Post by Ebony Wynter on Aug 28, 2007 17:31:15 GMT -5
Y O U
Your Name/Nickname/Whatever We Call You: Aiden!
How Many Years Have You RPed: On and off for 6, 7, or 8 years. I forget how long.
How Should We Contact You?: PM is fine. Or AIM. fake x neon love
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
Full Name: Ebony Orion Wynter
Age: Seventeen
Grade: Eleven
Clique: Scenester
Celebrity Claim: Alex Heartbreaker
P E R S O N A L I T Y
I Like:
+Food
+Chocolate
+Chocolate covered strawberries
+Fruit salad
+Air conditioning
+Concerts
+Band t-shirts
+Black and white movies
+Photography
+Black
+Eyeliner
+Boys
+Sometimes girls, but it's rare
+Oranges
+Jazzersize
+Children (Not in the M.J way!)
+Ancient history
+Old houses
+Ghost stories
+Music
+Snowmen
+Rain
+Bubblegum
+Glitter
+90's pop idols
+Nick Carter (He was so dreamy!)
+Harry Potter
+Legolas (Who doesn't like a hunky man in a blonde wig?)
+Piercings
+Tattoos
+Black nailpolish
+Stuffed animals
+When the room you're sleeping in is really cold, but your bed is warm
+Winter
+Snow drifts
+Snow ball fights
+Ice cream
+Slushies
+Random conversations
Im Scared Of:
.Dying alone
.Clowns
.Hospitals
.Germs
.Trashcans
.Getting seriously ill
I Hate:
-Posers
-Mean little kids
-Rap
-Bad music
-Evil girls
-Sneezing
-Public bathrooms
-Camping
-Thunderstorms
-Strippers
-Expensive food
-Cars
-Immaturity
-Math
-Body odor
-Public swimming pools (Do I need to explain why?!)
-Bad music
-Really talkative people
-His shyness
-Bright lights
-Sunlight
-Sudden loud noises
-Big crowds of people
-Beaches
-Tragic little people
-Hypocrites
-Ignorance
-People who sleeper themselves on Myspace
-Myspace in general
-Spiders
-Insects in general
Quirks:
OCD
Conversation ADD
Good Qualities:
Caring
Loving
Sweet
Charming
Adorable
Good listener
Creative
Passionate
Bad Qualities:
Shy
Clingy
Emotional
Moody
Prone to angsty-ness (pretend that is a word)
Has the whole tortured artist bit going on
Very nervous and awkward
General Attitude:
Above all else, Ebony is a very quiet individual. Words never come easily for him, and it's probably because he thinks things through far too much. Ebony relies on his facial expressions to convey his thoughts and emotions. He's shy, very shy, to the point where it's probably Social Anxiety Disorder. He's seventeen and can't talk to store clerks, order his own food, and fears phone conversations. He's a very odd boy, but it's not exactly his fault. Ebony's social skills are limited, and when he is forced to interact he can never think of anything to say. Awkward. Yeah, that sums up Ebony quite well. He's awkward, shy, and very nervous around people. If you get to know him then he isn't all bad. He'll open up and become very goofy and just, er, strange. Very strange. Getting to that.
Strange. Ebony is normal. Not at least in the standards of today, that is. He has all these quirks, habits, or rituals. Like he has to wash his hands exactly three times without looking into the mirror. Ebony is a neat freak. Everything is organized, categorized, and excessively cleaned. When angry, upset, or just feeling off Ebony will scrub. Seriously, he'll get down on his knees and scrub everything. If he happens to be scrubbing a tile floor then he'll break out a toothbrush to scrub in every possibly nook and cranny. It makes him feel better. Some people yell, some people cut, some people punch things, but not Ebony. Ebony disinfects. He's also a collector of comic books, which I guess there are worse things one could collect. Like skulls.
Artistic. Ebony is a very artistic and creative person. His life revolves around photography, and it has become sort of an addiction. He needs his daily "fix" of photography. Ebony's imagination is vivid and bright, and the whole artistic thing has definitely helped in the clothing department. He likes color, but he loves taking morbid pictures. I'm not talking about skulls or dead people, but pictures of cemeteries or anything that strikes him as haunting. He finds those types of things beautiful, and he's able to convey a lot of his emotion like that. Unfortunately, Ebony's life is so wrapped up in his photography that he sometimes forgets there are other people in his life.
