Adam Lyes

[Adam Lyes]

* Adam Dalton Lyes !

* who i am

NAME: Adam Lyes
AGE: 16
OCCUPATION: None yet
GRADE: 11
CELEB: Dougie Poynter

* outs

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HAIR: Sandy blonde, cut all scene kid like ^^
EYES: Blueish/Gray
HEIGHT: 5'11

* wha

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LIKES:

• Music
  
• My guitar!
  
• Food
  
• Movies
  
• Video Games
  

DISLIKES:

• Annoying Freshmen
  
• Sports
  
• The Local Band ((who sucks btw!))
  
• Math
  
• Brats
  

FEARS:

• Being Alone
  
• Spiders
  
• Disappointing my dad
  

GOALS:

• To Make it big in the music industry!
  
• To not be alone anymore
  

PERSONALITY: Adam Lyes is a very nice guy....one you get to know him that is. A lot of things have happened in Adam's life, which leaves him the way he is now. On the out side you see his face full of pretty smiles, laughs, and his eyes filled with joy. All that though, is just a disguise. Behind those eyes lay the real Adam, cold and heart-less, afraid to be alone, but some how he is. He never lets anyone in, not even his dad, who fears the worst for his son. Adam in public though is a different story. He is outgoing and fun, loveable and well respected by his peers.

* come

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PARENTS: Dad: Mark Lyes
SIBLINGS: None
OTHER RELATIVES: Granny and Papa Lyes
AUTOBIOGRAPHY: Adam was born on October 29, 1992, too a loving couple by the names of Mark and Trisha Lyes. They always had planned on having a son and Adam was the one, and well the only one. During that stay the doctor's had report a brain tumor growing in Mrs. Lyes brain. They were lucky it didn't affect Adam, but there was nothing they could do to help. So they pushed that aside till the time came.

Adam growing up was a sweet, well rounded kid. He was the top of his class, making straight A's and other fantastic grades all the way up until middle school. In middle school, Adam started to slip, mostly due tot he fact that his mom had just died a couple of days before the beginning of the new school year from the brain tumor she had devloped when she was having Adam. This shut down his world completely. Adam, still to this day, feels like it is his fault for his mothers death. His father, not being able to cope with the loss, decided to pack up his bags and move Phoenix to stay with his mother and father. Adam didn't adjust well to the change, not til his freshman year of highschool where he made a bunch of new friends. It seemed like his life was back on top, but it soon fell again when they all left him. Now Adam doesn't know who is real friends are, but he's trying his best to get his life back on top.

* wha

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ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

The First Day Back

Adam groaned at the sound of the metallic-like clacking of the digital alarm clock that sat up high on his dresser. He moved it the night before, because he knew he'd end up shutting it off in his sleep that night, and he would be late once again to school. The last thing Adam really needed right now was a trip to truency court. He rolled out of bed, scratching his head as he looked out the window. It mas mid-september, the leaves on the very seldom few trees that he saw were turning their usual amber color. Fall for Adam always brought about him a time of peace. Maybe it was because his birthday was less than a month away, or that he was going to be playing his first real gig at the coffee shop later that night, no one knew, not even Adam, why it all was so peaceful this time of year.

Adam quickly and carefully pulled on his faded jeans and his tight black t-shirt that read "30 Seconds to Mars" on the front along with the band's cryptonic symbol in red and white letters. His black chuck taylor's laid at the top of his stair case, and he shrugged at the idea of getting them this early. He groaned sleepily as he walked into the bathroom, taking a good look at his hair, which of course had the usual bed head twinge to it. He pulled out his straightener and quickly made it flat again, but let the back still a little poofy to his liking. He glaced through the mirror at back at the clock. 7:10... He had less than 10 minutes to get to class. "Shit!" he shouted, enough to wake up the whole neighborhood. He dashed out of the bathroom, forgetting his backpack, grabbed his chuck's and ran down the stairs while at the same time, trying to hobble into his shoes. He finally worked them on and dashed out the front door, leaving it wide open, as he ran with his might down the street, disappearing behind the corner of a house.

* the

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NAME: Jay
AGE: 16
EXPERIENCE: 3 years
ANYTHING ELSE: [/size] nope ^^