KING, MICHEAL JAKE

[jake micheal king]

JAKEMICHEALKING !



'Sweet heart
Here's the sweet part
it's five AM
And your lips are still amazing'

NAME: jake micheal king
NICKNAMES: king, kingsley, jk.
AGE: twenty
BIRTHDAY: 15/april
ORIENTATION: heterosexual
GROUP: university
PLAY BY: andy clemmensen

If I'm (home suite or honeymoon) in a glass room, my jealousy threw stones to it.

LIKES: girls, friends, family, parties, coke zero, writing, music, bass guitars
HATES: closed spaces, open bodies of water, crazed girls, homophobia, cheaters, abusive people, drugs, cigarettes
FEARS: falling in love, loosing someone, changing
GOALS: be recognized in where he works, able to stand up to his dad.
HABITS: freaks out when he's really nervous, can't stand to leave his house without eyeliner on or have his iphone with him. He'll feel naked without either.
LOOKS: jake has brown hair with blue eyes, kind of obvious, yes? no? well then, he styles his hair, straightens it then makes it like he just fell out of bed, along with putting eyeliner on in the morning. jake has a lip piercing underneath his right bottom lip, he never has a ring through it, it's just a ball that he likes to play with all the time when he's nervous. He has a tattoo of a skull on his right forearm. He dresses a lot in converses, or vans, sometimes even thongs if he's bored around the house (thongs are flip flops), he'll wear mostly band tee's, but he will wear long sleeves, short sleeves t-shirts from k-mart or jay jays. He will wear shorts on hot days but mostly jeans.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: jake has an odd personality, he's friendly, nice, caring but most overall overprotective. but then he's scared to fall in love or change, any change of any sort, well except the usual. He freaks out when he's nervous and feels naked without his iphone and eyeliner on him. tho most of the time he is childish, but most twenty year old males are still acting like a 14 year old boy. there's the jake that can be a dick head also hot headed, but you'll see that jake if you piss him off in some way.

he's a crazy little man, he doesn't have any disabilities or disorders, it's just the people he's around and how he grew up is the way he acts. he doesn't have anxiety, depression, adhd. it's really who he grew up with and how he reacted back. jake would love to have kids one day, he's the family man, the one you can trust with your kids, he loves kids of any sort unless they disrespect jake then your kid is in trouble really. he's overprotective of girls and even boys, the only time he'd be overprotective of the same gender would be if it was his younger brother or if he had a son it'd be his son. but girls, it'd be his mum, sister, girlfriend, friends or random girls (it does depend on what's happening to the stranger).

I press my head against a star,
To light up my thoughts or wish upon

NATIONALITY: australian, english, french, irish
BIRTHPLACE/HOMETOWN: budgewoi, new south wales, australia.
MOTHER: riley kay king, forty-two, stay home mum
FATHER: allen james king, forty-four, enginer
SIBLINGS: hannah amy king, eighteen, year 12. kip william king, fifteen, year 9
PETS: caleb, border collie
OVERALL HISTORY: jake was born in good ol' new south wales, he moved to tarragella when he was six. his younger brother was only nearly a year born when they moved, he remembered a little bit about where he was born but not that much. jake was old enough to go to school so it wasn't like he missed out much right? jake quickly made friends/enimes/girlfriends whatever else you want to add there.

he's wanted to be a writer since like forever! but he wanted to be a music journalist, you know those people who either go to a concert and interview the bands, or just interview the bands because he's loved music for a long long time, and this just makes what he wants to be more better. jake decided to go to uni, he was contemplating on either not doing what he wanted to do or do what he wanted to do. he also wanted to be the first person in his family to complete high school and some coarse of third education and this is where life has landed him

I'm slipping through my village green,
blues

Hello there, I'm melissa, I found you from admin duh! You'll stalk me through msn, pm, c-box, e-mail, facebook. I've blown out fifteen candles, i'm kinda busy when i'm at dads, as i don't want to post for people then and generally when school is on (MON - FRI). Well you seem like a good person, welcome to Tarragella young one!

