Post by the.four.amigops. on Jun 3, 2007 10:12:48 GMT -5
Personal Information
Name: Sid
Ways to contact you: Pm (email if important)
Other Characters that you play: Declan Smithson...Gonna make Jack Bailey
How did you find this place: don't remember.
Anything else we need to know about you?: I dislike tofu, but my parents say it's good for me so i eat it. You didn't need to know that. I have been rping for...3 years. You didn't NEED to know that either.
Character Information:
Character's Name:
Bryce Hayden
Age:
18
Grade:
12
Height:
6'5"
Hair color:
Dark Brown
Eye color:
Blue
Other Family Members:
none//bajillion fosters
Personality
-Bryce is fairly well known between people and he's what you would call a social butterfly. Though he doesn’t exactly take to people who are like him, he can’t help but make a bit of an effort to meet new people; not that he actually needs to try. He just feels that he doesn't need more people up in his face than they already are. He’s generally a casual type person and is easy to get along with if you know how to come off the right way with him. He doesn't really find much people that are like himself, so he decides to manage with people that are the complete opposites.
With Bryce’s easy-going personality, no one would ever expect what a goofball, he is in reality. After he’s warmed up a bit or around his closet friends, Bryce is known to get people laughing. People expect it from him merely because he’s so well for it. He’s named himself as a dork due to the fact he’s always off doing something wacky; his favorite including trying on bras at Victoria’s Secret with a few friends. Generally he’s pretty genial around girls, attempting to get on their best side whether or not he has feelings towards them. Bryce attempts to get girls laughing the most and often succeeds. Dealing with girls is one of the major things that Bryce doesn't fail in.
Bryce has a rather nasty temper. He doesn’t take easy to being hassled and if his friends are being badgered, he gets on the case right away. Bryce’s known to both start and end fights resulting in the arrival of the police and a nasty fine. His aggression is usually directed towards punks who tend to taunt him. All his attemps in controlling his temper have fail. But at least now people know not to get on his bad side, because if they do, the next second, they're getting beaten up by him.
Even though Bryce clicks pretty easily with people, he does have the habit of being a bit of a jerk. He’s rather cocky when it comes to sports and happens to be one of those guys who think they are the best on the team. He likes to play rather crude jokes upon people and doesn’t generally care what the outcome of the situation is as long as he’s having a good time.
Likes:
[x]playing the guitar
[x]music
[x]sports (mainly basketball)
[x]friends
Dislikes:
[x]family
[x]country music
[x]gay people
[x]his teamates
[x]shushi
Appearance
-Bryce's sense of style is just like any other teenage guy's style. Though, there's one thing that make Bryce stand out from his friends, all he wears is shorts and is barely seen in pants. Sure, if it's a blizzard outside, he'll managed to wear some faded jeans, but you're more than likely to see him in shorts. When he goes outside in the winter, he's always in his NY hat and MCR sweatshirt. In the winter, the teenager always is around in the same NY hat and a light t-shirt.
-In 8th grade, Bryce used to date a girl who was obsessed with snakes. It seemed to disturb him, but he didn't really mind the fact that she kept 5 of them at home. On time, when he was over at her place, two of the snakes attacked him and bit him on the arm, having two tiny scars left on his arm.
-Even though Bryce doesn't work out much other than football practice, he's still in shape and has a light muscle. Though, he eats a lot, he doesn't really gain that much and never loses too much either.
History:
-Nothing seems all too important at about 12:49 am on December 12 1990, but little did people know what a little disaster was brought into the world. Bryce was born in a rural town known as Manistee, Michigan. The town was fairly small and news traveled fast. This too meant that secrets stayed within the town and rarely escaped. Bryce was born with a twin, a brother if you wish and yet he had never really known of him. He had merely been given away as a present while Bryce had been the lucky one.
Bryce never realized things were wrong in his life. He didn’t have a daddy and that hadn’t bothered him. His teenage mother had been abandoned by his alcoholic father before he could even remember and therefore he naturally coped with that fact. He had never asked for much and therefore never received it, living in his own little world with himself. He had never really been rich and yet had managed to scrape together enough money between birthdays and Christmas to buy himself a few video games to occupy his time; only helping to lead into more of the recluse he was becoming day by day.
At age eight, Bryce had discovered his mother’s (only 24 years old) severe case of bipolar and slight schizophrenia. He had caught her muttering apparently to herself once, pushing his way past her door and into her room. Tears ran down her slightly reddened cheeks as she rocked herself back and forth. Obviously, Bryce was oblivious as to what to do, placing a hand on her arm and questioning what was wrong. Without much warning, Bryce was struck across the face, sending him running down the hall and into his room. He hadn’t cried like a normal little child but rather cursed loudly, wishing his mother would go away and die.
