ST. CLANDESTINE, REECE

[lilreece]

HEY HEY MY NAME IS REECE ST. CLANDESTINE AND I AM FIFTEEN YEARS OLD. I'M A SHIFTER AND RANK AS NONE AS OF YET AND I WAS BORN ON NOVEMBER 3RD, 1995 IN AUSTRALIA. MY NATIONALITY IS AUSTRALIAN. PEOPLE SAY I LOOK LIKE DEVON GEARHART. THEY ALSO SAY THAT I AM OUTGOING, FUN-LOVING, TYPICALLY SHY AROUND GIRLS, DEVIOUS, AND SOMETIMES CONTROLLING. TO BE HONEST, I'M BEING PLAYED BY SOPHIE.

CODEWORD IVORY

ROLE PLAY SAMPLE
Dangerous?

Pixie Hollow laughed to herself as she jumped from one rock to another, danger had never stopped her from doing anything before. Her father's had raised her better than letting the fear of danger stop her from doing what she wanted. That was one of the things she loved most about her father's; had they been any other way, Pixie Marie Hollow, well, she just wouldn't be her. Even if what she was doing probably wasn't the most intelligent thing to do; jumping from rock to rock wearing black stiletto heels, a white tutu, and just a black lace bra - though the shoes were what added to the danger, more-so than her attire.

With her long pale white arms out stretched as if she were a bird in the sky, she balanced herself as her feet landed on the rock, her white hair flying behind her as the air wisked through the tendrils while she was in the air. For that split second she was a bird, and for that split second anything could have happened. Pixie could have slipped, or some strange event could have happened and she could have died whilst in mid-air, but nothing happened. She jumped, landing safely on the rock that she had wanted to be on.

More than anything the girl wanted to play, but seeing as how she was alone she had to occupy her mind herself. Occupying her mind was not a strong suit of Pixie's, her mind always swayed on many different subjects, especially when she was trying to focus. For instance, she was thinking about how she wished she wasn't so alone on this island partner wise ... but not in that partner's in crime kind of way, more in that physical warm body kind of way. Sure Pixie Marie Hollow had wild nights with strangers, but she wanted something new.

Repeat offenses are fun too...

But she would have to find someone equally as crazy as herself. Pixie wasn't entirely sure if she would be able to find someone equally as crazy, but anything close enough would be worth a chance. Pixie is the kind of girl that hates to be alone, she likes to have another physical being with her, close enough where she can feel the heat off their body radiate to hers. Someone who isn't afraid to tell her like it is, someone who won't be afraid to man handle a girl that could kick their ass, someone would actually have a conversation with her - no matter how brief - if they were to bump into each other, by chance, on the island.

But, yes there is a but, it would have to be someone who didn't always want sex from her. Sure sex is nice, but she doesn't want a relationship or friendship where one always has to give or recieve. It needs to be fair, they need to not be afraid to tell each other yes or no. But her perfect partner was far from this island, and for now she didn't want that ... not tonight.

Tonight she wanted a little fire cracker, someone who would light the fire under her ass. She simply wanted someone wild, someone to play with. As she sat there, her pale blue eyes scanning the water as it crashed into the rocks, she day dreamed about any kind of body to appear.