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PostSubject: anthony padilla;♥   Sun Mar 02, 2014 3:40 am





    FULL • NAME : : Anthony Padilla
    NICKNAME(S) : : Ant (he hates this nickname).
    AGE : : 18 years old
    GENDER : : Male
    BIRTHDAY : : September 16th
    SEXUAL • ORIENTATION : : Pan-sexual
    OCCUPATIONS : : None at the moment.





    WEIGHT : : 139
    HEIGHT : : 5' 9"
    EYE • COLOR : : Anthony's eyes are that of an unfathomable liquid brown, illuminated especially under the light of the sun and moon, utterly and completely hypnotic. As it gleams a brown, it is lined with thin streaks of a more golden brown, swirling vividly around the circle of his pupil and around the very edge of his iris. The color also has some smooth splashes of amber, though you can hardly see them.
    HAIR • COLOR : : Many people describe Anthony's hair as silky, soft, and smooth. His hair is a dark chocolate color, but when the sun settles on his hair, it can turn into a more amber-like color.
    HAIR • STYLE : : Anthony's hair can change from here to there, but you'll most likely see him with his "emo" looking hair.
    FRAGRANCE : : Anthony has a scent that will get your heart racing in any second. This fragrance features notes of mint, lavender, cedar, as well as rich amber, combining to create an elegant yet laid-back scent that is perfect for a casual night with a special someone or at any social function that requires you to look, feel, and smell your finest. It's a modern, but effective scent. This fragrance will drive you wild and is completely irresistible. Many people describe Anthony's scent as warm, elegant, confident, sensual, and refreshing.






    PERSONALITY : : Anthony can be rather outspoken, meaning he is always standing up for what he believes is the right thing to do. He is always the first to stand up in a fight alongside his companions, and won't hesitate to show they are his main priority. He can show this by defending them and sharing his compassion. He can also be unconsciously shy, subtle, and definitely holds a soft spot for the people he holds dearly the most. His social skills weren't that great back in the old days and used to be quiet, but ever since he came across Ian, his shyness and quietness disappeared. Anthony's mother, with all her loving ways, often compared his personality to that of his eye color. She would always say, "He's childish, happy-go-lucky, but is obedient." Anthony considers people who are close to him as a family. If he asks you to give him his word and you can't, you can damn well say so that Anthony hates liars. People who don't keep their word are no better.When Anthony is at his best, he is extremely caring, loving, helpful, selfless, compassionate, funny, ect. He dislikes seeing others suffering or in any kind of pain, whether it be physical, emotional, spiritual, or mental. Anthony  can be very wise and comforting to others. He likes to give advice, help members and strangers, especially comforting those who need comforting and support. He's always willing to lend a helping hand when it's needed the most and will put the needs of others before his own. He's always willing to save people, especially those who need saving the most at a particular time. This male is the kind of person who tries to protect and save everyone at the same time. There is large part of Anthony who, deep down, has a strong respect for people and a strong regard for his life and mistakes. Because of this, Anthony often feels immense and remorse of who he hurts, harms, or betrays someone. He knows everyone makes mistakes, but something in his brain makes him feel like everything's his fault, which will lead to depression.When the moment seems appropriate, Anthony can be very fun-loving, upbeat, and humorous. He is particularly charming, playful, mischievous, and humorous around his close friends or people he knows well enough. He can be very perverted, putting up some inappropriate jokes and actions here and there, but don't take it seriously. He's just that childish person. He can sometimes even be somewhat sarcastic or display a dry, sarcastic wit. His best friend often brings out the more fun, lighthearted, playful side of Anthony's personality. His trust to him has highlighted how understanding and loving he can truly be. His best friend's own compassion and kindness are very important to Anthony. He's often very gentle, kind, caring, and humorous around his friend, but is also extremely respectful. He's proven that values such as respect, honesty, and trust are very important to him when it  comes to friendships, relationships, and love.When Anthony is at his worst, he can be incredibly self-loathing, self-destructive, guilt ridden, unpredictable, self-righteous, naive, secretive and judgmental. Anthony has always had trouble controlling his temper, and it's made his way to becoming a major problem for him throughout the course of his life. When Anthony feels guilty and stressed out, his entire attitude seems to change. He's unstable, reckless, careless and can become highly destructive. The "bipolar" side of him usually causes him to push people away and become emotionally cold. When Anthony lets his anxiety take over, he often shuts off his emotions and thoughts to block out his suffering, guilt, and pain. After all his shields and walls are broken down, he becomes vulnerable. Anthony truly is a nice person when he wants to be, but only towards the ones who are closest. Even though he holds a soft spot for those types of people, even those who are close to him should be wary, he won't hold back his anger for you. It's very hard to get him to become his hidden self since it's buried so deep within himself that even he isn't aware that it still exists. Also, pay attention. Only a few of his words are expressed. The rest which is a huge portion, is represented by his body language. His eyes also tend to say things that he won't. In the eyes of his mother, he is just some type of puzzle they have to solve. Maybe believe that he will change if they get close enough to break down his barriers and learn everything. Whether this is true or not, no one knows. Not even Anthony himself. Anthony is one big of a smart-mouth when someone talks back to him. His words are sharper than his thoughts, so it's hard for him to become respective to those he deems unworthy. The only way to get pass this and into his world is to do something that puts him to shame. Sometimes telling him off (which would be pretty complicated considering he's a smart-mouth) will make him respect a person since no one even dares to try.




