Post by Ferris Calvin on Feb 7, 2009 13:20:31 GMT -8
* Ferris Michael Calvin !
* who i am
NAME: Ferris Michael Calvin
AGE: 16
OCCUPATION: Student
GRADE: Junior
CELEB: Gaspard Ulliel
* outs
[/color]ide[/color][/i] looki[/i]ng in[/center][/size][/font][/b]HAIR: Brown
EYES: Gray
HEIGHT: 5’ 10.5”
* wha
[/i]t i[/i]ve beco[/color][/i]me[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]LIKES:
- Girls
- The color green
- Gum
- Parties
- Writing
- Friends
- People with a good sense of humor
DISLIKES:
- Cigarettes
- Alcohol
- Spicy Foods
- Nosy People
- Detention
- The color pink
FEARS:
- Losing a loved one
- Being hated by everyone
- Roller coasters
- People finding out about his father
- Real, actual guns
GOALS:
- Became a professional book writer
- Travel the world one day
PERSONALITY:
Quiet but outgoing, sincere but straightforward, this guy contradicts himself a lot, doesn’t he? It works for Ferris, though. His complex personality puts a twist on daily life in Arcadia and most of the occupants there that know of him would agree too. He knows hes attractive but doesn’t flaunt it. His style is play it like it is which has set him in the “cool” status.
* come
[/i] a little closer[/center][/size][/font][/b]PARENTS: James and Angela Calvin (divorced)
SIBLINGS: N/A
OTHER RELATIVES: N/A
AUTOBIOGRAPHY:
A few months before the birth of Ferris Michael Calvin, James (the father) deserted Angela (the mother) after a series of fights about his drinking problems. He was not heard of again even when their son was born. Ferris grew up with his mother and a small income from her job as a teacher in an elementary school. They spent many hours a day together from the start of school to late at night and then went to their condo.
Ferris had heard many great things about his father from his mother during his childhood to his early teens. She had told him that he was a wonderful man with much potential to become a famous lawyer but was killed in a car accident. Of course, his mother had lied to him, but he didn’t know that at the time. Looking back, Ferris believed his mother had good intentions and doesn’t blame her for lying to him.
One day, near the end of his eight grade year, he was pulled out of his history class and sent home. He found his mother crying and a police officer questioning her. Later that day she told him of her mistake of not telling Ferris the truth and that her father was found dead. She didn’t tell Ferris how his father had died but kept it to herself. Ferris coped with the incident but the memory of that day still haunts him. He has never seen a picture of his father and feels anger towards him for leaving his mother. He avoids talking about his past with anyone except his mother and very close friends but the mystery of his father’s death still hangs in the back of his mind.
* wha
[/i]t i can do[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
I'm a loser, came the wretched thought from Jeffrey's skull. I have no friends, no life, and no companionship. Everyone hates me. Well not everyone. But. Ah man, get a hold of yourself. His eyes followed a slender girl walking down an entryway. Oh her cream-colored skin, shoulder-length amber hair, long slender body made any boy drool over the fact that she was perfect, absolutely perfect. It was as if God had used stencils to draw her proportions just right before she was born.
He followed her. He would do it now. He would walk up to her and say. "Susan," He retreated. That's right, let her get away. You ruined your chance to ask her out, you dummy. His breathing became hollow and perspiration glistened on his forehead. The lights above glared down at him hard and hot. Was this what it felt like to be transported into a U.F.O.? Student after student whizzed past like time had sped up. Flashes of blues, purples, and greens whirl pooled around him in a never ending bind, choking his vision until he could no longer see. His legs could no longer support him and he fell into a black pit of emptiness.
* the
[/i] real me[/i][/center][/size][/font][/b]NAME: Cydney
AGE: 17
EXPERIENCE: four years of roleplaying
ANYTHING ELSE: Thanks for making this awesome site. : D [/size]
