Kazz Luddwig

[Kazz Luddwig]

Full Name;; Kazz Isaac Luddwig
Username;; hammerkill
Age;; seventeen
Personality [at least three paragraphs];;
Okay, lets get down to business. The name's Kazz, and I probably wear more eyeliner than you. I'm actually well nice. I was born on October 31 1990, that makes me 17 years young. I'm British, from the UK bitches. I look better in person.

Fuck modesty, I know I'm not ugly. I'm not cocky, just confident. I want to be model real bad, I'd adore that. I like to make a good first impression. Most of all, I want my old fringe back. I miss not being able to see out of one eye.

I don't honestly care if you don't like my music, I do, that's all that matters.

You have flaws, as do I. I drink too much, I swear too much, I flirt too much. I smoke occasionally, I pretend everything's okay, weed is a bit yum. I fall for girls WAY too easily, I'm easily knocked down, even easier to be picked up again. I'm a sucker for nice eyes and a cute smile. I want love back.

Appearance [at least two paragraphs];;
Having black, shaggy hair was always something that he wanted to have. But his mother wouldn't allow it. So when he turned fourteen he dyed it anyway. So now Kazz has black hair thats rather shaggy and is usually joined with some random hair color dye. The length is almost always changing from sholder length to somewhat sort. The boy's eyes is a dark blue. But he loves to wear contacts that change the color to something different. Something like piercing green or even completely white or all black. He loves the reaction he gets from having random colored eyes. His smile is just like any others.

Kazz is the almost average height, at five foot and five inches. His weight is one hundred and five pounds. Oh, and three ounces. So he is rather skinny. The clothes that he wears is always somewhat scene or some might say emo. But labels are so not his thing. Eyeliner is a must. He would never ever leave the house without eyeliner and usually eyeshadow to go with.

Picture of character;; here.

Who is your celeb?;; not a celeb

History [at least two paragraphs];;
Kazz Luddwig's life wasn't easy. But it sure was a bit amazing. He was never rich, he was never spoiled and had to always work for what he got. Around age three, his parents divorced because of an event in the family. This event, whatever happened, is completely unknown to Kazz and his two sisters. When they split, Kazz, Marcie[sister], and Cory[sister] remained living with their mum, Jas Luddwig. And they moved out of the United States and went back to Kazz's birth place, the United Kingdom. They moved into the home of Jas' grandmum that had died years earlier.

Then at age ten, they got word that the father of Kazz had been murdered. But this wasn't what Jas told him. She lied, thinking it was for the better. She said that he died in his sleep from old age, even though he really wasn't all that old. This news didn't effect him all that much, for the simple fact that he didn't have much of a relationship with his father, Damien. Then he got his letter enforming his that he was a wizard. That's when his mum had to have a huge talk with him and tell him everything about his life. Including the death of his father.

Likes;; Drawing.Kitties.Shiny things.Gummy bears.Lollipops!Handcuffs.Limes.Fizzy water.Bows.Glowsticks.Markers.Rings.Tight Pants.Studdbelts.Converse.Piercings.Eyeliner.Greenbeans.Fluffy things.Rings.Brass Knuckles.Internet.Teddy Bears.Mashedpotatoes.Ribbon.Pillows.Olives.Water Guns.

Dislikes;;Spiders.Ants.People in costumes.. like at amusement parks.Guns.M&Ms.Micheal Jackson.Really Ugly People.Meanies.Pervs.Meat.Homophobes.Little little Kids.Old People.Breaking Fingernails.Chalk.Long Nails.Work.Fizzy Water with no Fizz left.Impatient people.

Sample RP;;
Kazz jolted upright from his postion of sitting on a bench, cross legged, when he heard some weird howling coming from the forbidden forest. His eyes scanned the outer layer of trees, looking for something. Anything. That the noise could have possibly came from. But his eyes could only land on trees. He furrowed his eyebrows, as his mind starting freaking out, wishing to know what the noise came from. Bitting his bottom lip, he took a small step towards the dark forest. Whoa, there where are you going? You're not actually thinking about wandering into the freakishy dark, creepy place are you? Shrugging to his thoughts, he took one more step.

Oh god, you are so not yourself at the moment. Just stop, please. I don't want to go in that place. "Shut up," Kazz muttered under his breathe. No longer taking the little baby steps, he started walking towards the trees, with long, prideful strides. Taking in a deep breathe he stopped when he was right in front of the enterance. His eyes jumped from branch to branch. Still not seeing a single thing that a howl could have came from.

Lowering his gaze, Kazz glared in between the trees. True, it didn't look safe and comforting, but it really wasn't all that dark and creepy. Using everything he had, he walked into the trees and looked about. "See it's not a bad place", he murmured to himself. His gaze watched as a coat of fog came into view. It was like some kind of cat, pausing as it wrapped it's tail around each and every tree. Lapping at a small stream.

Just then he heard footsteps and whipped around to face where they were coming from. Not being able to see the person, he started worrying. Told you not to come in.

[.Charlotte.Richelieu.]

Accepted.

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