Post by Jake Steele on Apr 14, 2007 19:44:05 GMT -5
Name// Jake Steele
Age// 16
DOB// February 13, 1990
Born In// Brooklyn
Parents[Names Please]//
Marcus Elliot Steele and Natalia Amora Verikova
Personality[One Paragraph +]//
Jake is a unique individual. Yes, yes, many people seem to be "individuals" these days, but Meester Steele is truly an individual. Tested many times for being bipolar, Jake is quite the character and his mood swings come around every so often. He'll be up...or He'll be down. When he's up, he will most likely be soft, gentle, prone to some giggling and overall in a very "chill" mood. When he's down, which is probably when you will see him without his precious slushie, and this in turn puts him in a very edgy mood. On most days, Jake is straight out, no nonsense lazy. He will refuse to do any sort of activity that involves him having to strain himself or exert any of his precious energy. Never before had he ever become depressed, nor does he ever plan to.
Jake also often acts on his emotions and is very impulsive. He will speak without thinking, and sometimes this can be a good thing...or a bad thing. However, Jake rarely tends to speak at lightning speed anways, because he finds that talking is a waste of his energy, energy which he usually reserves for sleeping and sipping at his slushies. Basically, Jake's life revolves around these things, never mind nonsense stuff like unnecessary drama or boys/girls. Although, Jake does like boys and girls a bit because they can be fun at times, but never has this young man fallen victim to that horrible horrible (in her eyes) disease called love. Simply the thought of it and the committment itself causes him to shudder.
Overall his personality is pretty complex, but if his personality could be summed up in a couple words...
. cooler than you (XD)
. sexy (heh)
. lazy. f'real.
. has many fetishes
. goes with the flow
. clever
. childish at times
. intelligent
. vain
. terrible temper
. flexible
. superb dancer (XD)
. sharp-witted
. quirky
. odd
Likes//
. pohtography
. candy && anything associated with sugar
. his IPod
. cute boys/girls
. funny boys/girls
. lovely clothes
. food
. blue raspberry slushies <3
. flipping off people (it's quite enjoyable in his eyes)
. vintage clothes, movies, music, etc.
. reading
. fluffy pink animals
. partying
. modeling
. boys & girls
. friends
. boy/girl toys
. free sex (xd)
. balloons
. alcohol (at least he admits it xd)
Dislikes//
. posers
. backstabbers
. druggies
. stoners
. liars
. people like her
. big, muscle-like guys
. white boys pretending to be black
. healthy food
. running
. any sort of activity involving...him actually moving
. ugly people (on the inside)
Character History[What's Happened So Far. One Long Parargraph + Please]//
Born on the night of Feburary 13, 1990, was he, to Marcus Elliot Steele and Natalia Amora Verikova. An unmarried couple at the time, but both were well on their way into the real world. Marcus was well on his way to beocming CEO of his current company, while Natalia was extremely successful building up her portfolio. No, they didn't love each other to quite honest, but Marcus was an attractive young man with pale, alabaster skin, dark, raven locks, and that rakish grin that always pulled the ladies (and sometimes men) in. In contrast Natalia was still rather fair-skinned, but she had long, almost white, blond locks, but still the two were both beautiful people and most beautiful people as you well know, do eventually come together at one social event or another. No matter, that the two were from completely different worlds. Well, the two met and it was inevitable what had happened between the two. A little while later, Natalia discovers that she is pregnant and the tests showed that Marcus Elliot Steele was the father. Marcus, surprisingly, had some good in him, which was rare to find nowadays in the business world and still held some Christian values from his upbringing. So he proposed to Natalia, and she accepted, although not as happily as one would have assumed.
The two married and Jake Marcus Steele was born into this world. When he was born, the two parenst were unsurprised to see that their baby possessed their stunning, physical characteristics, but of his personality they had not a clue in the world. He was an oddly quiet baby, never making a sound until he about 2 years old and when he did speak it was a word, his first word - Mama. True, this was usually the first word that came out of little children's mouth, but his was odd for he said with the perfect enunciation of Ma-Mah. That was when his parents began to worry a bit, but the doctor assured them that their "widdle jakie-poo" simply possessed a greater apitude than msot children his age. As gew up, he began as that weird kid who always sat in corners and never really did much of anything except excell at school. Soon, however, as he entered middle school, Jake slowly broke out of his shell and he became more bold and flamboyant to say the least and that is who is he today. Along with this coming out of his shell, his hormones also started to rage as he grew into puberty and to his surprise, he found that he took an interest in girls...and boys. He didn't find this particularly astounding in any way and he certainly didn't declare right then and there that he was bisexual. After some contemplating, he merely classified his sexual orientation as bi-curious, as in curious in both sexes. Why limit himself to just one sex?
