Post by << Rick >> on Apr 21, 2006 11:35:34 GMT -5
Name: Rick
Age: 17
Gender: male
Species: human
Height: 6' 3''
Weight: 121
Eyes: green
Legs: I dunno, normal?
Clothing: he usually wears all black, nothing but. sometimes he will wear a all white suit. That's only for special times though. Anything else will be all black. He wears a black leather jacket almost all the time. Along with a plain black shirt, and black jeans. He wears his boots as well. He also has a cross that he wears around his neck. and his guitar has become part of his outfit., He usually takes it almost everywhere... but there are exceptions.
Physical Description: He is super muscular, but he is pretty strong. He works out his fair share as to not get outta shape. He is tall and skinny. He always jells his hair out so it looks messy, but it's not. He also wears black eye liner. his eyes are a light green. they look a little grey, but they are truly green.
Personality: sometimes he is quiet and other times he is very talkative. He's not a mean guy, though sometimes his bad days give him a huge rep on being a bastard. He smokes as well, so when he doesn't have a cigarette for a few days, he is either really quiet and freaky, or he takes it out on everyone. Other then that he is a pretty good guy.
History: His father had a strange mental problem that you can't really describe. He liked to cause others pain, but not hurting them, just mentally hurting them.
His mother was a drug addict just like Rick. she needed to have a cigarette just as Rick does now. and when she doesn't, she is really super mean and tears at your emotions.
His parents fought a lot. 24/7 you could say. They could never be in the house together for 5 minutes without thinking of something they could fight about. so they divorced and got split custody over Rick. Then one day, Rick's father to him to work. Rick was looking around in another room, when his father opened the window and walked out. Rick walked in when his father stepped. He yelled at him to stop, but he just walked right off the edge. This disturbed Rick. He had fears that his mother would do the same thing. He never wanted to leave her side, but one night she was killed in a crash and he just freaked. He refused to live with foster parents, but after a few visits to a therapist, he came around and lived with a family until he found himself old enough to come here. He stayed here for a year and failed, so he's back again as a first year, second time.
Likes: heavy metal, drawing, painting, football, baseball, tennis, reading, playing guitar
Dislikes: smoking, crybabies, bullies, preppy people
Fears: dieing, being like his parents
Turn-ons: short, kind, someone who doesn't smoke, blue eyes, your into sports
Sexual Preference: straight. maybe
Prized Possessions: his guitar, the cross he wears around his neck.
Pets: he's never had good luck with pets. They always end up running away or getting hit by cars.
Magical Abilities: none
Weapons: he carries a switch blade knife everywhere.
Classes:
Math: Geometry
English: Poetry
Science: Chemistry
History: Global History
Language: Beastorian (language of animals)
Computers: Typing 101
Riding: Advanced Control
Magic: Potions
Extra: tennis, if they have it.
Clubs: none
Friends: none
Enemies: none
Year: he failed his first time now he's back again. So he's a second year, registered as a first year.
Age: 17
Gender: male
Species: human
Height: 6' 3''
Weight: 121
Eyes: green
Legs: I dunno, normal?
Clothing: he usually wears all black, nothing but. sometimes he will wear a all white suit. That's only for special times though. Anything else will be all black. He wears a black leather jacket almost all the time. Along with a plain black shirt, and black jeans. He wears his boots as well. He also has a cross that he wears around his neck. and his guitar has become part of his outfit., He usually takes it almost everywhere... but there are exceptions.
Physical Description: He is super muscular, but he is pretty strong. He works out his fair share as to not get outta shape. He is tall and skinny. He always jells his hair out so it looks messy, but it's not. He also wears black eye liner. his eyes are a light green. they look a little grey, but they are truly green.
Personality: sometimes he is quiet and other times he is very talkative. He's not a mean guy, though sometimes his bad days give him a huge rep on being a bastard. He smokes as well, so when he doesn't have a cigarette for a few days, he is either really quiet and freaky, or he takes it out on everyone. Other then that he is a pretty good guy.
History: His father had a strange mental problem that you can't really describe. He liked to cause others pain, but not hurting them, just mentally hurting them.
His mother was a drug addict just like Rick. she needed to have a cigarette just as Rick does now. and when she doesn't, she is really super mean and tears at your emotions.
His parents fought a lot. 24/7 you could say. They could never be in the house together for 5 minutes without thinking of something they could fight about. so they divorced and got split custody over Rick. Then one day, Rick's father to him to work. Rick was looking around in another room, when his father opened the window and walked out. Rick walked in when his father stepped. He yelled at him to stop, but he just walked right off the edge. This disturbed Rick. He had fears that his mother would do the same thing. He never wanted to leave her side, but one night she was killed in a crash and he just freaked. He refused to live with foster parents, but after a few visits to a therapist, he came around and lived with a family until he found himself old enough to come here. He stayed here for a year and failed, so he's back again as a first year, second time.
Likes: heavy metal, drawing, painting, football, baseball, tennis, reading, playing guitar
Dislikes: smoking, crybabies, bullies, preppy people
Fears: dieing, being like his parents
Turn-ons: short, kind, someone who doesn't smoke, blue eyes, your into sports
Sexual Preference: straight. maybe
Prized Possessions: his guitar, the cross he wears around his neck.
Pets: he's never had good luck with pets. They always end up running away or getting hit by cars.
Magical Abilities: none
Weapons: he carries a switch blade knife everywhere.
Classes:
Math: Geometry
English: Poetry
Science: Chemistry
History: Global History
Language: Beastorian (language of animals)
Computers: Typing 101
Riding: Advanced Control
Magic: Potions
Extra: tennis, if they have it.
Clubs: none
Friends: none
Enemies: none
Year: he failed his first time now he's back again. So he's a second year, registered as a first year.