A day had passed since Bryce had been in to see his mother, finding the silence of the house odd. She should have been at work well over an hour ago and yet the old station wagon still remained in driveway. Yet again, Bryce had pushed himself into her room only to reveal the horrifying scene. The walls had been streaked with smeared crimson liquid, the sheets stained as well. Turning around the corner and into the bathroom, Bryce discovered his mother’s lifeless bodice which had been left to bleed out.
Obviously, he had believed it was his doings due to the wish; but in reality, Bryce’s father had returned to Manistee. His father had been in the process of suing his mother for custody of Bryce and she failed to allow it, eventually leading to her murder. Being the smart little boy he had been, Bryce called 911 in hopes of saving his already dead mother, though hopes were lost for her.
A group home wasn’t exactly the best place to put a traumatized eight-year-old in. Bryce had spent four years in the group home, finally managing to find a temporary home. Within three months, he had managed to get in trouble with the police twice both for vandalism and shoplifting. Soon after he landed himself back within the home, jumping from foster home to foster home. As the number of homes visited increased, the amount of Bryce got into trouble did as well. He wasn’t meant to live such a life and it was obviously being proven.
His temperament failed to improve and he was on thin ice, very few even thinking of adopting the troublesome boy. A single woman in her late fifties had dared to bring him into her home, giving him no sympathy...no sympathy that he had had in his previous homes. Instead, she gave him the free run he needed in order to function properly. Alice had been just as bitter and stubborn as Bryce himself was and therefore the two learned to get along fairly well; Alice providing for Bryce’s needs as he provided a bit of company as well as good behavior.
Yet again, Bryce was faced with losing someone as he entered his freshman year. He had been in the process of getting gigs together for bands and touring into Wisconsin when he received a phone call. Alice had suffered from a heart attack and died in her sleep. Though Bryce had no real relation with the woman, she had dared to take him in and it felt as though he lost his mother yet again.
Bryce had returned to Manistee one last time to gather what was left of his possessions when he ran across his father. Other than the few pictures he had seen, Bryce hadn’t a clue what his father’s appearance was. In attempts to get away from the crazy town, he ran across a news article, offering a reward for the same man that Bryce had seen in town. Immediately the police were called and Bryce’s father was caught, soon after sentenced for four murders.
Password:
FLY AWAY!
Name: Sid
Ways to contact you: Pm (email if important)
Other Characters that you play: Declan Smithson...Gonna make Jack Bailey
How did you find this place: don't remember.
Anything else we need to know about you?: I dislike tofu, but my parents say it's good for me so i eat it. You didn't need to know that. I have been rping for...3 years. You didn't NEED to know that either.
Character Information:
Character's Name:
Bryce Hayden
Age:
18
Grade:
12
Height:
6'5"
Hair color:
Dark Brown
Eye color:
Blue
Other Family Members:
none//bajillion fosters
Personality
-Bryce is fairly well known between people and he's what you would call a social butterfly. Though he doesn’t exactly take to people who are like him, he can’t help but make a bit of an effort to meet new people; not that he actually needs to try. He just feels that he doesn't need more people up in his face than they already are. He’s generally a casual type person and is easy to get along with if you know how to come off the right way with him. He doesn't really find much people that are like himself, so he decides to manage with people that are the complete opposites.
With Bryce’s easy-going personality, no one would ever expect what a goofball, he is in reality. After he’s warmed up a bit or around his closet friends, Bryce is known to get people laughing. People expect it from him merely because he’s so well for it. He’s named himself as a dork due to the fact he’s always off doing something wacky; his favorite including trying on bras at Victoria’s Secret with a few friends. Generally he’s pretty genial around girls, attempting to get on their best side whether or not he has feelings towards them. Bryce attempts to get girls laughing the most and often succeeds. Dealing with girls is one of the major things that Bryce doesn't fail in.
Bryce has a rather nasty temper. He doesn’t take easy to being hassled and if his friends are being badgered, he gets on the case right away. Bryce’s known to both start and end fights resulting in the arrival of the police and a nasty fine. His aggression is usually directed towards punks who tend to taunt him. All his attemps in controlling his temper have fail. But at least now people know not to get on his bad side, because if they do, the next second, they're getting beaten up by him.
Even though Bryce clicks pretty easily with people, he does have the habit of being a bit of a jerk. He’s rather cocky when it comes to sports and happens to be one of those guys who think they are the best on the team. He likes to play rather crude jokes upon people and doesn’t generally care what the outcome of the situation is as long as he’s having a good time.
