Nathan Dominic Myer
Time, is going by, so much faster than I,
And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you.
Now I'm, wondering why, I've kept this bottled inside,
So I'm starting to regret not telling all of this to you.
"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." - Aldous Huxley
: Basic:
: Name:
Nathan Dominic Myer
Nickname(s):
Nate
Age :
19 Years
Gender:
Male
.: Best Friend:
Not since he moved.
.: Birthday:
February 10
.:Children?:
None
.: Body Modifications:.
.: Tattoos:
He has a small tattoo of a snake wrapped around a guitar on his left shoulder blade.
.: Piercings:
None
.: Birthmarks:
None
.: Love:.
.: Relationship Status:
Single, for now.
.: Crush:
Nope
.: Sexuality:
Straight
: Additional :.
Personality:
Resolute, Charming, Athletic, and Out-Spoken. Nathan isn't the person you want to be around if your looking for quiet. He often spends a lot of time playing sports. If you can catch him in some rare moments, he's thoughtful, and a great listener. However, he usually uses those moments of creativity to write songs.
Nate may not be a prince, but he does have that certain charm. He's not the type to smile at a lady and she immediately wants him, and if that's the case, he won't take her. He likes to get to know people first.
Yes, Nate does speak his mind. He doesn't hold anything in. He has an opinion, he'll say it. Stranger's feelings aren't always in his mind. This may make him appear rude, but his intentions are always good.
History:
(May I add this later? I never officially wrote anything for him
)
Other:
Nope
Time, is going by, so much faster than I,
And I'm starting to regret not spending all of it with you.
Now I'm, wondering why, I've kept this bottled inside,
So I'm starting to regret not telling all of this to you.
"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music." - Aldous Huxley
: Basic:
: Name:
Nathan Dominic Myer
Nickname(s):
Nate
Age :
19 Years
Gender:
Male
.: Best Friend:
Not since he moved.
.: Birthday:
February 10
.:Children?:
None
.: Body Modifications:.
.: Tattoos:
He has a small tattoo of a snake wrapped around a guitar on his left shoulder blade.
.: Piercings:
None
.: Birthmarks:
None
.: Love:.
.: Relationship Status:
Single, for now.
.: Crush:
Nope
.: Sexuality:
Straight
: Additional :.
Personality:
Resolute, Charming, Athletic, and Out-Spoken. Nathan isn't the person you want to be around if your looking for quiet. He often spends a lot of time playing sports. If you can catch him in some rare moments, he's thoughtful, and a great listener. However, he usually uses those moments of creativity to write songs.
Nate may not be a prince, but he does have that certain charm. He's not the type to smile at a lady and she immediately wants him, and if that's the case, he won't take her. He likes to get to know people first.
Yes, Nate does speak his mind. He doesn't hold anything in. He has an opinion, he'll say it. Stranger's feelings aren't always in his mind. This may make him appear rude, but his intentions are always good.
History:
(May I add this later? I never officially wrote anything for him
)Other:
Nope
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Brookyln Alaina Rae
Hopelessly,
I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly,
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly,
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about
Well hai there!
Staring through the window of the past
Colored Streaks!
: Basic:
: Name:
Brooklyn Alaina Rae
Nickname(s):
Brooke
Age :
18 Years
Gender:
Female
.: Best Friend:
Her dad has forbidden her a social life >.>
.: Birthday:
March 23
.:Children?:
None
.: Body Modifications:.
.: Tattoos:
None
.: Piercings:
None
.: Birthmarks:
None
.: Love:.
.: Relationship Status:
Single
.: Crush:
Nope
.: Sexuality:
Straight
: Additional :.
Personality:
Brooklyn is what you would call unique. She is shy, yet outgoing. Ironic, huh? Not something you might expect in the same person. It just depends on what aura one gives off. If they seem nice enough, Brooke will happily walk right up with a smile on her face. If she feels something is off, she tends to avoid them.
Did I mention her philosophy was dependent on her situation? She cares about facts. If she sees someone drinkin' out of a glass, then it's half empty.
She's not one to stand around and let people talk bad about her either. She has a problem, she either ignores it, or confronts it. She'd just as soon slap someone upside the head as sit down and talk with them. She lets go easily, but forget it not. If someone betrayed her and lost her trust from it, then they'd get her hard stare until they prove themselves worthy being close to her again. She may not always know who her friends are, but she knows where her heart lies, and that's with the people who she cares about and who she knows cares about her. Yeah, you don't have to be tight with her to be her friend, but you do have to respect her. She's not just sugar, she's spice too. She has that kick in the background. The one that goes unnoticed, then BAM you taste it. This helps her find her true friends. The ones that stay because they think the sweetness over-powers the bitter.
History:
Brooklyn was born into a military family. Her uncle was a navy Lieutenant, her mother, a Specialist in the army, and her father was a member of the Marines, as well as her grandfather a World War II Veteran. Life of luxury? Not so much. Sure, they had a big house, but her mother was gone off at drill once a month, two days exactly.
When Brooke was 6, her mother got pregnant with her first younger brother. Nine months later, Brooklyn was an older sister. After school, she'd quickly do her homework, which was about maybe half a page if any at all. When she was finished, she'd go up to her brother's room, take him from his crib, and spend hours with him. This caused an extremely close bond with him.
