Post by remmy on Jun 7, 2008 2:42:32 GMT -5
Name: Remmington Jenkins
Age: 17
Year Group: Junior
Height: 5"7'
Skin Tone: pale w/ freckles
Appearance: Remmy is tall and lean but very toned. He has built arms and definition on his abs but doesn't have a body builder/musley body. He's basically tall, dark, and hansome. He has dark features, dark short (but shaggy) hair, dark eyes, and slight stuble, as if he's too lazy to shave it. Freckles run across his entire body.
Personality:
Remmington is a playful boy, he likes to tease and flirt or just get under your skin. In a way it's like he enjoys seeing how far he can get before crossing lines and getting in deep trouble. Yet, if you really become important to him he will do anything for you, though he will rarely show how much he cares.
If you get into a romantic relationship with Remmy(or he likes you) he will treat you basically the same but will be very protective and a bit more chivalrous to you. He won't notice, though. For anniversaries or special occasions he goes all out on the romance department and sometimes even when you're just having a movie night at home he might just try to fluster you.
Remmington rarely gets angry but will if you mistreat someone he cares for or if you're just being increadible irkesome he might lash out a bit.
If Remmy is upset he tends to cover it up and put on a happy facade, feeling as though it's his job to keep everyone else happy. That's one of his weaknesses, he tends to care more about others than himself, though he'll play it like he's lazy, proud, and selfish.
Family: Father, Ross(deceased) Stepfather, Benoit, Mother, Patricia, Step sister, Rylee
History: He was raised in Albequerkie by just his mum, he never really knew his dad. It was fun because he got to get away with a lot because his mum was trying to raise him on her own and had to work a lot so he was left either with his grandma or (when he was older) by himself.
This turned out to be a bit of a problem when he reached the tween-teen years as he got in trouble a lot. He never had a dad and didn't know how to be a good man and his mum was so strained she coldn't raise him on her own. Finally Benoit, a french neighbor who had just moved in, offered to take care of him and began to teach him respect. After much resentment he came to see Benoit as a father and accepted him. Soon he started helping his mum more and and became who he is. His parents got married and he has been decently happy recently.
Hang-out Group(If Any): Um, whomever he likes hanging with.
Strengths: Flirtation, optimism, calm-ness
Weaknesses: He can become moody, sometimes over protective, swallowing depression
Role Play Example:
Remmington sat back on the couch, his muscles comepletely relaxed, head sunken into a soft cussion. Their open living room was filled with natural light for the cloudless day outside. Birds were singing the days' praises, the voices of the neighbor kids enjoying their pool seemed to be in harmony with the birds and the house evn looked more cheery in the light. Everything was perfect.
Or it should have been, but here Remmy sat, grounded for letting his grades slide. He was supposed to be studying with his step sister Rylee but it was such a nice day out and he was sooo bored. He needed a break. Remmy looked at his sister and voiced his wish.
Rylee had apparently been speaking and was not as thrilled with his idea (or being interupted when lecturing) as he had been.
The lean boy slid farther down the couch, his long legs now halfway under their glass cofee table, upper body still on the couch. How dull.
He sighed, his dark eyes flicking to his petite sister to see if she had noticed.
She had not, he could see her mouth was still moving and knew she was talking about some boring subject. He was unconciously tuning her out.
Remmy sighed again, this time more audibly.
No sign of recognition from Rylee.
Another long and loud sigh which was interupted halfway through with a cold glare from Rylee.
Matching her narrowed eyes by narrowing his own he slid all the way onto the floor, giving up.
(I know it's a bad end, but I couldn't think of a good way to end it, I could keep going but that might be boring for you to read.)
Age: 17
Year Group: Junior
Height: 5"7'
Skin Tone: pale w/ freckles
Appearance: Remmy is tall and lean but very toned. He has built arms and definition on his abs but doesn't have a body builder/musley body. He's basically tall, dark, and hansome. He has dark features, dark short (but shaggy) hair, dark eyes, and slight stuble, as if he's too lazy to shave it. Freckles run across his entire body.
Personality:
Remmington is a playful boy, he likes to tease and flirt or just get under your skin. In a way it's like he enjoys seeing how far he can get before crossing lines and getting in deep trouble. Yet, if you really become important to him he will do anything for you, though he will rarely show how much he cares.
If you get into a romantic relationship with Remmy(or he likes you) he will treat you basically the same but will be very protective and a bit more chivalrous to you. He won't notice, though. For anniversaries or special occasions he goes all out on the romance department and sometimes even when you're just having a movie night at home he might just try to fluster you.
Remmington rarely gets angry but will if you mistreat someone he cares for or if you're just being increadible irkesome he might lash out a bit.
If Remmy is upset he tends to cover it up and put on a happy facade, feeling as though it's his job to keep everyone else happy. That's one of his weaknesses, he tends to care more about others than himself, though he'll play it like he's lazy, proud, and selfish.
Family: Father, Ross(deceased) Stepfather, Benoit, Mother, Patricia, Step sister, Rylee
History: He was raised in Albequerkie by just his mum, he never really knew his dad. It was fun because he got to get away with a lot because his mum was trying to raise him on her own and had to work a lot so he was left either with his grandma or (when he was older) by himself.
This turned out to be a bit of a problem when he reached the tween-teen years as he got in trouble a lot. He never had a dad and didn't know how to be a good man and his mum was so strained she coldn't raise him on her own. Finally Benoit, a french neighbor who had just moved in, offered to take care of him and began to teach him respect. After much resentment he came to see Benoit as a father and accepted him. Soon he started helping his mum more and and became who he is. His parents got married and he has been decently happy recently.
Hang-out Group(If Any): Um, whomever he likes hanging with.
Strengths: Flirtation, optimism, calm-ness
Weaknesses: He can become moody, sometimes over protective, swallowing depression
Role Play Example:
Remmington sat back on the couch, his muscles comepletely relaxed, head sunken into a soft cussion. Their open living room was filled with natural light for the cloudless day outside. Birds were singing the days' praises, the voices of the neighbor kids enjoying their pool seemed to be in harmony with the birds and the house evn looked more cheery in the light. Everything was perfect.
Or it should have been, but here Remmy sat, grounded for letting his grades slide. He was supposed to be studying with his step sister Rylee but it was such a nice day out and he was sooo bored. He needed a break. Remmy looked at his sister and voiced his wish.
Rylee had apparently been speaking and was not as thrilled with his idea (or being interupted when lecturing) as he had been.
The lean boy slid farther down the couch, his long legs now halfway under their glass cofee table, upper body still on the couch. How dull.
He sighed, his dark eyes flicking to his petite sister to see if she had noticed.
She had not, he could see her mouth was still moving and knew she was talking about some boring subject. He was unconciously tuning her out.
Remmy sighed again, this time more audibly.
No sign of recognition from Rylee.
Another long and loud sigh which was interupted halfway through with a cold glare from Rylee.
Matching her narrowed eyes by narrowing his own he slid all the way onto the floor, giving up.
(I know it's a bad end, but I couldn't think of a good way to end it, I could keep going but that might be boring for you to read.)
