Post by flynn on Apr 10, 2011 17:45:28 GMT
FLYNN AARON CHADWICK !?
'a line of lyrics to describe your character'
'a line of lyrics to describe your character'
FULL NAME Flynn Aaron Chadwick
NICKNAMES Flynn the Wicked
AGE 20 years
GENDER Male
BIRTHDAY July 7th
SPECIES Hunter (Human)
ALLIANCE Light
SEXUALITY Heterosexual
PLAY-BY Zac Efron
EYES Blue/green
HAIR Brown, straight
BODY TYPE Slim, muscular
HEIGHT 5’10 ft
WEIGHT 150 lb
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES Tattoo of a snake wrapped around a sword on the back of his shoulder
STYLE Leather, white t-shirt & jeans, anything casual with a hint of a rocker look
LIKES At least 10.
- comic books
- rain
- silence & the dark
- cats
- adrenaline rushes
- rollercoasters
- dirt biking
- the desert
- trying new things
- history
DISLIKES At least 10.
- vampires
- other types of supernatural beings
- the smell of blood
- animal testing & abuse/neglect
- deep water
- fakes
- when people don’t realize they have something until it’s gone
- smoking
- fire
- attention
STRENGTHS At least 4.
- weaponry
- repairing things
- lifting heavy objects
- sensing good from evil
WEAKNESSES At least 4.
- irrational/reckless when under pressure
- takes everything as a joke
- when an innocent person is in danger
- doesn’t listen to others & plays by his own rules
HABITS At least 3.
- flips his hair a lot
- is always chewing on something, whether it’s gum or a pencil
- drums his fingers when he get impatient
FEARS At least 3.
- deep water
- spiders
- immortality (living forever)
- dying by suffocation/losing air
DESIRES At least 1.
- to wipe out the vampire race
SECRETS At least 1.
- scared of vampires
OVERALL
Two paragraphs.
MOTHER Harley Ann Chadwick
FATHER John Flynn Chadwick [deceased]
SIBLINGS none
OTHER PERSONS OF IMPORTANCE none
ETHNICITY Caucasian & mix of European
WEALTH STATUS Average
OVERALL
Three good paragraphs.
NAME/ALIAS Jewels
AGE
TIME ZONE Eastern United States
HOW YOU FOUND US Advertisement on Royal-We
OTHER CHARACTERS none
RP SAMPLESkylar blinked, surfacing back into the world and taking in her surroundings. Two guards, trying to handle a far from willing prisoner and drag him off to the labs. It wasn't unusual for someone to not fight back though, Skylar often times found herself to be obedient to the guards, only because she was too tired and weak to fight back. Another guard was just standing there, watching the other guards drag the poor soul away. Then he turned back to whatever he was doing on his notebook and repetitively threw glances Sky's way. Then it clicked,
He's drawing you, idiot! The next time he looked up he caught eyes with Skylar, only for a second, but that's all she needed.
It was cold, winter, the trees standing naked, your breath could be seen and felt. A river, frozen, but could be clearly heard winding its way under the ice and down rushing to its destination. Then, a dove, taking flight on a wind current that was crisp and frigid when it played across your skin. And with it came the words hydro-cyrokenisis stage four, telepsychic wings stage two.
Skylar shivered, taken out of the illusion that was so hard to tell if it was real or not real. Unexpectedly she blurted out what was on her mind "You're gifted? But how?"
Her eyes widened as she slapped her hand over her mouth and braced herself for a brutal beating. She opened one of her tightly shut eyes, peeking at her soon to be assailant. But he wasn't making any threatening moves towards her, yet. She had to get better at zipping her lips unless she was told to speak. Silence meant safety and cooperating meant another day to live what little life she had left. Sky was willing to let people poke her with needles if it meant she would be able to live out another day.