Clique//
Emos
Roleplay Sample//
From Another Site :]] Enjoy
A screech echoed across bloody plains as a woman sheathed her sword; bodies layed to waste on the blood stained ground. The sky was polluted with smoke from the homes she had set ablaze. Due to the fire and smoke, the sky gave off an eerie red color, seen from all areas around. She smiled. This wasn't a warm smile though. No, this was something far more demented. One filled with hate, malice and revenge. She would have her revenge.
Ravyn walked across the field, stepping on body parts that had been wrongly amputated. Gore covered her armor, or what little she needed. Her black boots having a red tinge to them as well. She would not stop at this town. Not until she drew them out. Ravyn would find the person she blamed for all her misfortune now. She gave up her position, her glory and her dignity. Only to be left with nothing. She felt betrayed. And hurt. She would make sure he felt the same pain she had.
She stopped as she heard a small whimper from behind a plot of trees. Ravyn's eyes drifted towards the noise. As her eyes settled, she could see a child dash towards safety, the arms of survivor. They wouldn't make it that far. The survivor stood stock still, his breathing quicker and his heart rate heightened. His skin began to crawl. The child stopped in watched with a eyes full of horror. This man was the child's only savior now. God wasn't listening. The man exploded into tiny pieces, gore covered the child's face.
The child let tears slip out onto her cheeks. She turned and looked at Ravyn before falling to her knees. She began to beg for her life. She'd do anything. Ravyn slowly approached her, not speaking just yet. The child bowed her head and closed her eyes, waiting for her undeniable death. Instead, Ravyn took her face in her hands. "Go tell them I'm coming." She said in a calm demeanor. The child need not ask who. She got up and ran towards The Shadow Clan Base.
Ravyn stood up and watched the child run and stumble until she was out of distance.
"I'll be waiting."[/color]
Age// 16
DOB// February 13, 1990
Born In// Brooklyn
Parents[Names Please]//
Marcus Elliot Steele and Natalia Amora Verikova
Personality[One Paragraph +]//
Jake is a unique individual. Yes, yes, many people seem to be "individuals" these days, but Meester Steele is truly an individual. Tested many times for being bipolar, Jake is quite the character and his mood swings come around every so often. He'll be up...or He'll be down. When he's up, he will most likely be soft, gentle, prone to some giggling and overall in a very "chill" mood. When he's down, which is probably when you will see him without his precious slushie, and this in turn puts him in a very edgy mood. On most days, Jake is straight out, no nonsense lazy. He will refuse to do any sort of activity that involves him having to strain himself or exert any of his precious energy. Never before had he ever become depressed, nor does he ever plan to.
Jake also often acts on his emotions and is very impulsive. He will speak without thinking, and sometimes this can be a good thing...or a bad thing. However, Jake rarely tends to speak at lightning speed anways, because he finds that talking is a waste of his energy, energy which he usually reserves for sleeping and sipping at his slushies. Basically, Jake's life revolves around these things, never mind nonsense stuff like unnecessary drama or boys/girls. Although, Jake does like boys and girls a bit because they can be fun at times, but never has this young man fallen victim to that horrible horrible (in her eyes) disease called love. Simply the thought of it and the committment itself causes him to shudder.
Overall his personality is pretty complex, but if his personality could be summed up in a couple words...
. cooler than you (XD)
. sexy (heh)
. lazy. f'real.
. has many fetishes
. goes with the flow
. clever
. childish at times
. intelligent
. vain
. terrible temper
. flexible
. superb dancer (XD)
. sharp-witted
. quirky
. odd
Likes//
. pohtography
. candy && anything associated with sugar
. his IPod
. cute boys/girls
. funny boys/girls
. lovely clothes
. food
. blue raspberry slushies <3
. flipping off people (it's quite enjoyable in his eyes)
. vintage clothes, movies, music, etc.