Moody. The Ebony you meet one day probably won't be the Ebony you meet the next day. His mood changes rapidly, and usually it changes without warning. One moment he'll be smiley and happy, and the next moment he'll be biting your head off. His temper is something you wouldn't think would exist. He's so thin and delicate looking, but Ebony's temper can make a nuclear explosion look very docile. You don't want to piss him off. Ebony has a very big voice in such a small body. He won't go as far as to physically hurt you, that isn't Ebony's thing, but he can get very verbal. His comments and remarks can be hurtful, and we all know words leave a more lasting impact than just punching someone in the face.
Daydreamer. Ebony spends a lot of his time day dreaming. He's spacey, and he'll often space out in conversations he's having with people. It's a habit, and then people get all pregnant dogy because they think he isn't listening. It's not that said person is boring Ebony, he just slips into his own world. Ebony spends a lot of time in his own little world. He recently redecorated it, you see. Can't let all that new wallpaper go to waste. He's just spacey. It's a flaw.
Sensitive. No, really! Little Ebony is such a sensitive bugger. You can say something and he'll take it the wrong way and that's that. He'll be all sad inside. Call him emo, but he's just sensitive. It also makes him sensitive to other people's feelings. Kind of like a people-reader. Ebony can look at someone and get a feel for what they're feeling. He's really quite a sweetie. There aren't many men like him in the world. Ebony doesn't always go after sex. Yeah, he does sometimes. But he's a guy. Blame it on the Y chromosome if anything. He's just generally sweet, caring, sensitive, and will treat you right. But betray him and that's it. There are no second chances with Ebony. Mess it up and he's out of your life for good. Ebony falls for people quickly and often ends up getting hurt. He really is a sweetheart.
Passionate. For anything Ebony does he puts passion in it. Painting, modeling, relationships, or anything like that. Screw 100%. Ebony puts in 110%. Over-achiever? Probably. Ebony just wants to put his all into everything he does. Makes him a wonderful boyfriend, but he's more prone for going for the guys. They seem to treat him better. He'll probably be gay in 2 years. Or less. Right now painting is his one true love. Screw the rest of the relationships.
Depression. Ebony is prone to bouts of depression, but they're not usually severe. It might have something to do with all the heart wrenching music he listens to. Or all those f**king romance novels he reads. Ebony is a hopeless romantic, but anyway. These are the days that Ebony is silent, cold, and distant. He won't speak, even to his friends, and locks himself away. If he were at home in London then he would be in his attic with his paints. But he's not at home. He's at school and therefore just grabs his headphones. He won't look at you, speak to you, or even make any movements to acknowledge your presence. There are a few things that happened to Ebony when he was younger, and he won't talk about them. Sometimes they come back to haunt him, and that's when Ebony has a break down. Try to help him then and you'll probably get punched.
Childish. You just want to squeeze the bugger. He's rash, impulsive, and has been known to swing on swings or play hopscotch. Ebony is still a child despite his 17 years of age. He relates better to children and their wonderful innocence and openness. Ebony didn't have much of a childhood so he's kind of living it now. It makes him wonderful to be around at times. The genuine sincerity and the mushyness that makes you want to puke. He loves physical contact and will hug anyone if they're looking sad. Anyone. Even an exotic dancer with a lazy eye. Anyone.
How I React To Bad Situations:
Panic and run around screaming like a chicken with its head cut off
Or if it upsets me then cleaning
Other: Bisexual vegan!
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 6'1
Weight: 130 lbs
Eyes: Wide, framed with thick lashes, and a brilliant blue
Hair: The traditional emo cut. Layered, razored, and dyed black.
Curves: [GIRLS ONLY. XD]
How Does Your Char Dress: He has a thing for tight pants, band t-shirts, black paired with neon colors, and ripped girl jeans. He loves his girl jeans, and he always has a black messenger bag covered with various patches of obscure, indie bands.
Other: Er, nothing
History:
It was a cold winter day when Ebony was brought into this world. The exact date was December twenty-third, if you care to know. Frost lined the windows of the Wynter's home, and it was a very peaceful time of the day. Suddenly Renea yelled, "Holy muffins, Carlton. Contractions!" Carlton, poor Carlton, almost gave himself a heart attack running around to gather her things. What good would a dead husband do? They arrived at the hospital, Renea almost screaming in pain, and delivered the baby. Ebony was a screaming, pink thing that was slightly on the small side. Despite the pain Renea endured, she loved her son deeply. Carlton returned the love, and they took their baby boy home. Renea almost broke her husband's hand in the process. She was holding it and screaming her lungs off trying to bring Ebony into this world.
