Post by Tommy Collins on Jan 23, 2007 16:34:55 GMT -5
Character Sheet:
Basics:
Name: Thomas "Tommy" Byron Collins
Age/Grade: 18, Senior
Model: Rob Brown
Build: He's large due to all of his muscles and DNA.
Hair (style, color): Usually it's buzzed off, but most can't tell because he always wears a cap.
Eye Color: Deep brown
Height: 6'
Skin Tone: Dark brown
Personal:
Personality: Tommy is very friendly and goofy when he's around his friends. Some would call him a class clown due to his excessive pranks and bucks of authority. Others call him a troublemaker. Teachers have a mixed view of him because he is an amazing student if he applies himself. Despite his outgoing personality, he is also very introspective and private. And when it comes to boys he likes, he's painfully shy.
Likes: Books, Philosophy, Risk (the board game), Pool, Pot, His friends.
Dislikes: Busy work, Incompetant teachers, the principal, the vice principal, guidance counselors...any authority figure.
Family/Guardians: He has a mother, Alice, and a father, Matthias. They are both supportive of his school work but are clueless about his actual personality and life.
Sexual Orientation (unsure is an option): Gay, but he's in the closet. No one knows.
School Related:
Favorite Class: English, Philsophy
Least Favorite Class: Math
Clique: Smart people, Slackers, Troublemakers
Sports: Used to play football his Freshman year but dropped when it was too much work.
Clubs: Debate Club, Amnesty International, National Honor Society (He was invited but was to lazy to fill out the form, so technically he's not in it.)
Other: Has the highest number of detentions in Scarsdale history
Code: See Rules
RP Sample (One meaty paragraph):
Tommy winced as his gym teacher blew into his whistle. "You wanna break my ear drum?" He muttered to himself. It was now time to run aimlessly for a mile just to prove that you could. Tommy took a deep breath and then started to leasurely walk around the track. He was pretty sure that he heared another whistle and shouts meant for him. But he was determined to go at his own pace. "That'll teach her to blow that thing so loud..."
Basics:
Name: Thomas "Tommy" Byron Collins
Age/Grade: 18, Senior
Model: Rob Brown
Build: He's large due to all of his muscles and DNA.
Hair (style, color): Usually it's buzzed off, but most can't tell because he always wears a cap.
Eye Color: Deep brown
Height: 6'
Skin Tone: Dark brown
Personal:
Personality: Tommy is very friendly and goofy when he's around his friends. Some would call him a class clown due to his excessive pranks and bucks of authority. Others call him a troublemaker. Teachers have a mixed view of him because he is an amazing student if he applies himself. Despite his outgoing personality, he is also very introspective and private. And when it comes to boys he likes, he's painfully shy.
Likes: Books, Philosophy, Risk (the board game), Pool, Pot, His friends.
Dislikes: Busy work, Incompetant teachers, the principal, the vice principal, guidance counselors...any authority figure.
Family/Guardians: He has a mother, Alice, and a father, Matthias. They are both supportive of his school work but are clueless about his actual personality and life.
Sexual Orientation (unsure is an option): Gay, but he's in the closet. No one knows.
School Related:
Favorite Class: English, Philsophy
Least Favorite Class: Math
Clique
Sports: Used to play football his Freshman year but dropped when it was too much work.
Clubs: Debate Club, Amnesty International, National Honor Society (He was invited but was to lazy to fill out the form, so technically he's not in it.)
Other: Has the highest number of detentions in Scarsdale history
Code: See Rules
RP Sample (One meaty paragraph):
Tommy winced as his gym teacher blew into his whistle. "You wanna break my ear drum?" He muttered to himself. It was now time to run aimlessly for a mile just to prove that you could. Tommy took a deep breath and then started to leasurely walk around the track. He was pretty sure that he heared another whistle and shouts meant for him. But he was determined to go at his own pace. "That'll teach her to blow that thing so loud..."
