Name: Peprika Wilard Age:17 Sex: female Year: Junior Personality: Pep, to be quite honest can be a bit of a bully. She can’t really make friends well enough because she seems to keep to herself. She is not afraid, to whoop anyone’s ass, to put it bluntly. She does not say much but when she does say something she has the galls to back it up.
Ambitions: She wants to be a graphic designer, or a mechanic. Also, she wants to stay out of jail. Classes: Advanced English Wood Shop Remedial Trigonometry Gym Weight Training biology Mechanics
Extra Curricular Activities: She works at an auto repair shop, fixing up cars and such. After work she hangs out with her ‘gang’ fixing up their bikes and such. Anything for extra cash.
Clique: Rika is a Gangbanger. You will find her hanging with a crowd of tough looking kids. She is the smallest there, but size does not matter. Likes: Food. Food. HELL YES FOOD! Kittens, snow, honesty, gentlemen. Dislikes: lies. Period, You lie to her and you are dead to her.
Description: Rika wears a loose shirt, often green. Black skinny jeans and chuck tailors. She is often seen with a bright yellow bandanna tied around her really long hair, and a wrench at her hip. Her hands are in fingerless hobo gloves.
Homelife: Rika lives alone, and works 9-5 to support her younger brothers and pay for her sickly mother’s hospital bills. Her younger brothers know nothing about her gang life and she aims to keep it that way.
History: simple. Pops left, mother grew ill after her 2nd baby brother’s birth. Her mother has been in the hospital since she was 14. Rika has been performing odd jobs since then, and got into her gang at age 16.
[SHA BAM gais, done. I unno if I want Yarla in it haha if yarla is in it you will have a bad ass bully on the loose]
Post by The Gun-Born Wolf on Jul 7, 2009 21:52:51 GMT -5
[Oh my God...]
Name: David Valentinez Cross Age:17 Sex:Male Year:Junior Personality:Very lonely like. However, his attatchment to his friends seems to be very heartwarming. Though, at times he will be angry, he seems to be okay. Had a drinking problem. Ambitions:Many. Classes:Biology, Mathematics, Shop/Mechanics, Gym, Accelerated Literary/English, Anatomy, Health
Dislikes: Being called Jock, Douchebags, Mornings, Mornings After, Walks of Shame, Nosy Bartenders.
Description: Tall and slim, but muscled and athletic. Messy, bedraggled hair, not too long, colored in jet black naturally. small goatee and moustache, somewhat long sideburns. Dark, brown eyes that seem to carry a lot of hate. Wears mainly very baggy, black jeans, white baggy longsleeve collared work shirt under a black v neck and leaves the cuffs open, snakebite piercings, two small silver hoop piercings on the left ear and one on the right, black sneakers.
Homelife: His homelife is very lonely. It appears that his older sister is already working and pays the bills at the house. V, as he calls her, is a college graduate whom works as a doctor and rather 'jumpy nightlife' side job. His little brother is still in middle school. Other than arguments over bills and his own life with his sister, he has a pretty chill homelife. Oh yeah, did I mention the firearms in the house? Yep. A LOT of firearms. Mam and Pap was in the army. Kept a buncha souvenirs without warning. And now he has enough muntions in the house to start a small war. Don't be bothered by the Browning M2 Heavy Barrel anti-personal machine-gun in the garage. It doesn't have ammunition in it. 50 cal bullets are behind the coffee.
History: Born in San Jose, California. His movings was hard. Both parents had died during an accident, crossfire at a Diner Shooting, he became an alcoholic at age 14. After a few years of sobering up, and many ass whoopings by Velvet, he got over his addiction and kept up with school work.
Sexuality: Bi-sexual. Loves the Girls and Girly bois.
[no, it means you take the essence of your character and throw it in a different setting xD Not what happend to your character in old west, but how he is and throw him in a highschool! it`s been a hit! and we are working on a dream, but for now, we have a room above the sherriff`s office for now!]
Post by Riley Haverson on Jul 18, 2009 22:16:57 GMT -5
Name: Dustin K. Smith
Personality: Hard Rocker, not many friends because of his carefree style and steadfast devotion to his Genre of music. While completely outgoing, his attitude can be seen as gruff at times.
Ambitions: ROCK! YAAAH!!! \o/ He dreams to be the next KISS or ACDC or some other rock artist.
Classes: Math (He's had the same math teacher three years in a row.), English, Science, Phys Ed.
Extra Curicular Activities: Plays some football as a Linebacker, but mostly he plays rock in his family's Barn. He also is forced by his parents to take online classes in agriculture, he refuses to let anyone know this however as it would ruin his rocker persona.
Clique: Semi-Jock, no one likes to hang out with him usually.
Likes: Rock, Playing guitar, Working out, Physical Exertion, and Ironically... working on his father's -farm-, making things grow.
Dislikes: People knowing where he lives, rap, disco, being stuck doing something he could care less about.
Description: About as Giant as you can get. At twenty years old it's on the very far side of Puberty, and for an equine who probably popped -some- type of pills as he was growing up... He's on the lower edge of Macro. He has to duck through most every door he goes through, rarely fits in just about any seat... And betwen working out, and hte exertion of working on his father's farm he's beyond toned and looks like a draft horse's draft horse. Despite his size, his fingers remain nible and he's filed his thick hoof-like fingertips down to a reasonable size so he can do small tasks like playing the guitar quite well. His hair, though some odd twist of life, acts more like a Zebra's mane than a normal horse's mane. The hair sticks straight up and acts like a Brush, he's taken advantage of this and dyed it bright flourescent neon green. His tail is more like a normal horses, he braids it to the end of the actual tail and then lets the rest hang loose. The tail too, is dyed flourescent neon green.
Homelife: His family lives on a farm at the edge of town, far from prying eyes and people who could be annoyed by his rocking. The son of a Marine who became a farmer after getting out of the service, his father... while not sanguine about his attitudes towards school and his leaning towards the hard rock aspects... loves him a lot and appreciates his son's hard work on the farm. Ironically, his son is about three feet taller than him. He is often eating, sleeping, rocking, in school, or working in the fields doing something or other.
It should also be of note, that he runs a mile and a half to the bus-stop every day and takes up two and a half seats on the short-bus... The only bus that drives out far enough to pick him up from the farm.
Name: Malicia Sherry Age:19 Sex:female Year: Cullinary program Personality: Crazy Ambitions: To be a chef Classes: Cooking Extra Curicular Activities: Enjoys cooking, works at a restaurant, avid of rock concerts Clique: Die hard freak goth Likes: metal, food, cats Dislikes: HER PARENTS!!! Description: Malicia is your typical reject goth, never fitted anywhere. She loves to wear purple and black all the time and it was always a surprise what colour her hair was. Enjoying peircings a good bit, they still were kept tastesfull, rings all around her ears, one stud on her nose and one at her chin. Her tongue was peirced, but oddly enought, not the belly button. She had a tattoo at her ankle of a totem pole, representing bear at the bottom, wolf in the middle, crowned by the tip of the totem a raven going from pole to life! Her dresses were usually short, shinny and frilly and she of course prefered the high healed boots and shinny little girl shoes. Make was usually the same, coon eyes and red lips. Homelife:Malicia lives by herself in a crummy appartment with her cat, her pet lizard, the two frogs, a rat, a bird and a few exotic fishies calle pirahnahs! History: Malicia is a highschool drop out. Having issues with her family to no ends, she ended up with a break down. On her recovery, she moved out on her own and being too old to go back to school, she joined the adult program in the cullinary arts.