Ebony was a quiet baby, and his parents pretty much doomed him. The poor boy was named Ebony. Ebony Wynter. Black Winter, or Dark Winter. Whichever you prefer. They set him up to be some little emo child. He didn't often cry, and if he did fuss everything was easily taken care of. Ebony was just a very well-behaved baby. Everyone commented on it, but things couldn't always be quiet and peaceful in the Wynter home.
Ebony learned to walk. God, he got into everything. Renea didn't want to squash their child's creative abilities so he was allowed to draw on the walls. Their London home was completely covered with little crayon drawing that the tiny Ebony created. He became a lot more vocal in these years, and his first word was "cray-cray." Which is what he called the crayon. It was also what he ingested. Ebony learned that the orange crayons didn't taste very good. Neither did the purple ones. Or the blue ones. He quickly stopped putting things in his mouth. Ebony was quite the curious bugger, and his parents found it so amusing. They nutured him and cared for him, and of course explained where babies come from. Carlton was given that job, mostly because Ebony always asked "why?" So that was quite the educational talk.
There wasn't anything tragic or scarring in Ebony's life. The most horrid day of his life was when his Tamagotchi, Bruno, died. He started school rather uneventfully, and he was known as the quiet kid. Ebony had become rather shy and uncomfortable around strangers, and it led him to have trouble interacting with his peers. He also had issues with his weight. Ebony was the skinny kid, and he still is the skinny kid. Sure, he was teased. Most kids are. Ebony just had a rather normal childhood. Nothing big, nothing scarring, and everything was rather peaceful.
The day he remembers most is the day he got his first camera. Ebony was thirteen, completely devoted to art, and his mother bought him a camera for his thirteenth birthday. It marked his passage into the teenage years. Ebony was even more quiet and even more shy then, and he remains to be to this day. Words don't come easily for the teenager, and he's better with expressions than he is with words. Throughout high school Ebony had only a few friends. He was pretty fine with that, actually. They were a small but close group of friends.
But then the family moved. Carlton was offered a job in America, and he decided to take it. The Wynters moved from their comfortable, London home to America. Ebony left behind his friends and his family to live here, in America. He was sixteen and had just bought a very expensive camera. It wasn't a major change. It wasn't as if Ebony was moving from Japan to America, but it was still enough to temporarily knock him off balance. He seems to be doing okay, though. His shyness is still something he needs to conquer, and Ebony has only become more quiet and antisocial now. He's an odd boy, really, but it isn't completely his fault.
Your Name/Nickname/Whatever We Call You: Aiden!
How Many Years Have You RPed: On and off for 6, 7, or 8 years. I forget how long.
How Should We Contact You?: PM is fine. Or AIM. fake x neon love
C H A R A C T E R S T A T S
Full Name: Ebony Orion Wynter
Age: Seventeen
Grade: Eleven
Clique: Scenester
Celebrity Claim: Alex Heartbreaker
P E R S O N A L I T Y
I Like:
+Food
+Chocolate
+Chocolate covered strawberries
+Fruit salad
+Air conditioning
+Concerts
+Band t-shirts
+Black and white movies
+Photography
+Black
+Eyeliner
+Boys
+Sometimes girls, but it's rare
+Oranges
+Jazzersize
+Children (Not in the M.J way!)
+Ancient history
+Old houses
+Ghost stories
+Music
+Snowmen
+Rain
+Bubblegum
+Glitter
+90's pop idols
+Nick Carter (He was so dreamy!)
+Harry Potter
+Legolas (Who doesn't like a hunky man in a blonde wig?)
+Piercings
+Tattoos
+Black nailpolish
+Stuffed animals
+When the room you're sleeping in is really cold, but your bed is warm
+Winter
+Snow drifts
+Snow ball fights
+Ice cream
+Slushies
+Random conversations
Im Scared Of:
.Dying alone
.Clowns
.Hospitals
.Germs
.Trashcans
.Getting seriously ill
I Hate:
-Posers
-Mean little kids
-Rap
-Bad music
-Evil girls
-Sneezing
-Public bathrooms
-Camping
-Thunderstorms
-Strippers
-Expensive food
-Cars
-Immaturity
-Math
-Body odor
-Public swimming pools (Do I need to explain why?!)
