Post by Miss Murder on Dec 21, 2008 16:03:55 GMT -5
.out of character
Your Name: Kaitlin -- Kait -- Miss Murder.
How Long Have You Been RPing?: A while Dx.
.in character
.basic info
Name: Christian Donald Andrews
Nickname: Chris, Chrissy, Donny, Donald.
Age: 15.
Birthday: May 23, 1993.
Year: 1st.
Nationality: American. [/size]
.appearance
Hair Color: Black.
Eye Color: Dark brown.
Height: 170cm.
Clothes Style: Chris doesn't have a basic style. So when he heard he had to wear a uniform he didn't mind the least. Clothes were just clothes. They're something that covers the private areas of your body and nothing else.
He doesn't really put much effort to his appearance, except when he is going to church, and offend forgets to even brush his hair. Why bother with such tiresome things when you could be doing something actually useful?
If you were to take him shopping he'd try on a few sweaters and then put them back. Unless you literally force him into something he wouldn't be likely to try it on. His closet it is actually kind of sad. Considering the fact that his mother chose out the few tee shirts and jeans that hang there...
The day he heard about uniforms it was almost a relief. He wouldn't have to worry about what people would think about his picked over wardrobe... Also everyone would look the same. Fashion... big deal.
Basic Appearance:
In his awkward years, middle school, he was kind of chubby. His cheeks were plump and he was sometimes teased by other children at his large frame. He tried to diet, but his mother told him that he just had to grow. Although he has finally grown out into his full frame he still is a cheeky here and there, but who isn't? It wasn't like he eats like a pig or anything... He just has slow metabolism.
Shaving. After those few years of growth for a boy there comes one great tradition, shaving. Although Chris doesn't really need to shave he takes great pride and doing the practice every morning. Once he wakes up he takes a great glob of shaving cream and rubs it around his face then wipes - seeing as there is no hair there - it off with a razor.
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.attitude
Talents: One of Christians many talents is working with what ever comes his way.. Seeing as he is the unluckiest bastard on Earth. He is also quite talented at the piano.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Fears: He fears many things.. He can't be stuck in small spaces. He doesn't like any kind of rodents or insects. He gets queasy at the sight of blood and sometimes passes out. He has a phobia of storms, and when there is a storm he offend climbs into other people's beds. Lastly, anything sharp is a no for Chris.
Strengths: He can deal with shit. He is rather talented at playing the piano. He is average in school. He has a great love for animals (not rodents though).
Weaknesses: Basically everything he fears. Also the fact that anything that could go wrong... does go wrong for Christian.
Dreams: He wishes for any easy life with no worries.. He wishes he wasn't such a freak.
Personality:
He's a bit of a teeth freak. After getting a cavity at a young ate, which scared the crap out of him, he has brushed and flossed every morning and night since then. Cavities are just too horrible to deal with...
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.ze past
Family Members: Mommy (43), Papa (43), Elle (13), Daphne (11).
Hometown: New Orleans.
History:
At the age of five he began have toothaches. So, naturally, the parents brought him to the dentists. There he was diagnosed with a cavity and had to drilled. The whole process was rather traumatizing for a five year old, and when he it was finally done he brushed and flossed his teeth every day and night.
It wasn't until he was in fourth grade that he discovered how unlucky he was. He had got two detentions that year for walking in on fights that he wasn't involved in. He would offend trip over his untied shoelaces... Which were almost ALWAYS untied. So when the velcro style came out his parents bought it for him.
At the age of twelve he became seriously depressed. He didn't want to eat or go to school. That year he almost missed the whole year. The school threatened to fail him, but through the resistance and convincing of his parent's they didn't. Despite the fact he was depressed he never attempted to take his life from the world. Maybe it was the fear of dying, or maybe it was the small might left in him.. The small might that encouraged him to be a good influence to his sisters.
