Post by tyler on Nov 5, 2007 5:56:53 GMT 10
Name: Cody Harrison. (Legendary, I read the rules.)
Nickname: Quinn. It's just a name he developed over the years. He likes to be called this.
Gender: Male.
Race: Normal human.
Age: Sixteen years.
Sexuality Preference: Heterosexual. (Straight.)
Appearance: Just an F.Y.I. for ya'! Quinn's just an average 'ole teen who has average 'ole teen appearance problems. He has to use creams and ointments to get rid of acne. Shaving as become a ritual, because a nice and smooth face is what he desires. A recent growth spurt has shot his height all the way to six feet and two inches tall. Gosh, isn't puberty a wonderful thing? (Sarcasm.) Luckily, it didn't effect Quinn that much. It usually hits some people like a brick wall.
Let's get technical! Quinn has medium length hair that is styled straight down. It is never spiked or anything like that. When I say medium length, I say it's not a long "skater" style. But it's also not a short "jock" style. It's in between. His natural color is a deep dark brown, but he's been known to dye it black. Quinn's eyes are deep and radiant green in color. His eyes sit upon his face at the point where it make them both look like lazy eyes. They're the reason he is always considered lazy when people first see him.
Pull out the microscope! Quinn's skin has a lightly tanned color. It is darker where the sun hits the most, and lighter where the sun rarely hits. That's pretty much why he has a slight farmers tan. Don't turn away yet! He has a slight build to keep your eye off of that nasty tan that everyone hates. He's nothing like a body-builder, but still can be considered muscular. Still, he has a lazy stance that gives you that first impression that he is lazy.
SO, what does he wear?" Clothes, duh. I am only joking. He wears clothing depending on the weather. Shorts if it's hot, pants if it's cold. Get it? I am not going to say a specific thing he wears because it usually changes every other roleplay. He does have a thing for purple and black clothing.
Personality:Quinn has a very odd personality. He is very laid back and lazy. Some think he acts like he's an old grandpa, but that's really not the truth. When he finds out that he is dedicated to something he'll be uptight and ready to handle it. On the other hand, everyday tasks make him bored, and we won't be very happy about doing them.
Don't anger Quinn! He has a short temper and will most likely result to physical violence against you. Luckily, he's learned to suppress his anger by closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. Almost like a sigh. When he's happy, you'll know it. He will treat you like a good friend. When he's in love, you'll know it. He'll treat you like a goddess. Yep, he's straight.
Though Quinn may be lazy, he is very smart. Musical notations help increase his I.Q., math, and memory scores. (Yeah, he is a musician.) He is more book smart than people smart. Sometimes, he doesn't know what to say around new people and may have a hard time opening up. After a while, he'll come out of his shell.
If you wanna dig deep into his heart, give him lots of love and something purple. He loves the color purple. He is wearing it a lot and it seems to have the same interesting effect that music has on Quinn. He will probably love or be friends with you forever if you play him a lick of music or give him something purple. Wouldn't you want someone to do that for you? I most certainly would! Whatever you do, don't give him any fish! YUCK!
History: Sixteen years ago, during the time when kids are in awkward costumes and soliciting candy from door to door, Quinn was born. (October 31st.) The first years of his life were very normal. His parents recorded everything he did. This included his first steps, birthday, holiday, etc. It also included his first word. His first word was a word not accustom to most newborns. It was, "Trombone." Thus began his interest in the world of music.
As soon as he could, he took on playing instruments. First came his favorite, the trombone. The low brass instrument that is known for it's word famous glissando. Second came the trumpet. It's a high brass instrument that gives you a sound that is pretty much a must for any band. The next instrument or instruments was the drums. He wasn't very good at them. Quinn rushed and dragged the tempo a lot on the drums. Because of that, he tried a different instrument... the flute. Oddly enough, the flute is what got him interested in pokemon.
After gaining knowledge of the flute, he learned about odd little things called Poke-flutes. These weird new instruments had control over pokemon and while watching one in action, he got very interested in pokemon. This is when he decided that he'll go on the journey that'll change his life. Meanwhile, a big parade was coming up. Quinn decided that he'll train for the big ten mile march parade. This got him in shape, and the marching gave him a body he needed and the legs he needs to travel. He completed the parade, and became very proud of himself.