. reading
. fluffy pink animals
. partying
. modeling
. boys & girls
. friends
. boy/girl toys
. free sex (xd)
. balloons
. alcohol (at least he admits it xd)
Dislikes//
. posers
. backstabbers
. druggies
. stoners
. liars
. people like her
. big, muscle-like guys
. white boys pretending to be black
. healthy food
. running
. any sort of activity involving...him actually moving
. ugly people (on the inside)
Character History[What's Happened So Far. One Long Parargraph + Please]//
Born on the night of Feburary 13, 1990, was he, to Marcus Elliot Steele and Natalia Amora Verikova. An unmarried couple at the time, but both were well on their way into the real world. Marcus was well on his way to beocming CEO of his current company, while Natalia was extremely successful building up her portfolio. No, they didn't love each other to quite honest, but Marcus was an attractive young man with pale, alabaster skin, dark, raven locks, and that rakish grin that always pulled the ladies (and sometimes men) in. In contrast Natalia was still rather fair-skinned, but she had long, almost white, blond locks, but still the two were both beautiful people and most beautiful people as you well know, do eventually come together at one social event or another. No matter, that the two were from completely different worlds. Well, the two met and it was inevitable what had happened between the two. A little while later, Natalia discovers that she is pregnant and the tests showed that Marcus Elliot Steele was the father. Marcus, surprisingly, had some good in him, which was rare to find nowadays in the business world and still held some Christian values from his upbringing. So he proposed to Natalia, and she accepted, although not as happily as one would have assumed.
The two married and Jake Marcus Steele was born into this world. When he was born, the two parenst were unsurprised to see that their baby possessed their stunning, physical characteristics, but of his personality they had not a clue in the world. He was an oddly quiet baby, never making a sound until he about 2 years old and when he did speak it was a word, his first word - Mama. True, this was usually the first word that came out of little children's mouth, but his was odd for he said with the perfect enunciation of Ma-Mah. That was when his parents began to worry a bit, but the doctor assured them that their "widdle jakie-poo" simply possessed a greater apitude than msot children his age. As gew up, he began as that weird kid who always sat in corners and never really did much of anything except excell at school. Soon, however, as he entered middle school, Jake slowly broke out of his shell and he became more bold and flamboyant to say the least and that is who is he today. Along with this coming out of his shell, his hormones also started to rage as he grew into puberty and to his surprise, he found that he took an interest in girls...and boys. He didn't find this particularly astounding in any way and he certainly didn't declare right then and there that he was bisexual. After some contemplating, he merely classified his sexual orientation as bi-curious, as in curious in both sexes. Why limit himself to just one sex?
Clique//
Emos
Roleplay Sample//
From Another Site :]] Enjoy
A screech echoed across bloody plains as a woman sheathed her sword; bodies layed to waste on the blood stained ground. The sky was polluted with smoke from the homes she had set ablaze. Due to the fire and smoke, the sky gave off an eerie red color, seen from all areas around. She smiled. This wasn't a warm smile though. No, this was something far more demented. One filled with hate, malice and revenge. She would have her revenge.
Ravyn walked across the field, stepping on body parts that had been wrongly amputated. Gore covered her armor, or what little she needed. Her black boots having a red tinge to them as well. She would not stop at this town. Not until she drew them out. Ravyn would find the person she blamed for all her misfortune now. She gave up her position, her glory and her dignity. Only to be left with nothing. She felt betrayed. And hurt. She would make sure he felt the same pain she had.
She stopped as she heard a small whimper from behind a plot of trees. Ravyn's eyes drifted towards the noise. As her eyes settled, she could see a child dash towards safety, the arms of survivor. They wouldn't make it that far. The survivor stood stock still, his breathing quicker and his heart rate heightened. His skin began to crawl. The child stopped in watched with a eyes full of horror. This man was the child's only savior now. God wasn't listening. The man exploded into tiny pieces, gore covered the child's face.
The child let tears slip out onto her cheeks. She turned and looked at Ravyn before falling to her knees. She began to beg for her life. She'd do anything. Ravyn slowly approached her, not speaking just yet. The child bowed her head and closed her eyes, waiting for her undeniable death. Instead, Ravyn took her face in her hands. "Go tell them I'm coming." She said in a calm demeanor. The child need not ask who. She got up and ran towards The Shadow Clan Base.
Ravyn stood up and watched the child run and stumble until she was out of distance.
"I'll be waiting."[/color]
