Post by Riley Gray on Jan 7, 2007 10:39:04 GMT -5
Information about You
Name:Mike
Age: 19
Contact Information: PM
How long have you been roleplaying? 8 years
Have you read the rules? Yuh
Information about your Character
Patient
Name: Riley Gray
Age: 20
Profession Video Store Clerk
Ethnicity: Caucasian
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Personal Style:
His personal style would have to be something that most people would call crimes against fashion, in all honestly Riley isnt one who cares about what and what isnt in style. Sometimes he'll even wear what he wore to bed for the next day and the day after that, it isnt unusual to see him walking around in a sleeveless shirt and plaid pajama pants. Combined with a pair of jeans he tends to drift between plain t-shirts and those with weird sayings or rock bands on them. Riley seems to take his last name a bit more then someone should as he only wears clothing that are either gray, white or black as if he were trying to mimic the stereotype gothic look. An iron must not be in his mental directionary nor the thought of buying new clothes as most of his clothing is always wrinkled and some very well have holes in them.
Physical Appearance:
In the past Riley was that good little boy whom like a good clean dressed and carried the look of his father; always having his hair slicked back, was clean shaven and wore dress attire proper for offices. Needless to say that vision has long since passed, now over all you couldn't really say that Riley is all too attractive nor is he really ugly....one way to say it is that he's plain. There's not all too much appearencewise that makes the guy look special; he's not ripped with muscles nor does he have sparkling white teeth, yet despite these nonexistent qualities it is fairly easy to pick him out in a crowd. One of the things that makes him a memorable person would have to be his beard if you could even call it that, sculpted to be thin fuzzy brown lines Riley's sideburns slope down past his ears in what would be the beginning of a beard. After this is simply stops, for a couple inches until you find you're self at his chin there is nothing but smooth hairless flesh but then no on or above the chin but below it does that beard start back up. Under his chin a line of face fur curves along in the shape of a U under his chin, at both ends it extends about an inch out from his chin as if trying to reach and connect the under finished beard.
Now a days there are only faint memories of his past hair style; having been long and usually shaggy if it weren't styled to be slicked back looking in the end to be a puffy dome of hair. Since then Riley has now going into a short almost shaved look, his hair is kept relatively short at times even taking a razor and mowing the brown locks down until they are short enough for him. Given this method of how he cuts his hair it shouldn't be unusual to see that it is normally looking like a hack job; some areas might be thinner then others while some bits of hair might be sticking straight up. Going down to look at the young man's you'd notice something odd going on with his right eye brow, from origins unknown there is a two inch long scar that flows into his eyebrow creating a hairless slit towards the end in the direction of his ear. Riley's face isn't of those girlie pop-stars or the buff movie-stars that women and some men will drool over, it overall has a flushed look to it as if the young man is gonna get sick and throw up at any moment. Like most teens or at least a good portion he doesn't exactly have the best of skin, the faint remains of acne still remain along his forehead from younger days of squirming popping pimples and putting on acne creme.
Despite looking flushed and sickly in the face Riley actually has dark tan skin, though this doesn't exactly mean he is anything close to perfect as sometimes one can hear that comments that he is burnt. When the world burnt is used typically it doesnt mean sunburnt but burnt burnt like when you burn food, While obiviously caucasian it appears as if in some areas his flesh is a bit darker then it should be like someone had taken a lighter to the poor guy and stood there watching as it stained his flesh. He fits the lanky body type as the young man stands most of his height of five foot and ten inches in his legs, through while his arms and legs might beat his body in length they are equal in how fragile they look. Half the time it looks like Riley hasn't eaten anything in God knows when, looking like someone could simply push him over by breathing
Scars/Tatoos/ Piercings: As stated above Riley has a scar along his right eyebrow thought it isnt known exactly how he got it, perhaps from a cut during childhood. It is best described as a two inch long hairless slit that stretches from the top of his eyebrow towards the middle.
Best Physical Feature: His fractioned beard would Riley's own opinion would have to be his best physical feature, the guy believing that it just makes him look 'cool'.
Worst Physical Feature: The scar on his eyebrow, though most of the time some can say that his worst feature is how sickly and fragile he looks.
Picture:
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Habits: Riley has an odd fascination with his hair so you can often find him running a hand over the short bristles of hair on his head or 'beard'.