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PostSubject: Re: anthony padilla;♥   Fri Apr 25, 2014 11:41 pm



"I want you to close your eyes." "What?" Anthony questioned. They were currently cuddling on the grass just outside of the apartments. "I said I want you to close your eyes," Turning her head, she nodded. "Trust me." Smirking playfully at her, Anthony slowly closed his eyes. "Now what?" "I want you to relax. Shake everything out of your system and just focus." When she felt him calm, she sustained, "Now, I want you to think back to where you were the most happiest person." "That's easy," Anthony shrugged, "I'm the happiest when I'm with you." Biting on her bottom lip, Mireya shrugged, "That doesn't count." "It does to me," His lips curved into a smile. "You always make me happy." "But I really want you to think about this." She urged softly, desperate to bring him to an earlier time in his life back before he met her, back when things were normal. "Think back a couple years." Sighing, Anthony rattled his brain for a time and place. "It could be about anyone or anything." She countered. After a few minutes of nothing but rattling of leaves and swish of the trees, Anthony finally managed to remember something. "When I was eight, my dad took my family and me on a vacation." "Yeah?" He nodded. "Tell me more." She mumbled. Biting onto his bottom lip, Anthony began thinking more. "We stayed at a hotel. And.. we once went to this restaraunt and when we finished eating, we had to pay two-hundred dollars." Mireya's eyes widened, letting a chuckle escape her lips which sent Anthony to smile. "Really?" She questioned. Nodding in response, he continued. "When we went back to the hotel, it was hot so I started searching if there was a air conditioner. There was and on the table was a book of instructions. I accidentally broke it cause thee instructions were in Spanish." Chuckling, Anthony shook his head. Taking his hand in hers, Mireya licked her lips. "Did your dad or mom ever find out?" "Of course they did," He laughed whole heartedly making Mireya's heart swell up. It's been a while since she's heard him actually be himself. It was like as if he was back to where he didn't have problems. "They noticed the moment I broke it, but they played it off as if they didn't so they wouldn't upset me. I was eight, so I couldn't be blamed." "Sounds like it was a lot of fun," She murmured. "Yeah," Anthony sighed, opening his eyes, a smile soon pulling on his lips as he saw her face. "I see what you did there by the way."

