Post by luis on Aug 12, 2009 0:40:09 GMT -5
kenneth joshua dominguez.
t w e n t y t h r e e. m a l e . a s s e r t I v e l o w e r m i d d l e c l a s s
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TELL US ALL ABOUT YOU!Kenny was born on November 11th to his parents Dom and Samantha. His father was a regular guy, worked construction and his mother was a kindergarten teacher. Growing up he didn’t complain about anything because there was nothing to complain about. He had everything a kid could ever ask for, a good group of friends, a roof over his head and food on his plate. He grew up in Milwaukee, Wisconsin. Both of his parents knew multiple languages so growing up he could speak English, Spanish, Italian, and Portuguese.
In school Kenny was always a smart kid when it came to math, drawing and sciences. Everything else he hated because he didn’t find it interesting. Grade school and middle school was a breeze, and it felt like flashes before his eyes and suddenly he was 17 years old and a senior in high school. High school was more of the same really…except with the added bonus of playing baseball. He played center field and was also ranked in the top 20 of his class which contained more then 500 students. Another thing during high school was work, he needed to save up money for college because his parents weren’t going to be able to afford it and managed to save up a little bit.
He quickly found out it was not enough to complete his degree and made the difficult decision of enlisting in the marines at the tender age of 18. The recruiter told him he would get money for school after serving and that was the main reason he enlisted. During basic training he was offered a position as a scout sniper because of his intelligence and when he finally made it through training he was a marksman. He was the best marksman his unit had…
After two years in the marines, and at the age of twenty he returned to Milwaukee, Wisconsin after serving in battle. He did come back different from his time served and now has tattoo’s covering his entire right arm, and a portion of his back. Also has a burn emblem onto his left arm with the letters ‘USMC’. He now has a goo-tee, which he does not shave just trim to keep looking good, has very short black hair which he doesn’t care to much for. After being in duty loud noises tend to set him off a bit, fireworks in particular or even a car crash. The sound of loud banging or popping brings back flash backs and he begins to get a little nervous.
As promised though after his time was served he got money for college and every new semester he gets money into his bank account. Currently at 23 he is a part time student at UWM majoring in applied mathematics, lives in his own apartment off campus, and works as tattoo artist at the mall.wow, i'm glad to be joining UNTOUCHED. my name just so happens to be luis, and the celebrity who i am using just so happens to be Jason behr. i've been doing this for 2 years, so i pretty much know how this all works.
Vixen was very interesting to Ryan, maybe it was the innocence she just seemed to ooze or maybe it was just how naturally clumsy she was. Either one was true but it was always one more then the other, and in this case it was definitely the clumsiness. The way she was cautiously moving around on top of the ice was not only funny, but entertaining to watch. It was like one of those comedies on TV, where the klutz always entertained the crowd and what made it funnier was he got the feeling Vixen knew she was a klutz. Nothing funnier then someone who knew they were a klutz but couldn’t prevent it. Next thing he knew she fell right on her butt and began to laugh afterwards. It never got old seeing someone fall flat on there ass on ice, it truly was priceless to see.
Seeing her stand up he wondered if he should ask her if she was alright, but if she wasn’t she probably would have stayed down. She got up quickly too, she was probably use to falling over because not even an ‘ouch’ escaped her lips. Looking up at her he noticed the eye roll when he was still lying on the ground and stood up shortly after. When she began to talk again he knew she was going to fall, and yet again it happened. He was starting to enjoy seeing her fall on her butt, or maybe he just liked looking at her butt, either way it was funny and good to look at. He was purely joking about the ice being able to tell if you’re scared but hell he didn’t care. She had fallen down again and yet again he got another good laugh out of it. This time he did notice she didn’t get up, and with good reason. After two falls like that it made sense why she didn’t get up, her butt was probably a little sore now.
He wasn’t even going to answer her question, she knew it was a joke by now and decided to ignore it. Taking a seat in front of her he looked her over again, she was definitely good looking so a male vampire probably would have used her before feeding, and he got the feeling it definitely was a vampire that was watching her. He wasn’t going to worry her though, what were the chances she ran into that same vampire anyway. “Photography huh?...never would have guessed it.” he told her laughing and then laughed even more when she said she was afraid of the ice. “I was just joking about the ice knowing you’re afraid…but it is always good that you don’t trust it, sometimes it feels like ice has a mind of its own, cracks at unexpected times.” He told her feeling the ice around him, and at the same time made a little whole for him to put his hand in. Probably at least two feet thick this ice so they didn’t have anything to worry about. That was when he heard her ask what he did besides make ice. She had a sense of humor, he liked that and after chuckling a little he answered her question.
“I am a computer science major…specialize in anti virus software.” He wasn’t going to tell her he sold some of his software already and made plenty of money from it because he just didn’t feel like it. “Nothing to impressive, I guess you could also call me a hacker because I can do that too if I wanted. Can make mutating algorithms like no tomorrow…” at this point he was sounding like a big nerd and thought it was better if he just stopped talking. “I’m guessing you’re a freshman? You look young so I’m just guessing.”
did i mention this application template was created by JESSICA. She was bored, and felt inspired. So yeah, credit is due where it is due. She goes by GAGA @ CAUTION. Not that it matters since she rarely posts anything there.