Post by jasonrichards on Dec 31, 2009 5:36:42 GMT -5
JASON WILLIAM RICHARDS
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take
Now I lay me down to sleep
Pray the lord my soul to keep
If I die before I wake
Pray the lord my soul to take
Age: 14
Experience: 1 and a half years of roleplaying
How You Found Us: Proboards Support
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Nickname(s): Jay, J Rich
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Birthday: 17th April, 1991
Sexuality: Straight
Grade: Drop-out
Canon or OC: OC – Kevin Flamme(Playby)
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Eye Color: brown
Height: 6’4
Weight: 121 lbs
Clothing Style: very fashionable
Distinguishing Marks or Physical Traits: a scar on his back
Played by: Kevin Flamme
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*pranks
*thievery (mostly cars and money)
*being rich
*girls
*fights
Dislikes: *nerds
*rich people
*being laughed at
*school
*gays
Strengths: *fighting
*planning
*stealing
Weaknesses: *finding will
*girls
*school
Fears : *falling in love
*being alone
*being killed by someone he trusts
Goals: *to be rich
*to die a peaceful death (though cannot)
Overall Personality: Jason William Richards is a high-school drop-out. If he were still in school, he’d be a senior now. He is very, very short-tempered and always swears in every sentence. His short-temper is evident as he conked a guy for spreading out rumors about him in the school. Jason is a guitarist and a singer, or he was. Ever since he was dropped out of school, things have changed and Jason still sneaks into school sometimes, only with sabotage in his mind. Jason also has a habit of drinking and smoking, but doesn’t do drugs.
He likes gambling and used to hang out in casinos, gambling with old people. He loves pranking on people and has a desire for stealing, mostly money and cars. However, he ends up failing some times. He loves getting in to fights and dragging other people into it. He hates rich people when they show-off and has a desire for becoming rich, too.
He hates nerds ever since a nerd spread untrue rumors about him. The sight of nerds makes him want to hit them hard. He often says to himself, ‘every nerd is the same’. Being laughed at makes him so mad and he’d go heights to teach someone a lesson. He hates school ever since he was dropped out of it. Underneath all his rude behavior, he helps a lot of old people in the neighborhood and they respect him.
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Father: James Richards / 54 / Deceased
Sibling(s): None
Pets: None
Other Family: Cousin Charlie Michael / 20
Nationality: Caucasian
Hometown: Manhattan
Overall History: Jason was born to Angela and James Richards. His parents worked to a crime family, the Salvatore Crime Syndicate. His father was a hit-man. Jason’s parents died when he was ten years old. An opposite crime family had bombed the couples’ car and they were dead. Jason grew up with his cousin Charlie and learned to cope up with the tough neighborhoods of New York City.
Jason, along with Charlie moved to Brooklyn where Charlie put Jason into the Brooklyn High. Soon, Charlie left Brooklyn without a word but gave Jason the keys to the apartment and said taxes had been paid. Jason still finds it a bit tough to live without his brother and hopes his brother isn’t dead, yet.
Jason made a lot of tough friends. He left a lot of friends when they convinced him to do drugs. He shoved them off. He was also in a band which covered songs of many famous bands. He was the leadsinger and the guitarist of his band when he was in high school. He still regrets having been dropped out of his school. After he was dropped out of school, his connections with the band were cut abruptly.
Jason worked at a waiter in a café for a few months but was fired after messing with a customer’s food. His life at Brooklyn was nearly broken-down, and is too. He lived his life in regrets and still does. He regrets being such an asshole on the inside but doesn’t show it outside.
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Code Word: poo-flinger
RP Sample:
Kevin woke up a bit early today. Earlier than he used to wake up on his usual days. As he woke up early, he decided to take a walk. He then remembered the weather he hated and swore under his breath. He was not the kind of guy who would swear around loudly. He tried to find another reason why he woke up early? Was there a class? Was he to meet someone? And a bell rang in his mind as he realized about the class.
He didn’t quite remember what class it was – he was still hung over from the last night’s drinks at Club Vegas. He quickly showered and put on some decent clothes. He dressed himself in a silver T-shirt whose sleeves lasted up to quarter his muscular upper arms. He also wore a pair of black jeans and some random sneakers. He didn’t really care much about his hair. He just wanted his hair to retain the usual messy type and it was clear now.
He walked out of the Boys’ Wing C. He walked slowly, the soles of his loafers striking against the hardwood floor. He stopped as he walked for a few more seconds, wondering if he had forgotten his way. He looked around to make sure he was going the right way and yes, he was. He hoped nobody saw that because he didn’t want to look like a nerd in front of everybody. Nobody did, except nerds.
He walked into the training room and saw the teacher, Raine Kurai and another familiar looking student but he wasn’t friends with her yet. Mats were laid out on the hardwood floor of the training room. Kevin always wondered where Mr. Kurai was from. The name was strange. “Good morning, mister,” Kevin said, his voice sounding a little tired. He saw the mat in the middle portion taken by someone so he took the vacant seat next instead.
He didn’t quite remember what class it was – he was still hung over from the last night’s drinks at Club Vegas. He quickly showered and put on some decent clothes. He dressed himself in a silver T-shirt whose sleeves lasted up to quarter his muscular upper arms. He also wore a pair of black jeans and some random sneakers. He didn’t really care much about his hair. He just wanted his hair to retain the usual messy type and it was clear now.
He walked out of the Boys’ Wing C. He walked slowly, the soles of his loafers striking against the hardwood floor. He stopped as he walked for a few more seconds, wondering if he had forgotten his way. He looked around to make sure he was going the right way and yes, he was. He hoped nobody saw that because he didn’t want to look like a nerd in front of everybody. Nobody did, except nerds.
He walked into the training room and saw the teacher, Raine Kurai and another familiar looking student but he wasn’t friends with her yet. Mats were laid out on the hardwood floor of the training room. Kevin always wondered where Mr. Kurai was from. The name was strange. “Good morning, mister,” Kevin said, his voice sounding a little tired. He saw the mat in the middle portion taken by someone so he took the vacant seat next instead.
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