Post by jaiden elia aldridge on Feb 18, 2009 16:16:45 GMT -5
JAIDEN ELIA ALDRIDGE !?
[/color][/font]And I just want you to know that we datin' mad models and poppin' mad bottles tonight.[/font]
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THE BASICS !
ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to be here. i'm jaiden elia aldridge, and you know that's the coolest name you've heard in a long time. i won't go into detail as to why i was named that, but i will let you know that i don't go by my full name at all times. jai, jayy, jaydie are way cuter, and tons more fun to go by. of course, here in this podunk small town of everence, even those embarrassing pet names get out. speaking of everence, you probably think i'm some small town, hill billy idiot. but hey, us everence citizens are pretty different from that! i'm actually loving life here as an siren. pretty rad, right? although, not as rad as my birthday, july twentieth. you know, that day you give me presents? that aside- i'm sixteen years old, and ready to rock this town- or hey, even this state!
and enough of that boring stuff. i know what you want- my rockin bod. and by rocking, i mean drop dead gorgeous. let's just start from the top. my hair? well, i don't even know how to describe these raven locks. but i guess i'd say that they are pretty straight. and as you can see by plainly looking at me and my parents- i'm english. but what you may not know is that my eyes are a mind blowing color. yeah, that's right, they are blue. that is just cool beyond belief. and now for those numbers i know you've all been waiting for. see, i'd consider myself skinny, and most would agree. i mean, i can prove it too. my scale reads 125lbs, not that you should be asking. but i do tower over some things at a nice 5'7. sexy, aren't i? yeah, so i've been told. then again, i've also been told that i look a hell of a lot like mitchell davis. but, that can't be a bad thing, right?
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likes ,dislikes ,
strengths ,
flaws ,
secrets ,
fears ,
general personality ,
SILLY ME I DIDN'T EVEN ,
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parents ,siblings ,
children ,
significant others ,
history ,
READ THE FINE PRINT ,
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age , eighteen :]
contacts , just pm me, or shout at me in the cbox, i don't check my email often
years of experience , almost six
how you found us , advert on yourentertainment
abilities , ---
read the rules , sky eats airplane? lol wtf
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The heavy darkness that spread in a thick blanket over everything within his trailer was something this eccentric male had learnt to live with over the years, the faint light from a lamp in the corner illuminated the place just enough so he could move freely without tripping, still see any victim he'd dragged back to his trailer, still watch the utmost look of terror. It added a bit of macabre to any situation. As does blood.. But the latter is quite difficult to remove from bedding.
Anyway. The darkness. When you're used to it your eyes adjust quicker, you're able to differentiate between things. So when Aidyn's eyes opened Ainai noticed. The ringmaster was curled up in a small armchair a few feet from the end of the bed, dark eyes watching the slow rise and fall of his assistants chest avidly, just expecting that simple movement to stop after the blow to the skull he'd recieved. Though it hadn't.. Those little lungs had continued to fill and empty, that almost silent breath passing those pinkened lips in a slow and steady rhythm.
He wasn't entirely heartless either.. He'd bandaged the wound upon Aidyn's head, pulling out the glass whilst the boy was still unconscious, a blessing from Ai, he knew how much the extraction hurt, especially if the skin had started healing around the foreign material. The bite on his neck he'd left untouched, left bare for his hungry eyes to glance at every now and again. A clear and sure sign that he'd marked the assistant as his own. A sort of brand especially suited to his specific fetish, his lust for digging his teeth and nails into flesh, extracting that deliciously sweet tang of copper liquid, watching it trail down pale flesh..
He moved only when Aidyn never made any movement, his long legs unfolding from underneath him and carrying him over the end of the bed where he knelt down upon the mattress. He knew the indention would alert Aidyn to his presense, he knew that the light was now hitting his body faintly. He still wore the tight fitted jeans and loose black shirt stained to a dark crisp where Aidyn's blood had soaked into some of his clothing, tasteful. His hands hit the mattress next so he ended up crawling up the length of Aidyn's fragile, vulnerable form before he came to that face, eyes so pained.