"I don't know what you're talking about," She innocently replied, hiding the smile on her face as she focused her gaze on the fading stars above them. "You made me remember the good times so I'd forget the bad." He stated a matter-of-factly. "Did it work?" She held her breath, waiting for his answer as she inwardly prayed that it did. "Yeah." "Good." She nodded, asking another question. "Anything else happened that made you happy?" "Not that I recall of—no." Frowning, he tried to reflect back on a couple of years again. "Well, there was this one time when me and my mom baked a cake for Ian's birthday. I was eleven at that time." "Oh?" "We planned this huge surprise party that he luckily had no idea about and we had decided that instead of going out and buying a cake, we'd make one. I mean, how hard could it be, right?" He scoffed, "We almost burned the house down." Widening her eyes in shock, Anthony laughed, his voice echoing in her ears far longer than expected, giving her chills. "Are you serious?" Chuckling, he nodded, "I told you I wasn't a good baker," He pouted, "It's not our fault, okay? We set everything up perfectly. We mixed the combination, we put in the eggs and vanilla extract. I even set the oven to 350 degrees." "And then?" Cowering away, he hid his face by looking away, "Well, once we spilled the contents into the tray, we put it into the oven and decided we'd check back on it in fifteen minutes since that's what the box instructed." Mireya's eyes enlarged in realization, "Oh no." "Yeah," He laughed again, "We ended up coming back half an hour later to a smoking oven." "You really don't have luck in the kitchen, do you?" "No, not really." "I'll be sure to never ask you to bake me a cake then." Gasping, he turned around to look at her, pouting out his bottom lip, pretending to be hurt by her comment. "You're mean." "Sorry that I want to make sure the apartments don't burn down, geez." Mireya pouted her bottom lip in return. "I hate you." "No, you don't. Stop lying to yourself." Letting out a smile, Mireya slightly leaned in, giving him a small peck on the lips. "You love me and you know it." She murmured. "And what happens if I'm not lying?" Seeing Mireya's eyes widened, he laughed, "I'm just joking!" He reassured, a smile appearing on his lips. "Yeah.. I knew that.." She murmured, sending Anthony to roll his eyes. Chuckling, Mireya brought him into a tight hug. "You're so childish." Returning the hug, he replied, "You have no idea."

• • • •

"Since when did you decide to do things behind my back, Mireya?" Anthony's entire demeanor had changed and Mireya noticed the way his body stood that he was pissed. "Anthony." She reached for his hand, desperate to calm him down. "Don't fucking touch me!" Anthony barked, backing away from her as he shot her a venomous glare. "'Getting a glass of water', my ass," Anthony spat, "You were with him, weren't you?" His orbs turned into complete disbelief. "Anthony—" "Don't lie to me." Anthony hissed through gritted teeth, his body shaking with anger. "I didn't. I just wanted to make sure you were okay." She hissed, suddenly feeling sympathy for him. "I couldn't risk letting you fall into a deeper mess than you already were." "So you thought it was best to go behind my back and go with another guy?!" She shook her head, "It wasn't like that—" "It was exactly like that." Anthony growled, his eyes pouring with disgust. "Is that why you told me to go to sleep? Just so you could distract me long enough to run off?" "No I fucking didn't!" She sharply barked, her face growing red in frustration. "Oh, please," He rolled his eyes, "Don't act like this. I know you made me fucking go to sleep just to do that." Anthony muttered nauseatingly, his eyes holding pure hatred. His whole body felt anger boiling and he couldn't move his feet, as if they have been glued to the floor underneath him. In her thoughts, Mireya knew this wasn't the Anthony she knew. This was.. somebody else. Somebody she doesn't recognize. "You have no right to be so.. vile. I was just doing what's best for you." She muttered lowly, afraid that if she used her pissed off voice, he'd crack. "What's best for me?" Anthony baffled on a bolt of humorless laughter. "Don't make me fucking laugh, Mireya. You wouldn't know what was best for me if it punched you in the face, which, come to think of it, you deserve one. Like, is there something I'm missing here? You seem to be real head over heels over this guy. Did you fucking get it on with him?" A sick snarl spread, "I mean, I wouldn't be surprised of you had; it's always the good ones who turn out to be the biggest sluts." Mireya widened her eyes, not being able to process what he just said. A tingle of disbelief fell over her as he stood there, sadness coming over. Keeping her mouth shut, she shifted her gaze elsewhere, trying to hold back all the rage that was building up inside of her. "The truth hurts sweetheart, save the tears for someone who actually gives a shit." Anthony spat, his eyes burning holes through her skin. "Cry me a fucking river," Anthony rolled his eyes, balling his hands into fists. Mumbling to himself, Anthony shot her a look of frustration before purposely shoving past her, disappearing through the back door. "We're done."


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PostSubject: Re: anthony padilla;♥   Sat Jun 07, 2014 2:07 am



The blinding outside light of the sun beamed down on Anthony's closed eyes as he squeezed them shut, wanting nothing but to block out the world around him that was clearly desperate to keep him thriving. Groaning, he shifted to his side, a careless move that Anthony has done many times before — an attempt that shouldn't have shocked his body awake, sending waves of needles through every waking of his being but nevertheless it did and Anthony found himself springing up into a sitting position on his bed. "Shit," Anthony spat as his head began pounding endlessly, the aftermath of the many bad memories that came flooding in his brain. Pressing the bottom palms of his hands to each of his temples, Anthony cursed endlessly, desperate for the abandoning feeling to go away but much to his dismay, it only accelerated, drilling into his skull far deeper and heavier than anything he's ever experienced in the countless times he's gotten bad memories. "Fucking hell," Anthony muttered to himself as he urged himself to get out of bed but something inside of him wouldn't move. Instead, he was stuck, sitting upright with a migraine like never before. Blinking his eyes, Anthony scanned his room, trying to find some sort of sign that he was either going crazy or was still dreaming.

