Post by bLaKe on Feb 18, 2006 3:37:43 GMT -5
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Lastname:
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and last but not least...CODEWORD!:
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Firstname: Blake
Last Name: Westerfield
Nicknames: None
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Blake is a really wild guy. He's a daredevil and a rule-breaker, who's always ready to take risks no matter what the consequence. He's nearly lost his life once or twice because of his careless atttitude. He's really laid-back and relaxed, and a generally open, easy to talk to kind of guy. He's really honest and trustworthy, and he can sometimes be hardworking but for the most part he's lazy and a slacker. He's very very sweet and caring and hates seeing people lonely, therefore he is very outgoing and eager to meet new people.
Secrets? Hell yeah, but no body could even guess how many things he bottles up inside.
Past (optional): His parents are rich rich rich buisness people who are always working and are never at home for Blake. He takes full advantage of this and has parties and all sorts of wild things at his place. He keeps all of his dark secrets bottled up and has friends over to try to escape what seems to be inevitable loneliness to him.
Pets: A rabbit named Fufu
Picture:
RPG-ing Skills (give an example) --->
Blake rolled his eyes with irritation and boredom, shutting off his computer with an irritated jab. He stood up and stretched his cramped muscles, and as he walked past a window he caught sight of a bird.
A bird. Nothing out of the ordinary, really, but it kind of made him wish he could spread wings and soar. Shaking his dark hair out of emerald orbs he reached for his phone and dialed a familiar number. He was going to get some type of party started.
Blake's footsteps nearly echoed in his large home as he walked down the stairs. Alone. Nothing new to him, he just didn't like it. After a few quick phone calls, he headed back up to his room to wait out the unbearable lonliness until his 'friends' arrived.
Codeword: Nah Ah! Think I'm gunna give it to ya? Gunna have to read the rules for this one. Sorry.
Lastname:
Nicknames:
Age:
Gender:
Height:
Hair Color:
Eye Color:
Personality:
Past:
Pets:
Picture:
RPG-ing Skill:
and last but not least...CODEWORD!:
+++++++Example+++++++
Firstname: Blake
Last Name: Westerfield
Nicknames: None
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Height: 5'8
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Green
Personality: Blake is a really wild guy. He's a daredevil and a rule-breaker, who's always ready to take risks no matter what the consequence. He's nearly lost his life once or twice because of his careless atttitude. He's really laid-back and relaxed, and a generally open, easy to talk to kind of guy. He's really honest and trustworthy, and he can sometimes be hardworking but for the most part he's lazy and a slacker. He's very very sweet and caring and hates seeing people lonely, therefore he is very outgoing and eager to meet new people.
Secrets? Hell yeah, but no body could even guess how many things he bottles up inside.
Past (optional): His parents are rich rich rich buisness people who are always working and are never at home for Blake. He takes full advantage of this and has parties and all sorts of wild things at his place. He keeps all of his dark secrets bottled up and has friends over to try to escape what seems to be inevitable loneliness to him.
Pets: A rabbit named Fufu
Picture:
RPG-ing Skills (give an example) --->
Blake rolled his eyes with irritation and boredom, shutting off his computer with an irritated jab. He stood up and stretched his cramped muscles, and as he walked past a window he caught sight of a bird.
A bird. Nothing out of the ordinary, really, but it kind of made him wish he could spread wings and soar. Shaking his dark hair out of emerald orbs he reached for his phone and dialed a familiar number. He was going to get some type of party started.
Blake's footsteps nearly echoed in his large home as he walked down the stairs. Alone. Nothing new to him, he just didn't like it. After a few quick phone calls, he headed back up to his room to wait out the unbearable lonliness until his 'friends' arrived.
Codeword: Nah Ah! Think I'm gunna give it to ya? Gunna have to read the rules for this one. Sorry.
