Post by CHRIS ASHFORD on Jun 29, 2010 12:40:07 GMT -5
[/font][/i][/color][/size][/center][/blockquote]chris ASHFORD
hollywood GOD*
»the basicsNAME:Christopher Isaiah Ashford
NICK NAMES:Chris
CLASS:Major God
REINCARNATE:APOLLO:: music, poetry, healing, prophecy, archery, the sun and a bunch of other stuff too.
AGE:seventeen
GRADE:eleventh
ORIENTATION:bisexual
FACE CLAIM:Alex Pettyfer
»the imageEYE COLOR:blue
HAIR:blonde
HEIGHT:5’6”
WEIGHT:146 lbs
CLOTHING STYLE:Chris is like Chloe, he likes his denim.
»the storyFAMILY:Marie Ashford- mother, Donald Ashford- Father, Colette Ashford- Little sister, Jessica Ashford- Other little sister, And his twin sister; Chloe Ashford
HOMETOWN:As much as he hates it, Paris.
PERSONALITY:
~ Loving and Stubborn. If Chris wanted to do something or love somebody, there isn't much that can be done about it. In fact only constant persuasion from Chloe can tear him away from something he really wants. He loves his sister, seeing as how she is one of the only people who will actually know him.
~ Fun loving and reckless. Chris is always one to go have fun. He tries to avoid alcohol and compromising situations. That's just not how he rolls. Chris is one for good clean fun. Although Chris refuses anything kinky, sometimes he finds himself in a place he doesn't want to be. Just because his heart is in the right place, doesn't mean his brain is.
~ Overprotective and kind of Scary. If ANYONE gets too close to Chloe, he will assume the role of big scary father and beat the shit out of them. Chris likes knowing where Chloe is most of the time, so she doesn't find herself in too much trouble. Even if she didn't date, you never knew what kind of situations a gal would be forced into.So he pretty much stalked her, but it was out of brotherly love (not stalkerly love)....
PAST:(minimum of three well written paragraphs. should included reason why your character moved here, if hollywood is not your hometown. explain how your character has shown evidence of being a god/dess reincarnate in the past, if applicable.)
PRESENT:(minimum of two well written paragraphs. should explain what you are going to school for, social class, etc.)
»the extraLIKES:(text here)
DISLIKES:(text here)
OTHER INFO:(text here)
»the writerNAME:Rebecca/Becca/Becky
AGE:one hundred and eleventy one!
GENDER:la femme!
RP EXPERIENCE:four years!
HOW YOU FOUND STS:I was born here!
RP SAMPLE:
Becca tossed and turned. There was no way she'd be able to sleep not knowing who she would be stuck with for a room mate. She was in a co-ed dorm. Which means, it would most likely be a guy. That could be good or bad depending on who it was. She would never be able to put up with one of those stand - offish neat freaks.
In fact, she twitched just thinking about it.
Becca needed someone laid back. Someone who would go with the flow and NOT interrupt her naps. After all, sleeping was her favorite past time. Well, that and being the cleverly sneaky girl she truely was. Becca needed someone who would accept and appreciate her for that. She pondered everything for a moment.
'That's a lot to hope for... Ugh, I can only hope...'
With a mental cross of her fingers Becca locked up her dorm and decided to head outside. It was spring now and she could use a nice stretch out in the sunshine. It was warm out. The birds were obnoxiously loud and she felt like she wanted to take a snap at them. Maybe get a few to feed to Jimini.
She snickered and made her wa to the fountain. This would be a decent spot to take a break, rest up a bit. Becca was gazing into the sun, basking in its long-needed warmth. The familiar sound of New York encased her and she began to doze off a bit.
That is, until the sound of screeching tires startled her. Her eyes flashed open and she barely managed to leap out of the way of the little red go kart that had just wrecked on the side of the fountain.
She had no idea whether to laugh or scream.
"WHAT THE HELL? "
She rushed over to the driver of the little car.
"Are you all in one piece? You better be. You DID interrupt my nap."
She winked and waited for a response. After all, He was pretty good looking.
WIP!