-Bad music
-Really talkative people
-His shyness
-Bright lights
-Sunlight
-Sudden loud noises
-Big crowds of people
-Beaches
-Tragic little people
-Hypocrites
-Ignorance
-People who sleeper themselves on Myspace
-Myspace in general
-Spiders
-Insects in general
Quirks:
OCD
Conversation ADD
Good Qualities:
Caring
Loving
Sweet
Charming
Adorable
Good listener
Creative
Passionate
Bad Qualities:
Shy
Clingy
Emotional
Moody
Prone to angsty-ness (pretend that is a word)
Has the whole tortured artist bit going on
Very nervous and awkward
General Attitude:
Above all else, Ebony is a very quiet individual. Words never come easily for him, and it's probably because he thinks things through far too much. Ebony relies on his facial expressions to convey his thoughts and emotions. He's shy, very shy, to the point where it's probably Social Anxiety Disorder. He's seventeen and can't talk to store clerks, order his own food, and fears phone conversations. He's a very odd boy, but it's not exactly his fault. Ebony's social skills are limited, and when he is forced to interact he can never think of anything to say. Awkward. Yeah, that sums up Ebony quite well. He's awkward, shy, and very nervous around people. If you get to know him then he isn't all bad. He'll open up and become very goofy and just, er, strange. Very strange. Getting to that.
Strange. Ebony is normal. Not at least in the standards of today, that is. He has all these quirks, habits, or rituals. Like he has to wash his hands exactly three times without looking into the mirror. Ebony is a neat freak. Everything is organized, categorized, and excessively cleaned. When angry, upset, or just feeling off Ebony will scrub. Seriously, he'll get down on his knees and scrub everything. If he happens to be scrubbing a tile floor then he'll break out a toothbrush to scrub in every possibly nook and cranny. It makes him feel better. Some people yell, some people cut, some people punch things, but not Ebony. Ebony disinfects. He's also a collector of comic books, which I guess there are worse things one could collect. Like skulls.
Artistic. Ebony is a very artistic and creative person. His life revolves around photography, and it has become sort of an addiction. He needs his daily "fix" of photography. Ebony's imagination is vivid and bright, and the whole artistic thing has definitely helped in the clothing department. He likes color, but he loves taking morbid pictures. I'm not talking about skulls or dead people, but pictures of cemeteries or anything that strikes him as haunting. He finds those types of things beautiful, and he's able to convey a lot of his emotion like that. Unfortunately, Ebony's life is so wrapped up in his photography that he sometimes forgets there are other people in his life.
Moody. The Ebony you meet one day probably won't be the Ebony you meet the next day. His mood changes rapidly, and usually it changes without warning. One moment he'll be smiley and happy, and the next moment he'll be biting your head off. His temper is something you wouldn't think would exist. He's so thin and delicate looking, but Ebony's temper can make a nuclear explosion look very docile. You don't want to piss him off. Ebony has a very big voice in such a small body. He won't go as far as to physically hurt you, that isn't Ebony's thing, but he can get very verbal. His comments and remarks can be hurtful, and we all know words leave a more lasting impact than just punching someone in the face.
Daydreamer. Ebony spends a lot of his time day dreaming. He's spacey, and he'll often space out in conversations he's having with people. It's a habit, and then people get all pregnant dogy because they think he isn't listening. It's not that said person is boring Ebony, he just slips into his own world. Ebony spends a lot of time in his own little world. He recently redecorated it, you see. Can't let all that new wallpaper go to waste. He's just spacey. It's a flaw.
Sensitive. No, really! Little Ebony is such a sensitive bugger. You can say something and he'll take it the wrong way and that's that. He'll be all sad inside. Call him emo, but he's just sensitive. It also makes him sensitive to other people's feelings. Kind of like a people-reader. Ebony can look at someone and get a feel for what they're feeling. He's really quite a sweetie. There aren't many men like him in the world. Ebony doesn't always go after sex. Yeah, he does sometimes. But he's a guy. Blame it on the Y chromosome if anything. He's just generally sweet, caring, sensitive, and will treat you right. But betray him and that's it. There are no second chances with Ebony. Mess it up and he's out of your life for good. Ebony falls for people quickly and often ends up getting hurt. He really is a sweetheart.
Passionate. For anything Ebony does he puts passion in it. Painting, modeling, relationships, or anything like that. Screw 100%. Ebony puts in 110%. Over-achiever? Probably. Ebony just wants to put his all into everything he does. Makes him a wonderful boyfriend, but he's more prone for going for the guys. They seem to treat him better. He'll probably be gay in 2 years. Or less. Right now painting is his one true love. Screw the rest of the relationships.
Depression. Ebony is prone to bouts of depression, but they're not usually severe. It might have something to do with all the heart wrenching music he listens to. Or all those f**king romance novels he reads. Ebony is a hopeless romantic, but anyway. These are the days that Ebony is silent, cold, and distant. He won't speak, even to his friends, and locks himself away. If he were at home in London then he would be in his attic with his paints. But he's not at home. He's at school and therefore just grabs his headphones. He won't look at you, speak to you, or even make any movements to acknowledge your presence. There are a few things that happened to Ebony when he was younger, and he won't talk about them. Sometimes they come back to haunt him, and that's when Ebony has a break down. Try to help him then and you'll probably get punched.
