Tristan Taylor

[Tristan Taylor]

* Tristan Liam Taylor !

* who i am

NAME: Tristan
AGE: Fifteen
OCCUPATION: Student/Music Store
GRADE: Sophomore; 10th
CELEB: Alex Evans

* outs

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HAIR: Black
EYES: Blue
HEIGHT: 5'8"

* wha

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LIKES:

• Music
  
• Guitars
  
• Guys/Girls
  
• His Foster Mom
  
• Food
  
• Candy
  
• Monkeys
  
• Rainbows and Rain
  
• Green, Blue and Purple
  
• People
  
• Drugs
  
• Singing
  
• Guitars and Drums
  

DISLIKES:

• Cigarettes
  
• Cheaters
  
• Mean people
  
• Loud talkers
  
• Bananas
  
• Black licorice
  
• Grape juice
  
• Boy bands
  
• Cats
  

FEARS:

• Being cheated on
  
• Failing highschool
  
• His foster mom dieing
  
• Ryan breaking up with him
  
• Dying
  
• Chipping a tooth
  
• Breaking a bone
  
• Needles
  

GOALS:

• Get married
  
• Pass school
  
• Get a high paying job
  

PERSONALITY: Tristan is a sweet heart, and loving. He thinks the whole world revolves around his boyfriend, Ryan, and would do almost anything to keep the boy happy. He also haves alot of love for his mom, who adopted him. It meant alot, and she treats him well, so he does the same.

He is somewhat cocky. He hates when someone is better than him, mostly at what he is good at. Also when girls, and other males look at Ryan, he is the one to get easily jealous.

He is very emotional. He gets upset easily, and doesn't forgive easily. Defiently if it's something terribally bad. He keeps most of his happy feelings towards Ryan, he doesn't like seeing his boy upset, and figures Ryan would probably think the same thing.

* come

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PARENTS: Dad, 43, dead. Mom, 39, dead. Step-dad, 42, dead. Foster mom, 28, doctor.
SIBLINGS: Amanda Taylor, sister.
OTHER RELATIVES: None.
AUTOBIOGRAPHY: When Tristan was young, around the age of ten, his dad started to beat him. When his mom and sister weren't around. Because Tristan was ignorant, and the way he looked. Long hair, to his shoulders, dyed blonde. Though, his dad made him shave it off. It grew back in, to his natural color though.

His mom died when he was twelve. His dad was upset for a while, and started drinking again. Until he met another woman, who was way too young for him. A few months after dating, the two married. His dad stopped drinking, but a month or so later he died in a car crash. His step-mom cried for a while, but moved on. She didn't want to date, or move on. So Tristan meant alot to her. She took care of him for a week, or two. One day after coming home, she saw that he wasn't home. And he wasn't home. Tristan couldn't stand her, in the least bit. So he went to a foster home, when he was fourteen.

* wha

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ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: Pass.
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