Post by Dylan Chase on Jul 19, 2010 14:56:35 GMT -5
Full name: Dylan Chase
Age: 16
Birthday: December 15th
Original or Canon?: Original
Face Claim: Billy Joe Armstrong (lead singer of Green Day)
Why You are here: Server depression, drugs, and sex addict
Riding Experience: Pre-Beginner, never been around a horse before
Riding Interest: Whatever I gets thrown into
Favorite Breed: the ones with different colors on them (Paint Mustang)
Appearance: (At least 7 sentences) Dylan has shaggy black hair and green round eyes. He is around 6 foot tall and has a youthful looking face, he always gets mistaken for being younger than he really is. Normally he wears black jeans with chains on them that are baggy and most likely stolen from a gothic store. While his shirts are normally black button up or black t-shirts that normally have some kind of small design on them to make people think twice about messing with him. He doesn't really look all muscular but he does have some muscles not that he lets people know unless he is in a fight.
Likes:(at least three)
- Music
- Singing
- Girls
- Junk Food
Dislikes:(at least three)
- Sunlight
- Healthy food
- Being pushed to do anything
Personality Traits: emotionally unstable, intelligent, impersonal, distant, stubborn, disregards rules, distrustful, free of guilt, aggressive, careless of social rules, lazy
Family Tree:
- Father: Unknown/doesn't remember
- Mother: Unknown/doesn't remember
- Siblings: Unknown/doesn't remember/know
- Other: Unknown/doesn't remember/know
Hometown: Hell, MI
History [must be at least 2 paragraphs, at 7 sentences each]: Dylan was abandoned by his parents in a wal-mart parking lot at the age of five with nothing but the clothes on his back. He wondered around until an cart pusher noticed him and took him inside to let someone know about the lost kid. As it got close to closing time, since it was a cold December 24th, one of the mangers took him to a local church and dropped him off with the nuns. He stayed in the church learning until he was caught making drugs and then they kicked him out, he was ten then. He lived on the street selling drugs and often got picked up but got off with a warning or managed to play the innocent child that didn't know what he was selling and sold out whoever gave him the drugs.
He was raised by different drug dealers and whores, he had lost his virginity at the age of 12 and became a bit of a whore himself for the females who liked little boys. In fact that was how he got caught and sent to Willow Brooke Correction Facility, he had been with an thirty year old when the cops showed up and got both of them, due to his record he was locked up. As he was put into counseling since they thought it was right, which it did prove true but he always over dosed or sold his pills that they gave him. He also screwed anyone who lived with him or that he could find that was willing, a few that weren't willing but only when he was high was when he raped someone.
It soon became clear in the years that he had a problem and since he kept getting kicked out of school due to making drugs in chem class. Finally the state put him in Willow Brooke Correction Facility and at first he rejected everything, often getting thrown out of class and even seducing some of the female teachers to get a good grade, at least he tried. When it was time for his pills he had to take them in the nurse's office and not leave until he proved that he did swallow them and didn't just hide them in his mouth to sell to someone else. He sees the school counselor but he never talks and only seems to mock the system of it, although somehow one of the counselor's figured out his behavior was linked to his abandonment as a child.
Now he is considered safe enough to be around the horses although he won't go to it without being dragged there. In his past two years at the school he kept trying to leave and was always hurting someone or threatening someone, so it was thought best to keep him away from the animals. He was kept apart from the students since he often encouraged their habits that they were there to cure. It proved hard but it was easier when he had gotten a girlfriend for two months and after he was worst than before but now he is a bit more calmer and even though he still smokes he does it in town only since he could sneak away better from the teacher was drew the shortest straw that was forced to come with him, since he never gave any sign that he was to be trusted on his own. If it wasn't for some girls and female teachers he wouldn't even go to class but he has a huge weak spot for beautiful females, no matter the age.
Nickname: Kay or Neko
Age: 21
Years of RP Experience: since I was 11
Other Characters: Epona
RP Sample [must be 3 good paragraphs]:
Zep sighed softly as he opened the door to his room still trying to think of a way to make it up to Jeanette for what his darker side had done. As soon as he stepped into the room he saw the shirt and then followed the clothes until his eyes reached the bed. Slowly he let his gaze travel over the woman there as he shut the door behind him, the whole time his eyes never left her as he wanted to finish what his darker side had started since that day but his desire to let Jeanette make the first move kept him from doing so. He closed his eyes and said "I hope you mean to be in my bed naked and for me to see you, cause I really don't feel like getting yelled at." His blue eyes showed again as he walked over to his bed not even hiding the fact that he certainly enjoyed her being there.
What he hated most the past couple of weeks was the fact that he wanted her company but he denied it unless she came willingly. He sat on the bed next to her and blushed lightly since he had been looking at her body more than her face; it wasn't in the way of her as a piece of meat but more as in the fact that he admire her body. Lightly he reached over and brushed his fingers against an old scar before he drew his hand back and slipped off his shirt reveling his built chest. "I won't take anything else off until you tell me or you start to remove them." He said softly as he once again reached over and traced another scar on her but with a soft smile.
He leaned over and lightly kissed a few scars before he looked up at her face to see if he wasn't suppose to do that. Although he couldn't stop himself from moving up and lightly kissing her shoulder and neck but pulled back and looked at her. "You're too beautiful for you own good right now since seeing you like this is making me want to break my own rules and just act without asking." He said softly, "May I kiss you?" As much as he wanted to kiss every scar and part of her, he wouldn't unless she said he could. It was his own rule to never take without asking, one of which he was close to breaking but he didn't want to hurt her. He remembered the way she had felt under his darker side, at least his body did, and he wanted it to happen again only with her being willing and him in control.
