MILHOUSE, lawson renee

[lawson]

LAWSON RENEE MILHOUSE

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two kids, no consequences
pull the trigger without thinking
there's only one way down this road

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Hey there, glad you could join us. So first thing's first, what do we call you?[/color][/font][/b]
my name is Lawson Renee Milhouse, pretty odd name, right? Yeah, my parents were creative. I don't know why they named me what they did, nor do I give a fuck. I don't have any nicknames, I refuse to let someone call me a nickname. There was one, I was named Son. It only sounded cool when you said, "Hey Son!" or, "What's up, Son!?" in some kind of fake gangster voice.
Okay, got it. And how old are you, if you don't mind me asking?[/color][/font][/b]
i'm sixteen years old.
Mhm and, now don't take this the wrong way, but are you a guy or a girl?[/color][/font][/b]
i'm pretty sure the last time i checked, I had a vagina.
And are you straight, gay or...?[/color][/font][/b]
i only like penis, sorry girls.
Have we met before? You look so familiar![/color][/font]
no, you idiot, we haven't met. but people do say that i look alot like miley cyrus.

Excellent. Now, for the benefit of our readers, how would you describe your appearance?[/color][/font][/b]
well, i'm five foot six, pretty skinny.. um.. i have some major blue eyes. i have long brown hair that goes below my chest. a heart-shaped face, pink lips. i weigh 115 pounds... and i guess that's all you need to know.
And if a stranger had to spot you in a crowd what should they look out for?[/color][/font][/b]
it's not hard to spot me from a crowd. i usually dress differently from others. my eyes are hard to miss, and i'm almost always talking. so look out for my laugh.
What's the first thing this stranger would notice about you?[/color][/font][/b]
i guess my eyes are what stands out the most on me. i get told that they're really bright, they're hard to miss, blah blah fucking blah.
Let's just say this stranger decides to observe you for a bit - any habits or quirks they might notice?[/color][/font][/b]
i usually twirl my hair around my finger when i'm bored. sometimes i'll just randomly laugh, and i won't even know why. it freaks people out sometimes, but hey, fuck you. I'm going to live longer because of that shit. i ran my hand through my hair a lot.
So this creepy stranger, what would their first impression of your character be?[/color][/font][/b]
i guess this creep would notice that i do whatever i want. i don't really care what people tell me to do, or what, i do whatever i want, when i want. that usually lands me into some trouble. i'm a huge smartass and i love to make people mad, it's funny to see their face turn red from how angry i get them. um... i tease people alot, it's kind of my specialty. i try to get people to do things, like get them to threaten me, or drink. haha, but i'm not all that bad, i can be nice when i want, but it's more fun to mess with people.

So, sport, you got any hobbies?[/color][/font][/b]
why the fuck did you just call me sport? i told you, no nicknames. anyway, i like to play guitar and sing, i guess. it's kind of fun, but it's just a past-time. i wouldn't make a career out of it. i love to run, i love it when my heart races. i like shopping, playing poker, riding horses, i modeled for a while, photography, playing some sports..
Interesting! And what about the things you like the most?[/color][/font][/b]
isn't this kind of the same question? i like singing, playing guitar, modelling, messing with people, riding horses, playing sports, shopping, photography, chocolate, pineapple.
And there's gotta be things you don't like too, right?[/color][/font][/b]
yeah, i don't like you. just kidding... maybe. i don't like the smell of coconut, or the taste. i hate people who think they're better than me, people that think they can take me, people that can't take a joke, overly-happy people, being told what to do, cucumbers, sluts, jerks, jocks, uhm.. and certain music.
Great! So are you keeping any secrets? Don't worry, I swear I won't tell.[/color][/font][/b]
it wouldn't be a secret if i told you, but i guess it won't hurt.. the person i killed was my own boyfriend.
My lips are sealed. Now, what would you say is your best quality?[/color][/font][/b]
i guess i'm entertaining, sometimes? i don't know. i can be nice, when i want to be. but i guess it would have to be my fiery personality.
And your worst? C'mon, no one's perfect, kiddo.[/color][/font][/b]
i tend to piss people off more than necessary..

