[ YOUR INFO ] Name: Ashley/Homo Age: 23 E-mail: ouincymfyoc@gmail.com AIM: xxdonhomoxx Timezone: Eastern Standard. Game Character is From: Final Fantasy VII
[ CHARACTER INFO ] Birth Name: Reno Sinclair Nicknames: Red Age: 22 Gender: Male Ethnicity: White Psychic Ability: Astral Projection How long have they been at the Institute? 3 years.
[ APPEARANCE ] Height: 5'6 Weight: 121 lbs Hair Color: Red Eye Color: Green Defining Traits: Two identical "tattoos" on his face, look like red cuts next to each eye. Clothing Styles/Colors: Laid back, baggy, comfortable. Other: Sometimes like to wear goggles on his head.
[ PERSONALITY ] General Likes: Food, certain (il)legal substances, (wo)men. General Dislikes: Rudeness, jerks, police. Astrological Sign & Birthday: November 10, Scorpio. Sexual Orientation: Yes. Positive Traits: Can be a good, loyal friend. Funny. Outspoken. Trusting, trustworthy. Negative Traits: Addictive personality. Potty mouth. Lazy.
[ ETC ] Personal History: Reno was abandoned as a young child by his parents shortly after they realized there was something different about him. At the age of seven, he was running the streets, pushing drugs for older people to earn money for food. In and out of orphanages his whole life, he earned his "tattoos" at the ripe age of 14 by a dealer he pissed off one too many times. He had the scars tattoo'd over so that he could properly call them as such. He picked up many bad habits on the street, including selling himself to earn a little food or shelter, smoking like a chimney and drinking to make everything disappear. However, in all of this, he has been loyal to those he deems worthy of his time. Shortly after his 17th birthday, he heard of the institute but he denied anything was special about him, despite his many episodes throughout his life. He ran from the authority until one day, he realized he could control it and wanted to learn how to better do so. On his 19th birthday, he enlisted himself in the institute, effectively erasing himself from the society he used to rule. He has been in the school for 3 years now and though his habits of running the streets have faded, he is still a foul mouthed smoker with a taste for a good, cold drink. Extra: Anyone who would like to set up a relationship with Reno is more than welcome to contact me about it.
[ SAMPLES ] Role Play Sample: (Oh Sar. You are lucky ilu.)
Reno walked slowly up the steps of the building, a bag of his possessions slung over his shoulder and a smoke dangling from his lips. Taking one last drag, he dropped it on the ground and stomped it out. He exhaled slowly before moving forward through the doors and into a world he finally belonged in.
"Can I help you?"
Reno looked up and grinned at the young woman who had addressed him. He could tell that this was going to be a good day already. He made his way over to her, stopping just in front of her and making no move to hide his obvious interest in her.
"I hope you can, ma'am. You see, I've got this itch.."
And that was the first time he realized that he should make sure people couldn't move things with their minds before hitting on them.
Journal Sample:
I don't want to keep this damn thing. Fucking stupid journal. But I was told it'll help me keep track of when I leave my fucking body and do stupid shit to others. I think its funny as hell but the staff thinks I should take this shit more seriously. Whatever.
Today, I astral'd about the school, scaring the shit out of people in the bathrooms or who were studying something or other. I would just appear in front of them til they realized I was standing right the fuck there and they screamed like little bitches. I laughed so hard.
I got in trouble though. They said that I need to knock that shit off or they were going to throw me out. So I said sorry (haha yeah right) and went back to my room. What the fuck good is having these powers if I can't have some fucking fun? Assholes.