Post by Bob Ness on Jun 1, 2009 11:22:04 GMT -6
Anything You Want to Be
First and Last Name: Sihaser Leon Belgut
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Date of Birth: Jully 11, 1991
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Abilities: Sword fighting, charm
Species: Human
Pet:
Appearance:
Hair: Black, spiky hair
Eyes: Ice-blue eyes with dark eyelashes
Body: Lean, with a nice build
Height: 5'9"
Personality: Sihaser loves charming people. He also loves being sarcastic to people. It sometimes annoys others, but it is almost impossible to resist his smile.
He loves fighting, fist-fighting or sword-fighting. People tell him he'll get himself killed if he's not careful. He's not too smart, and hates going to school.
History: Sihaser doesn't usually tell people who is family is. He likes keeping it a secret. All other people know is that he has two older brothers, but they are never seen. His father was a drunk, and beat Sihaser, almost to death.
When he was seven, he started going to the school, but he never learned anything. He finds it all too boring. He hates reading, but loves daydreaming.
Other: Scars on his back from whips.
Example RP: Sihaser cleared his thoughts, and stepped out from behind the tree, not glancing back. His heart was hammering as he walked home, dreading each step that brought him closer to the house. He stopped when he came to the large, stone house. With a sunken heart, he opened the door, as quietly as he could. But, his father already caught him. "What are you doing so late?!" the large man yelled. "I was expecting you an hour ago!"
"I know, Father, but...I was caught up and-" He stopped short as his father smacked him across the face. The force was so hard, Sihaser stumbled back, and fell out of the open door.
"What did I tell you, Sihaser?!" he yelled.
Sihaser stood up, not the least bit surprised.
First and Last Name: Sihaser Leon Belgut
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Date of Birth: Jully 11, 1991
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Abilities: Sword fighting, charm
Species: Human
Pet:
Appearance:
Hair: Black, spiky hair
Eyes: Ice-blue eyes with dark eyelashes
Body: Lean, with a nice build
Height: 5'9"
Personality: Sihaser loves charming people. He also loves being sarcastic to people. It sometimes annoys others, but it is almost impossible to resist his smile.
He loves fighting, fist-fighting or sword-fighting. People tell him he'll get himself killed if he's not careful. He's not too smart, and hates going to school.
History: Sihaser doesn't usually tell people who is family is. He likes keeping it a secret. All other people know is that he has two older brothers, but they are never seen. His father was a drunk, and beat Sihaser, almost to death.
When he was seven, he started going to the school, but he never learned anything. He finds it all too boring. He hates reading, but loves daydreaming.
Other: Scars on his back from whips.
Example RP: Sihaser cleared his thoughts, and stepped out from behind the tree, not glancing back. His heart was hammering as he walked home, dreading each step that brought him closer to the house. He stopped when he came to the large, stone house. With a sunken heart, he opened the door, as quietly as he could. But, his father already caught him. "What are you doing so late?!" the large man yelled. "I was expecting you an hour ago!"
"I know, Father, but...I was caught up and-" He stopped short as his father smacked him across the face. The force was so hard, Sihaser stumbled back, and fell out of the open door.
"What did I tell you, Sihaser?!" he yelled.
Sihaser stood up, not the least bit surprised.