Post by Richard Sven on Aug 31, 2007 2:23:12 GMT -5
OOC: About You
[/u][/size]Name:
Talor
Age:
Prefer not to Disclose
How Long Have You Been RPing?:
3 years on and off
Contact?:
Pm me or contact me at talorhobbins@hotmail.com
Your Character:[/u][/size]
Basics
Full Name:
Richard Heinrich Fredric Sven
Age:
18
Grade:
Senior
Marital Status:
Single
Appearance:[/u]
Physical Appearance:
Richard stands at 6'1" tall thanks to his German heritage. His hair is Pitch black though he does dye it every so often. Slightly tanned skin is stretched over a wryly muscled body. Nobody really knows what his real eye color is because he is always wearing contacts for the sake of wearing them. Though there has been rumors that both eyes are different colors. He is not wide, nor is he thin. Richard would be described more as moderately built.
Clothing Style: [At least 6-8 sentences]
Richard will wear just about anything from Leather to button up shirts. Most of the time though, one would see him wearing 3/4 baggy pants, a loose sleeveless turtleneck shirt, knee high socks in the color of the German flag and 3 inch platform boots. The jewelry he wears is a necklace from his brother and a ring from his father. The messy black hair is either spiked or just left the way it is. Jackets come into his attire only in the dead of winter and usually are thin. It is rare to find him not wearing contacts, though you would not be able to tell because he always wears un-matching pairs.
Any markings/scars/tattoos/piercings?:
-A scar on his back from a motorcycle incident.
-Left earlobe piercing
-Right lip ring
Picture:
Personality:
Personality: [At least 6-8 sentences]
Richard is an outcast although this doesn't stop him from being an easy going guy. He'll laugh off most insults and throw some in just for fun. The only thing that really insults him is being called a heartless bastard or an emo wannabe. When he has lost his nerve, he'll go into a spree of violence and won't stop until he calms down or someone he cares for steps in. He always regrets doing it after wards. To wards girls, he is gentle and will not raise his voice at them.Guys, however, he will treat them like they treat him.
Hobbies:
-Playing guitar
-Writing songs in German
-Sketching
-Listening to music
Likes:
-Rainy days
-The dark
-Quiet
-Friends
-Grapes
-His unique style
Dislikes:
-Bright lights
-Jocks
-Posh girls
-Liars
-Racists
-Sexists
-Women beaters
History:[/u]
Personal History:
Richard was born and raised in Germany until he was 10. Both his mother and father knew English so he was brought up bilingual. Richard was always the shy one of his family and mostly relied upon his siblings for most things. At age 10, his family moved to America.
Richard was instantly out-casted by his new school and lost interest in making friends. Instead, Richard focused on studying and became top of all his classes throughout the grades. He continuously moved from place to place, his parents finding work hard.
When Richard turned 14, his oldest sibling moved away from home and returned to Germany. Richard was depressed because Olaf had been his favorite sibling and idolized him. His other sibling, Katya picked on him for being such a dork.
At age 17, Richard was sent to Matthew Hopkins High Boarding school. Ironically, it was a few months until his 18th birthday. He still keeps in touch with both parents and siblings, often writing letters or phoning them.
Family:
-Daemon Sven, Father 58.
-Sasha Sven, Mother 57.
-Olaf Sven, Brother 26.
-Katya Sven, Sister 22.
Anything Important We Need To Know?:
Not really.
Other:[/u]
RP Sample: [At least 6-8 sentences]
Richard sat in the corner, sketching a picture of a werewolf. His eyes were focused upon the rough paper as his hand moved lightly across the surface. The pencil made a slight tearing sound, though not going through the paper. He put the pencil down gently before reaching up and moving his left eye contact. It had slipped a bit and made vision blurry.
A sweet taste came to his mouth as he was close to finishing his artwork. The sounds of birds chirping outside the window went unnoticed as he made the final stroke. A cold flush overcame him as the shadow of his most hated enemy fell across the desk. Lifting his head, he lay his eyes upon the face of the boy who now stood with Richard's artwork in his hand.With a quick movement, the paper upon which the artwork had been drawn was ripped. Leaping to his feet Richard glared long and hard at the now smirking jock. He threw the paper into Richard's face with a harsh laugh.
Any Last Words?:
Nada [/size][/center]
