Chakra - Yeah, you better not have a problem with gay/bi people or else I'll have to beat you with a stick xD just jokin' Welcome aboard!
Deit - Awww, your character has a kitty! How could I not accept you? Welcome!
WC - Oh. My. God.! The history made me wanna cry. Oh c'mon, I wouldn't make you do a rpg example. The great and powerful Jill has no need for such things xDD
Sora - Little iffy on the details but your RP example's nice. I like how he keeps a journal. I didn't even think about that. Nice!
Rikari - Yay! I can't wait to read yours! whoo! ^.^
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I'll post up my own character in a few hours. Chad and I are going to look at guitars at his one friend's shop thing so I'll be back. Until then, byez!
Roleplaying Form
Name: Big Foot, calls himself John after his master's son who was a friend to him
Age: 13
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: John is tan with straight dark brown hair coming down to his eyes, past his ears, and to his neck. His eyes are somewhat large and hazel with fairly long eyelashes. He has two parallel scars on his forehead which are covered by his hair. He has feet bigger than the average grown man, and was mocked for it both in the house and in it. The only clothes he could take with him was a white shirt with the sleeves cut off, ripped leather pants, and an old, tattered pair of shoes.
Personality: John is neither optimistic nor pessimistic, but generally acts happy whether he is or not. He is shy around people he doesn't know, but is perhaps too open to those he does. He likes girls more than boys as they were always nice to him when he went to town, while the boys mocked him, and except for his master's son, John, he may have thought that he was supposed to act like them and would have become gay (not saying anything against them just saying he didn't become one). He is often serious when he shouldn't be and not serious when he should be. He became an expert at making jokes from John, who, as his dad was rich, often went to social events with comedians and such, but he is often afraid to make them for he fears he would do so at the wrong time.
History: John was born to a poor family in Aberysthwyth, Wales. His father was a farmer and his mother a housewife. When he was but 2 months old, his parents decided to move to America, but as they had too little money to pay for their journey, they had to become indentured servants, but instead of indenturing themselves, the man who was to finance their journey made a deal with them, give him their son, and they could be free. The parents agreed and after the trip over, he never saw his parents again. He had been sold to one of the richest men in America. He lived in a mansion in the city of Baltimore, Maryland. John was treated as a slave, and grew up thinking he was one. He was never paid as his parents were promised, and was abused in every sense of the word. His master's name was George Friedrich, a German immigrant, but he was called Big Foot since his shoe size was 13, while his master's was 11, and many men's were less than that. One day, his master's son, John, his best friend told his dad that Big Foot had been misbehaving and that he wanted to sell him immediately. His father allowed John to take Big Foot to the Auction Block alone. John allowed Big Foot to escape telling his father he had run away. Friedrich was furious, he hired private eyes to track him down, not to mention a detachment of the army, and even men he found in bars who worked on farms or hunted to go after him with their pitchforks and dogs. John had made his way to the mouth of the Susquehanna in Pennsylvania before night fell. He lay in the woods under the light of the moon and fell fast asleep.
Other: N/A
Current Health: Is nearly deaf and has a short memory from yelling and being beaten. has genital herpes from things his master did to him.
Role playing Example: If you want one...
Name: Jason Riviera
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual (Interested in both, but has a bigger thing for males)
Appearance
Eye color: His right eye is green and his left eye is a light blue
Hair color: Brown
Hair Style: Shoulder length all round.
Jacket: Brown Jacket, four pockets on the front.
Shirt: Black t-shirt
Pants: Baggy black pants
Shoes: None
Weight: 153
Hight: 5'7
Skin Tone: Caucasian
Scars: One scare leading around his right eye like an L, forcing his right eye half closed.
Personality: Very Quiet. Blushes when talked to by someone of whom he thinks is 'cute' and such. His embarrassment problems have gotten the better of him as to where he either runs off or turns away, as if the person wasn't even there.
History: Through and Through, Jason is not to be taken lightly as he showed three years back. He slipped a kiss to one boy as they were talking in town. He was then grabbed by the boy's father after the boy told him. Jason said nothing as his father pinned him against the wall. Jason kept his eyes to the ground until he heard the boy's father say "I don't want my son to be a ***, like yourself!" . Jason shot a look up at the man who had him pinned. He kept silent as he slowly raised his hand and grabbed the man's chin. He jerked his hand to the right, and with a loud, nauseating crack, the man fell to his side, dead.
The boy of whom Jason kissed freaked. He picked up a knife and raised it. He charged at Jason head on with the knife held low as to pull off a strike from beneath Jason's head. Jason stood still until the boy got close enough and ducked. His speed didn't help him. The boy slashed the knife upwards, cutting around the left side of his right eye in the shape of an L. Jason did nothing but take the lethal punches thrown at him by the boy, each one hitting him in his gut, threatening to make his insides rupture.
To this day, Jason Has had many boyfriends and girlfriends, but none had the matching pain and love of which the boy brought to him. Pain, the sadness that hit him when the boy almost killed him for what Jason did. And love, The passion of which He and him spent time together, expressing themselves freely without a care in the world.
Other: N/A
Current Health: Slightly unstable with his words, says what ever without a care in the world.
Role playing Example:
Jason walked out into the open night sky. Listening to the wind as it gently forced itself through the trees. The sound of rustling leaves was most calming to Jason, the sound of nature. He heard many crickets chirping away happily, the dog next door was barking constantly, annoying Jason as much as it possibly could. Jason had not figured anything would come of tonight, but he decided to go to the park and rest, listening to every sound he can.
Jason walked into the park and sat on the bench. He listened to the mischievous children under the bridge, the sound of spray paint softly hissing with them. He chuckled slightly and heard footsteps coming closer and closer with every second. He looked over to see an elderly woman. She greeted him with a kindly smile, and jason returned her smile. The woman slowly walked past Jason and on down the path of the park.
Jason looked at the streetlights, the sound of the electricity buzzing through them were driving him mad. He ran his hand through his hair and stood up. "Yet another quiet night. Beautiful, it's quite a pity to have to spend it alone." He said quietly to himself as he made his way back to his house.
Is this acceptible? Sorry if i laid a bit to much on the sexuality, but right now, im'm kind of in a momentary writers block, so i just typed down what first came to mind.