Now, his first stop will be none other than the Remoor Region's Pokemon Lab.
Roleplay Sample:(This is a short little sample from a roleplay a long, long time ago that I did.)
The estranged and lazy trainer walked the beaten path called Route One. It was grass, had tree, open areas. The weather was nice and it's a perfect time to let out the little pokemon deemed to be named Jaws. "C'mon out boy!" The male Totodile emerged with a red flash from the pokeball. Instantly it ran around in circles and acted very hyper. It seemed bored. "This is exactly what I was afraid of... time to tame the little beast." Damien said.
Damien dropped his trombone case to the ground and unpacked it's contents. He put together his silver polished trombone. He then oiled his slide to allow free movement. "Hey jaws, listen to this!" Jaws the Totodile instantly stopped his movement and was right in front of Quinn. Jaws could stop starring at the shiny silver trombone. "Here I go... listen good."
With a lazy stance, Damien instantly put his lips to the silver mouth piece and buzzed his lips in the form of a song. The song is none other than "Jungle Boogie!" He played it almost flawlessly without any music to read off of! His only problem was that he was a little sharp here and there. Jaws the Totodile was astounded at the sounds coming from the instrument and instantly broke out in the form of a primitive dance. Damien couldn't help to stop and laugh, but the Totodile kept on dancing and Damien continued to play. The two already share a bond.
When the music stopped, the Totodile ran in circles. After doing that for a while, it settled down and looked at Damien with an expression that was just begging for another song to dance to. "Awesome, I can use music to bribe him, I don't need to buy poke-training treats!" The Totodile's expression then turned to anger. It walked to Damien and lightly nipped at his leg. A nip from a Totodile might as well be a bite from a hippo. Totodile has some of the most advanced jaws known to pokemon.
"Ouch, keep that up and you'll be in your pokeball so long, you won't see straight!" Damien threatened while the Totodile didn't seemed phased by it. Damien tended to his wounds while Jaws the Totodile ate a nearby berry slowly.
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((Owns no pokemon yet.))
Level: (No higher then 25 to start, unless admin approved)
Attacks: (Please List)
Nickname: Quinn. It's just a name he developed over the years. He likes to be called this.
Gender: Male.
Race: Normal human.
Age: Sixteen years.
Sexuality Preference: Heterosexual. (Straight.)
Appearance: Just an F.Y.I. for ya'! Quinn's just an average 'ole teen who has average 'ole teen appearance problems. He has to use creams and ointments to get rid of acne. Shaving as become a ritual, because a nice and smooth face is what he desires. A recent growth spurt has shot his height all the way to six feet and two inches tall. Gosh, isn't puberty a wonderful thing? (Sarcasm.) Luckily, it didn't effect Quinn that much. It usually hits some people like a brick wall.
Let's get technical! Quinn has medium length hair that is styled straight down. It is never spiked or anything like that. When I say medium length, I say it's not a long "skater" style. But it's also not a short "jock" style. It's in between. His natural color is a deep dark brown, but he's been known to dye it black. Quinn's eyes are deep and radiant green in color. His eyes sit upon his face at the point where it make them both look like lazy eyes. They're the reason he is always considered lazy when people first see him.
Pull out the microscope! Quinn's skin has a lightly tanned color. It is darker where the sun hits the most, and lighter where the sun rarely hits. That's pretty much why he has a slight farmers tan. Don't turn away yet! He has a slight build to keep your eye off of that nasty tan that everyone hates. He's nothing like a body-builder, but still can be considered muscular. Still, he has a lazy stance that gives you that first impression that he is lazy.
SO, what does he wear?" Clothes, duh. I am only joking. He wears clothing depending on the weather. Shorts if it's hot, pants if it's cold. Get it? I am not going to say a specific thing he wears because it usually changes every other roleplay. He does have a thing for purple and black clothing.
Personality:Quinn has a very odd personality. He is very laid back and lazy. Some think he acts like he's an old grandpa, but that's really not the truth. When he finds out that he is dedicated to something he'll be uptight and ready to handle it. On the other hand, everyday tasks make him bored, and we won't be very happy about doing them.
