Post by BRYCE DUSTIN BRENNAN on Mar 12, 2009 17:04:39 GMT -5
BRYCE DUSTIN BRENNAN
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Take me back o the sleepless nights.
The stupid fights.
It never mattered who was wrong or who was right.[/center]
BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES[/color]
EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED
FULL NAME: Bryce Dustin Brennan
NICKNAMES: Bryce, Dusty, Dustin
SEX: Male
AGE: 17
GRADE: junior
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: bisexual.
ETHNICITY: causacian
THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT[/color]
AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION
FACE CLAIM: John O'Callaghan (the Maine)
HAIR: brown
EYES: greenish-blue
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 6'4" 195 lbs
BODY TYPE:lanky
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: tattoos on his chest
TRICK WITH A DOUBLE TONGUE[/color]
BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME
LIKES:
- Concerts
- Rainy Days
- Drugs
- Spicy foods
- Bubble Tea
- Music (who doesn't!)
- Technology
- Equations
- Anything that's bad for him
- Being sarcastic
- 90's cartoons
DISLIKES:
- The Human Race
- Reality TV
- Politics
- War
- Religion
- Cheating
- Being alone
- Bland food
- When people string him along
- Needles
STRENGTHS:
- Singing and playing the guitar
- Solving Problems
- Flirting
- Memorizing things
- Turning people against each other
WEAKNESSES:
- Dealing with problems
- Staying in relationships
- Drugs
- Staying organized
- Drawing
HABITS/QUIRKS:
- He likes to see people fight, so he instigates a lot.
- He does drugs to escape his everyday problems
- He bites his nails a lot
- He plays with his hair/scratches his head a lot.
LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE[/color]
MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS
PARENTS: Eliza Brennan, 48, childrens book author, living
Rudolph Brennan, 52, CEO of some large company, alive
SIBLINGS:Gemma Brennan, 15, high school student, alive
OTHER FAMILY: nobody important.
WON'T CRY FOR MY SOLITUDE[/color]
LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU
MEMBER TITLE: seeking THRILLS[/blockquote]
STEREOTYPE the rocker/burnout.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:For some reason unbeknownst to Emmanuel, his family decided that it was a good day for a trip to the zoo. “It’ll be some good quality time, Em.” his father would say, trying to make it sound a little more appealing. But Emmanuel simply curled his lip at the thought over breakfast as his mother put a plate filled with eggs, pancakes, bacon (though he despised it), and potatoes in front of him and his brother who slid in to the seat opposite him. As the other shoveled food in to his mouth, his appetite dipped only slightly before he started eating what was in front of him, minus the bacon.
Once they had finished up his mother chirped, French accent thick as she rested her hands on Lucas’s shoulders. “Up up, my dear boys! Go get ready so we can go to ze zoo!” With that she gave Lucas a quick peck on the cheek, only daring to ruffle Emmanuel’s hair with a smile before he stood, his brother running upstairs first to claim the shower and bathroom as his. Slamming a fist against the door before continuing to his room, he heard his brother call him a homosexual through the door, to which he shouted a few choice insults in French before their mother stopped them with her shrill and fast-paced lecture in the aforementioned language. Skipping the shower (since he knew how long his brother took and how impatient his father grew), he simply pulled a knit cap over his head to hide the cowlicks and overall bed-head.
After everyone was finally ready, they piled in to the car and took the short drive to the zoo in Central London. He didn’t spend that much time with his family before he was able to slip away. His parents were busy fawning over some sort of animal, and his brother had grown tired of the normal insults he was throwing at Emmanuel. “Fuck off, Lucas. I’m leaving." he spat as his hands found their way in to pockets. “Aw, how come? Tired of my superior intelligence and mummy and daddy ignoring you?” his brother shot back as he rolled his eyes. “Yeah, sure. I’m just gonna wander. See you, yeah?”
With that he left, wandering the zoo like he knew where he was going. Looking at the animals was second to getting away from his brother. But he soon found himself marveling over the bears, lions, tigers, you name it. He even stopped to see some of the monkeys. Somehow he ended up in the polar exhibit, not spending too long at any exhibit before someone who looked almost familiar caught his eye. Despite the expensive looking clothing and posh style he could swear it was Noelle. Yeah, the girl who somehow caught his eye and made his stomach feel like there were butterflies in his stomach. She seemed awfully dressed up for going to the zoo, not to mention that most of it seemed to be high end or designer. She’d hardly seemed like that type the other night, but he wouldn’t exactly hold it against her.
As he adjusted his cap and unzipped hoodie, he walked over there and took a place next to the other before he finally realized his assumption on her identity was right. “Hey. Fancy seeing you here!” he said with a smile as his focus went to what she was staring at. Penguins…he couldn’t help but laugh a little at how funny they looked while waddling across the rocks. Leaning against the railing surrounding the animals his focus went back to Noelle. "You look awful proper..." he said as he felt something like heat come up to his cheeks before he looked away and suppressed it. He focused back on the penguins and how adorable they were, instead of focusing on how odd they must look standing next to each other. Especially since she looked so classy and good and he just looked so...dirty. "So, what brings you to the zoo today?" he asked, starting the casual conversation as if to take his mind off of it.
CELEBRATE NO VICTORIES[/color]
AND MY PROMISES ARE SAND
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