Dazy Lou Danzing

[Dazy Danzing]

DAZY LOU DANZIG FEMALE TWENTY-ONE JUNIOR

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played by Berlynn

"Let's get comfortable. You got a nickname I can call you?"[/font]

Let me see if I can remember all my so say nick names, there is Daze, Dazy Lou, DD, Lou. That’s it. (laughs) Oh wait, there is also Hippie, Cotton Candy, Pinky. Okay that is all now.

"'S cute. Mind if I just call you babe? Cool. So, babe, what's cooking - for those just listening?"[/font]

My hair is pretty long you see, for now its blonde, well platinum blonde with light pink and deep teal. Sometimes its just bright out there pink. Just gotta love bright colors. I got blue eyes, seems to fit since my natural hair is blonde. I probably five foot something, not sure don’t care. I might weigh a hundred pounds and I eat like there is no tomorrow too! When it comes to my appearance, I care a lot about it at times, the could really not give a damn about it. I tend to lend more to the edgy stuff. Jeans, a tee, a jacket, boots. Yea that is me. I have quite a few tattoos. My body is my other canvas.

"Cute. Wore that just for me, huh? Speaking of which, give me the details. Gay? Straight? Look kinda like a swinger to me.. Care for a drink or a smoke, babe?"[/font]

I’m straight. I rather guys, girls are to dramaful for me. I’ll just stick to guys seem better [laughs] I think I am like everyone, I’ve tried different things when it drugs. [smiles shyly] I’ll be honest, weed isn’t so bad. A little puff know and then isn’t going to kill me. I drink when I am out with friends and stuff. The normal stuff.

"Damn. Get some! ha! Chill out. So, swear this won't get leaked anywhere but.. got any secrets? Come on, you can tell me!"[/font]

Let me see if I can think of any. This is probably the first stable housing I have. My whole life, I grew up on the road. Like a gypsy but my parents are hippies. Peace and love type of people. Always on the happy smoke. We lived in a car for the longest. At times we had a home, but it was for a month or few and then back on the street or living with family. I’m the first person it seems in my family to actually say I am going to do something amazing in my life.

"..Ouch. Okay, don't be so cold kid. There's always a way out of shit like that. Got any ambitions, babe? Nah, really. Where do you see yourself in ten years?"[/font]

You know Picasso, Leonardo Da Vinci, and Andy Warhol? I want people to know my name and art like people know them. I want my own art gallery. I want people to know me when they see my art or picture my art when they hear my name. That’s what I want. Just to be known for my own special talent.

"Okay, okay. Don't get too excited. Half those are just hearing about you. Now let's see.. Oh, here we go. Tell me a bit about yourself. Likes, dislikes, strengths and weaknesses - all that. Sports? Art? Give me some dirt![/font]

I had an odd name and an odder personality. I’m carefree and a ‘typical’ hippie I guess you can say. I love to laugh and smile and I love to make people do the same. With all my power I will try to make someone smile if they are down. I tend to had arguments and conflicts. My down fall in one is that if I am involved with one, I will cry. Either out of anger or just hurt. It makes me seem week, I hate it but I can’t control it. Being away from my life I grew up in, I keep with my art to keep me going. Art is my heart and soul and the one thing that makes me wake up in the morning and reach for the stars. Without it, honesty I don’t know where I would be without it. I’ve never played on a sports team but I like playing sports. Usually its funnier to try and play a sport with a friend or just do it for fun. I’m not one to compete.


"Kinky, ha! Couldn't agree more. 'Nyways, one last thing. How'd you get where you are today - what's your background?"[/font]

My parents were two insane drug addicts that shouldn’t have been allowed to keep me as a child. Yes it was that bad. They were so far gone, they couldn’t even tell you if it was night or day at times. Being born, I was like a fresh start everyone started. Not to fresh I guess. They fell back into odd habits and I grew up having to deal with the outcome of something I had nothing to do with. I love my parents to death. They are the only ones I have. I wish I could change them, let them see that the world isn’t so bad.

Growing up, I lived in a car, in many different rent homes, the side of the road, a homeless shelter. All those things. Never had the finer things in life. I went weeks without a bath or days without the proper food. Never had a real friend or a real home. My best friend, don’t laugh, was a stuff unicorn names Flower. She was purple and pink. I didn’t go anywhere’s without her or sleep without her. I couldn’t. My parents didn’t know what was going on with their life, they didn’t know how to raise a child. I lost count of the city and states we lived in. The count of places I lived in. I’m not sure how I was never taken away from my parents.

When most kids were starting school, I was just doing nothing. I never went to a proper school when I was younger. What should have been my eighth grade year of school, I was still traveling around with my parents. Learning what I taught myself and my drawings being my own stable thing. A great aunt of mine convinced my parents to turn me over to her. Without thinking, they did. My aunt taught me everything to get me caught up with schooling. For the first time in years, I was taken to a doctor, only to find out that I was my height and weight from the lack of things needed. Woohoo I was going to be short and small. Just what I wanted. Also, I was told I had ADD.

High school wasn’t my favorite place. I didn’t like the place or the people. I had no friends. My only friend was still Flower. There is where I started to find myself. It didn’t take long for my aunt to pull me out and just have me home schooled. There, I was amazing. Art was still my favorite hobby and escape. I did move a few times throughout four years but it wasn’t as bad. Through my high school years, I decided what I wanted to do in my life. I made a promise to myself to do what it took to be an artist. With my aunt, she’s the one that supports me the most. She’s the one that pays for everything. Well paid for everything, I decided to me on my own, I guess. Give it a try. Its different and I struggle sometimes. I’m a struggling artist, I guess you can say. Fun part is, I get to make my art permeant on someone. My aunt, she refuses to cut ties with me. She still send money and all that stuff. My parents sort of tossed me to the win. Therefore, I am here for myself and for my aunt. For the one person that somehow knew I had it in me to be amazing.

"Shiiit. Well at least you got yourself babe, can't take that away. And me. -winks- What I'm joking! Kind of. Anyways, relax while we evaluate you, get you into your place, alright? Also, we can't even accept you if your faceclaim has not been posted yet. Post in the faceclaim = your ticket to acceptance. Other than.. you know. Being accepted. A'ight, I'm out - peace."
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about you!

I’m Berlynn. I work full time, 7 to 2 or 3 depending on the day, monday – friday. Weekends are usually my only down days, so if I seem to have disappeared, I’m still here. Oh I am deleting some of my other peoples. Peace out. ;)

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