Childish. You just want to squeeze the bugger. He's rash, impulsive, and has been known to swing on swings or play hopscotch. Ebony is still a child despite his 17 years of age. He relates better to children and their wonderful innocence and openness. Ebony didn't have much of a childhood so he's kind of living it now. It makes him wonderful to be around at times. The genuine sincerity and the mushyness that makes you want to puke. He loves physical contact and will hug anyone if they're looking sad. Anyone. Even an exotic dancer with a lazy eye. Anyone.
How I React To Bad Situations:
Panic and run around screaming like a chicken with its head cut off
Or if it upsets me then cleaning
Other: Bisexual vegan!
A P P E A R A N C E
Height: 6'1
Weight: 130 lbs
Eyes: Wide, framed with thick lashes, and a brilliant blue
Hair: The traditional emo cut. Layered, razored, and dyed black.
Curves: [GIRLS ONLY. XD]
How Does Your Char Dress: He has a thing for tight pants, band t-shirts, black paired with neon colors, and ripped girl jeans. He loves his girl jeans, and he always has a black messenger bag covered with various patches of obscure, indie bands.
Other: Er, nothing
History:
It was a cold winter day when Ebony was brought into this world. The exact date was December twenty-third, if you care to know. Frost lined the windows of the Wynter's home, and it was a very peaceful time of the day. Suddenly Renea yelled, "Holy muffins, Carlton. Contractions!" Carlton, poor Carlton, almost gave himself a heart attack running around to gather her things. What good would a dead husband do? They arrived at the hospital, Renea almost screaming in pain, and delivered the baby. Ebony was a screaming, pink thing that was slightly on the small side. Despite the pain Renea endured, she loved her son deeply. Carlton returned the love, and they took their baby boy home. Renea almost broke her husband's hand in the process. She was holding it and screaming her lungs off trying to bring Ebony into this world.
Ebony was a quiet baby, and his parents pretty much doomed him. The poor boy was named Ebony. Ebony Wynter. Black Winter, or Dark Winter. Whichever you prefer. They set him up to be some little emo child. He didn't often cry, and if he did fuss everything was easily taken care of. Ebony was just a very well-behaved baby. Everyone commented on it, but things couldn't always be quiet and peaceful in the Wynter home.
Ebony learned to walk. God, he got into everything. Renea didn't want to squash their child's creative abilities so he was allowed to draw on the walls. Their London home was completely covered with little crayon drawing that the tiny Ebony created. He became a lot more vocal in these years, and his first word was "cray-cray." Which is what he called the crayon. It was also what he ingested. Ebony learned that the orange crayons didn't taste very good. Neither did the purple ones. Or the blue ones. He quickly stopped putting things in his mouth. Ebony was quite the curious bugger, and his parents found it so amusing. They nutured him and cared for him, and of course explained where babies come from. Carlton was given that job, mostly because Ebony always asked "why?" So that was quite the educational talk.
There wasn't anything tragic or scarring in Ebony's life. The most horrid day of his life was when his Tamagotchi, Bruno, died. He started school rather uneventfully, and he was known as the quiet kid. Ebony had become rather shy and uncomfortable around strangers, and it led him to have trouble interacting with his peers. He also had issues with his weight. Ebony was the skinny kid, and he still is the skinny kid. Sure, he was teased. Most kids are. Ebony just had a rather normal childhood. Nothing big, nothing scarring, and everything was rather peaceful.
The day he remembers most is the day he got his first camera. Ebony was thirteen, completely devoted to art, and his mother bought him a camera for his thirteenth birthday. It marked his passage into the teenage years. Ebony was even more quiet and even more shy then, and he remains to be to this day. Words don't come easily for the teenager, and he's better with expressions than he is with words. Throughout high school Ebony had only a few friends. He was pretty fine with that, actually. They were a small but close group of friends.
But then the family moved. Carlton was offered a job in America, and he decided to take it. The Wynters moved from their comfortable, London home to America. Ebony left behind his friends and his family to live here, in America. He was sixteen and had just bought a very expensive camera. It wasn't a major change. It wasn't as if Ebony was moving from Japan to America, but it was still enough to temporarily knock him off balance. He seems to be doing okay, though. His shyness is still something he needs to conquer, and Ebony has only become more quiet and antisocial now. He's an odd boy, really, but it isn't completely his fault.
Well, this sucked