"Aidyn.." He breathed softly, his words softly reprimanding, a sincere smile smoothing over his countenance. He had beaten Aidyn, won the battle, he had dominance, he was sure he would retain that dominance and so he was letting his guard down enough to show a bit of the softer side he usually keeps hidden for his 'pets', "you did it again, darling.. you pushed me too far," his hand rose, the backs of his knuckes brushing over that smooth cheek as he watched his assistant with heavily lidded eyes. His knee, keeping him upright, moved a little further up the bed, brushing up the inside of Aidyn's thigh in a way that could never have been accidental.
He leant closer, his nose running a soft, nuzzling line over his cheek before he spoke with his lips brushing against Aidyn's jaw. The words he whispered were quiet, almost inaudible as a hand travelled over an exposed chest, the other hands fingers gently brushing through his toy's hair, "do you remember your place?" He asked, a rhetorical question but also one he was going to have to have an answer too sometime tonight, "do you remember who your master is?"
His hand clenched only a little tightly in Aidyn's hair, a gentle clasp that would not have inflicted any more damage on that already wounded head, "answer me," he added in a whisper, words carefully pronounced, elicting from his lips and brushing against his assistants face with all of the softness of a silken ribbon. He only wished that Aidyn would appreciate the amount of restraint he was using.. Feel gratitude towards his kindness. Otherwise he was going to get a little annoyed..
Probably.
Anyway. The darkness. When you're used to it your eyes adjust quicker, you're able to differentiate between things. So when Aidyn's eyes opened Ainai noticed. The ringmaster was curled up in a small armchair a few feet from the end of the bed, dark eyes watching the slow rise and fall of his assistants chest avidly, just expecting that simple movement to stop after the blow to the skull he'd recieved. Though it hadn't.. Those little lungs had continued to fill and empty, that almost silent breath passing those pinkened lips in a slow and steady rhythm.
He wasn't entirely heartless either.. He'd bandaged the wound upon Aidyn's head, pulling out the glass whilst the boy was still unconscious, a blessing from Ai, he knew how much the extraction hurt, especially if the skin had started healing around the foreign material. The bite on his neck he'd left untouched, left bare for his hungry eyes to glance at every now and again. A clear and sure sign that he'd marked the assistant as his own. A sort of brand especially suited to his specific fetish, his lust for digging his teeth and nails into flesh, extracting that deliciously sweet tang of copper liquid, watching it trail down pale flesh..
He moved only when Aidyn never made any movement, his long legs unfolding from underneath him and carrying him over the end of the bed where he knelt down upon the mattress. He knew the indention would alert Aidyn to his presense, he knew that the light was now hitting his body faintly. He still wore the tight fitted jeans and loose black shirt stained to a dark crisp where Aidyn's blood had soaked into some of his clothing, tasteful. His hands hit the mattress next so he ended up crawling up the length of Aidyn's fragile, vulnerable form before he came to that face, eyes so pained.
"Aidyn.." He breathed softly, his words softly reprimanding, a sincere smile smoothing over his countenance. He had beaten Aidyn, won the battle, he had dominance, he was sure he would retain that dominance and so he was letting his guard down enough to show a bit of the softer side he usually keeps hidden for his 'pets', "you did it again, darling.. you pushed me too far," his hand rose, the backs of his knuckes brushing over that smooth cheek as he watched his assistant with heavily lidded eyes. His knee, keeping him upright, moved a little further up the bed, brushing up the inside of Aidyn's thigh in a way that could never have been accidental.
He leant closer, his nose running a soft, nuzzling line over his cheek before he spoke with his lips brushing against Aidyn's jaw. The words he whispered were quiet, almost inaudible as a hand travelled over an exposed chest, the other hands fingers gently brushing through his toy's hair, "do you remember your place?" He asked, a rhetorical question but also one he was going to have to have an answer too sometime tonight, "do you remember who your master is?"
His hand clenched only a little tightly in Aidyn's hair, a gentle clasp that would not have inflicted any more damage on that already wounded head, "answer me," he added in a whisper, words carefully pronounced, elicting from his lips and brushing against his assistants face with all of the softness of a silken ribbon. He only wished that Aidyn would appreciate the amount of restraint he was using.. Feel gratitude towards his kindness. Otherwise he was going to get a little annoyed..
Probably.
LET THE CURTAINS DROP ,
AND THE CREDITS ROLL !
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