Post by james on Apr 8, 2006 15:33:03 GMT -5
** Name **
James
** Surname **
McEwen
** Nickname **
J
** Age **
16
** Height **
5'7
** Personailty **
James is an alright guy to talk to, he can have a temper though. He isn't a foolish guy who will speak without thinking...he does think his decissions before making them. He has learned from the past about relationshps and how to handle them so he isn't "clingy" to women, not calling them every minute of everyday saying 'i love you', from his point of view hes far too young for all thsi lovey dovey stuff but maybe one day he will meet someone to settle down with and share his problems with.
** Description **
Muscullar, tall, dark hair which is most likely to be styled everyday. Longs legs with a large scar down his right which he covers from other people. String jawline, blue eyes and muscullar arms. Quite tanned, broad handsome features with cleansed teeth. Pierced eyebrow on left. (sorry i cant explain him anymore lol)
** History **
James was brought up by his mother, his father was violent and was put to jail but it didn't really affect him very much bercause he hardly saw him and when he did, he hated him. His father was jailed when James was fourteen, James reported him after witnessing his father punching his mother in the face. After that, noone challenged him. Maybe thats why James is the way he is, not judging any book by its cover.
** Everyday **
Hobbies, he plays football, basketball and does alot of running. Listens to his music, used to be in a band so maybe he would find someone to hang out with. He emjoys a swim now and again as he wants to keep himself in shape.
** Sample **
Bruised knuckles grazed across the red-stone wall as the other hand supports his bag. So this is it?. Loose change kingled in his pocket as he made his way into the building. Mixed smells seeping into his nostrels, this place didn't seem too bad. He didn't really have a problem to mix in with other teenagers away so he wasn't nervous or anything. James wan't a guy who would sit at the back of a classroom the full school year and you wouldn't hear a word come from his mouth, he is a bright guy but doesn't show it all often, speaking to other students and sorting out problems is a tallent. If someone sat alone, he would probably go over and sit with them.
Sighing lightly he placed his bag on the furnished floor, whistling to his favourite song 'Wherever You Will Go' by The Calling before sitting down. Blue eyes scanning the walls in slight interest. Wondering weither he would be informed which dorm he was in...
James
** Surname **
McEwen
** Nickname **
J
** Age **
16
** Height **
5'7
** Personailty **
James is an alright guy to talk to, he can have a temper though. He isn't a foolish guy who will speak without thinking...he does think his decissions before making them. He has learned from the past about relationshps and how to handle them so he isn't "clingy" to women, not calling them every minute of everyday saying 'i love you', from his point of view hes far too young for all thsi lovey dovey stuff but maybe one day he will meet someone to settle down with and share his problems with.
** Description **
Muscullar, tall, dark hair which is most likely to be styled everyday. Longs legs with a large scar down his right which he covers from other people. String jawline, blue eyes and muscullar arms. Quite tanned, broad handsome features with cleansed teeth. Pierced eyebrow on left. (sorry i cant explain him anymore lol)
** History **
James was brought up by his mother, his father was violent and was put to jail but it didn't really affect him very much bercause he hardly saw him and when he did, he hated him. His father was jailed when James was fourteen, James reported him after witnessing his father punching his mother in the face. After that, noone challenged him. Maybe thats why James is the way he is, not judging any book by its cover.
** Everyday **
Hobbies, he plays football, basketball and does alot of running. Listens to his music, used to be in a band so maybe he would find someone to hang out with. He emjoys a swim now and again as he wants to keep himself in shape.
** Sample **
Bruised knuckles grazed across the red-stone wall as the other hand supports his bag. So this is it?. Loose change kingled in his pocket as he made his way into the building. Mixed smells seeping into his nostrels, this place didn't seem too bad. He didn't really have a problem to mix in with other teenagers away so he wasn't nervous or anything. James wan't a guy who would sit at the back of a classroom the full school year and you wouldn't hear a word come from his mouth, he is a bright guy but doesn't show it all often, speaking to other students and sorting out problems is a tallent. If someone sat alone, he would probably go over and sit with them.
Sighing lightly he placed his bag on the furnished floor, whistling to his favourite song 'Wherever You Will Go' by The Calling before sitting down. Blue eyes scanning the walls in slight interest. Wondering weither he would be informed which dorm he was in...
