Post by Arietta&&June&&Alexander on Feb 15, 2007 19:07:33 GMT -5
Photo of character(This is NOT optional):
Name:
Alexander Fernando Laverick Osman
Age:
Eighteen
Height:
5’11”
Weight:
165 pounds (Mostly muscle from fighting)
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Bisexual
Heritage:
Some Irish and Italian.. As far as he knows. Or guesses.
(Ex) Family's Income (High, Middle, Low):
Low
Appearance:
Look at the pictures
Any piercings or tattoos?
His lip is pierced and he has several tattoos.
History?:
Well, Alexander had been born into a wealthy family.
Yeah. I guess you’re wondering why his ex-family’s income was low.
We’ll get to that in a minute. For now.
The young boy had grown up getting what he wanted WHEN he wanted, turning him into nothing but a spoilt child no one wanted to deal with. When he didn’t get what he wanted, he would put up a fight. Literally. He would kick, slap, punch, bite. You name it, he’d do it.
It wasn’t hard to deal with until he hit adolescence and he became worse. Not exactly violence towards those close to him but instead he’d pick fights with random people for no real reason, usually gangs so he wouldn’t have to pen up his anger.
Then came the worse habits. Not only broken bones and bruised skin, but doses of ‘medication to prevent the real world from putting its pressure on him’ as he put it.
And drinking. Lots of it.
It had once even landed him in the hospital, luckily they had saved the then-fifteen year old from death.
Of course, with all the trouble he had given his parents they had threatened to send him off to military school. Hoping it would solve his problems and put him on the right path.
That was when it took even MORE of a turn for the worse.
He had been partying with friends a few days before he turned eighteen, doing anything a troublemaking teenager would do; drink. Party. Smoke. Inject. And fool around.
Funny thing was he was only being used for his money and nothing more. So after a few hours of the partying, he was too drunk to notice what exactly was happening. Or he had been drugged. He couldn’t remember anything; just assumed.
They had cleaned him of whatever money he had on him and expensive jewelry: Class ring, wrist-watch, necklaces, and seven-hundred and sixty-five dollars. Then dumped him on someone’s porch.
Luckily the people were kind enough to take him in; although didn’t have much. He didn’t enjoy it at all and made sure they knew. Constantly complaining about how cheap the food and items were and he wouldn’t eat this or do that.
They had enough and pretty much he could do well on his own.
Not really.
They probably wanted him to die or something so they could get rid of him.
Which he ran off on his own, anyways, before they had the chance to run him off.
Making him run his way to the land of ‘Lost Dreams’
Personality:
You know those kids in grocery stores you just want to smack because they stamp their foot and say ‘YES! NOW!’ in a demanding way?
That’s Alexander.
He expects so much out of something so little.
And always expects the other to do all the work and allow him to sit back and relax.
He’s very hotheaded and WILL fight if you don’t stay off his case.
He fights only with his fists, thinking what honor he DOES have will diminish if he cheats and uses weapons.
He’s not very smart and most of the time will make himself sound stupid.
But deep down inside (If you can find it) he is a caring man and WILL treat someone with respect if he cares that much.
But good luck if you try.
Why did this person run away to Tilani City?:
Well. He had no choice. He had no home.
Anything else I need to know?:
He hates being called by his full name or anything.
What he DOES like being called is:
Laver
Ozzy
Osman
Laverick
Fernando
Alex
Xander
Rick
Ricky
As for his likes and dislikes!
Likes
-His hair
-His piercing
-His own eyes
-Music
-Queen
-The Used
-AFI
-Hair Dye
-Being held by the waist
-Brand Names
-The scent of blood
He dislikes
-Generic Items
-Sweets
-Admitting he has no money
-Milk
-Water
-Bad Breath
-Being beaten in a fight
-Having mud or dirt on him.
Type up an example post for me!:
No.
Name:
Alexander Fernando Laverick Osman
Age:
Eighteen
Height:
5’11”
Weight:
165 pounds (Mostly muscle from fighting)
Gender:
Male
Orientation:
Bisexual
Heritage:
Some Irish and Italian.. As far as he knows. Or guesses.
(Ex) Family's Income (High, Middle, Low):
Low
Appearance:
Look at the pictures
Any piercings or tattoos?
His lip is pierced and he has several tattoos.
History?:
Well, Alexander had been born into a wealthy family.
Yeah. I guess you’re wondering why his ex-family’s income was low.
We’ll get to that in a minute. For now.
The young boy had grown up getting what he wanted WHEN he wanted, turning him into nothing but a spoilt child no one wanted to deal with. When he didn’t get what he wanted, he would put up a fight. Literally. He would kick, slap, punch, bite. You name it, he’d do it.
It wasn’t hard to deal with until he hit adolescence and he became worse. Not exactly violence towards those close to him but instead he’d pick fights with random people for no real reason, usually gangs so he wouldn’t have to pen up his anger.
Then came the worse habits. Not only broken bones and bruised skin, but doses of ‘medication to prevent the real world from putting its pressure on him’ as he put it.
And drinking. Lots of it.
It had once even landed him in the hospital, luckily they had saved the then-fifteen year old from death.
Of course, with all the trouble he had given his parents they had threatened to send him off to military school. Hoping it would solve his problems and put him on the right path.
That was when it took even MORE of a turn for the worse.
He had been partying with friends a few days before he turned eighteen, doing anything a troublemaking teenager would do; drink. Party. Smoke. Inject. And fool around.
Funny thing was he was only being used for his money and nothing more. So after a few hours of the partying, he was too drunk to notice what exactly was happening. Or he had been drugged. He couldn’t remember anything; just assumed.
They had cleaned him of whatever money he had on him and expensive jewelry: Class ring, wrist-watch, necklaces, and seven-hundred and sixty-five dollars. Then dumped him on someone’s porch.
Luckily the people were kind enough to take him in; although didn’t have much. He didn’t enjoy it at all and made sure they knew. Constantly complaining about how cheap the food and items were and he wouldn’t eat this or do that.
They had enough and pretty much he could do well on his own.
Not really.
They probably wanted him to die or something so they could get rid of him.
Which he ran off on his own, anyways, before they had the chance to run him off.
Making him run his way to the land of ‘Lost Dreams’
Personality:
You know those kids in grocery stores you just want to smack because they stamp their foot and say ‘YES! NOW!’ in a demanding way?
That’s Alexander.
He expects so much out of something so little.
And always expects the other to do all the work and allow him to sit back and relax.
He’s very hotheaded and WILL fight if you don’t stay off his case.
He fights only with his fists, thinking what honor he DOES have will diminish if he cheats and uses weapons.
He’s not very smart and most of the time will make himself sound stupid.
But deep down inside (If you can find it) he is a caring man and WILL treat someone with respect if he cares that much.
But good luck if you try.
Why did this person run away to Tilani City?:
Well. He had no choice. He had no home.
Anything else I need to know?:
He hates being called by his full name or anything.
What he DOES like being called is:
Laver
Ozzy
Osman
Laverick
Fernando
Alex
Xander
Rick
Ricky
As for his likes and dislikes!
Likes
-His hair
-His piercing
-His own eyes
-Music
-Queen
-The Used
-AFI
-Hair Dye
-Being held by the waist
-Brand Names
-The scent of blood
He dislikes
-Generic Items
-Sweets
-Admitting he has no money
-Milk
-Water
-Bad Breath
-Being beaten in a fight
-Having mud or dirt on him.
Type up an example post for me!:
No.