Don't anger Quinn! He has a short temper and will most likely result to physical violence against you. Luckily, he's learned to suppress his anger by closing his eyes and taking deep breaths. Almost like a sigh. When he's happy, you'll know it. He will treat you like a good friend. When he's in love, you'll know it. He'll treat you like a goddess. Yep, he's straight.
Though Quinn may be lazy, he is very smart. Musical notations help increase his I.Q., math, and memory scores. (Yeah, he is a musician.) He is more book smart than people smart. Sometimes, he doesn't know what to say around new people and may have a hard time opening up. After a while, he'll come out of his shell.
If you wanna dig deep into his heart, give him lots of love and something purple. He loves the color purple. He is wearing it a lot and it seems to have the same interesting effect that music has on Quinn. He will probably love or be friends with you forever if you play him a lick of music or give him something purple. Wouldn't you want someone to do that for you? I most certainly would! Whatever you do, don't give him any fish! YUCK!
History: Sixteen years ago, during the time when kids are in awkward costumes and soliciting candy from door to door, Quinn was born. (October 31st.) The first years of his life were very normal. His parents recorded everything he did. This included his first steps, birthday, holiday, etc. It also included his first word. His first word was a word not accustom to most newborns. It was, "Trombone." Thus began his interest in the world of music.
As soon as he could, he took on playing instruments. First came his favorite, the trombone. The low brass instrument that is known for it's word famous glissando. Second came the trumpet. It's a high brass instrument that gives you a sound that is pretty much a must for any band. The next instrument or instruments was the drums. He wasn't very good at them. Quinn rushed and dragged the tempo a lot on the drums. Because of that, he tried a different instrument... the flute. Oddly enough, the flute is what got him interested in pokemon.
After gaining knowledge of the flute, he learned about odd little things called Poke-flutes. These weird new instruments had control over pokemon and while watching one in action, he got very interested in pokemon. This is when he decided that he'll go on the journey that'll change his life. Meanwhile, a big parade was coming up. Quinn decided that he'll train for the big ten mile march parade. This got him in shape, and the marching gave him a body he needed and the legs he needs to travel. He completed the parade, and became very proud of himself.
Now, his first stop will be none other than the Remoor Region's Pokemon Lab.
Roleplay Sample:(This is a short little sample from a roleplay a long, long time ago that I did.)
The estranged and lazy trainer walked the beaten path called Route One. It was grass, had tree, open areas. The weather was nice and it's a perfect time to let out the little pokemon deemed to be named Jaws. "C'mon out boy!" The male Totodile emerged with a red flash from the pokeball. Instantly it ran around in circles and acted very hyper. It seemed bored. "This is exactly what I was afraid of... time to tame the little beast." Damien said.
Damien dropped his trombone case to the ground and unpacked it's contents. He put together his silver polished trombone. He then oiled his slide to allow free movement. "Hey jaws, listen to this!" Jaws the Totodile instantly stopped his movement and was right in front of Quinn. Jaws could stop starring at the shiny silver trombone. "Here I go... listen good."
With a lazy stance, Damien instantly put his lips to the silver mouth piece and buzzed his lips in the form of a song. The song is none other than "Jungle Boogie!" He played it almost flawlessly without any music to read off of! His only problem was that he was a little sharp here and there. Jaws the Totodile was astounded at the sounds coming from the instrument and instantly broke out in the form of a primitive dance. Damien couldn't help to stop and laugh, but the Totodile kept on dancing and Damien continued to play. The two already share a bond.
When the music stopped, the Totodile ran in circles. After doing that for a while, it settled down and looked at Damien with an expression that was just begging for another song to dance to. "Awesome, I can use music to bribe him, I don't need to buy poke-training treats!" The Totodile's expression then turned to anger. It walked to Damien and lightly nipped at his leg. A nip from a Totodile might as well be a bite from a hippo. Totodile has some of the most advanced jaws known to pokemon.
"Ouch, keep that up and you'll be in your pokeball so long, you won't see straight!" Damien threatened while the Totodile didn't seemed phased by it. Damien tended to his wounds while Jaws the Totodile ate a nearby berry slowly.
------------------Pokemon Only Section-------------------------
((Owns no pokemon yet.))
Level: (No higher then 25 to start, unless admin approved)
Attacks: (Please List)