Likes: B-horror Movies,Poker, Blackjack, most card games, Shiney things, Sleeping, Watching Police videos.
Dislikes: Dr.Phil, The Home Shopping Network,Airplanes....well flying really, Peas
Personality:
They always say don't judge a book by its cover, as a child you were never support to base an opinion on someone based on their personality. But in the case of Riley he is exactly how he looks most people will often see Riley as an ass, and in truth he actually is no matter what way you look at it. The thoughts and feelings of those around him either seem to not matter or the young man simply doesn't even think of how his actions will effect other people. He is the type that will do whatever he wants regardless of the consequences and say whatever is on his mind, some may say this is rude but he calls it being straight forward. Whatever the case it isn't too surprising to hear the young man suddenly yap whatever bleak sarcastic thing that is on his mind even if it has nothing to do with the conversation.
A person could say that in a sense he is overly open sense saying or speaking anything on his mind isn't his only problem. Riley seems to have no real respect for the personal space of others, he'll freely grab onto a person, touch them anywhere or simply cling to them whenever he chooses. No matter if you're this guy's best friend or a total stranger he wont hesitate to come up and grab a hold of you somehow; no matter if its just grabbing your hand or arm or may just straight groping you. No person is off-limits. Only God knows why he feels the need to suddenly touch or grab someone, truly it makes you wonder what happened to the polite young man he use to be.
Yet no matter how rude or straightforward he is Riley is also something that a person could call laid-back if not plain out lazy ... its more likely that you'd see Riley starring out into nothingness or taking a nap then actually working. From reasons unknown he changed from being excited to go to school and work to rather wanting to either sleep or just do nothing at all, yet he seems to have no problem what so ever to do anything absolutely reckless endangering either his own life, yours or possibly both. Infact he would practically jump at a change do to something related to the above, hell his life already has been messed up in a sense already so why be afraid of it ending....its not like anyone would exactly miss him if he did die. With this said Riley has a slight trust issue; crazy or not it is just hard for the poor guy to let someone in as a friend or girlfriend or just someone close. All the thanks to this goes to having almost everyone involved in the little stunt at Brookstone insulting him and basically making his life a living hell in the past. With something like this burning in the depths of your memories its a bit hard to trust others.
Biggest Personality Flaw: Not being able to let others close/in
Biggest Personality Strength: N/A
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Hometown:Brooklyn, New York
Educational Background:
Easton Elementary - K-4th Grade
Home Schooled from 5th grade - 8th Grade
Brookstone Academy 9th grade - 10th Grade
Previous Places of Employment:
Family: Richard Gray (Father, 47), Lela Gray(Mother,42), Teresa Peterson(Aunt,37), James Peterson(Uncle, 40)
Brief Medical History: Most of his life Riley had been pretty health except claiming numerous times to be sick when not as a child. What is known is that on his fathers side of the family the disease Primary Polycythemia, often called Polycythemia Vera. Meanwhile on the monther's side of the family there is almost an illness yet it hasnt been found in the last four generations so most either dont know what it is or forgot.
History:
They say that all great tales are stories of tragety, and this all too true in the story of Riley Robert Gray.... In the beginning Riley was just your average kid well that is if your average kids seems to love to go to school and grew up hating when there was breaks or days when school was simply canceled. What makes you like this is when you are actually good at school and when you are being pushed at home to be the best so that you infact could grow up to be just like one of your parents. This was the little tune for Riley, he didn't have control of his life or have any say in what would happen in it......his father Richard Gray had all the say-so in his life; more or less wanting his son to grow up to be a clone of himself. Mr.Gray was the proud owner of a chain of packaging business and while they may not sound like an all too glamorous job it did put money on the table....alot of money, when you were sending things all over the country promising over night arrivals things happen.
Throughout his early life Riley seemed to have an uncanny skill in memorizing by the fifth grade he was taken out of public schools so that he could receive schooling from private tutors that could teach as fast as he could learn. It was as if he were some sort of human sponge taking everything that was spoken to him and sealing it within the depths of his mind, so far it looked as if everything would work out perfectly as Riley was sculpted into his father. Years passed in a mixture of tutoring sessions and spending quality time with dear old dad learning what exactly he did at work, learning how exactly you ran a business it was almost like previewing his future life. But life doesn't exactly turn out as you plan it, there are plenty of bumps,turns,potholes and swirls in the road of life though mainly today it is called Brookstone Academy. The school whom took in not the best of the best but those they thought worthy would be the next chapter in Riley's life, kids of friends and business partners of his fathers went to this school so what better way to making his future more promising then having him mingle with this kids.
