Post by xhobox on Feb 18, 2007 19:24:53 GMT -5
Photo of character(This is NOT optional): 
Name: Jerrick Monet
Age: 16
Height: 5’ 7”
Weight: 134
Gender: Male
Orientation: Hetero
Heritage: French, Norwegian, Native American
(Ex) Family's Income(High, Middle, Low): High, very high. But he left all his money at home.
Appearance: picture^^
Any piercings or tattoos? He has a lip ring, but he took it out for the file photo. He also has the British flag tattooed across his chest. What a punk.
History?: He grew up in a celebrity household, the son of a famous French opera singer, with a father who spent much of his time off in some library, learning more about Native American roots that weren’t even his. Jerrick saw his parents a paltry three hours a month, in the single minute of transition between the few meals they ate at home. Jerrick was most likely the only one of them that had had a waffle in the past 15 years. Of all the people he knew, the person he spent the most time with didn’t even exist. Jerrick would often stroll the banks of the river on his parents’ property, brushing the reeds aside with sticks, and watching the fish feed on small, minute specks of dirt. His only companions on his strolls was an imaginary friend he had made up to make up for his parents rule that he was never to see anyone else; they were too sure he’d be kidnapped. Because his fater watched CSI WAY too much.
Personality: Introverted, Calm, Generous, Quiet, Jerrick Monet has spent his life walking the halls of an empty home, and has gotten very good at hiding himself when maids walked by.
Why did this person run away to Tilani City?: He wanted to be a real boy!
Anything else I need to know?: The one thing Jerrick wanted in life was to see other people, experience OTHER lives. He would write, but his parents always thought if he had a computer, he’d just talk to people. Which he would. Grrr to them, then.
Type up an example post for me!: Jerrick kicked the soda bottle off the curb and into the street, pretending to be a soccer star like he had seen on television. The bottle was promptly crushed by a passing bus. He felt so giddy after climbing that fence. Okay, so it wasn’t climbing the fence itself that made Jerrick giddy, it was the fact that he had had to turn off power to the electric fence (for that was what it was, stupid paranoid parents.), and to do that, he had had to “take care of” the guards, and to do THAT he needed a bottle, and to get that bottle he had had to finish the last of a bottle of single-malt whiskey. Okay, so the whiskey was some of the best shit he had had in ages, but still! What a rush!
Name: Jerrick Monet
Age: 16
Height: 5’ 7”
Weight: 134
Gender: Male
Orientation: Hetero
Heritage: French, Norwegian, Native American
(Ex) Family's Income(High, Middle, Low): High, very high. But he left all his money at home.
Appearance: picture^^
Any piercings or tattoos? He has a lip ring, but he took it out for the file photo. He also has the British flag tattooed across his chest. What a punk.
History?: He grew up in a celebrity household, the son of a famous French opera singer, with a father who spent much of his time off in some library, learning more about Native American roots that weren’t even his. Jerrick saw his parents a paltry three hours a month, in the single minute of transition between the few meals they ate at home. Jerrick was most likely the only one of them that had had a waffle in the past 15 years. Of all the people he knew, the person he spent the most time with didn’t even exist. Jerrick would often stroll the banks of the river on his parents’ property, brushing the reeds aside with sticks, and watching the fish feed on small, minute specks of dirt. His only companions on his strolls was an imaginary friend he had made up to make up for his parents rule that he was never to see anyone else; they were too sure he’d be kidnapped. Because his fater watched CSI WAY too much.
Personality: Introverted, Calm, Generous, Quiet, Jerrick Monet has spent his life walking the halls of an empty home, and has gotten very good at hiding himself when maids walked by.
Why did this person run away to Tilani City?: He wanted to be a real boy!
Anything else I need to know?: The one thing Jerrick wanted in life was to see other people, experience OTHER lives. He would write, but his parents always thought if he had a computer, he’d just talk to people. Which he would. Grrr to them, then.
Type up an example post for me!: Jerrick kicked the soda bottle off the curb and into the street, pretending to be a soccer star like he had seen on television. The bottle was promptly crushed by a passing bus. He felt so giddy after climbing that fence. Okay, so it wasn’t climbing the fence itself that made Jerrick giddy, it was the fact that he had had to turn off power to the electric fence (for that was what it was, stupid paranoid parents.), and to do that, he had had to “take care of” the guards, and to do THAT he needed a bottle, and to get that bottle he had had to finish the last of a bottle of single-malt whiskey. Okay, so the whiskey was some of the best shit he had had in ages, but still! What a rush!