Likes:
[x]playing the guitar
[x]music
[x]sports (mainly basketball)
[x]friends
Dislikes:
[x]family
[x]country music
[x]gay people
[x]his teamates
[x]shushi
Appearance
-Bryce's sense of style is just like any other teenage guy's style. Though, there's one thing that make Bryce stand out from his friends, all he wears is shorts and is barely seen in pants. Sure, if it's a blizzard outside, he'll managed to wear some faded jeans, but you're more than likely to see him in shorts. When he goes outside in the winter, he's always in his NY hat and MCR sweatshirt. In the winter, the teenager always is around in the same NY hat and a light t-shirt.
-In 8th grade, Bryce used to date a girl who was obsessed with snakes. It seemed to disturb him, but he didn't really mind the fact that she kept 5 of them at home. On time, when he was over at her place, two of the snakes attacked him and bit him on the arm, having two tiny scars left on his arm.
-Even though Bryce doesn't work out much other than football practice, he's still in shape and has a light muscle. Though, he eats a lot, he doesn't really gain that much and never loses too much either.
History:
-Nothing seems all too important at about 12:49 am on December 12 1990, but little did people know what a little disaster was brought into the world. Bryce was born in a rural town known as Manistee, Michigan. The town was fairly small and news traveled fast. This too meant that secrets stayed within the town and rarely escaped. Bryce was born with a twin, a brother if you wish and yet he had never really known of him. He had merely been given away as a present while Bryce had been the lucky one.
Bryce never realized things were wrong in his life. He didn’t have a daddy and that hadn’t bothered him. His teenage mother had been abandoned by his alcoholic father before he could even remember and therefore he naturally coped with that fact. He had never asked for much and therefore never received it, living in his own little world with himself. He had never really been rich and yet had managed to scrape together enough money between birthdays and Christmas to buy himself a few video games to occupy his time; only helping to lead into more of the recluse he was becoming day by day.
At age eight, Bryce had discovered his mother’s (only 24 years old) severe case of bipolar and slight schizophrenia. He had caught her muttering apparently to herself once, pushing his way past her door and into her room. Tears ran down her slightly reddened cheeks as she rocked herself back and forth. Obviously, Bryce was oblivious as to what to do, placing a hand on her arm and questioning what was wrong. Without much warning, Bryce was struck across the face, sending him running down the hall and into his room. He hadn’t cried like a normal little child but rather cursed loudly, wishing his mother would go away and die.
A day had passed since Bryce had been in to see his mother, finding the silence of the house odd. She should have been at work well over an hour ago and yet the old station wagon still remained in driveway. Yet again, Bryce had pushed himself into her room only to reveal the horrifying scene. The walls had been streaked with smeared crimson liquid, the sheets stained as well. Turning around the corner and into the bathroom, Bryce discovered his mother’s lifeless bodice which had been left to bleed out.
Obviously, he had believed it was his doings due to the wish; but in reality, Bryce’s father had returned to Manistee. His father had been in the process of suing his mother for custody of Bryce and she failed to allow it, eventually leading to her murder. Being the smart little boy he had been, Bryce called 911 in hopes of saving his already dead mother, though hopes were lost for her.
A group home wasn’t exactly the best place to put a traumatized eight-year-old in. Bryce had spent four years in the group home, finally managing to find a temporary home. Within three months, he had managed to get in trouble with the police twice both for vandalism and shoplifting. Soon after he landed himself back within the home, jumping from foster home to foster home. As the number of homes visited increased, the amount of Bryce got into trouble did as well. He wasn’t meant to live such a life and it was obviously being proven.
His temperament failed to improve and he was on thin ice, very few even thinking of adopting the troublesome boy. A single woman in her late fifties had dared to bring him into her home, giving him no sympathy...no sympathy that he had had in his previous homes. Instead, she gave him the free run he needed in order to function properly. Alice had been just as bitter and stubborn as Bryce himself was and therefore the two learned to get along fairly well; Alice providing for Bryce’s needs as he provided a bit of company as well as good behavior.
Yet again, Bryce was faced with losing someone as he entered his freshman year. He had been in the process of getting gigs together for bands and touring into Wisconsin when he received a phone call. Alice had suffered from a heart attack and died in her sleep. Though Bryce had no real relation with the woman, she had dared to take him in and it felt as though he lost his mother yet again.
Bryce had returned to Manistee one last time to gather what was left of his possessions when he ran across his father. Other than the few pictures he had seen, Bryce hadn’t a clue what his father’s appearance was. In attempts to get away from the crazy town, he ran across a news article, offering a reward for the same man that Bryce had seen in town. Immediately the police were called and Bryce’s father was caught, soon after sentenced for four murders.
Password:
FLY AWAY!
