~Forever Young~ {0/5}

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by FreeToLive_

by FreeToLive_

Name: "My name is Jean but I much prefer Jeany! Cute, right?!" She asked in an excitable fashion.
Age: "Most people don't believe me when I say I'm 19, but I am!" She exclaimed and smiled brightly while showing you her ID with her birthday on it, proving her age.
Gender: "I'm a girl, silly!" She giggled.
Height: "I am 5 feets!" She said while poking out her tongue. (SmoL)
Species: "Meow! I'm a kitty!" She giggled and held her stomach. (Human)
Personality: "Huh?" She looked up from playing with her thumbs with a childish grin. (She's, as you can tell, extremely childish! However, this does not mean that she doesn't have her moments. She is intelligent, just to a point. And she doesn't use those smarts very often. She loves to play, especially child games, and doesn't really grasp real world situations very well. Basically, she acts and behaves like a little girl would.)
Appearance: "I'm right here mister man!"

Likes: "Lots! Like candy, and sweets, and colors, and more and more candies!!" (Candy, sweets, cake, games, friendliness, fun, and she actually likes being tucked into bed.)
Dislikes: "Oh not much! I really don't like meanies, though!" She pouted, sticking out her bottom lip and crossing her arms over her nearly flat chest. (Also vegetables. She hates those.)
Backstory: "Huh? Oh I don't have one!" She giggled, but her little fib didn't reach her eyes. (She has remained childish in nature since she was 7 when she had to move in with her aunt and uncle after her parents died in a terrorist attack. She didn't want to grow up because she wanted to continue to live the way that she did when her parents were alive)
Other: "Can I please have some candy now?" (None)

Scenario 1:
You were walking down the sidewalk of the small city you lived in and glanced through the window of a candy shop you were passing. You saw a young looking girl pouting and clasping her hands together in a pleading fashion, looking up at the cashier with a begging look in her red colored eyes. "Pleeeeaaaasssseeeeee!" You faintly heard her whine. Then you saw that the cashier was holding a candy bar out of her reach and shaking his head. "You don't have any money, you can't buy it." You could tell he said by reading his lips. Tears then started to prick Jean's eyes at his words, just wanting some candy even if she had no money.
You...

Scenario 2:
Make your own up.

Form:
Name:
Age:
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Height:
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Personality:
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Requirements:
-Must be male
-20+
-BE DETAILED