Post by Jared Smith on Aug 27, 2008 14:48:36 GMT -5
Name: Jared David Smith
Nickname: Davy
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire. A normally merciless creature that sucks human's blood for food. It quenches their 'endless thirst' as one might say. However they can be 'controlled' with an amulet or item that is holy or binding to their soul. His is cross that dangles of a chain around his pants. ((uhh I don't know if that whole this is okay, but if not tell me!))
Nationality: Born in England, but moved to America at the age of seven.
Age: 17
Grade: 12th
Team: South
Room #: #121
Orientation: Straight
Appearance: Jared has straight brown hair that covers his eyes, and hangs a few inches below his ears. He is normally found wearing either a regular tee shirt or a baggy sweat during the winter time. With a pair of regular jeans to top that off. Nothing in his style is unusual. In fact it is care free. He tries to make his style as care free as possibly because he doesn't really care about clothes. They are just something that covers your body.
Hiding under his brown bangs are almond brown eyes. They can't really be seen, but the are normally scanning the room. Chained to his jeans also is cross. The item is rather beautiful to be 'his' possession, but he carries it around all the time. Can you guess why? Anyway the outline of the cross is a tainted dark metal, and then inside has a smooth velvety feel at the color of crimson red. The chain that links him and it together is the same cool metal of the outline.
Attitude: Why should I care?
To anyone who really cares about social status is like an annoying bug. To anyone who judges on looks and grades... Jared doesn't care.
In his world he's a loner, and someone who likes to see past things only on the surface... That doesn't mean that he doesn't get a long with people, but sometimes, a lot of the time, he just would rather be alone. Being alone in the world would be lonely, right?
The only thing, and weakness, that keeps him from being totally dispatched from the world is his concern. Although he tries to hide it, and tucks it away deep with in his heart, he can't escape his concern for others.
Being smart is useless if you don't have the effort to put into it. Although he is smart, or could be, he still lacks a resolve. He doesn't really care all that much about math or science. About the study of why. More so... He is fascinated by words. Different words with different meanings and characteristics. His friend is words.
History: The day Jared was born could be said as both the saddest day and the happiest day. The day that he was born was the day of his great grandfather's death. It was said that great mischief happened on such coincidences, but nothing of the child seemed out of the ordinary.
At the age of two the child had a rather large appetite, and no matter how much he ate he always insisted on still being hungry. His to parents, Emily Smith and James Smith, thought nothing of it. It was just the calories that he burned off from running.
Yes at a young age Jared loved to run. At two years old his legs were weak and scrawny, but he could move the rather swiftly.
Five years passed, and nothing strange happened. He and his older siblings, Rose and Penny, continued to grow older as any child would. The family thought for sure that the strange theory about bad things happening.
Until on the lucky seventh birthday of Jared his sister had fallen off the tree in their backyard. As she did she obtained a cut. That day Jared launched himself onto her, and drank some of his first blood. It was great, and it even surpassed his thirst. He wanted more instantly, but before he could do further damage to his poor sister his parents came in. That day they brought him to several specialists in the area, but found no help...
However as soon as the word got out that Smith's dear son drank blood the family moved from England, and to America for a clean slate. There they finally took him to the last place they could turn... The Church. The priests had heard stories of such paranormal and gave him a special gift. A cross. There he would be bound like on a lease or muzzle. It would be painful, but then it was his only chance to live on. In chains of the cross.
For several years Jared worked hard in school, and occasionally would hear tales of an amazing school that tons wished for acceptance. However he didn't care. He didn't care the least about any schools... In fact he would rather not talk about them.
Though the day he got the letter and took the interview, at age sixteen, he did as any other candidate would do. Join.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other: Nothing.
Nickname: Davy
Gender: Male
Race: Vampire. A normally merciless creature that sucks human's blood for food. It quenches their 'endless thirst' as one might say. However they can be 'controlled' with an amulet or item that is holy or binding to their soul. His is cross that dangles of a chain around his pants. ((uhh I don't know if that whole this is okay, but if not tell me!))
Nationality: Born in England, but moved to America at the age of seven.
Age: 17
Grade: 12th
Team: South
Room #: #121
Orientation: Straight
Appearance: Jared has straight brown hair that covers his eyes, and hangs a few inches below his ears. He is normally found wearing either a regular tee shirt or a baggy sweat during the winter time. With a pair of regular jeans to top that off. Nothing in his style is unusual. In fact it is care free. He tries to make his style as care free as possibly because he doesn't really care about clothes. They are just something that covers your body.
Hiding under his brown bangs are almond brown eyes. They can't really be seen, but the are normally scanning the room. Chained to his jeans also is cross. The item is rather beautiful to be 'his' possession, but he carries it around all the time. Can you guess why? Anyway the outline of the cross is a tainted dark metal, and then inside has a smooth velvety feel at the color of crimson red. The chain that links him and it together is the same cool metal of the outline.
Attitude: Why should I care?
To anyone who really cares about social status is like an annoying bug. To anyone who judges on looks and grades... Jared doesn't care.
In his world he's a loner, and someone who likes to see past things only on the surface... That doesn't mean that he doesn't get a long with people, but sometimes, a lot of the time, he just would rather be alone. Being alone in the world would be lonely, right?
The only thing, and weakness, that keeps him from being totally dispatched from the world is his concern. Although he tries to hide it, and tucks it away deep with in his heart, he can't escape his concern for others.
Being smart is useless if you don't have the effort to put into it. Although he is smart, or could be, he still lacks a resolve. He doesn't really care all that much about math or science. About the study of why. More so... He is fascinated by words. Different words with different meanings and characteristics. His friend is words.
History: The day Jared was born could be said as both the saddest day and the happiest day. The day that he was born was the day of his great grandfather's death. It was said that great mischief happened on such coincidences, but nothing of the child seemed out of the ordinary.
At the age of two the child had a rather large appetite, and no matter how much he ate he always insisted on still being hungry. His to parents, Emily Smith and James Smith, thought nothing of it. It was just the calories that he burned off from running.
Yes at a young age Jared loved to run. At two years old his legs were weak and scrawny, but he could move the rather swiftly.
Five years passed, and nothing strange happened. He and his older siblings, Rose and Penny, continued to grow older as any child would. The family thought for sure that the strange theory about bad things happening.
Until on the lucky seventh birthday of Jared his sister had fallen off the tree in their backyard. As she did she obtained a cut. That day Jared launched himself onto her, and drank some of his first blood. It was great, and it even surpassed his thirst. He wanted more instantly, but before he could do further damage to his poor sister his parents came in. That day they brought him to several specialists in the area, but found no help...
However as soon as the word got out that Smith's dear son drank blood the family moved from England, and to America for a clean slate. There they finally took him to the last place they could turn... The Church. The priests had heard stories of such paranormal and gave him a special gift. A cross. There he would be bound like on a lease or muzzle. It would be painful, but then it was his only chance to live on. In chains of the cross.
For several years Jared worked hard in school, and occasionally would hear tales of an amazing school that tons wished for acceptance. However he didn't care. He didn't care the least about any schools... In fact he would rather not talk about them.
Though the day he got the letter and took the interview, at age sixteen, he did as any other candidate would do. Join.
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Other: Nothing.
