Post by Sugar Baby on Oct 5, 2008 17:48:43 GMT -5
[glow=purple,2,300]Basics[/glow]
Name: Regan Pravus
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Grade: NONE - He's the fucking health teacher, bitches
Birthday: November 17
Sexuality: He's as straight as a rainbow
Level: Ze Chest
[glow=blue,2,300]Internal[/glow]
Personality: He is a man of honor. He is an asshole of a brit. He won't fret to kill someone except if it's a small child (1-10). He can be kind, sweet, helpful, and loving if he wants to be. He gets angry easily and is very stubborn.
Faves/Likes:
Hates/Dislikes:
Hobbies:
Seven: Lust, Humility
Theme Song: "Konichiwa Bitches" by Robyn
Other: HE'S BRITISH. : DDDDD
[glow=purple,2,300]External[/glow]
Picture: (no, he doesn't feel like showing his face. >:C)
Hair color/style: Dark red... like MAROON; It covers his left eye. He usually has it in a pony (It's to about his shoulders) Cuz he feels like it
Eyes: Green
Skin: WHITE like, glow in the dark white; it's... mosterized. Hey, he's gotta take care of it, y'know.
Measurements: 36, 24, 42! |
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 123 lbs
Shoe size: 9
Tattoos: NO.
Piercings: Twice on each ear. >:C That's all I'm fucking saying.
Clothing/personal style: Nice clothing. His pants never fit around his ass. If he bends over, you might see a thong.
Self-confidence: He's a fag. He has to make sure he looks good enought to get looks from blind people say "Damn, he fine."
Other: IF YOU WERE A FELLA, I'D SEE CLEAR TO YOUR BALLS! *is shot*[/color]
[glow=Red,2,300]Final Touches:[/glow]
Cannon/Custom: Custom
RP sample:(I'm to lazy to type a NEW one >:C) Lyilith stretched her arms over her head as she headed toward her mentor’s chambers. One of the messengers had reported to her she was to be there in the morning, not really making the time specific. Lyil thought it would be best if she got there way to early then be tardy. She had just finished the school that all the adolescence of her kind would have to attend to learn what to do and what not. Maybe it was a meeting on what her first assignment would be…
Lyil pushed open the double doors that separated her and the chambers she was called to. It would be a lie if she said she wasn’t excited about this moment; not that she wasn’t expecting it. She was expecting her mentor and the 3nd division director that was in charge of all the fledgling students that needed a little push to fly high. Instead, it was the 1st division director and her teacher. Now, the 1st division was for more melee purposes than anything and to see him here meant they were either going to banish her (which was a nice way of saying she was going to die) or she was to be deported for ‘research’. A slight stab in her back made her jump forward as the doors disappeared and was replaced with to guards from the 1st division. Wonderful… The cold stares she received from the two behind her did not make it any less difficult as she faced her teacher and the director. “What do you request of me?” The smirk that crossed the director’s face sent shivers down her spine.
“Hello, Lyilith. You have done an exceptional job from what I’ve heard from your mentor,” a black flame erupted from his hand but was replaced with some sort of file, “so I’ve decided that it deserves a congratulations from my own hand.” He held the file out towards Lyil, his smile not ceasing. She looked at it then at her teacher, wondering if she had approved of this. Her teacher simply diverted her gaze to the ground below her, some kind of guilt apparent in her eyes. Lyil went back to the file, and with caution, she snatched it from him. She attempted to open it but received a harsh shock that coursed throughout her body, making it so she couldn’t move. “Don’t be hasty, my dear. You can’t open that till you get to your destination. Now then, your assignment,” he sighed as he ran his hand through his black hair, “you are going onto a mission of surveillance to this one school… I can’t remember what it was called; oh well.” Anger shot through Lyli as she heard these words.
“But I aced all my classes! Why do I need to go to another scho-,” Pain erupted from her chest, leaving her breathless.
“Do not ask questions; simply do.” The director retorted glaring daggers at her as she tried to catch her breath one more. “I’m terribly sorry about this, Lyilith,” he signaled one of the guards that was behind her, “but you will forget all of that… well, except how to survive of course.” Cold metal pressed against the middle of her back. His smug grin dispersed as it felt as though someone had stabbed right through her skull. She fell to her knees with her head pulsing. Her whole body became numb as she fell to her side, barely hearing that bastard say, “Feel better soon, dear.” The last thing Lyil saw was the face of her mentor mouthing something. It was all to confusing to depict what she said. Then it was black.
What should we call you? Lyx, that guy, Reggy, TDS-Sama, That emo kid, Zexi the Sexi Emo/Ghetto Bitch/The Hotness
Age? 15, yo
RP experience? Some time within my life
Plan on applying for staff? I am staff, BITCH
Read the rules? NO. Rules are for suckas.
