[Rory Dellis]

RORY BLAKE DELLIS



CAUSE ALL WE KNOW IS FALLING
Hi my name is Jeffree Star , I’m a boy? girl? what the hell am I?. I was born a bazillion years ago, and I love it here at All We Know; I would like to thank little baby Jesus for leading me to this awesome site. If you need to talk to me for plotting here are some contacts where you can find me: under a rock. You could also reach me though my other characters on this site at; Damien Black + more.

CAUSE I KNOW WE WON’T FORGET AT ALL
All right so you want to know all about me okay so here it goes, my name is Rory Blake Dellis, but you can call me Roy or D, I’m seventeen, years old. I can honestly say that I’m a senior. If you must know my birthday is on the third of November , now that you know the basics I’m going to get into more details, are you ready?

Okay so some people claim that I look a lot like Tom Welling, but I don’t see that. Well so let’s get with the description of me. Well my hair color is dark brown; it looks kind of like medium length and shaggy. Let’s see my eyes are silver blue; my height is only5'10" feet; and I weigh around 150 lbs or so.

NOW WE CAN FOLLOW YOU BACK HOME
Well lets just say that I absolutely love reading, drawing, comic books, the color blue, swimming, the ocean, traveling, relaxing, steak, and baseball, and I hate family reunions, being crowded, annoying girls, the color pink, my father, rats (they creep me out!), Malibu, small dogs, prejudice, and kids shows. Most people come to find that all they have to do to piss me off is crowd me, talk a lot, or cheat. I mean wouldn’t it do the same to you? Even though I’d like to think I was as strong as superman I have my kryptonite, which happens to be brunettes, the beach, and sachertorte. But just as every one else has I have some amazing qualities that do make me almost like superman which happen to be my physical strength, my ability to play baseball, and my charm (and humility, I suppose, ha ha).

I'm normally a pretty quiet guy. I guess a lot of people consider me to be the silent type--you know, the guy that says more with looks than he does words? I guess that would describe me. It's not like I only speak when spoken to, but I'm definitely not a chatter box. I enjoy a calm silence, or just a few words spoken. I am a strong believer of actions speak louder than words, so I'm not exactly going to rant off to you about who said what to who the other day. Anyway, other than being quiet, I'm very polite and I try to be charming, and not just when I first meet people. It was just a principle I grew up knowing, I guess.

I'm very honest most of the time, mostly because I have the biggest conscious you could ever imagine. I'm not very self-conscious or anything, but I definitely don't have a large ego. I'd like to think that everyone was made in their own way, so even if people have ugly sides to them, whether it be on the outside or inside, I can look past it. Of course, I do have a bit of a weakness for brunettes, but that's a different story. Anyway, most of the time I just try to be an all-around nice guy, but if you start a fight with me, I'll be reluctant but I'm not afraid to throw a few punches.

IS THIS WHAT YOU HAVE WAITED FOR
I come from Phoenix, Arizona, but now I have settled down in Dallas. My life is kind of crazy but I think I have turned out perfectly considering where I come from. I was born and raised by two amazing people William and Lara Dellis. My mom’s job happens to be orthopedic surgeon and she’s only deceased. As for my dad his job is retired heart surgeon and he is forty two. I do have some siblings they’re names and ages are; Andrew, my 18 year old half brother, and Briana, my 20 year old half sister. I have some little friends running around my house that some people consider to be pets and their names are a bunch of colorful saltwater fish .

On a rainy November morning I was born to my brilliant orthopedic surgeon of a mother Lara White, and my intelligent heart surgeon father William. I was born into a very marvelous, privileged life. I wasn't exactly spoiled--well, I was but I learned not to take things for granted--and I did get disciplined for my actions. I believe that so far, I have lived a rather rich and full life, and I hope that I can give my own children the same privileges.

But it wasn't easy. Sure, I had the material things that I needed, but the pressure to be the perfect song was immense. I had no siblings, well, that I knew of, and I was my parent's pride and joy. Parents who had very prestigious jobs as surgeons. I was never in the shadow, though--quite the opposite, really, I was glorified. But that wasn't all fun and games. I struggled to be perfect for my parents and not to disappoint them. I didn't have much of a childhood because if I wasn't at some fancy party or whatnot I was studying for my classes for private school, which in fact ended at the finish of eighth grade to my delight.

Then we had to move to find a new school. For some reason, my father suggested that we move to Dallas. We didn't have a specific reason, that I knew of anyway, but my mother and I reluctantly agreed to go. So, we set off for Dallas when I was about thirteen. At first we lived a very nice, pleasant life--until my parents started fighting. At first it was just minor bickering, but then it was full-fledged fights. I would hear my mother throwing priceless things from across the room and the like. It was painful to listen to but I never could intervene--even at the age of thirteen I had about zero authority.

Then it happened. One day, I was coming home from public school (which I had begged my family to let me attend) to find my mother lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood, strewn across the kitchen floor. The police ruled it out as a suicide, only because they couldn't find much evidence of foul play. But I knew that the trajectory of the knife laying on the ground was off. If she would have slit her own throat it wouldn't have fallen like that, but again no one could prove anything. But I knew right away that it was my father. And ever since, a huge rift has formed between us. He knows that I know, but he's keeping me around for one reason or another. All I know is that there are a lot of secrets about my family, but I'll have to find them out sooner or later.

IT TAKES SOME TIME TO LET YOU GO
So I’ve been role playing for five years. Wow now that I look at it, it has been along time. I like to think of myself as a intermediate role-player; most of my characters are male. I did read the rules and I know for a fact the secret code is Gossip is the Devil's radio. Okay now let me prove myself to you here is a sample of my work for your viewing pleasure:

See Damien Black

CAUSE ALL WE KNOW IS FALLING

This application was made by Jocelyn/Zuca of WomanizerBBY Productions. The song is All We Know by Paramore. I got this idea one day while looking though different apps and saw one by bamtheyfellinlove at Caution 2.0; so I decided to make my own and I would like to thank her for the inspiration to make this much love and don’t steal.

[MEGAN]

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