Post by Ari on Feb 14, 2007 21:46:43 GMT -5
Name: Derrick Sholes (Alias is Jake Matthews)
Nicknames: None
Teacher/Teacher's Assitant, Student, or Investigator?: Investigator
Race: Human
Age: 22 (Alias age is... 20)
Hair Derrick’s hair is short and brown with a reddish tint. Nothing really special about it.
Eyes: The colour of his eyes is the same as that of his hair, and they show a kindness in them that you would never expect to find in the eyes of someone of his… occupation.
Appearance: Derrick is about medium height, not too tall or too short. He has a fairly thin body, and weighs less than the majority of people his age. He is very muscular, although it doesn’t show, and he is actually very strong. His legs are long, making him fast. Ack, brain dead. I don’t have anything else t add to this right now.
Attire: Derrick is usually seen with some sort of track outfit; track pants and a t-shirt. He also regularly wears a jacket over the shirt. He has two main track outfits, one that is white, blue and red, and another that is red and black.
Powers: None
Personality: Alias:He is a really nice guy with a great sense of humour. He rarely ever is angry for long, and he is pretty easy to befriend. Definitely the last person you would expect to be an agent. Which is basically the point.
Himself: He's still basically like his alias personality, only more serious.
Sexual preference: Straight
Romantic interests: Not really interested.
Occupation: He’s an agent/investigator dude.
Likes: Reading, sleeping, eating, his job, money (who doesn’t like money?) technology, listening to music, nature, animals - the list goes on and on
Dislikes: Nails scraping on chalkboards, rainy days.
Pets: He has a golden retriever named Sandy.
History: Derrick would rather that most people don’t know his history, but there’s one part that has been found out over time. When he was young, his father was attacked and killed by a rouge mage in front of Derrick. Ever since then, he has held supernaturals in contempt, and that’s why he joined his job. The rest of his past is fiercely guarded, and no more can be recovered.
Picture(s):
Roleplay Example (Min. 60 Words): (Taken from my account on Aerosky)
Kylie got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body and shaking her hair out of her eyes. She opened the door and walked out into the hallway, nearly running into her Aunt Bethany.
“Well it’s about time! What were you doing in there? Throwing a party? There’s only one bathroom in this house and some people don’t like waiting you know!”
Her aunt’s voice shrilled. Kylie rolled her eyes slightly and replied,
“Well I’m out now, so if you have to use the bathroom that bad, stop yelling at me and go before Seth gets in there.”
Too late. All that could be seen was her brother’s blonde hair disappearing behind the bathroom door as it closed in Aunt Bethany’s face.
“That’s it! That’s the last straw! I’ve had it with you kids, acting like you own the house! As soon as you’re 18, you’re gone! If it wasn’t your mothers’ last wish I would throw you out on the street right now!”
Her aunt stomped down the hall and walked into her room, slamming the door so hard that it practically rocked the house. Kylie shook her head sadly; her aunt was worse than a 6 year old and, with all the yelling that went on in the house, you’d think that someone was being tortured. Kylie walked down the hall in the opposite way that her aunt had gone and went into her room, shutting the door silently behind her.
Anything else?: Not as of yet.
Codeword: Ookami
Nicknames: None
Teacher/Teacher's Assitant, Student, or Investigator?: Investigator
Race: Human
Age: 22 (Alias age is... 20)
Hair Derrick’s hair is short and brown with a reddish tint. Nothing really special about it.
Eyes: The colour of his eyes is the same as that of his hair, and they show a kindness in them that you would never expect to find in the eyes of someone of his… occupation.
Appearance: Derrick is about medium height, not too tall or too short. He has a fairly thin body, and weighs less than the majority of people his age. He is very muscular, although it doesn’t show, and he is actually very strong. His legs are long, making him fast. Ack, brain dead. I don’t have anything else t add to this right now.
Attire: Derrick is usually seen with some sort of track outfit; track pants and a t-shirt. He also regularly wears a jacket over the shirt. He has two main track outfits, one that is white, blue and red, and another that is red and black.
Powers: None
Personality: Alias:He is a really nice guy with a great sense of humour. He rarely ever is angry for long, and he is pretty easy to befriend. Definitely the last person you would expect to be an agent. Which is basically the point.
Himself: He's still basically like his alias personality, only more serious.
Sexual preference: Straight
Romantic interests: Not really interested.
Occupation: He’s an agent/investigator dude.
Likes: Reading, sleeping, eating, his job, money (who doesn’t like money?) technology, listening to music, nature, animals - the list goes on and on
Dislikes: Nails scraping on chalkboards, rainy days.
Pets: He has a golden retriever named Sandy.
History: Derrick would rather that most people don’t know his history, but there’s one part that has been found out over time. When he was young, his father was attacked and killed by a rouge mage in front of Derrick. Ever since then, he has held supernaturals in contempt, and that’s why he joined his job. The rest of his past is fiercely guarded, and no more can be recovered.
Picture(s):
Roleplay Example (Min. 60 Words): (Taken from my account on Aerosky)
Kylie got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around her body and shaking her hair out of her eyes. She opened the door and walked out into the hallway, nearly running into her Aunt Bethany.
“Well it’s about time! What were you doing in there? Throwing a party? There’s only one bathroom in this house and some people don’t like waiting you know!”
Her aunt’s voice shrilled. Kylie rolled her eyes slightly and replied,
“Well I’m out now, so if you have to use the bathroom that bad, stop yelling at me and go before Seth gets in there.”
Too late. All that could be seen was her brother’s blonde hair disappearing behind the bathroom door as it closed in Aunt Bethany’s face.
“That’s it! That’s the last straw! I’ve had it with you kids, acting like you own the house! As soon as you’re 18, you’re gone! If it wasn’t your mothers’ last wish I would throw you out on the street right now!”
Her aunt stomped down the hall and walked into her room, slamming the door so hard that it practically rocked the house. Kylie shook her head sadly; her aunt was worse than a 6 year old and, with all the yelling that went on in the house, you’d think that someone was being tortured. Kylie walked down the hall in the opposite way that her aunt had gone and went into her room, shutting the door silently behind her.
Anything else?: Not as of yet.
Codeword: Ookami