Nothing would have prepared Riley himself or anyone else for that matter for what would happen during his years here, though technically ready for his junior year in high school he was entered into the school just barely as a freshmen. To make things abit more awkward he wasn't entered at the beginning of the year but towards the middle of it, but regardless Riley somehow was able to get past little handicap though even for him it was abit difficult. Being unintentally sheltered from the real world all the home schooling Brookstone Academy was the first place that Riley first discovered the world of gossip, fights, alcohol; basically scandal. For the first year or really half a year at Brookstone somehow he had managed to avoid being detect or noticed much but good things like this don't exactly last for long. It didn't take much to notice that Riley was smart....smarter then the average bear even smarter then the popular higher-ups at Brookstone, so what do we do when someone is better then us?
Some may say you try to better yourself in that area that they are better then you in, but in good old Brookstone you spread gossip and rumors about that person to make their life hell. No one knows exactly who started but once it started it didn't stop, first it was simple rumors like some girl was cheating on her boyfriend with Riley, Riley was having sex with his teachers to get good grades, and random murmurs of lies. Going to school everyday having people look at you and whisper or snicker isn't exactly the best thing in the world but luckily for Riley it wouldn't last long...next he was simply shunned, no one would talk to him or even look at the poor teen even some of the teachers were in on this. Soon this started to affect his performance as his grades started to get lower and lower, some people may be able to ignore treatment like this but Riley didnt....he just couldn't wrap his brain around what was happening or why. At the end of sophomore year Riley finally snapped and disappeared, when his parents were questioned about what happened to him they simply replied that they had no son.
So what happened to Riley? Disappointed in his inability to keep cool under pressure when his parents disowned him in was his mother's sister and her husband that took him in having not been able to have a child of their own. Not knowing that inside the depths of his now fragile mind there was a change occuring in the teen, as the months progessed he became abit more bitter and withdrawn, hell who could really blame the kid. After a series of fights with his aunt and uncle Riley finally moved out though it wasnt much of a move only going three miles away into an apartment complex, this is currently where he stays trying to make ends meet by working at a video store regardless Riley still has to relay on his aunt and uncle for rent and bills at times.
Pets?Nope
Married? Nope
Homeowner? Nope, lives in an apartment.
Average Salary? $10 an hour
Favorite Color Navy
Favorite Band Three Days Grace
Your character frequently says…
"...So give me a dollar"
Is your character in general satisfied with their life?Not really
Roleplaying Sample:
Sorry this Sample Rp is from a dead x-men board called Fallen From Grace. little fried so could think of anything new)
Time Square a place where you could normally find many people together laugh, smiling and just plainly having the greatest time ever. Yet among the couples and even the loners traveling to either drink themselves silly or have a nice romantic meal in the shadows sat a young man. Well, some may not even call him a man or even human since the bums of New York or really anywhere were called trash as they were looked down upon. The only thing in the eyes of the world that was worse then being a bum/homeless was being a mutant, sadly for this young adult he was both.
Siting cross legged against the wall of one of the many restaurants with the same clothes for the past four days was Wither. Yes, the young man diffenetly looked to be among the bumish with a slight odor to him and matted down hair aside from looking alittle dirty. His body seemed to meld with the shadows with his clothing solely consisting of black leather; a jacket,gloves and pants with a worn looking pair of old army boots. Leather among a few other cloths were unaffected by his mutant ability, sadly the cotton white shirt was affect as most of it had already disintegrated under his jacket.
Only a few seemed to take pity on the youth with a small pile of ones developing right there in front of him. It seemed as if there was indeed some goodhearted people left in the world, God only know they were on the endangered species list. Only God knew what Wither would do with the ones, he had to celebrate somehow seeing as this would be his last night on the streets. First thing tomorrow morning, he would finally check out the Xaiver Institute that he had heard so much about.
Despite the downside of their being so many students and people there increasing the chance of accidents involving his 'death touch,' at least he could/would get a nice shower and a warm bed. Still though the question lay in front of him, what exactly should Wither do with the money pile before some punk decided to try and take it from him.
PUT SPECIAL PHRASE HERE. You can’t always get what you want
