Antoine Jacob Lowell

[antoine]

Antoine Jacob Lowell


I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys watch while I attack
If that's your girl you better watch your back
Cause she'll burn it up for me and that's a fact .

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Age: 18
Experience: about 6 or 7 years
How You Found Us: different site
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[/b] Antoine Jacob Lowell
Nickname(s): Andy or Jacob
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birthday: January 1
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Grade: Junior
Canon or OC: Original Character
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[/b] Dark Brown.
Eye Color: Grey
Height: 5'9
Weight: 154 pounds
Clothing Style: Some may call him scene.
Distinguishing Marks or Physical Traits: none.

Played by: David Henrie.

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-Girls
-Texting
-Drinking
-Guitar
-Snowboard
-Boxes
-Money
-Skateboard

Dislikes:
-Rude people
-Liars
-Bullies
-People who stare at him
-Losing friends
-Getting his credit card taken

Strengths:
-Outgoing
-friendly
-Smart

Weaknesses:
-Girls
-Tend to go to any limits while helping my friends
-I'm little egoistic when it comes to winning things and get a little ruthless too

Fears :
-Getting Old
-Won't be needed by anyone
-Not falling in love

Goals:
-Be popular
-Graduate

Overall Personality: Antoine is a nce guy. Well that is what people think. He has mastered every emotion in the book, except for love. He can pretend he is hurt, sick, happy, even mad. How does he do it.? Only he knows. Around the school he is known for being the sensitive guy. He wasn't at all cocky.

But he can be rough if he needs to. He has every qualtiy a girl wants. But don't think he is perfect, cause he is from from it. He is the player type, he thinks no girl can tame him. We will see about that. He is really aggressive. He has a short temper and a bad attitude only he knows about and a few of his closest friends.

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[/b] Jaynee Lowell, 46
Father: Vance Lowell, 48
Sibling(s): none
Pets: two pugs named Carlo and Bo
Other Family: none
Nationality: Italian
Hometown: Los Angeles, California, United States
Overall History:
A bright new years eve is when a lovely lady was rushed to the hospital to deliver her new baby girl. She was fairly excited, since she had been havig miscarriges alot. She was laid down on the bed. She was breathing heavily. Holding her husbands hand while doing her breathing excersizes. The doctor was doing his thng, and when it was all over they held out her baby and said "Here is your healthy baby boy.." as they handed her the baby "Boy.?" the mother was shocked.

Since then on, the mother had cerished her son. She gave him everything. They weren't at all rich, but sure did act like it. Antoine got into alot of trouble when he was in pre-K. for some reason he could never listen and or sit still. Through out his elementary days he was sent mulitple times to the principal office.

When he got to middle school he became quite the ladies man. They all wanted to be his friend and some wanted more. He had learn at a young age, to not get attached to girls. So he had made a vow his sixth grade year and he had planned to stick to it. Was he afraid of love? No, he just wasn't prepared to get hurt.

He was great at lying to get what he wanted. He could have multiple girlfriend and no one would even find out. Cause he he was just to good at what he does. He always had a 4.0 nothing less on his report cards. Cause that would mean mommy and daddy cutting him off.

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Code Word: -admin edit-

RP Sample:

Dacoda took a breathe and turned her full attention to the girl who thought she was the shit, clearly. She looked at her, tears were still in her eyes as she was previously crying. She sighed. This was the shit that bothered her. Everyone here thought they were the shit. Thought they were the coolest thing since ice cream. News flash, Dacoda could careless what you think you are. But she clearly thought that the girl in front of her was a slut. She was half dressed walking on the Brooklyn bridge.

Could this mean she was a prostitute looking for work.? Dacoda shrugged off her thought as the girl called her ditsy and stupid. “I’m sorry, but my grade point average, would beg a differ.” She stated as her face got really cold for the harsh blow of the winds. “I’m an honor student” Dacoda shifted her weight from one side to the other. “If I went around blindlessly judging everyone by the way they looked, you would come off as a prostitute.” Dacoda stared her right in the face. The girl clearly thought she was pushing button, but Dacoda could careless anymore. She went her whole life being called names. It finally just hit her that she didn’t care anymore. Everyone was going to judge her and when they did they would think the worse of her.

“You think provoking me is bothering me, you think I’m scared of you.?” Dacoda stared at the girl in disbelief. “Well, your wrong, I’m rather feeling sorry for you at the moment” She stared the girl up and down. The girl didn’t phase Dacoda, at all. She wasn’t at the slight nerve scared of her. She was more than pissed at herself for still standing here, playing her childish games. The girl clearly, got off on this kind of stuff. She was cold, tired, and wanted to get home.

Dacoda looked at her and sighed. “You must think your so much better than everyone” Dacoda started as she looked at the girl “Well, I know that is bullshit, Cause I saw you park your bike” she pointed down the bridge to what the girl was driving. If you wanted to let people know you were coming, just drive one of those motorcycles and everyone will know our coming. That’s the only way she knew Tarak was at her house, because of his motorcycle. “If you think your proving something by stating to me the obvious, think again captain obvious” She rolled her eyes “I know I was crying, and I know I was upset” Dacoda wiped the previous tears away. “Do you have anything else obvious you would like to state.?” Dacoda smirked. “How about I’m shorter than you, I’m a couple pound lighter.?” Dacoda said in a smart tone.

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