After some counseling his parents sent him to his grandmothers. His grandmother had strict rules and could be harsh at times, but she was truthful and truly a great lady. She would demand for Christian to eat and who could resist? Everyday she would wake him early and they'd go to church. Later in the day, she would teach him to play that lovely piano he had his eye on since he got there. She was the greatest influence on his life.. Her tough personality sending a strict message.. Never give up, and he didn't. When he turned fourteen his grandmother grew ill, and then passed away. Sure he was sad, but he kept strong for his sisters. He kept strong for himself.
A few years later his family and him packed up and moved. After a month or two of public school his mother encouraged him to go to Eddingborough school for boys. It sounded kind of lame at first, but the more he thought of the remote school the more he liked it. So he signed up.
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.other
Anything Else: He is a sucker for bunnies. Bunny slippers, bunny whatever. Don't let him see it. xDD.
.roleplaying[/font]
Please provide a roleplaying sample: Chris turned on the light to his room he would soon be leaving. He'd miss his sisters, but felt relieved he finally got a break from home. His parents were all lovey dovey and sentimental about him leaving. Though they weren't the parents to stop their children from growing. He inhaled the scent of the abnormally clean room. The few clothes he had were washed and packed away. Sitting on the edge of the bed he took a deep breath and looked at the palely painted walls.
His parents had promised to paint the walls for him a while ago, but they had been sidetracked painting his sister's. He wouldn't complain though... After all, he would be leaving this loud place soon. Maybe when he came back for winter break the walls would be an icy blue. The one he had picked out of the color palette. It would get rid of the boring gray he would rise to everyone morning. It felt like the complete opposite of him. Who ever had lived in this room prior to him gave him shivers. To live a life as gray as that wall... He couldn't imagine.
There as a soft knock on the door, and he heaved himself off the bed and turned the handle to a new world. Eddingborough, school for boys.
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Your Name: Kaitlin -- Kait -- Miss Murder.
How Long Have You Been RPing?: A while Dx.
.in character
.basic info
Name: Christian Donald Andrews
Nickname: Chris, Chrissy, Donny, Donald.
Age: 15.
Birthday: May 23, 1993.
Year: 1st.
Nationality: American. [/size]
.appearance
Hair Color: Black.
Eye Color: Dark brown.
Height: 170cm.
Clothes Style: Chris doesn't have a basic style. So when he heard he had to wear a uniform he didn't mind the least. Clothes were just clothes. They're something that covers the private areas of your body and nothing else.
He doesn't really put much effort to his appearance, except when he is going to church, and offend forgets to even brush his hair. Why bother with such tiresome things when you could be doing something actually useful?
If you were to take him shopping he'd try on a few sweaters and then put them back. Unless you literally force him into something he wouldn't be likely to try it on. His closet it is actually kind of sad. Considering the fact that his mother chose out the few tee shirts and jeans that hang there...
The day he heard about uniforms it was almost a relief. He wouldn't have to worry about what people would think about his picked over wardrobe... Also everyone would look the same. Fashion... big deal.
Basic Appearance:
In his awkward years, middle school, he was kind of chubby. His cheeks were plump and he was sometimes teased by other children at his large frame. He tried to diet, but his mother told him that he just had to grow. Although he has finally grown out into his full frame he still is a cheeky here and there, but who isn't? It wasn't like he eats like a pig or anything... He just has slow metabolism.
Shaving. After those few years of growth for a boy there comes one great tradition, shaving. Although Chris doesn't really need to shave he takes great pride and doing the practice every morning. Once he wakes up he takes a great glob of shaving cream and rubs it around his face then wipes - seeing as there is no hair there - it off with a razor.
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.attitude
Talents: One of Christians many talents is working with what ever comes his way.. Seeing as he is the unluckiest bastard on Earth. He is also quite talented at the piano.
Likes:
- Toothpaste.
- Blankets.
- BOTTLED water.
- Umbrellas.
- Emergency car starters.
- Sneakers.
Dislikes:
- Soda.. (it spills all over him most of the time..)
