Post by mattshadows on Nov 13, 2007 18:47:43 GMT -5
C H A R A C T E R[/u]
Name: Matthew Christopher Shadows
Gender: Male
Age&&Year: 18, Senior
Desired Clique: scene
Family: [
His band is really his only family,
It consists of:
His Brother, the drummer of the band,
Jimmy Shadows
And the rest, His best friends from his childhood.
Zach Baker (guitar)
Brian Hanner (lead guitar)
and John Seward ( Bass)
His parents died at an early age (10) in a car accident, he and his brother lived with their grand parents until Jimmy turned 18, at which time, he became matt's guardian.
Personality:
Before the band surfaced, Matt was one of the guys who would keep to himself as much as possible, and was often called 'emo' due to the solitude. His parents dying at an early age really took an effect on him. He became the type that would lock himself up in a room, read the bible, and write songs about the revelations... the end of time.
He isn't at all weird, or awkward, and now is usually found in the middle of a party, getting wasted, and hitting on girls... mostly the ITgirls, just to get a laugh. He enjoys singing, and playing live shows with his 'family'. also, getting drunk, acting crazy, and attempting to play drums.
He takes pride in his car, a restored 76' Trans-am that belonged to his father. It was handed to him by his brother when he turned 16, and he wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. Also, Matt is FAR from a virgin, but has NEVER really had a girlfriend, just flings, at which he is never proud of, but secretly enjoys.
History:
Matt was born In Huntington Beach California, two years after his brother, Jimmy. Matt lived a pretty simple life at first, he enjoyed being spoiled by both of his parents, and getting his older brother in trouble.
Then tragedy struck. One Christmas, when he was 10 years old, his family was visiting his grandparents in Nebraska. It was snowing, the ground was covered with a thick layer of white, which hid the inch of ice below. Regardless of not being used to driving on snow, his parents went out to the store, to get some last minute things for dinner. Hours later, there was a phone call, telling them that his parents had flipped 4 times, and neither survived.
His grand-parents took custody of both boys, and they were pushed to religion majorly. Matt began listening to a lot of hard rock, and started incorporating that with his religion. He was fascinated by the revelations, or the end of the world, and always said that he couldn't wait, because he could see his parents again.
When Jimmy became 18, he adopted his brother, and they inherited all the things that their parents had left behind.... the house that sat empty for 6 years, his father's car, everything. Meeting up with some old friends, he and his brother started a band, putting to use the lyrics that matt had spent years working on.
Picture&&Celebrity: // M. Shadows
Appearance: Matt dresses.... 'scene' or like a 'metal head freak' as the IT people call him. His upper body is well toned, and covered in tattoos. He works out regularly to keep his shape, and watches what he eats on a daily basis.
He has been told, that he has a 'baby face' and hating the thought of this, he ran out, and got his lip pierced, his ears gauged, and his nose and eyebrow done too...which he hardly ever wears.
He also has an addiction to black, Bandshirts, eyeliner, and worn/ripped jeans.
N O W Y O U[/u]
Name: James
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Chase is: confused
RP Sample: irst day of school. He was once again the new guy and whether or not it will work out well here, he could only let time set it's course and see for himself. If he can pass through the year with little notice, that would make him content. He just couldn't see his new grandparents being as relaxed about any school issues that may come up as his mother was.
It wasn't that he was really homesick, well maybe he was. Fact was he felt like an alien everywhere he went, it was alright. He didn't mind too much anymore, atleast here he really was an alien. He went through the classes peacefully, quietly. Now it was lunch, only a few more hours and he can go home. Or somewhere else to procrastinate from school work.
He got his tray, chicken and green beans. That regular school crap they called food. He walked to the loneliest and most distant table, he had little interest in making friends here. Even less interest in faking friendships. He figured he wouldn't fit in well, everyone here was all dressed up while he today wore some worn jeans and a blue button shirt. He sat down, bringing out his book from his backpack and set it underneath his tray to hold open the pages. He read nonchalantly as he picked at his food.[/blockquote][/size]