Post by mathias on Jul 9, 2009 12:57:27 GMT -5
show the world a little style,
a little attitude
[/color]a little attitude
MATHIASETHANBALDWYN[/color][/font][/b]
sup, my name is LOGAN
been breathing air for 17 years now
but only been living for THREE
you can drop me a line at PMS ARE BEST, NEVER CHECK MY EMAIL
hey teachers, hey creatures,
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nicknames: Mat Ethan
age: 18
birthday: 10-12-90
gender: Male
orientation: homosexual
school year: senior
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just wait
take a breath of air before you faint
[/color][/font][/center]take a breath of air before you faint
height: 5’10’’
weight: 178
build Skinny
eyes: Hazel, almond shaped
hair: Brown with natural blond highlights, wavy, usually doesn’t brush it
distinguishing features: A small scar under his left eye, barely visable
tattoos and piercings: He has one of his ears pierced and his tongue pierced.
personal style:
Mathias wears whatever he feels comfortable in, usually just a pair of jeans and a colored tee shirt with his trademark black jacket.
appearance:
Mathias is pretty sloppy when it comes to his appearance. He doesn’t brush his naturally wavy hair, and lets it roam free, which doesn’t look to bad. He doesn’t keep up with the hottest fashion statements and wears what he wants. He rarely dresses up.
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do you think you're right,wronged,
or do you think you'll fight?
[/color][/center][/font]or do you think you'll fight?
dislikes: school, homework, golfing, having to sit still, people who think they are better than him, winter, flying, cats, chocolate, being told what to do, people who are stuck up.
strengths: He can hide his sexuality quite easily, high endurance through soccer, He’s smart, says what he feels, doesn’t care what people think
weaknesses: He doesn’t care what people think and he says what he feels haha, doesn’t get close to many people, can be cocky, no patience
greatest fear: Falling in love with someone who doesn’t love him back
greatest desire: To feel wanted
habits and quirks: He has to be moving, cracks his bones a lot, gets side tracked easily
overall personality: Mathias is a relaxed guy who doesn't really give a shit about the things around him. He isn't exactly friendly, and thinks twice about making friends with someone right away. He doesn't tend to get close to people and won't open up to anyone except a select few. Though if you do become a good friend he will be loyal all the way to the end. He'll help you out and will care for you, even if he doesn't want to admit it. He's fairly shy, unless he has a thing for a guy, then he flirts shamelessly.
Mathias is complicated and spends a lot of time alone thinking about life. He's smart and can carry on an intelligent conversation, he just prefers not to. He has a mouth and isn't afraid to say what he thinks. He's great at arguing and won't stop until the other person agrees. He has anger issues and needs anger management, because he can go off on the simplest things. He can also be controlling of others, and if you don't have a strong personality, Mathias will not cease to manipulate you. Especially if he doesn't like you.
He also can be a bit depressive, especially if something's got him down. He hates it when he's told he's wrong and especially if he's called out upon. He's not sensitive and can also be a bit cocky. Not because he is, but because it helps his self esteem. He'd deny that fact though.
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we are young, we are done
we ain't fighting nothing
[/color][/font][/center]we ain't fighting nothing
father: Austin Michael Baldwyn, 37, Lawyer
siblings: Lillian Lynn Baldwyn, 18, Twin Sister
extended family: Constance Marie Thompson – Deceased – Grandmother
Martin Carl Thompson – Deceased – Grandfather
Elisabeth Loretta Baldwyn – 54 – Grandmother
Michael Thomas Baldwyn – 59 – Grandfather
pets:
Tobias – Great Pyrenees – 6
Eros – Old English Bulldog - 3
nationality: He has a ‘lil bit of everything in home
birthplace: New York
history:
Mathias’ parents moved to New York roughly a year before he and his sister Lillian were born, however, they lived nowhere near New York City or Eastside for that matter. His parents had money to say the least and they enjoyed spending it. In fact, on the day they were born, his father was busy off in some casino three hours away, leaving his wife to push out two wonderfully healthy twins on her own. Not that it mattered much, she was used to not having him around and she didn’t mind in the least, it never occurred to her that he would be there and he didn’t plan on arriving. He wanted nothing to do with the children and his wife was left to deal with them both on her own. Even from birth the twins were completely different from one another, Lillian was loud and Mathias was quite. Mathias enjoyed sitting and watching and Lillian was always off exploring.