"Jesus Christ," Anthony muttered, closing his eyes, desperate for it all to go away so he could have his peace of mind back, any sort of hush would make him happy but even then, Anthony knew he would never truly be free of anything. The memories may haunt him now but the mess his life has become will stick with him forever, keeping him up all night and stressed all throughout the morning and afternoon. He knew better, though. He knew it wasn't going to go away until it was done, until he was done, finished. Filling him with nothing but numbness. And that's when Anthony's eyes shot open and his heartbeat picked up. Looking all around his room once more, in all sorts of directions, sweat began to prick at the base of his hairline, the hairs on his arms and neck rising as realization kicked in. Swallowing down hard, Anthony was able to finally pull himself out of bed, letting his bare feet hit the floors as he slid them across the room and into the bathroom when he stared at his anxious reflection in his mirror. Parting his lips in disbelief, Anthony shakily pressed his fingers to the skin of his cheeks, pulling at it until it turned pink, wanting to prove it to himself that he wasn't going crazy and that he was actually okay. Splashing ice cold water on his face, Anthony looked up at the mirror, expecting him to wake up in hell where he belonged but was surprised to find himself still there standing in the middle of his bathroom with a look of the utmost confusion and apprehension. Opening the bathroom door, Anthony walked back into his room. Knowing the coast was clear, he grabbed his clothes, headed back to the bathroom, and took a shower.


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PostSubject: Re: anthony padilla;♥   Mon Jul 28, 2014 1:25 am




Anthony walked out of the burning building, his arm hovered over his mouth, dust covering his body from head to toe. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up there buddy." A man in a uniform took Anthony by the arm, pulling him over to a spread out gurney, making him sit on it. "Are you okay?" "I'm fine. My body just hurts from everything that fell on top of me." He mumbled, coughing once more. "Alright. Do you have any chest pains? Headaches?" He cleared his throat. "Yes." "It's nothing to worry about. You said that a few things fell on you?" "Yeah." "That's what's causing the pain. The huge impact resulted in the pain in your chest and the sound from the explosion radiated in your ears, ringing inside your head." "Will it go away?" His voice was hoarse. "Most definitely by tomorrow." "Thanks doc." He chuckled. "No problem. That's what I'm here for." "Mr. Padilla," Anthony looked up to see an officer heading towards him, a stern look on his face. He inwardly rolled his eyes. They always tried to look tough but neither had a impact on him. "What?" "We have a few questions for you." "He just got out of an exploded building," The doctor that had taken care of him spoke up. "He is in no way capable of answering questions right now. On my behalf, you're going to have to wait until tomorrow otherwise I can contact the office and let them know you had gone against medical sentencing." Taking in what the doc had just said, they turned to him. "We will see you soon, Padilla." Anthony smirked. "See ya." When they left, he turned towards the doctor. "Thanks for that." He waved a hand dismissively. "It's nothing. I was being honest when I said they couldn't question you. You really aren't allowed to have a huge discussion after what just happened." He nodded his head in understanding, watching as he packed his things, mumbled a few words to his collage before walking away.

"What the fuck happened back there?" Bruce spat, coughing as well as he made his way over to Anthony. "I don't know man. I was told to meet someone in there when I turned around and see that fucking Kayla followed me..." He froze, his eyes widening in realization. "Wait, where's Kayla?!" "You said she was with you in the warehouse?" Bruce furrowed his eyebrows. Panic immediately set in as he stood up causing the pounding in his head to accelerate greatly. He groaned, pressing a hand to his forehead. "Woah, you okay?" Bruce questioned as he held onto Anthony's shoulders. "Yeah, I'm good. I just gotta go find Kayla." Pushing his hands off of him, he began to walk towards the chaos at hand. "Kayla?" Anthony called out. "Kayla? Where are you?" He waited for any sort of answer but instead, all he got in return, was silence. He frantically looked around, hoping to see Kayla sitting somewhere getting checked out. "Kayla!" Anthony cried out, desperate to find his sister. He gave up trying to look for her out here and decided it'd be best to check the warehouse just in case she was in there. Pushing past everyone that got in his way, he continued to call Kayla's name, praying that she could hear him while he looked all around him.

