Post by James Mortte on Jan 12, 2007 20:09:05 GMT -5
Name: James Mortte.
Alias: James? Do I need one?
Sex: Male
Hometown: Toronto, Canada.
Age: (only 10-18) sixteen
Personality:
James is... hard to explain. One day, he can be Happy, funny and all-around great to be around, and the next, he's quiet and introspective, Hardly speaking a word. He can be kind, But Is set off easily and has a temper. Mostly, Though, James is the sort of Kid to stay out people's way unless they really make him mad. After the Accident, he's rather withdrawn and Bitter, Very hard to talk to. The 'Happy funny, all-around great to hang out with' Person that he once was on accasion rarely ever comes out.
Ability: Fire. He's a Pyro.
Affiliation: (Moonlighter, Kitral, Neutral, Twilight) Neutral, Though I'll probably choose a side once I get to know the groups a little bit more.
Appearance-
Hair Color and style: Black, With the part more leftward, his bangs sweeping over his right eye and hiding his pale featurees.
Eye Color: A cold silvery-grey.
Skin Color: really pale. not vampire-pale, But close enough.
Style of Dress: Ummm. Scene, I guess. But more eccentric. So... Scene-indie-awesome. He tried his hardest not to tie himself to a style. and he always, always always Has a black hankercheif on his person, whether in his pocket, or tied around his neck, So If he ever got set off by anything, He could just simply tie it around his eyes, and Not have to fear setting sh it on fire. Becuse you can't set sh it on fire if Your eyes are closed. : ]
History:
James Lived in Downtown Toronto all his life with his Mum. He'd never known his Dad, Who had left way before James was Born. He lived a rather normal life, doing what most kids did as they grew up. Well, That Changed when He was Twelve, When The Chemicals Spread to the Big Canadian City. About three percent of the population was actually infected, and James was one of them. He hadn't gotten it as bad as some, like those people who had grown Tails and horns or something, and His Ability was actually pretty useful. He tried his hardest to live out his life For three years, growing up quite normal dispite the ever-growing Hate Crimes against the Infected That secretly terrified the Boy. One day when he was fifteen, he came home from school to find a Bugalar in his Apartment. Just thinking it was someone who wanted to steal stuff, like normal Burgalars, He called the cops, and all that other fun stuff. As he entered the room, the Man Ran out and dissappeared before James had the chance to run after him. Aggitated and angry with the break-in, James Went into the Apartment that he had lived in for his whole life to find his mother, dead on the linoleum Kitchem Floor In a pool of her own blood.
James, knowing that the bullet in his mum's head was meant for him, as the only 'infected one' left in the area and the crimes growing more adundant and Violent, Left immidiately, Searching for somewhere to stay. He was Horrified at his Mothere's death, and Enraged at her Killer. For Four months, he traked the man down, And, In a battle between fire and Guns, had accidentally killed him. Panicking after what he had just done, He got on a Plane to New York, Trying his hardest to Not get caught. he had no Relatives that he knew, So for a year He wandered around, never staying in the same city for a week. It was the day he turned sixteen that he had learned about Twilight Academy, And traveled to the school as fast as he could. He's been at the school for two weeks now, and hasn't really met anyone due to the fact that he hardly talks to people anymore.
Question! Where's this set? Like, where excatly is the school? England? New York? Just asking so I could finish my History.
[/color]Alias: James? Do I need one?
Sex: Male
Hometown: Toronto, Canada.
Age: (only 10-18) sixteen
Personality:
James is... hard to explain. One day, he can be Happy, funny and all-around great to be around, and the next, he's quiet and introspective, Hardly speaking a word. He can be kind, But Is set off easily and has a temper. Mostly, Though, James is the sort of Kid to stay out people's way unless they really make him mad. After the Accident, he's rather withdrawn and Bitter, Very hard to talk to. The 'Happy funny, all-around great to hang out with' Person that he once was on accasion rarely ever comes out.
Ability: Fire. He's a Pyro.
Affiliation: (Moonlighter, Kitral, Neutral, Twilight) Neutral, Though I'll probably choose a side once I get to know the groups a little bit more.
Appearance-
Hair Color and style: Black, With the part more leftward, his bangs sweeping over his right eye and hiding his pale featurees.
Eye Color: A cold silvery-grey.
Skin Color: really pale. not vampire-pale, But close enough.
Style of Dress: Ummm. Scene, I guess. But more eccentric. So... Scene-indie-awesome. He tried his hardest not to tie himself to a style. and he always, always always Has a black hankercheif on his person, whether in his pocket, or tied around his neck, So If he ever got set off by anything, He could just simply tie it around his eyes, and Not have to fear setting sh it on fire. Becuse you can't set sh it on fire if Your eyes are closed. : ]
History:
James Lived in Downtown Toronto all his life with his Mum. He'd never known his Dad, Who had left way before James was Born. He lived a rather normal life, doing what most kids did as they grew up. Well, That Changed when He was Twelve, When The Chemicals Spread to the Big Canadian City. About three percent of the population was actually infected, and James was one of them. He hadn't gotten it as bad as some, like those people who had grown Tails and horns or something, and His Ability was actually pretty useful. He tried his hardest to live out his life For three years, growing up quite normal dispite the ever-growing Hate Crimes against the Infected That secretly terrified the Boy. One day when he was fifteen, he came home from school to find a Bugalar in his Apartment. Just thinking it was someone who wanted to steal stuff, like normal Burgalars, He called the cops, and all that other fun stuff. As he entered the room, the Man Ran out and dissappeared before James had the chance to run after him. Aggitated and angry with the break-in, James Went into the Apartment that he had lived in for his whole life to find his mother, dead on the linoleum Kitchem Floor In a pool of her own blood.
James, knowing that the bullet in his mum's head was meant for him, as the only 'infected one' left in the area and the crimes growing more adundant and Violent, Left immidiately, Searching for somewhere to stay. He was Horrified at his Mothere's death, and Enraged at her Killer. For Four months, he traked the man down, And, In a battle between fire and Guns, had accidentally killed him. Panicking after what he had just done, He got on a Plane to New York, Trying his hardest to Not get caught. he had no Relatives that he knew, So for a year He wandered around, never staying in the same city for a week. It was the day he turned sixteen that he had learned about Twilight Academy, And traveled to the school as fast as he could. He's been at the school for two weeks now, and hasn't really met anyone due to the fact that he hardly talks to people anymore.
Question! Where's this set? Like, where excatly is the school? England? New York? Just asking so I could finish my History.
