Post by Administrator on Jan 22, 2012 23:03:51 GMT -4
Your name: Jessica
Character's Name: Eric Lance Armstrong
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Vampire Age: NA
Category: Human
Character History: Eric was born and raised in Oatmeal Texas, where he worked on a farm for as long as he could remember. He never had any extravegant plans, planning on simply going off to College, finding a job to be financially stable and going off on his own to live a simple life; Maybe with kids and a family if he had any luck. However he ended up traveling to Forks on his own, in search of his childhood sweetheart who moved away when he was young; Leaving behind his Parents, and two younger brothers.
Character Appearance: Around 6 foot, Eric's build is stocky but lean. With Dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, tanned skin from his days out in the sun in Texas.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths: Physical activities, since he's got a lot of energy. His loyalty, and determination to do whatever he puts his mind to. Pretty even tempered. Not a stranger to hard work. Weakness: His family. A bit too stubborn at times, explosive temper when it does come out.
Personality: Dependable. Protective, stubborn. But generally a nice guy, who appreciates the simple things in life. Extremly loyal to his family, and friends. Forgiving. Not easily angered, but does have a temper.
How is your character related to the story?: Just another guy in Forks
Sample of your RP-ing skills: ((Flashback))
The sun beat down heavily upon his back, as August rolled in, the summer heat soaking up the small drops of moisture that splattered the ground. His muscels strained with each movement, as he tossed a shovel full of dirt into the wheel burrow, in a vain attempt to clean out the farm. Reaching up to swipe a hand across his brow, Eric laughed up through squinted eyes at the blazing sun, hoping for just the smallest drop of rain.
((Present))
Funny how things worked out. The old saying ' be careful what you wish for ' was still true to this day, as Eric sat in the front seat of his truck, windshield whipers swiping across the window as rain drops pounded against it endlessly. He yearned for just a small break in the grey looming clouds; a small ray of sunshine to make it feel less like he'd stepped into an alien planet, while memories flashed before his eyes of his days in the Texas heat. Wishing for that one small drop of rain to reach him. Now it seemed as if the rain would never end, the sun left behind along with all he'd ever known.
It's was because of her. Eric could never forget why he was on this road now, nor the face seared into his mind.
Character's Name: Eric Lance Armstrong
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Vampire Age: NA
Category: Human
Character History: Eric was born and raised in Oatmeal Texas, where he worked on a farm for as long as he could remember. He never had any extravegant plans, planning on simply going off to College, finding a job to be financially stable and going off on his own to live a simple life; Maybe with kids and a family if he had any luck. However he ended up traveling to Forks on his own, in search of his childhood sweetheart who moved away when he was young; Leaving behind his Parents, and two younger brothers.
Character Appearance: Around 6 foot, Eric's build is stocky but lean. With Dirty blonde hair and blue eyes, tanned skin from his days out in the sun in Texas.
Strengths/Weaknesses: Strengths: Physical activities, since he's got a lot of energy. His loyalty, and determination to do whatever he puts his mind to. Pretty even tempered. Not a stranger to hard work. Weakness: His family. A bit too stubborn at times, explosive temper when it does come out.
Personality: Dependable. Protective, stubborn. But generally a nice guy, who appreciates the simple things in life. Extremly loyal to his family, and friends. Forgiving. Not easily angered, but does have a temper.
How is your character related to the story?: Just another guy in Forks
Sample of your RP-ing skills: ((Flashback))
The sun beat down heavily upon his back, as August rolled in, the summer heat soaking up the small drops of moisture that splattered the ground. His muscels strained with each movement, as he tossed a shovel full of dirt into the wheel burrow, in a vain attempt to clean out the farm. Reaching up to swipe a hand across his brow, Eric laughed up through squinted eyes at the blazing sun, hoping for just the smallest drop of rain.
((Present))
Funny how things worked out. The old saying ' be careful what you wish for ' was still true to this day, as Eric sat in the front seat of his truck, windshield whipers swiping across the window as rain drops pounded against it endlessly. He yearned for just a small break in the grey looming clouds; a small ray of sunshine to make it feel less like he'd stepped into an alien planet, while memories flashed before his eyes of his days in the Texas heat. Wishing for that one small drop of rain to reach him. Now it seemed as if the rain would never end, the sun left behind along with all he'd ever known.
It's was because of her. Eric could never forget why he was on this road now, nor the face seared into his mind.
