Post by Brett Tyler Malcom on Jul 5, 2008 19:39:33 GMT -5
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Brett Tyler Malcom
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you may be a lover but you ain't no dancer,
FULL NAME:Brett Tyler Malcom
NICKNAMES?: Think of whatever you want
AGE:Twenty-three
GRADE: Sophomore.
GENDER: Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
OCCUPATION: part time busboy
SOCIAL STATUS: upper-low class
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HEIGHT: 6'1
WEIGHT: 162
HAIR: Brett’s hair is a caramel color sort of brown, and has stayed that way... since he was born. No, he was never really one of those kids to dye his hair random colors, it just never struck him as fun or entertaining, and he also knew what it did to his hair and really didn't care for it. About every year or so he has a new hair cut, ranging from short to medium length depending on how he feels during that certain point in his life. Other than the minor changes to how short or long his hair is, he's never really done anything else with it... quite boring? It has a soft, messy bed head appearance. Though him and his sister have completely opposite hair colors, her hair is bright red…from birth.
EYES: Blue that's the color of Brett’s eyes. They’re no where near as boring as his eyes are, and his eyes really tell a story, if you have the time to read it. Sometimes you can see traces of other colors in his eyes when he is in a certain mood. If he’s angry/upset they will usually a grayish color. Or if he’s happy/excited they will be a bright blue color. But if he’s just..so so they’ll be a lighter blue. He got his eyes from his mother.
BODY TYPE: He is an average height of 6'1. Tall and built is about the only thing that comes to mind when you see Todd. He’s certainly overweight for his height, but it is all muscle. Pretty built body, a result of everyday workouts, running, skating. The usual routine. Muscular, toned abs, arms, and legs. He has long, toned legs for those baggy jeans that seem so popular for the skater type. He has the party boy appearance, which fits his personality.
PIERCINGS/TATTOOS: He has a small tattoo of a red and black star on his upper back close to his shoulder. And another tattoo of his mother's and father's names on his upper middle back. And no piercings. He feels they are for girls.
ANYTHING ELSE?: He has a crooked smile. Not by choice. His foster family was abusive and hit him so hard once it broke his jaw, so his perfect smile was no longer perfect. He has had multiple broken bones but is always willing to take more risks. He has a scar on his hip from falling out of a tree when he was about five. Another scar from when he was around eight from his older foster sister who pushed him down the stairs. And one more from about the age sixteen, He did this one himself by being a dare devil, he hit a tree with his car.
OVERALL: Brett's not much of a talker unless he knows the person VERY well. He pretty much wears what's comfortable. You will usually see him in baggy jeans and a loose t-shirt and converse. Sometimes tighter jeans and a nice t-shirt and converse. He's not a fashion freak. And he's not into judging people. If tight jeans and black makeup is your thing...let it be. He doesn't care what you think of him. He's laid back most of the time.
FACE CLAIM: Ryan Sheckler
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PERSONALITY:
- Charming Brett has always had his way with the ladies... there always seems to be someone with a crush on him. Brett has learned what to say and when to say, making him just the right amount of desirable.
- Protective Brett and his sister are very close; therefore he is naturally protective over her. He doesn't like seeing his sister acting like the other girls at school, partying hard, wearing short skirts, and being screwed over by guys. He hates seeing his sister upset. He will do anything to make his sister happy. He knows he has limits, but he will break them for his sister.
- Athletic Brett was on the school varsity football team. He enjoys all kinds of sports. Almost everyday before school you can find him in the weight room, working out. He is serious about his sport, and since he isn't exactly the brains of the family, so that’s how he got here.
- Partier Brett rarely is serious; it doesn't mean he's not capable of it. If there is a party somewhere, you bet you can usually find him there. He's never been much of a drinker, for he wants to set an example for his sister. But he can still have fun... dry. Todd has only had actual sex with one girl. But she is in the past now.
- Quiet Brett will usually only talk a lot if he knows you really well. If he knows you but just as an acquaintance he will talk, just not to much. He likes to keep to himself. It adds a mysteriousness to him.
LOVES: Brett loves girls, sports, friends, smiles, running, parties, flirting, family, good music, converse, having fun, caffeine, being loud, midnight, blonde hair, hazel/blue eyes, the color blue, the color red, writing, relaxing, comfy couches/beds, big pillows, baked goods, Disney movies, talking, dancing, kissing, cuddling with anybody, people who think, smart people, lollipops, sugar, dancing in the rain, rain, thunderstorms, fires, late night fast food runs, junk food, eating, the snow, the sky, stars, the moon.
HATES: Brett hates fighting, shouting, people crying , cheaters, hypocrites, liars, rules, being broke, cigarettes, smokers, hangovers, bees, drugs, discrimination, tabloids, over-dramatic girls, clingy people, getting older, sugar free sodas, stuck up people, headaches, super-big holes in ears, pain, crooked teeth, boredom, math, height remarks, snakes, whiners, stiff people, making people upset, waking up too early, needles, death, staring directly into the sun, doctor needles, know-it-alls, food that has no taste, throwing up.FEARS: His sister leaving him, becoming a player.
