TAYLOR, damon dallas

[DAMON DALLAS TAYLOR]

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damon dallas taylor

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" took a wrong turn once or twice
dug my way out blood and fire"[/center]

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~ my cbox name is : Benny
~ how did you find us?: randomly
~i also play: Benny Blanco, Laney O'reilly

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~ my name is : Damon Dallas Taylor
~ call me : Damon.

~ i am : nineteen
~ born on : january 19th 1992

~ my twin : Hayden Christensen
~ gender : male
~ i like : girls
~ species : Shapeshifter/Wolf
~ type : n/a
~ animal form : Arctic Wolf

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~ about me :Damon is a sweet guy once you get past the rough exterior. He's made a few mistakes in his life and many came with devastating consequences, so he's a little rough around the edges. He's rather blunt and doesn't like to lie, which can get him into trouble because his 'filter' doesn't work and he'll say something honest that may not be wanted. He can be a bit naive if he hurts someone's feelings because he's never sure what will be taken badly and what won't be. Damon loves a good fight and is never one to back down, even if he knows there is absolutely no way he'll be able to win. Around girls, he's a total gentleman, sometimes, and he never wants people to think chivalry is dead even though most 'feminists' tried to kill it. Also, he can never hold a grudge unless it's for something huge. For example, he doesn't dislike vampires or hold a grudge because they kill people unless they totally enjoy torturing their victims first. No, vampires need blood to survive, he understands that and doesn't dislike them in the least. After all, it is each man for themselves in this world.


~ my family :
Patty Taylor - mother - deceased at 27
Dallas Taylor - father - deceased at 39

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~ i love : 3+ likes

[/color]running
[/li][li][/color]fights
[/li][li][/color]snow
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~ i hate : 3+ dislikes

[/color]jail
[/li][li][/color]bratty people
[/li][li][/color]people who enjoy torturing other people
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~ history :
Damon's mother died while giving birth to him, a fact that his father never let him forget. His dad beat him and constantly told him he was a failure and a killer. At the age of 8 he finally got the guts to run away from home. At the time, he had been living in England, so there were plenty of places to go and hide from his father. During the first day he was gone, he ran into a 'group' of teenage boys who saw him pick pocket someones wallet and decided to take him in. It wasn't until he was about ten that he realized they were actually a gang. They got by from stealing from stores, people, and they actually pulled of a small bank robbing when he was 11.

It was during the bank robbing that he got arrested. The camera's caught him on tape and he was caught by the police when they recognized him the next day when he was walking around trying to find something to eat. They took him in, and after his hearing they gave him a 5 year sentence on the fact that he was a minor and because of his situation. Of course, the police found his father and told him about what had happened. Since Damon was going to jail, though, he didn't actually have to stay with his father and only exchanged a few words here and there. Of course, his father was totally furious about everything.

While in jail, he learned how to fight in many different ways. He made a friend who knew tae kwon do, one who knew karate, and one who was the best street fighter he'd ever seen. So, when he finally got out of prison after his five years, sadly for him he didn't happen to get parole, Damon was a bit of an expert at fighting. Since jail wasn't exactly the nicest place in the world, he vowed to himself that he would never go back. The gang found him as soon as he was let out and tried to get him to join again, since he was 16 and still had the young and innocent look to him, but he refused. They put up a bit of a fight; but, strangely, they finally took no for an answer and left him alone.

After jail, his father found him again. All that week he'd had a bit of a high fever and he had been feeling a little sick. Somehow, Dallas managed to find where Damon's apartment was and he came over that Friday night. Dallas started yelling at his son for running away, becoming a delinquent, and going to jail. This all made Damon so enraged that he just burst and before he knew it his father was laying dead on the ground with huge claw marks going up and down his body. He had somehow transformed into a huge Arctic Wolf and his mind reeled in panic. Before he knew what he was doing he had somehow managed to change back, after an hour, and he had gathered everything of his that was relevant, which wasn't much, and he had ran off to the States. He had money saved from his life of crime and he used that to get to Painseville and buy a small house. By this time he was still only 17. After he got a job, Damon just decided to stay here and become part of the scenery. He hadn't figured much out about being a wolf, but he did find out there were vampires and others like him around. He just never had the pleasure of meeting any. Which was severely strange.

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~ role play sample :
Laney rushed out to her car in a bit of a frenzy, she had waken up ten times too late today. Her hair was a total mess and her makeup was most likely smeared over her face in a hazardous way. Biting her lip as she pulled quickly out of her driveway, nicking the garbage can on her way (damn she'd get in trouble for that when she got home), she tried not to imagine the look on her first room teachers face if she walked in late. Not only was she a total outcast to the students, but even teachers didn't seem to like her all that much. In reality, not many people liked her in general. It was mostly because she never talked.

Her car ran down the streets at what was most definitely an illegal speed and she prayed to whoever was listening that she wouldn't get pulled over. Strangely, since at the way this day had started it seemed as if she'd be getting in as much trouble as possible, she managed to make it to school without so much as a ticket. Her breath let out in a soft whoosh, she hadn't really been holding it so much as trying to breath as little as possible. It was stupid really, but it was the same feeling of security you get when you hide under blankets if you think someone is after you. You honestly know it won't help you, but it gives you a sense of being safe. Well, her mind somehow managed to think that if she breathed in and out quietly she'd be less likely to be caught by police by her atrocious speed level.

As she jumped out of the car, she made her way up to the now rather deserted school and straightened the strap of her bag, which crossed her body. In her haste, she totally disregarded the shape of a boy just sort of standing there. She was busy going through her side bag in order to make sure she hadn't forgotten any text books. If she had, she'd be totally screwed over. All her teachers were pretty strict and something as little as forgetting a text book seemed to be a huge deal to them. It was sort of stupid, since it was only a stupid book and they did have extras, but they had already given out a number of detentions to people who had forgotten their books and Mel didn't want to be one of those people.

Anyways, in her hurry and lack of observation skills, she ran straight into the guy. She seemed to bump right off of him and land on her butt with her books falling out of her bag and all over the ground. Laney had been holding the books in her bag and when she fell, her hands flew out in an attempt to steady herself and she'd forgotten to let go of the books so they flew out of her bag and her hands. Stupid stupid, stupid. Mumbling a few select words under her breath, totally forgetting there was someone else there, she crawled across the ground and started to collect her belongings. As soon as she saw the guy though, her breath left her and she blushed immensely. That guy had totally just watched her make a fool of herself. And she had bumped into him. "I'm sorry!" She all but yelled at him in her Irish accent. Then, once she realized what she had done, she clamped a hand over her mouth. All this time she'd gone without talking to anyone, and she didn't plan on making a habit of saying things out loud, and she had gone and ruined it just because she was all frazzled and her shyness had left her for a few moments.

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[scott]

make your claims
oh and me and RJ have a plot and were wondering if you were interested.
Raelyn is artic wolf shifter as well that my tiger Yasha has feelings for
but he needs some competition. I HATE LOVE PLOTS THAT ARE EASY.
Even if it doesn work out favorably for me i would rather fight and lose
then just have to charries end up together easily. I think your wolf
would be good competition if your interested pm me and rj