WELCOME WELCOME WELCOME! :D Yay another writer. . I know you'll write good things!:3
Name: Allie O'Connor
Gender: I'm a lady thankyouverymuch.
Character/ Part you want to be in the fic: Mikey's soon to be girlfriend please.
Looks: pale (almost porcelain skinned) with some freckles on my nose, I have big navy eyes, snakebites, and dark curly red hair.
Style: a Misfits tee, grey ripped skinnies, emerald green converse,a grey beany, and a bunch of yellow bracelets on my right arm. I like me some yellow. :3
Personality: shy at first, sweet, awkward, easily excitable, slightly random, my head's off in the clouds sometimes, I'm pretty quirky, and I'm pretty adventurous.
Favorite member of MCR: Mikey . . stares off into space dreamily
What the fuck kind of a story do you want me to write? Uhhm okay so I (as in Allie) and other various passengers plus Mikey are on an airplane headed for a nice vacation to Sweden, but a blizzard forces the pilot to land. He goes farther then he intended, and we end up crashing in a snowy-negative 20 degree- no phone connection middle of nowhere in Russia. :D And then everyone tries to wait the blizzard out in a somewhat safe part of the airplane. Then Mikey and I, uh, kinda get acquainted, and we end up trying to walk South after the blizzard ends. And now lets fast forward a week and there's nothing to eat. So people go all cannibalistic and Mikey and I leave the group. We end up dying in each other's arms. The end. :) If I just destroyed all your brain cells, I apologize. Anyway nice 'ta meetcha!