Anything else at all? *Anything else you'd like to add or reiterate*
Name: Regan Pravus
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Grade: NONE - He's the fucking health teacher, bitches
Birthday: November 17
Sexuality: He's as straight as a rainbow
Level: Ze Chest
[glow=blue,2,300]Internal[/glow]
Personality: He is a man of honor. He is an asshole of a brit. He won't fret to kill someone except if it's a small child (1-10). He can be kind, sweet, helpful, and loving if he wants to be. He gets angry easily and is very stubborn.
Faves/Likes:
- Tending to Flowers
- Mangos
- Tea (spiked with Rum)
- Faggy things
- Penis
Hates/Dislikes:
- Monkeys
- Things that smell bad
- Daytime Soaps
- Bobby Flay
- Wooden Baseballs
Hobbies:
- Being a fag
- Teaching
- Growing and Selling Flowers
- Sewing
- Baking
Seven: Lust, Humility
Theme Song: "Konichiwa Bitches" by Robyn
Other: HE'S BRITISH. : DDDDD
[glow=purple,2,300]External[/glow]
Picture: (no, he doesn't feel like showing his face. >:C)
Hair color/style: Dark red... like MAROON; It covers his left eye. He usually has it in a pony (It's to about his shoulders) Cuz he feels like it
Eyes: Green
Skin: WHITE like, glow in the dark white; it's... mosterized. Hey, he's gotta take care of it, y'know.
Measurements: 36, 24, 42! |
Height: 5'9''
Weight: 123 lbs
Shoe size: 9
Tattoos: NO.
Piercings: Twice on each ear. >:C That's all I'm fucking saying.
Clothing/personal style: Nice clothing. His pants never fit around his ass. If he bends over, you might see a thong.
Self-confidence: He's a fag. He has to make sure he looks good enought to get looks from blind people say "Damn, he fine."
Other: IF YOU WERE A FELLA, I'D SEE CLEAR TO YOUR BALLS! *is shot*[/color]
[glow=Red,2,300]Final Touches:[/glow]
Cannon/Custom: Custom
RP sample:(I'm to lazy to type a NEW one >:C) Lyilith stretched her arms over her head as she headed toward her mentor’s chambers. One of the messengers had reported to her she was to be there in the morning, not really making the time specific. Lyil thought it would be best if she got there way to early then be tardy. She had just finished the school that all the adolescence of her kind would have to attend to learn what to do and what not. Maybe it was a meeting on what her first assignment would be…
Lyil pushed open the double doors that separated her and the chambers she was called to. It would be a lie if she said she wasn’t excited about this moment; not that she wasn’t expecting it. She was expecting her mentor and the 3nd division director that was in charge of all the fledgling students that needed a little push to fly high. Instead, it was the 1st division director and her teacher. Now, the 1st division was for more melee purposes than anything and to see him here meant they were either going to banish her (which was a nice way of saying she was going to die) or she was to be deported for ‘research’. A slight stab in her back made her jump forward as the doors disappeared and was replaced with to guards from the 1st division. Wonderful… The cold stares she received from the two behind her did not make it any less difficult as she faced her teacher and the director. “What do you request of me?” The smirk that crossed the director’s face sent shivers down her spine.
“Hello, Lyilith. You have done an exceptional job from what I’ve heard from your mentor,” a black flame erupted from his hand but was replaced with some sort of file, “so I’ve decided that it deserves a congratulations from my own hand.” He held the file out towards Lyil, his smile not ceasing. She looked at it then at her teacher, wondering if she had approved of this. Her teacher simply diverted her gaze to the ground below her, some kind of guilt apparent in her eyes. Lyil went back to the file, and with caution, she snatched it from him. She attempted to open it but received a harsh shock that coursed throughout her body, making it so she couldn’t move. “Don’t be hasty, my dear. You can’t open that till you get to your destination. Now then, your assignment,” he sighed as he ran his hand through his black hair, “you are going onto a mission of surveillance to this one school… I can’t remember what it was called; oh well.” Anger shot through Lyli as she heard these words.
“But I aced all my classes! Why do I need to go to another scho-,” Pain erupted from her chest, leaving her breathless.
“Do not ask questions; simply do.” The director retorted glaring daggers at her as she tried to catch her breath one more. “I’m terribly sorry about this, Lyilith,” he signaled one of the guards that was behind her, “but you will forget all of that… well, except how to survive of course.” Cold metal pressed against the middle of her back. His smug grin dispersed as it felt as though someone had stabbed right through her skull. She fell to her knees with her head pulsing. Her whole body became numb as she fell to her side, barely hearing that bastard say, “Feel better soon, dear.” The last thing Lyil saw was the face of her mentor mouthing something. It was all to confusing to depict what she said. Then it was black.
What should we call you? Lyx, that guy, Reggy, TDS-Sama, That emo kid, Zexi the Sexi Emo/Ghetto Bitch/The Hotness
Age? 15, yo
RP experience? Some time within my life
Plan on applying for staff? I am staff, BITCH
Read the rules? NO. Rules are for suckas.
Anything else at all? *Anything else you'd like to add or reiterate*