HABITS: when bored..he makes random faces, when nervous..he laughs, he really likes to smile, loves to tickle female friends, bites his lip a lot.
FLAW: his smile, his apartment, his scars, his finger nails, his attitude.
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FAMILY:
Sister, Gabby (Gabriella), 19, student
HOMETOWN: Gering, NE
HISTORY: Brett was an only child until the age four. He got a beautiful little sister; Gabby (Gabriella). Brett grew up with a small family. Mother, father, sister, him, and a dog. Lived in a small town where everyone knew everything about everyone, including when his parents died in a plane crash when he was fourteen and Gabby was ten. They had no other family so they had to go to child services.
They got adopted when he was about sixteen and Gabby was twelve. The adoptive parents seemed great, for about the first month. Then things got bad. They would hit the kids, other kids would hurt kids, it was so bad he got sent to the hospital with a broken jaw. That’s when he had enough. He didn’t want his sister to have to go through the same pain.
He got a part time job as a busboy. He was surprisingly making a lot of money; illegally he bought an apartment and proved that he could take care of his sister and himself. Child care told them they had a year to prove fully that he was right; he could take care of them.
They went to their old house and packed stuff. They lived on their own for two years and plan to keep it that way. He supported both of them on what he got paid as a busboy. Sure they weren’t high on the hog, but they hag a roof over their head, food in their stomachs, and clothes on their backs. He is very protective of Gabby, her only being twelve and all.
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YOUR NAME; Codey
YEARS RPING; about three
PHRASE: ADMIN EDIT.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE:
Lia brushed the loose strands of hair out of her face as she lifted her gaze to check the clock once again, hoping it would rewind about twenty minutes, but the clock refused to succumb to her will. Lia sighed deeply as she closed the main doors behind her, she would have to accept that she was late ... for the first time. She had worked so hard this year to keep her grades up to her and her family's expectations. She had been focusing less and less on schoolwork... newly added drama... which could all be summed up in once word, blake. Suppose she was just making it up in her head, that nothing is as it seems.. sometimes lia almost believes that... until her gaze meet his. then she once again realizes, that he really did hurt her. This year, her junior year... one of the most critical, she spent too many hours crying instead of studying.
Lia's newly bought flats clicked quietly on the stone floor of the hallway. the halls were almost empty, for mostly everyone had gone to class, except the few who choose to be "cool" and skip class. She silently shook her head as she disapproved of their actions. Lia slowly made her way over to her locker, for she wasn't in a hurry, she was already late, she might as well just skip her first period.
Lia had to type her combination in three times before it would open for her. She dropped her plaid bookbag on one of the hooks, and reached up top to get her history book. As she pulled the textbook down, and folded up notebook paper fell down with it. She bent down and picked it up. Her fingers trembled as she begun carefully unfolding it. She knew what this was, and who it came from. About a year ago, she had seen this same paper. It was a typical note, that started with... Dear Lia... she read slowly taking in each word... her eyes were slightly moist, and she could feel the tears comming. The note was short, but it was sweet.. this would be just like any other note, if it hadn't ended in love, blake. Love... yeah it was love.
Lia didn't know how to feel anymore.. yeah she was angry that after everything she had given him, he ended up in bed with another girl. But on the other hand, she still loved him... she hated that she loved him still. Lia crumbled the note up in frustration and threw it down the hall... hoping she would never see it again. She dropped to her knees in weakness... she held her face in her hands to catch her fallen tears. Her silent tears crowded her senses, for she did not hear the silent footsteps making their way towards her...
Lia's newly bought flats clicked quietly on the stone floor of the hallway. the halls were almost empty, for mostly everyone had gone to class, except the few who choose to be "cool" and skip class. She silently shook her head as she disapproved of their actions. Lia slowly made her way over to her locker, for she wasn't in a hurry, she was already late, she might as well just skip her first period.
Lia had to type her combination in three times before it would open for her. She dropped her plaid bookbag on one of the hooks, and reached up top to get her history book. As she pulled the textbook down, and folded up notebook paper fell down with it. She bent down and picked it up. Her fingers trembled as she begun carefully unfolding it. She knew what this was, and who it came from. About a year ago, she had seen this same paper. It was a typical note, that started with... Dear Lia... she read slowly taking in each word... her eyes were slightly moist, and she could feel the tears comming. The note was short, but it was sweet.. this would be just like any other note, if it hadn't ended in love, blake. Love... yeah it was love.
Lia didn't know how to feel anymore.. yeah she was angry that after everything she had given him, he ended up in bed with another girl. But on the other hand, she still loved him... she hated that she loved him still. Lia crumbled the note up in frustration and threw it down the hall... hoping she would never see it again. She dropped to her knees in weakness... she held her face in her hands to catch her fallen tears. Her silent tears crowded her senses, for she did not hear the silent footsteps making their way towards her...
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