RP SAMPLE:

I could sense something different in Haley, he just seemed calmer and less tense as he is most of them time when I’m around. In a way it’s a good thing to talk about things that happened any regrets you have anything you have to confess. But it’s bad because you just want to break down crying or just yell out that you don’t want to talk about it or at least remember the things you did. But I wanted to clear some stuff up and Haley did have to right to tell me to not talk about it or at least insist I talk about something different like photography, music, going to parties or how he’s such a gentleman for this wonderful and respectful dinner. I sighed but not in the sigh that “Oh I’m so sad! Boo hoo” sad, but the “Eh whatever, I’m fine.” kind of sigh. Tho it was a quick sigh you couldn’t hear it anyways. Even if you were amazing at listing to sighs. Okay why am I talking about sighs? I’m a silly fucker.

"so, you've never had sex with anyone but me?" He asked me I nodded as I looked down towards my lap playing with my fingers, I was nervous I don’t get nervous or shy that much but when I do, everyone knows when to not ask questions. "i'm sorry it didn't work out with him." Haley said after I told him Ayden and I were history, I could tell he was lying about it. But I shrugged it off. I didn’t care what Haley thought about Ayden, but they both are in the same band so it’s quite odd for that if tensions are high or what I’m not there for band practise and I won’t be there when Haley and Ayden get in a fight. I wish I could just yell out how much I like Haley, I don’t know if its love and I don’t want to admit it is if it is. I don’t like love, I never believed it and never will believe it, unless someone shows me what love is I’ll believe it but for the mean time it doesn’t exist. That’s pretty much my motto and plan in life and I live by it really. The boat was rocking a bit but I didn’t mind, I remember when I was around 17 or 18 I used to go on fishing trips with a few of my guy friends who in the end I didn’t have sex with of course and my little brother. But obviously Haley didn’t like it at all, I wanted to laugh but I knew I couldn’t laugh because it was quite rude and he couldn’t help it if he’s sea sick you know. Gosh I’m a bitch when I want to be. Haley then came back holding onto something in his hand, breath mints I presume. I smiled up at him.

"sorry, i don't know what came over me. i've never been seasick before." Haley said, he took his seat again and looked at me. I shook my head.
"It’s okay, my brother sometimes got sea sick whenever I went out on fishing trips with a few of my guy friends." I told him shaking my head at him, he was such a drama queen sometimes and by him I mean Joel, tho sometimes Haley can be a drama queen. But he’s the lead singer of the band most of them are drama queens.
"where were we?" Haley asked me, I shrugged my shoulders and just looked at him. He then popped something in his mouth probably the breath mints he had in his hand when he came out of the bathroom on this little boat. "actually, can we move this to the bedroom, they say that the best place to be is the area with the least bumpy, which i believe is the bedroom." He asked me, I sighed and looked at him a bit sceptic about it. Haley + a girl + a bedroom = bad, but as long as he doesn’t vomit on me I’m fine with whatever the hell we do really. I got up and walked behind him, he looked back and smiled at me I grinned back, it was a fake grin he could sense it or maybe he was too much of an idiot to notice. I heard a creak and I quickly looked up to see that he opened the door of a bedroom Haley walked in first and I heard a bounce type sound you know. I walked into the door frame to see a big bed with him sitting on the end of it "now, we can resume." He told me, I nodded and just stayed in the door frame. He gestured for me to walk in as he patted the area next to him insisting I sat next to him. I was nervous I wanted to do bad things with him, but I didn’t want to have sex with him now not yet anyways, but who knows whatever happens happens and I can’t change the past or the future and if I could believe me I would change it in a heartbeat and if it meant not fucking up what I had with Haley then I would take it. I sat down next to him and sighed.
"I’m sorry to get all emotional and girly and I hate showing my feelings and you know that. But I’m sorry." I told him, I hated saying sorry first but sometimes you have to do it if you want to make friends and I wanted piece with Haley, hell I want a relationship with him but we have to build our friendship and if that meant saying sorry first then I’ll do it for the sake of saving my life and making me a better person.

All ALPHAholic's to AManonymous,
and "kiss, kiss my good name" goodbye's

THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY ME MELISSA! THE LYRICS ARE FROM MR. PROZAC - FOR OUR HERO. DON'T STEAL, BECAUSE STEALING ISN'T NICE AND DOESN'T LOOK GOOD ON YOUR CRIMINAL RECORD!