Even as they grew up their parents believed the two would begin fighting about their differences but that day never came. They did however, become closer and closer. Wherever one went, they had to have the other one go with them or both would scream and throw a fit. It was like even up until they were ten years old, when their mother had told them that they needed their own rooms, and they wouldn’t have it. This was also around the time that Mathias realized he didn’t like girls like the other boys in his class, and he told them so. He was ridiculed often but his sister was always there for him, willing to fight anyone who picked on him, but as Mathias grew he needed less and less of his sisters help and began venturing out on his own. Of course she tried to follow him, and he didn’t mind, but they began doing things that Lillian had no interest in and shortly after got tired of tagging alone with her brother.
At the age of seventeen, Mathias and Lillian began to enter the dating scene, of course his parents didn’t know about his liking of boys rather than girls. Lillian would bring her boyfriend over and his mother and father often asked when he would be brining his girlfriend over, to which he would always respond he didn’t have one, and wasn’t looking for a girlfriend. He did however, have a boyfriend and they spent much time out of school together, his parents thinking they were nothing more than friends, that was at least, until his father had caught the two kissing in Mathias bedroom and instantly threw the other boy out, forbidding him to come back. In his father’s blind fury he moved into New York City, Mathias and Lillian at the age of 18.
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way outside yourself
there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
[/color][/center][/font]there's someone out there
who wants you to be free
member title: ---
roleplay sample:
A'Marie has told the four, Jia, Kyra, Charlotter, and Adriane that is, that they should have a girls night out. A night to get together to do a various things, like talk about boys, play games, do hair, make-up, anything really that wouldn't envolve boredom.
She listened quietly to the small buzz of the microwave, a sign that the popcorn was done. She stood up from the armchair that she rested in as her hair fell down her sun-kissed tan skin and over her knitted-white sweater. She was wearing a pair of jeans that fit perfectly on her.
She pulled out the hot bag of popcorn, opening it up to watch the steam meet her face before sliding it into the large silver bowl. She laid it on the table in the living room with the rest of the snacks that included candies, crackers, chips, cookies, and chocolate. Under the table rested a variety amount of games, about 2 dozen all together.
She grinned again, turning around abruptly and starting a warm fire. And rushed into her bedroom grabbing all the combs, brushes, strighteners, rollers, dryers, curlers in her arms and setting them on an end table in the living room. She went back and retrieved all the make-up she owned, which wasn’t a lot, that’s why she told the four that they should bring theirs, but it wasn’t required to bring anything at all so it didn’t matter really. The phone, which rested on the counter next to the microwave, flew through the air, being caught by A'Marie as she set it down on the table next.
She sat down in one of the chairs, waiting. Knock, Knock, Knock. She stood, walking to it, answering it.
She listened quietly to the small buzz of the microwave, a sign that the popcorn was done. She stood up from the armchair that she rested in as her hair fell down her sun-kissed tan skin and over her knitted-white sweater. She was wearing a pair of jeans that fit perfectly on her.
She pulled out the hot bag of popcorn, opening it up to watch the steam meet her face before sliding it into the large silver bowl. She laid it on the table in the living room with the rest of the snacks that included candies, crackers, chips, cookies, and chocolate. Under the table rested a variety amount of games, about 2 dozen all together.
She grinned again, turning around abruptly and starting a warm fire. And rushed into her bedroom grabbing all the combs, brushes, strighteners, rollers, dryers, curlers in her arms and setting them on an end table in the living room. She went back and retrieved all the make-up she owned, which wasn’t a lot, that’s why she told the four that they should bring theirs, but it wasn’t required to bring anything at all so it didn’t matter really. The phone, which rested on the counter next to the microwave, flew through the air, being caught by A'Marie as she set it down on the table next.
She sat down in one of the chairs, waiting. Knock, Knock, Knock. She stood, walking to it, answering it.
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I WANTED TO BE ME !
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