Now how about the other people in your life, let's talk family.[/color][/font][/b]
my mom's name is jessica leigh milhouse. she's 38 and is a nurse at the hospital in my hometown. i don't know who my dad is, so let's skip him. i have an older brother named zackary ryan milhouse. he's 21 and.. well.. i don't know what he does for a living.
Any pets?[/color][/font][/b]
i have a horse and a kitten.
You're doing great, just a few more questions. So where are you from?[/color][/font][/b]
i'm from atlanta, georgia.
I see, cool. So how come you ended up at hawthorne?[/color][/font][/b]
well, i got sent here for my sexual masochism, alcoholism, and for being bipolar.
Almost done. So anything else we should know about you?[/color][/font][/b]
well, what is there to say about my life? i was born to my mom, jessica. by then, my dad had already left us and i never had the opportunity to meet him.. maybe it was a good thing. it was really hard for my mom to raise a baby and a seven year old, while working a full time job. so, my mom hired a babysitter. this babysitter was a weirdo, i tell ya! my brother told me that all she would do was sit on the computer and smoke, while making my brother do all the things my mom asked her to do! she was crazy. one day, she tried to do things to my brother, but he took us to the neighbors. the neighbors call my mom and the girl was fired. so, after that, we stayed with our neighbors all the time.

so, that's pretty much how life was for a while, until i got into highschool. i'm not going to say that i was just some nerd that everyone picked on, because i wasn't. i was pretty popular, not sure why.. but i was. i hung out with all of the cool kids, went to parties, all that junk. it was pretty fun. but this is when things get interesting. i was walking home from a party one day, when i noticed a car began to follow me. it was pretty creepy, so i kind of sped up my walking. when they kept following me, i turned to face them to yell at them, but they were pointing a gun at me. they told me to get into the car, but of course i don't listen. i begin to run away, before i heard footsteps behind me. before i know it, i'm tackled to the ground. they threw me into the car. i pretty much turned into these two guys toy. i had to do whatever they said, or i was punished... severely. but, of course, i didn't listen so i was hurt often.

i was raped many times by these guys, slapped, stabbed, just about anything you can think of. eventually, i just began to like the pain, it turned into something that i craved, something i longed for. it was fun and it only made them do it more. they thought it was hot, that it was fun. i still have so many scars from them. hell, they even carved their initials into my skin. i really don't know how long i stayed with them, maybe a year or two, before they were caught for kidnapping, rape, assault. it was crazy, but i was never the same after that. i wasn't nice to anyone, i thrived off of getting hurt, so i always went after the douchebag guys, my anger was all over the place. i could go from happy to pissed off in only two seconds. it worried my mother a lot.

well, i finally got a boyfriend, someone that i thought could put up with me. haha, how great that was at first. he was such an amazing guy. he would take me on romantic dates, pay for me everywhere we went, always complimented me. then, i found out it was all a set up. he was really the biggest asshole i had ever met. soon, his anger got the best of him almost all the time, i don't know why. he never told me what upset him, so we would always get into fights. i'm not talking arguments, i'm talking full-blown fist fights. i always got the worst of it, because he was stronger than me. he was like a fucking bouncer. no one ever saw us fighting, because it was always in private when he would let his anger out, he would always seem like the biggest sweetheart out in public. well, anyway, one of his friends thought that it would be funny to say that he slept with me. yeah.. my boyfriend didn't like that too well, i had never seen him so mad. so, when i went over to his house later that night, i walked in his room, with him pointing a gun at me. he was psycho, i tell you! he told me to lay on the bed, so i did. i didn't want to have my brains blown out. when he started hitting me, harder than he ever had, and had his way with me, i knew then and there that i had to break up with him. when i tried to tell him that, he just brought back out the gun and started yelling at me. he was about to pull the trigger, but i tackled him and started fighting for the gun. before i knew it, i had the gun in my hand and was pointing it at him. he tried to get it back, but i shot it at him.. and i killed him.

soon, i called the cops and when they got there, i told them everything that had happened. i went to court.. and they sent me here. there's really nothing else to say. i had a fucked up life.

Now it's time to find out about the player! What are we to call you?[/color][/font][/b]
it's krista, shawty!
And how long have you been on this planet?[/color][/font][/b]
i've been alive for seventeen years.
So how long have you been trapped in the wonderful world of roleplay?[/color][/font][/b]
oh man.. i don't even know how long.
Any other creations of yours wandering this site?[/color][/font][/b]
victoria hope jean, abrielle elaine worthy, and jared anthony underwood
And how did you find us?[/color][/font][/b]
i'm an admin!
Is there anything else we should know?[/color][/font][/b]
nahhh. except i love plotting and ruining my characters lives, so look out!
And finally, the phrase that pays![/color][/font][/b]
bahahaha.

you've seen my skillzzzzz

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