When she was 8, and her little brother, 2, her father deployed. After he was over seas, the only connection to him was photos, letters, and Skype, but even that was a hit or miss, and the letters and packages took close to a week to get to her father, but they still kept up with what was going on with him, and Brooklyn became a little photographer, taking pictures of anything and everything she can, sending them to the father she missed dearly.
The news came just ten months before Brooklyn turned nine. Her father was K.I.A (Killed In Action.) Brooke was devastated, and Baby Colby was too young to understand that he would never see his daddy again.
At the age of ten, Brooklyn had a new daddy, this time, a fellow Army man, just like her mom. She was okay with this new father figure though, he was nice to her mother and cared about Brooke and Colby as if they were his own. It was a little rough though. They had to move to a new house, a new school, a new city, and a new state entirely. She had to say goodbye to the house she was raised in.
Her family moved from South Dakota, to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Once settled, she started school at Edwin Forrest Elementary, a Kindergarten-Sixth Grade school. She made friends easily, starting as the 'New Girl' of the 5th grade.
She thought everything was going well, until her mother and step-father announced a divorce when she was 13 and an 8th grader going to Masterman Middle School. Her parents were officially divorced when she was 14, and Colby was 6.
A year later, when she was 15, her mother was pregnant with her new Step-Father's child, but this new father she wasn't okay with. He was abuse, fowl, stinky, and rude. He didn't have a job, so she referred to him as the 'Lazy, fat ol' Step-Grumpster.' He made her mother do everything and treated his new kids like his slaves.
Other:
Nada
Hopelessly,
I feel like there might be something that I'll miss
Hopelessly,
I feel like the window closes oh so quick
Hopelessly,
I'm taking a mental picture of you now
'Cause hopelessly
The hope is we have so much to feel good about
Well hai there!
Staring through the window of the past
Colored Streaks!
: Basic:
: Name:
Brooklyn Alaina Rae
Nickname(s):
Brooke
Age :
18 Years
Gender:
Female
.: Best Friend:
Her dad has forbidden her a social life >.>
.: Birthday:
March 23
.:Children?:
None
.: Body Modifications:.
.: Tattoos:
None
.: Piercings:
None
.: Birthmarks:
None
.: Love:.
.: Relationship Status:
Single
.: Crush:
Nope
.: Sexuality:
Straight
: Additional :.
Personality:
Brooklyn is what you would call unique. She is shy, yet outgoing. Ironic, huh? Not something you might expect in the same person. It just depends on what aura one gives off. If they seem nice enough, Brooke will happily walk right up with a smile on her face. If she feels something is off, she tends to avoid them.
Did I mention her philosophy was dependent on her situation? She cares about facts. If she sees someone drinkin' out of a glass, then it's half empty.
She's not one to stand around and let people talk bad about her either. She has a problem, she either ignores it, or confronts it. She'd just as soon slap someone upside the head as sit down and talk with them. She lets go easily, but forget it not. If someone betrayed her and lost her trust from it, then they'd get her hard stare until they prove themselves worthy being close to her again. She may not always know who her friends are, but she knows where her heart lies, and that's with the people who she cares about and who she knows cares about her. Yeah, you don't have to be tight with her to be her friend, but you do have to respect her. She's not just sugar, she's spice too. She has that kick in the background. The one that goes unnoticed, then BAM you taste it. This helps her find her true friends. The ones that stay because they think the sweetness over-powers the bitter.
History:
Brooklyn was born into a military family. Her uncle was a navy Lieutenant, her mother, a Specialist in the army, and her father was a member of the Marines, as well as her grandfather a World War II Veteran. Life of luxury? Not so much. Sure, they had a big house, but her mother was gone off at drill once a month, two days exactly.
When Brooke was 6, her mother got pregnant with her first younger brother. Nine months later, Brooklyn was an older sister. After school, she'd quickly do her homework, which was about maybe half a page if any at all. When she was finished, she'd go up to her brother's room, take him from his crib, and spend hours with him. This caused an extremely close bond with him.
When she was 8, and her little brother, 2, her father deployed. After he was over seas, the only connection to him was photos, letters, and Skype, but even that was a hit or miss, and the letters and packages took close to a week to get to her father, but they still kept up with what was going on with him, and Brooklyn became a little photographer, taking pictures of anything and everything she can, sending them to the father she missed dearly.
The news came just ten months before Brooklyn turned nine. Her father was K.I.A (Killed In Action.) Brooke was devastated, and Baby Colby was too young to understand that he would never see his daddy again.
At the age of ten, Brooklyn had a new daddy, this time, a fellow Army man, just like her mom. She was okay with this new father figure though, he was nice to her mother and cared about Brooke and Colby as if they were his own. It was a little rough though. They had to move to a new house, a new school, a new city, and a new state entirely. She had to say goodbye to the house she was raised in.
Her family moved from South Dakota, to Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. Once settled, she started school at Edwin Forrest Elementary, a Kindergarten-Sixth Grade school. She made friends easily, starting as the 'New Girl' of the 5th grade.
She thought everything was going well, until her mother and step-father announced a divorce when she was 13 and an 8th grader going to Masterman Middle School. Her parents were officially divorced when she was 14, and Colby was 6.
A year later, when she was 15, her mother was pregnant with her new Step-Father's child, but this new father she wasn't okay with. He was abuse, fowl, stinky, and rude. He didn't have a job, so she referred to him as the 'Lazy, fat ol' Step-Grumpster.' He made her mother do everything and treated his new kids like his slaves.
Other:
Nada
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