Post by sumdood on Feb 10, 2009 12:58:46 GMT -5
Your username: sumdood
Character's name: Maxwell Taylor
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Attitude: He's a chronic nice-guy.. He tries to help people when he can. He takes the lead fairly easily when he sees it needs to be done. He tries to avoid unnecessary fighting if possible, although he wont' just lay down and let someone walk all over him to keep from fighting. He draws very fine lines between what he accepts and what he doesn't accept.
Animal: N/A(doesn't have one yet)
Spirit Name: N/A (doesn't have one yet)
Gender:N/A(doesn't have one yet)
Appearence: Max stands at about 5'7" tall, has dark brown hair and brown eyes. He wears glasses. The clothes he usualy wears consists of blue jeans, a T-shirt with a white undershirt, a pair of combat boots, and a corduroy blazer.
Attitude:
History: Max is just your typical nerd, except that he doesn't quite look like one. He really enjoys learning all about mythical creatures. His favorites are dragons and phoenixes. He plays D&D, and always manages to incorporate a dragon or phoenix into the game somehow. He is still a freshman in college, in his second semester as a Computer Science major at USM in Mississippi. He is in the Air Force ROTC there, hoping to get a commission into the Air Force as an officer.
Role-play sample: Max sped down the hill on his green, battered bike, the chain clicking as the bad quality machine's wheels sped underneath him. He always enjoyed going down this hill like this. It was a rush for him, dodging and weaving between the people walking on the sidewalk. He turned a corner into the parking lot and swerved as he saw a car, narrowly managing to get out of the way before getting run over. However, he didn't quite mangae to stay upright on his bike and fell off, slamming to the ground. "Ouch," he said, getting up and rubbing his shoulder where it had hit the ground,"That sucked. I hate this parking lot."
Character's name: Maxwell Taylor
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Attitude: He's a chronic nice-guy.. He tries to help people when he can. He takes the lead fairly easily when he sees it needs to be done. He tries to avoid unnecessary fighting if possible, although he wont' just lay down and let someone walk all over him to keep from fighting. He draws very fine lines between what he accepts and what he doesn't accept.
Animal: N/A(doesn't have one yet)
Spirit Name: N/A (doesn't have one yet)
Gender:N/A(doesn't have one yet)
Appearence: Max stands at about 5'7" tall, has dark brown hair and brown eyes. He wears glasses. The clothes he usualy wears consists of blue jeans, a T-shirt with a white undershirt, a pair of combat boots, and a corduroy blazer.
Attitude:
History: Max is just your typical nerd, except that he doesn't quite look like one. He really enjoys learning all about mythical creatures. His favorites are dragons and phoenixes. He plays D&D, and always manages to incorporate a dragon or phoenix into the game somehow. He is still a freshman in college, in his second semester as a Computer Science major at USM in Mississippi. He is in the Air Force ROTC there, hoping to get a commission into the Air Force as an officer.
Role-play sample: Max sped down the hill on his green, battered bike, the chain clicking as the bad quality machine's wheels sped underneath him. He always enjoyed going down this hill like this. It was a rush for him, dodging and weaving between the people walking on the sidewalk. He turned a corner into the parking lot and swerved as he saw a car, narrowly managing to get out of the way before getting run over. However, he didn't quite mangae to stay upright on his bike and fell off, slamming to the ground. "Ouch," he said, getting up and rubbing his shoulder where it had hit the ground,"That sucked. I hate this parking lot."