Living Up To Standards

{This seems pretty interesting, but I'm kind of confused about the plot... =? Explain?}

ooc: well maybe my intro will help...it's kinda hard to explain... XD Tell me if it makes more sense after this:
Bic: (my intro)

Hey, Corey Emerson here. I’m from London, England, I’m seventeen years old, and I’ve lived a normal life. Well, fairly normal I mean. I’m stuck with pretty psycho conservative parents, going to a school of musical arts, and had a few weird happenings ever since I was born.
Here, let me explain.
Age 1:

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Aww there’s me, as a baby of course. Wasn’t I just the most adorable???? Psh, I have no care about that, but that’s the only thing I ever hear from mum whenever she see’s this picture. When I was one, my first words were “goo goo ga joob.” Most people wouldn’t really count that as first words, but my parents freaked when I said that. I had no idea why, never did figure it out till last week.
Age 5:

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And here’s me at five. I was a short little guy. One day I was walking around the house singing a song I made up. It went something like this, “After a while you start to smile, now you feel cool. Then you decide to take a walk by the old school. Nothing has changed it's still the same, I've got nothing to say but it's O.K.” I thought it was pretty cute for a five-year-old to make something up like that, but once again, it didn’t fly with my parents. They freaked out going “where did you hear that? How could you? Who are your little friends so we can talk to their parents?” I had no idea what to say, I thought I had made it up on my own, and I had no idea why they kept freaking out about things.
Age 13:

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Ahh puberty, gotta love it. So this is me in my first teenage years, pretty normal I guess. I started learning guitar this year, and I found out I was better at the rhythm parts rather than the main ones, but I’m not complaining. I also learned piano, but I had more fun with the guitar. I also made my first song, showed it to my parents, and once again, got yelled at for it. I have no idea why my parents want me to stop being creative and keep saying, “Where did you hear that?” I hadn’t heard it anywhere, do they not get the meaning of made it up???? Plus they sent me to a school of musical arts this year, since when did they want to stop being creative with music if they sent me there?
Now:

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Well this is me, my mum says I’ve uglied up as I’ve gotten older. I can’t lie, I agree. Not much has happened since I turned thirteen, well umm except one small little detail…a random man dressed in black told me something that changed my life completely! He told me that I was a famous person in a past life, he didn’t tell me who though, he said I’d have to find out for myself. Great, a not so smart guy stuck with figuring things out.
So the first thing I did was start searching things on the internet with the words of things that I wrote. I started with “goo goo go joob” and came up with a song called I Am The Walrus. Next I searched the song I came up with when I was five and came up with a song called Good Morning, Good Morning. Both were by the Beatles. So that narrowed me down to four people at least.
The surprising thing for me was that I didn’t know about them, but now I see why my parents freaked out. I asked them about the Beatles and they about kicked me out of the house. They said ‘never to listen to it again because it is the devil’s music.’ Psh, that’s a load of bull, it’s just music.
Then I looked farther, both songs were a Lennon/McCartney song, so that narrowed me down to two. It was a good start, and I’m pretty sure I’ve figured it out now. I’m better at rhythm guitar, John sang them both, and they were Lennon/McCartney songs.
So John Lennon huh? That’s me I guess….I have no idea what to do about it though.

OOC: Sounds interesting movie =]
Maybe I'll join, later.
Sorry to say this on an RP, but please don't forget to post on our other boards. Like the OnexOne.

Ooc: I haven't forgotten. I've just been really busy and can't stay on long enough to post something. I'll get to it when I have the chance =P

{Hm, so can I join? ;3
And, if so, should my intro look like yours? Or do you not care as long as it's intro-y xD}

OoC: May I join?
This is looks really cool.

Ooc: yah you can both join! An no, the intro have to be nothing long as mine, I just made it long to hive people a better idea of the plot. (but you can try it in first person if you wanna, it's pretty fun!)
I might, maybe add another charrie too. But all you have to do is post your character name and their past famous/important life and you're good!

OOC:: Mind if I join Movie?

Ooc: sure go ahead! Were just waiting on intros now XD

OOC: Do you mind if I make up a famous athlete? I can't find the one I want to use, and I can't remember his name. XD

Ooc: yah no prob! It's hard to find people...or at least I thought. Cause I was looking for a fashion design girl and most of them are still alive XD

OOC: Awesome thanks.
For reference, my guy's named Keefer (Keef) Shadler and the soccer player is named Michale Bronson.

Ooc: yah, no prob!

Hey, I guess I should start with my name, urgh, don't get me wrong, it's unique, I guess. I don't really like it, but sadly, I'm stuck with it.
Anywho, my name's Keefer, Keefer Shadler, or to those who know me, Keef.
So, I guess I'm supposed to blab my lifestory or something? But honestly, it sucks, boring, average, well, except for soccer, I love soccer.

