((*sighs))

((*lurk* ^^))

((*chants* spaz spaz spaz

XD just kidding))

Name: Calyx "Renegade, Viper" Drakolynn

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Homless or Runaway?: Runaway

Appearance:

Personality: Renegade is stubborn, hard-headed, laazy, not to mention sarcastic. But, she is very loyal to her friends are family, but in her case, no one. She hides her emotions and trys not to get attached to anyone, for fear that they would turn on her, just like everyone else did. Inside, she is a good friend, and is very trustworthy.

History: Renegade's mother died when she was seven, leaving her father heart-broken and helpless. Thats when he met Eliza Burton, a very persuasive beautiful lady. He eventually got her father to marry her. Eliza abused Renegade in every way possible, but she refused to give in. Now Eliza was getting desprate, all she had to do was get rid of Renegade and her father, and all they're money would be hers. So, while Renegae and her father was asleep, she set the house on fire. But, Renegade was smart. She got out alive, but her fther wasn't so lucky. Once Eliza had found out that she was alive, she lied to the Police that Renegade had created the fire herself, and wanted to kill her also. She played them like a card. to this day Renegade is still wanted, and there is a hefty reward if she os found.

Crush: >.>

Other:

Age: 15

Gender:Female

Homless or Runaway?:Both, actually, but mostly homeless

Appearance:tle=": Punk : by *F-AYN-T, Aug 11, 2008 in Scraps">
( except prettier, and a little more happy)

Personality:Marina isn't called Vixen for no reason. She is as sly as a fox and smart as and owl.She can be nice and kind to her family, but to strangers, she's a seductive nightmare.She pickpockets, tricks, and hurts most.

History: Marina's history is sad, but interesting. She had been adopted for her looks, then given back the same day. She stals from the rich and gives to her "family"

Crush:Open

Other:Heheheheh.......

((splee! xD  *anxious to start*))

Asphalt woke up grudgingly from a less-than-good night's sleep. The cops tailed him for hours, and the only haven he found was under a polluted, noisy bridge. Swear words were scrawled in messy graffiti all over the corner he slept in, which was right next to an elderly homeless man.

Asphalt sauntered over to First Street, where most of the other runaway and homeless teenagers hung out. He glared at a few particularly threatening looking ones, winked at some prettier ones, and then leaned against a rundown brick building. The sun wasn't quite out yet, but cars were cruising up and down the streets, nevertheless.

Angel opened her eyes slowly.She rose from the torn part of mattress that was split.It was a horrible night, with it being cold and having the share a baby blanket with 5 other people.She stretched and wgot up, making the other 5 tumble. She chuckled.Angel got a small sweater and headed out for Macdonald's.She rumaged through the trash and saw some thing. " yes! a wrong ordered family pack! 16 burgers!" Angel stuffed it in her bag and headed vback to the alley. " One for you, and you and you.." she continued. She handed Asphalt one. " hHere's yours." she said, smiling.

Vixy was already up. She cam back into the alley, and dumped her purse, dumping atches, and some money, wallets, and a few rings." I got a good day's work,boys!" she said, smiling.She grabbed a trashbag full of torn clothes and used it as a beanbag. " Sleepwell, asphalt?" she asked, snickerin quietly.

Asphalt arched at eyebrow at Faolan, but directed his gaze at Angel when she handed him a burger. "Thanks," he chirped, and smiled at her, the pearly whites of his teeth showing.

"Nice, Vix," Asphalt laughed aloud, and scooted over to her purse, looking through what she had stolen. "Oh wow. Nice," Asphalt admired as he plucked a diamond ring out of her purse. "Who'd you steal that one from?" He asked rhetorically.

He eyed Vix, and teased her, saying, "Someone looks good today," a sarcastic grin on his face. "Good thing I never have anything of value... And I slept horribly, thanks. The cops were on me again..." Everyone from around here knew his story by heart.

Renegade yawned, poking her head out of a large garbage can. Her eye's fluttered open just to stare at the food stains on the ceiling. A sigh escaped her lips, followed by a hiss as she climbed out of her make-shift bed. She peered her head out of the alleyway she had been hiding in. "Thank God they didn't find me," she sighed with relief. Renegade reluctantly stood up, stretched and walked away with her hands in her pockets. She pulled out a half-eaten candybar from her pocket and nibbled it as she walked to First Street, where she was suposed to meet someone who had owned her money.

"This is going to be a good day...Hopefully," She thought to hersekf outloud. Thats when, out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a patroling police car drive into sight. Renegade bolted. "Sh!t," Renegade cursed. The Car turned left and out of sight, making Renegdae sigh with relief, but she didn't slow down. She allowe dherself a smile, thats when the wind was knocked out of her as she bumped into a unknown person. She moaned, rubbing her head pitifully. She looked up at Asphalt. "Watch where you're going!" she said, trying to sound confident.