Post by Steven Winters on Apr 2, 2007 18:52:58 GMT -5
Full Character Name: Steven Winters
Character Gender: Male
First Grade Preference: Senior
Second Grade Preference: Junior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Steve stands about 5'8"/5'9" with shirt dark hair the tips look frosted from being bleached, its now growing out so its a mix. Hes got dark eyes and a piercing in his lip and nose as well as two in each ear. He usually wears skater/punk clothes.
Picture:
Personality: Hes a fun guy, always trying to live life to the fullest and have fun. Hes a bit of a dare-devil. Hes gone to the hospital numerous times from his stunts. He can be serious though it doesnt happen often. He prefers to keep a light mood as well as entertain the people around him.
History:Steve was born in Sydney and lived there till he was 10. After that his parents, being musicians themselves, started traveling. He has been all over,specially in Europe, London, Florida, Canada, and California. He decided he didnt wan to be home schooled anymore, so they sent him to live with his cousin here.
Special talents: Plays guitar, electric/bass, and drums and hes very good on a skateboard.
Role Playing Example:
Steve surveyed the scene, trying to picture what he was going to do in his head. Sure it wasnt the smartest thing, but hell it would be fun. Lifting his skateboard under his arm, he made his way over to the slide, climbing the ladder up to the top.
The slide had a bar across the top, so Steve was able to hold on until he was ready. Setting his board down at the top of the slide and putting a foot on it, gripping the bar across the top of the slide. He closed his eyes, taking deep, calming breaths. Trying to get rid of the tight feeling in his chest, that feeling he got everytime he did a potentially dangerous trick.
Finally after a few moments he opened his eyes, a small smirk coming across his lips. "1...2....3...."he said counting his way down to letting go, but at the count of three he was still there. Sighing, he shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Come on Steve, you can do this"he said to himself.
He counted again and this time on the count of three he let go, setting his other foot on the board as he crouched, zooming down the slide. Towards the end, the board slid out from under him, sending him down and knocking the back of his head on the bottom of the slide.
Steve let out a long line of curse words as he held the back of his head, rolling over and pounding the sand beneath him.
Character Gender: Male
First Grade Preference: Senior
Second Grade Preference: Junior
Character's Looks/ Physical Description: Steve stands about 5'8"/5'9" with shirt dark hair the tips look frosted from being bleached, its now growing out so its a mix. Hes got dark eyes and a piercing in his lip and nose as well as two in each ear. He usually wears skater/punk clothes.
Picture:
Personality: Hes a fun guy, always trying to live life to the fullest and have fun. Hes a bit of a dare-devil. Hes gone to the hospital numerous times from his stunts. He can be serious though it doesnt happen often. He prefers to keep a light mood as well as entertain the people around him.
History:Steve was born in Sydney and lived there till he was 10. After that his parents, being musicians themselves, started traveling. He has been all over,specially in Europe, London, Florida, Canada, and California. He decided he didnt wan to be home schooled anymore, so they sent him to live with his cousin here.
Special talents: Plays guitar, electric/bass, and drums and hes very good on a skateboard.
Role Playing Example:
Steve surveyed the scene, trying to picture what he was going to do in his head. Sure it wasnt the smartest thing, but hell it would be fun. Lifting his skateboard under his arm, he made his way over to the slide, climbing the ladder up to the top.
The slide had a bar across the top, so Steve was able to hold on until he was ready. Setting his board down at the top of the slide and putting a foot on it, gripping the bar across the top of the slide. He closed his eyes, taking deep, calming breaths. Trying to get rid of the tight feeling in his chest, that feeling he got everytime he did a potentially dangerous trick.
Finally after a few moments he opened his eyes, a small smirk coming across his lips. "1...2....3...."he said counting his way down to letting go, but at the count of three he was still there. Sighing, he shook his head and ran a hand through his hair. "Come on Steve, you can do this"he said to himself.
He counted again and this time on the count of three he let go, setting his other foot on the board as he crouched, zooming down the slide. Towards the end, the board slid out from under him, sending him down and knocking the back of his head on the bottom of the slide.
Steve let out a long line of curse words as he held the back of his head, rolling over and pounding the sand beneath him.