"Sir!" Someone called out but Anthony ignored him. "Sir!" A hand grabbed his upper arm, bringing him to a halt. "You can't go in there." "I have to find my sister!" He spat harshly, trying to pry his arm away from the person's grip but it didn't work. The prick was too strong for him. "I'm sorry but that isn't a good idea..." He mumbled sincerely, his eyes flashing with sadness and immediately, he knew something was wrong. "I have to find my sister... I know she's in there somewhere. If you give me a few minutes, I'll be out of your way fast. Please..." "I'm sorry to have to be the one to tell you this, but, our team already searched the whole house... there were no more survivors. I'm sorry for your loss." As the words set into his head, Anthony's stomach dropped to the ground. Everything around him coming to a halt. "No." He muttered, shaking his head. "No. She has to be in there. She was with me. I was.. right there. I saw her before the... no." He shook his head. "I'm sorry..." "NO!" He roared, ripping his arm from his grasp. "She's in there. How the fuck did I make it out and she didn't? She was a foot away from me!" "The impact was too much for her fragile body to handle. The amount of shillings that had fell on her burned her to no extent." From the corner of his eye, Anthony saw Bruce's mouth drop, his eyes wide in horror. Shaking his head, Anthony took a step back. "No... no..." He shook his head again, tears engulfing his eyes, blurring his vision. Bruce took a step towards him but stopped the moment he saw the state he was in. "She was everything to me... I tried so hard to protect her, to keep her away from the things I shouldn't do. She should have been somewhere else besides here, not d-dea..." Anthony bit his lip, not being able to say the words out loud. "She can't be gone.." He whispered. "I loved her. She's my sister. She's my life... I... I tried to protect her."

Bruce's eyes blurred as he stared at Anthony's frantic nature. "I.. I promised her that I'd make sure she was safe. I told her I wouldn't let anyone hurt her." He balled his hands into fists. "I promised!" He screamed. "And I let her down..." His voice fell to a desperate whisper.

His sister was dead.

And it was his entire fault.


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PostSubject: Re: anthony padilla;♥   Tue Aug 05, 2014 12:31 am




Stepping inside of the bath, he winced at the sudden warm feeling but quickly got used to it, settling his whole body under the dripping water. It felt refreshing to be able to wash away all the dirt he felt on himself. Grabbing a bar of soap, he began rubbing at his skin, wanting nothing more than to forget the dream that ever happened and the feeling it followed on him. It wasn't until he finished washing his hair and Anthony was back to washing his body that tonight's dream really took a toll on him. Seeing the cuts and bruises on his wrists brought his emotions to a whole new level and within seconds, the tears engulfed his vision and everything blurred over. He didn't even realize he had began to fully cry his eyes out until he noticed the redness of his arms and due to scrubbing those certain spots for so long while feeling the tears drop into the soapy water. He bit is lip, wanting to silence himself from being heard by someone. The last thing he wanted was someone to charge in here while he was naked. Sniffling, he gulped, shaking his head. He had to get rid of these thoughts. He had to forget about what happened, his past and everything else that was terrible to him. He had to.

But.. the memories continued to flash though his mind like a broken recorder. From the moment he was in a relationship, his past, to his family. The tears engulfed his eyes once more as he fought to blink them back. He was stronger than this and he knew that. He had to pull himself together for the sake of everyone and himself. He never let anyone, not even his family, get in the way of who he is and he's not going to start now. Not one bitch is going to ruin that. Wiping his face down, he sniffled, recomposing himself to it's best ability before finishing up with his shower and stepping out of the water, wrapping a towel around his body. Drying himself up carefully, he winced at every bruise he touched, careful not to press too hard before moving up to his hair. Ignore the pain in his arms, he ran the towel through his hair, drying it up before letting it go. He glanced down at his arm after he was done, feeling his stomach churn. Shaking his head, he wiped off the haze on the mirror, looking at himself. Pressing his fingers to his tired-looking face, he bit his lip as he turned away, not being able to look at himself anymore.

Putting his clothes on and fixing up his hair, Anthony exited the bathroom, slowly blocking out his emotions during the process.


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