Post by Caleb Wymann on Nov 7, 2007 22:15:10 GMT -5
About You
[/b](optional)Name: Adan
Age: 15
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Your Character
Name: Caleb Adan Wymann
Age: 15(16 on Nov. 13)
Birthday: Nov. 13
Gender: Male
Place of birth: Washington(state... not D.C.)
Sexuality: straight
likes:
hockey
girls
funny stuff
music
sports
cars
movies
midnight
Dislikes:
clowns
peas
snobs
preps
drugs
non-funny people
History:
Caleb was born in Washington. When he was six, he moved to Orianaville, Pennsylvania when his father was transferred to another company. When he was 14, he and his father were in a car crash. His father had lost control of the car while driving on an icy street during a blizzard. He spent a few days in the hospital, however, his father died right in front of him, on the scene of the crash.
Caleb was always into sports like football and hockey. He played ice hockey for most of his life, but after the death of his father, he couldn't bring himself to even put on a pair of skates. He started lifting weights when he was in fifth grade, when his father had taken him to the gym. He has a cousin named Simmon, who has lived with him his entire life and is the same age.
Personality:
Caleb is never afraid to stand up for what he believes in. He is pretty straight forward and only really lies when he needs to. He is a loyal friend and is always willing to help out a friend in need. He is also pretty stuborn and is a bit of a trouble maker. He has a good sense of humor.
Appearance:
Caleb has brown hair and hazel eyes. He is muscular and is 6ft tall. He looks just like his father did when he was his age. He has a scar that goes from his elbow to his wrist, from the car accident he was in.
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(pets, possesions, habits, etc.)Other:
He has a dog named Bob.
He tends to shrug a lot when he is nervous or doesn't know what to say.
He runs his hand through his hair when he is nervous or angry.
Role Play Sample(at least 5 sentences)
Caleb was sitting on a bench in the park, watching as some younger kids played a game of ice hockey on the frozen pond. He saw one of the kids make a mistake in what he assumed was supposed to be a wrist shot. Caleb was about to go out there and demonstrate how it was supposed to be done, but then he had a flash back of his father teaching him how to do a wrist shot.
Instead of getting up, he slouched a bit on the bench and pulled the collar of his coat up more, so as to protect his neck from the frigid wind that had started to blow across the park. The boys continued on with their game and he saw the same kid make the same mistake over and over again. After about half an hour of sitting there in the cold, he got up and made his way home, consumed in thoughts of what his mother would be making for dinner.
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