- Heaters. (they die.)
- Socks. (they always have holes.)
- Lottery tickets.
- Icecream. (it melts.)
- Winter. (ice... mud... water... cold... etc.)
- Cavities.
Fears: He fears many things.. He can't be stuck in small spaces. He doesn't like any kind of rodents or insects. He gets queasy at the sight of blood and sometimes passes out. He has a phobia of storms, and when there is a storm he offend climbs into other people's beds. Lastly, anything sharp is a no for Chris.
Strengths: He can deal with shit. He is rather talented at playing the piano. He is average in school. He has a great love for animals (not rodents though).
Weaknesses: Basically everything he fears. Also the fact that anything that could go wrong... does go wrong for Christian.
Dreams: He wishes for any easy life with no worries.. He wishes he wasn't such a freak.
Personality:
He's a bit of a teeth freak. After getting a cavity at a young ate, which scared the crap out of him, he has brushed and flossed every morning and night since then. Cavities are just too horrible to deal with...
[/ul][/font][/size]
.ze past
Family Members: Mommy (43), Papa (43), Elle (13), Daphne (11).
Hometown: New Orleans.
History:
At the age of five he began have toothaches. So, naturally, the parents brought him to the dentists. There he was diagnosed with a cavity and had to drilled. The whole process was rather traumatizing for a five year old, and when he it was finally done he brushed and flossed his teeth every day and night.
It wasn't until he was in fourth grade that he discovered how unlucky he was. He had got two detentions that year for walking in on fights that he wasn't involved in. He would offend trip over his untied shoelaces... Which were almost ALWAYS untied. So when the velcro style came out his parents bought it for him.
At the age of twelve he became seriously depressed. He didn't want to eat or go to school. That year he almost missed the whole year. The school threatened to fail him, but through the resistance and convincing of his parent's they didn't. Despite the fact he was depressed he never attempted to take his life from the world. Maybe it was the fear of dying, or maybe it was the small might left in him.. The small might that encouraged him to be a good influence to his sisters.
After some counseling his parents sent him to his grandmothers. His grandmother had strict rules and could be harsh at times, but she was truthful and truly a great lady. She would demand for Christian to eat and who could resist? Everyday she would wake him early and they'd go to church. Later in the day, she would teach him to play that lovely piano he had his eye on since he got there. She was the greatest influence on his life.. Her tough personality sending a strict message.. Never give up, and he didn't. When he turned fourteen his grandmother grew ill, and then passed away. Sure he was sad, but he kept strong for his sisters. He kept strong for himself.
A few years later his family and him packed up and moved. After a month or two of public school his mother encouraged him to go to Eddingborough school for boys. It sounded kind of lame at first, but the more he thought of the remote school the more he liked it. So he signed up.
[/ul][/font][/size]
.other
Anything Else: He is a sucker for bunnies. Bunny slippers, bunny whatever. Don't let him see it. xDD.
.roleplaying[/font]
Please provide a roleplaying sample: Chris turned on the light to his room he would soon be leaving. He'd miss his sisters, but felt relieved he finally got a break from home. His parents were all lovey dovey and sentimental about him leaving. Though they weren't the parents to stop their children from growing. He inhaled the scent of the abnormally clean room. The few clothes he had were washed and packed away. Sitting on the edge of the bed he took a deep breath and looked at the palely painted walls.
His parents had promised to paint the walls for him a while ago, but they had been sidetracked painting his sister's. He wouldn't complain though... After all, he would be leaving this loud place soon. Maybe when he came back for winter break the walls would be an icy blue. The one he had picked out of the color palette. It would get rid of the boring gray he would rise to everyone morning. It felt like the complete opposite of him. Who ever had lived in this room prior to him gave him shivers. To live a life as gray as that wall... He couldn't imagine.
There as a soft knock on the door, and he heaved himself off the bed and turned the handle to a new world. Eddingborough, school for boys.
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