My mom and dad were pretty average, though, my mom was always a bit crazy overprotective of me and my little sister. Not that either of us minded, we grew up in a rougn neighbourhood, so it made life a little easier.
Oh, hah, by the way, I have a younger sister, Sara to her friends, and little pain in the ass to me.
Okay, okay, back to my life story.
I was born in May, May 4th, 1990. Not really that exciting, but whatever, it's a birthday. I guess I started playing soccer before I could barely walk, my parents were pretty freaked by the sound of it, my mom even kept round shaped objects away from me, but, low and behold, being the little hell raiser that I am, I always found something to play with.

Later on, my parents gave up, let me do what I wanted, as long as I didn't play on an organized sports team, she hated that idea, but, once again, I snuck, I played all through elementary school, middle school and high school, I was famous at school, well, for winning, but it was crazy, I loved it. Of course, my abilities were insane, collages loved me, everyone wanted to sign me up, but, my mom freaked, wouldn't let me out of the house, wouldn't even explain, but eventaully, I supposed it was bound to happen. I figured everything out, well, actually my dad caved.
I was some super famous soccer player in a past life. Michale someone, I don't remember his name, I don't know much about him, except for the stuff I learned on google.

ooc: nice intro! Now we wait for vicous and vamp before we continue XD

OOC:: Thanks =]

{Ah, I'm sorry. Yesterday my computer was being a rake-like lawn tool and my internet was shot, and today I just had a lot to do and a whole lot of homework. It's really late right now, so I'm going to sleep, but I will post tomorrow. Bwah, sorry, sorry, sorry. ToT}

Ooc: it's totally fine I understand, it was my mums bday yesterday (40th) so it was pretty busy =P

{Hey movie, can it be someone from a long time ago, or should it be more recent? Just wondering what the limit to who they 'are' is.}

Ooc: whenevers fine, just nothing like caveman age because i'm not sure if they did anything other than the whole discovering fire thing....but anything past that is totally cool with me!

OoC: I'm SSOO sorry I haven't been able to post. My internet has been down... Again. May I still join? I know whom I would like to join as.

Ooc:that's totally fine! Mine hasn't been working very well either, and yah you can still join. We were actually waiting on you and vicous to post XD

Hello. I guess I should tell you my name. That always starts off good conversations right? Well, whatever. I don't care. However, I am Keller Cutting. Good name for a boy or girl, right? No. It is such a boy name. But, I am a girl. I have long gotten over my name. It's cool now. Okay... And I don't have a nickname. My 20-something-year-old stepmother thought it would be "coolio" to try and call me Kell. "Aww," I remember her saying, "Just like Kelly." Pfft. My name is no where near Kelly, so my only name is Keller. But what was I saying before that? Oh right. My life story.

Pretty boring actually. I was born, Keller Olivia Cutting. I have long since gotten rid of Olivia, it doesn't fit the profile... my profile. Oh Gawd! I get distracted so easily. My mom thinks I have ADHD. But you know, whatevers. My mother, the down-to-earth, planet and spirit and destiny mojo lover, Ms. Kaylee Richmond, wanted me to persue a career in dance. My father, the ever strict, beer-drinker and Nascar watcher, Mr. Oliver Cutting, was not nearly as impressed. And I was a good dancer, for a baby whom could barely walk while holding on to her mother's hands, much less on her own.

So they divorced. It was a long, sufferess divorce and child custody case, but my father won. So I have lived with him since I was about to turn 3 and have been with him ever since then. He's strict, but he lets me see my mom every weekend, since she lives down the street, plus whenever there are "teenage girl problems", whatever the hell that means. My father remarried a bouncy, bitzy blonde named... I'm pretty sure it is Brittany. Not exactly sure though. She like maybe 27 and she likes to believe my name is Kelly and not Keller.

I'm pretty sure Brittany and Oliver have two kids. When they got old enough to pull hair, I try to stay as far away as possible. Little pains in the ass. But they are named Kadie and Katlin... twins. They are right down the hall from me and feel the need to giggle, all friggin' night. I'm pretty sure Brittany is expecting another one, but what do I care. Not my kid. As you can see, I'm not the nicest bird of the hat. I'm the one that sits in the back and pecks people's eyes out.

Okay, so I've been secretly practicing my dancing behind Oliver's back, usually in the back of the park, near the "haunted" woods. Then, the other day, this guy all dressed in black came up and started speaking to me. I had no idea who the guy was. But he told me this crazy thing about I was some famous person in my past life. I rememeber laughing. That couldn't happen... Could it?

Supposedly, my past life was Anna...... Oh Gawd. What is her last name? Oh right... Pavlova. Anna Pavlova. She was some Russian ballerina or something. She... I... We? Died in 1931, so like forever ago. But she was really popular. I'm not sure what to believe, but it has to be a conicedence, right? I could dance before I could walk and she was a famous ballerina. Yeah, that's it. Merely a conicedence. Me... A Russian ballerina? Pffftttt. Yeah right.

OoC: Sorry it is so long and took so long. I got carried away.

Ooc: no problem! That's a great intro! Now we just wait for vicous...I might message them just to make sure they're still in it XD