here somewhere." She sighed and walked out to stand just far enough from the field to not be interfering with the guys's practice, but just close enough were Bryce could see her. Cheyanne's heart beat wildly as she watched the football god run.
She knew that she was stupid to feel this way. She was also really scared. Cheyanne had just gotten over one bad relationship in which she got beat and the guy left her. She was afraid any man that walked into her life would be just like that and that was something Chey wouldn't be able to handle. As Cheyanne stood there though, she couldn't help but feel the least bit attracted to Bryce. He was cute, blondish-browin headed, green eyed, and athletic. These were alot of the things that her Ex that beat her, Mason, never had or dreamed of having in his life. These things drew Cheyanne to Bryce like a magnant drew a paper clip to itsself. Cheyanne saw Bryce briefly look and her and she quickly looked down feeling ashamed and let her blonde curls fall in her face. Cheyanne said to her self ~Your so stupid! He looks at you and this is what you do....Hide your face like a little coward!~ The way she chewed her self out made her flinch and sighed. She thought she should talk to him after practice, but she didn't know how to do it...She had never really talked to a guy like this before. A thought occured to her, in which the thought was ~What if he doesn't like me...If I ask him to coffee or something he'll think I'm a total dork! Wait I am a dork what the hell am I talking about!~ She sighed again and wonderd if abonding hope would be a good idea...To her it seemed that it would be. She doubted she could ever get the courage to talk to him and honestely she doubted her ability to talk to him. Whenever Chey would get around guys, first there was the whole looking like a dork thing, then there was the fear that they were another mason in disguise waiting for her to let her guard down so they could strike.
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