{The Basics}
- ●name● "Wussup? 'Names Finn Benjamin Harley."
●nickname● "Most call me Finn."
●gender● "Very much male, thank you."
●age● "Nineteen and proud, son."
●birthday● "June nineteenth."
●role● "My role is darkness."
{Digging Deeper}
- ●history● "Lets start at the beginning. I was born to my mom and dad, a loving couple, in the back seat of the car. Yup, didn't quite make it to the hospital. Eh, whatever. I got a birth certificate and all, so it's good.
As a kid, I was a trouble maker. I didn't pay attention in school, but I wasn't a nightmare. If you think about it, I was the class prankster. Whoopee cushion on the teacher's chair? Me. Desks flipped over? My handiwork. I've done all the classics, and I've made up my own.
In my teenage years, my popularity shot up. This was probably due to me being the quarterback of the football team. Not to mention my good looks. I mean, come on, what girl wouldn't want to be with this? I've had countless girlfriends over the course of my high school career. I guess you could say I'm a bit of a lady's man. That being said, I've been in my fair share of fights; guys didn't like me hitting on their girl.
Two years ago, in August, my mother was killed by a home robber. I was the one to find her. Since then, I have sworn to get revenge. But I'm not sure how.
When I was eighteen, my dad and I moved to Oakhill. Needless to say, I was not very pleased to see that their football team, well, sucked. However, I've continued my football playing in another city, so that worked out well. Here in Oakhill, I realized my emotions and thoughts had been more... Not my own. They had always been a little weird, but here... More powerful."
●personality● "Oh this is easy. I'm your jock/golden boy/ladies' man. Yup, the conceited male muscle head who thinks he can get whoever he wants. What? You have to give me props for honesty.
I know I look good. I know I'm good at football. I'm in all the good books. I've never had a long term relationship; my longest was what? Three days? Meh. Who cares? I have my game, and I have my team mates. They're all I need. I don't need to have a woman doting on me. I already... Had a mother.
I never had a girl really catch my eye. I've never really loved anybody except my mom and dad. In the back of my mind, I hope to be married. But I'll be okay if I don't.
On the outside, I pretend to care. I act considerate, kind. I act perfect. As if I have pushed past my mothers death. After all, it makes others approve of me more.
Honestly? All I care about is how others think of me. And that needs to be: athletic, good-looking, and perfect. Good at school? Eh. That people can make their own opinions about.
On the other hand, I've always had very little regard for others' emotions. It makes it easy to remove a girl from my life.
If you've seen a T.V. show, you'd probably think I'm just a scared little boy living inside an adult. Maybe you're right, maybe you're wrong.
Overall, I guess you could say I'm kind of a double life person, with a double personality.
●likes● "I like playing with girl's emotions, football, fighting, spaghetti, and orange soda."
●dislikes● "I dislike seafood, soccer, being inside, and swimming."
●dreams● "Get revenge for my mother's death."
●fears● "I fear... Loosing my status. Failing my mother."
●allergies/medical information● "I am allergic to peanuts."
{Relationships}
●family● "I have a father, a deceased mother, no sibling, and other family elsewhere."
●friends● "My football team, my hunting team."
●enemies● "Meh. No one in particular."
●relationship status● "Single."
●sexual orientation● "Straight."
●crush● "Ha! Impress me, girly."
{Stuff}
