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[lovely.]

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— — — a lιттle 'вouт мyselғ

» My name is William Sam Kaid; better known as Will.  I was welcomed to the world on June third of 1993 and am 18 years old, free at last. Growing up, and still now, I was always the jokester. I know how to make someone laugh, in every situation. Of course, I am a gentleman to my ladies. Anyways, being a jokester is fun, but that doesn't mean I'm immature. I'm very mature. I've been through a lot, believe me. That's basically what's made me a jokester. A way of hiding my pain.
— — — dιggιng deeρeя

» Now I grew up in Charlotte. It's my home town baby. I never really had the newest iPhone or the latest jeans [not that I care about fashion...], but I had great friends, and one happy family. My family got along real well. There was my mom, who stayed at home, cooked and cleaned, my dad, who was the locals mechanic, a little sister, Rose, who was six, an older brother Mike, a star football
player, and the two twins, Tina and Jamie, who were eight. That makes, one, two, three....seven of us including me.  We were really close, a tight knit bunch. But one day Rose...she started coughing up blood and getting these huge bruises, and I mean huge bruises, all over her back. We immediately brought her to the hospital. And, there we found out she had leukemia. It was a deadly case. So over the next four years, until she was ten years old, I watched my baby sister crumble down, slipping into the cold embrace of death. I watched her loose her precious bouncy, brown curls. I still have one of her curls. It's in a tiny, wooden  box. She was so strong, Rosie was so, so, strong. She never let the spark in her baby blue eyes die down. But after she died [we all new if was coming], my family tried to return to our normal lives. But we still remember our beloved, Rose Marie Kaid.
— — — яelaтιonsнιρs

» I never really has any close relationships with any girls. Only Rose, but that's much different. I always had my family real close go my heart, but since I got my own little apartment just outside of Charlotte, I've been trying to visit them as much as possible.

[carrie dee.]

{@Sol- I'm sorry, but by looking at your history you aren't quite literate enough yet. Another time?

@Cactus- The twins are fine. ^^ Accepted!

@love- Get up a picture, then you're accepted. :3 }

[♛ feral]

{As soon as that one male joins we shall start correct?

Also thank you for allowing me to join as my twins :3 I don't get to do it very often because there are those rules to keep too many girls out. You know the one where if you make two characters they have to be opposite genders? /endspam}

[abandoned.]

((>:D can't wait))

[carrie dee.]

{ Yep! ^^ And I hate that rule. Unless it's a valid reason, of course. . . And, of course, I adore twins. :3

I think my friend is going to join, but if she doesn't have her form up by the end of the day, we can begin and have the other person join in later. :3 }

[abandoned.]

((how are we starting?(: ))

[BloodBrother]

↑(т я є ν σ я)(eιɢнттeeɴ)(♂мαle)

Name;;

"Trevor, and yours?"
Trevor James Black

Nickname(s);;

"I have no nicknames, and please do not give me one..."
His brother calls him Trev, but Trevor doesn't like others to call him that.

Age;;

"I am eighteen."
He is exactly eighteen years and eight months old. He was born on October 2nd, 1993.

Gender;;

"Ouch! That's rough..."
He is a male clearly.

Height;;

"I'm about. . .Five foot eleven, made six foot."
He's practically six foot.

Weight;;

"One fifty-three."
He is one hundred fifty-three pounds with less than 9% of body fat. His body is very broad; muscular.

Hair and Eye color;;

"Green and brown, as simple as that."
His eyes are compared to a summer leaf if you held it up to the sun, a bright spring green; lighter than fresh grass but darker than a meadow. His hair is combed upwards needing very little gel to keep it there. His hair is slightly wavy but it is not curly. His hair is a simple brown but has strands of pale brown, light brown, honey-golden, dark brown, even small strands of black.

Skin Complexion;;

"I'm from the South! Of course I have a tan!"
He has a simple tan, nothing too fancy.

Body Modifications;;

"I have a tattoo."
He has a black and white rose tattoo on his right arm.

Body Description;;

"What can I say? I'm hot."
Don't listen to him, he doesn't have the body that super stars have, but it's not like he is fat and hairy. Trevor is six foot and weighs about one hundred fifty-three pounds exactly. His body structure is broad with broad shoulders and a broad chest. His torso is slightly wide by he keeps a lean figure. He has thick arms and strong legs. He has brown hair that has multi-shades blending in with it. His eyebrows are thick and dark and his eyelashes are just as dark. The darkness of his lashes makes his bright green eyes stand out even more then they already do. His teeth are pure white and he has two canines that are sharper then most. He has chiseled features along his face.

Personality;;

"I ain't as good as I once was."
I have four words; kind, protective, brooding, and loving.

Kind
Trevor's heart is three sizes too big as some would say. He has a lot of love to give. Growing up with a family like his would do that to you. His Mom was the parent he inherited his big heart from. She always knew how to make you feel better. Trevor is gentle with others and very understanding. Like his mother, he knows how to make you feel better, or at least he'll try. Trevor is lighthearted and easy-going making him an easy person to talk to. His bright, pure smile can reel you in and in that sort of way he weasels his way into your hearts, whether you want him to or not.

Protective
In some cases, protectiveness can be confused, or misplaced for possessiveness. In no way is Trevor possessive but he is overly protective when it comes to those he cares about. He had a friend named Lexi back at his old home when he was thirteen and every time a boy walked up to her, he would but in and shew them away. It is just a example that he doesn't ant his friends hurt. Now, he only gets this way around girls, so don't worry. His protectiveness is just a goofy flaw he has but he means no harm.

Brooding
This is the most annoying quality that this boy has. His ability to inflict self-guilt is amazing. When something goes wrong such as someone falls and break their leg and he had been standing maybe a foot away, he takes it onto himself saying something like, 'I could of caught her before she fell.' Yes, it is annoying, and you have the unnerving urge to slap him. He holds mystery to him in a way which isn't that bad. What's a person without a little mystery to them?

Loving
Yes, Trevor is a helpless Romantic and with his green eyes people even say he has the perfect 'Romance Novel stare'. Whatever that means. . . Trevor is the type of boyfriend who knows what he has before it's gone so to say. He loves to spend time with his girlfriends but, he knows when to give someone space. But, remember he is protective, and he does get jealous and that is when he gets possessive. His nature of possessiveness can get quite into a point where he gets angry at any guy talking to his girlfriends. But, his love does not only extend to his spouse but it goes out to his friends and family, who he will always look after.

History;;

"It isn't much of a story..."
Trevor was born in Dothan, Alabama, the youngest of Derek and Charlotte Black. Soon after they moved to the country side where he grew up on a small ranch that had six horses, three cows, one pig, and two cats and one cocky tomcat. Trevor looked up to his Dad, a mere rancher but was full of humility and pride in his life's work. His mother was a teacher who taught at the High School down the street. Trevor has one sibling; Ian who went into the Air Force, moving to Texas with his wife; Nina. Trevor still sees him from time to time though.

Trevor was always pretty simple as a kid; polite and well mannered but he was cocky and some times he could be too arrogant. He loved to make people laugh, and of course, he got in trouble more frequently as he became a teenager. Though, after his Mom died from brain cancer, Trevor has settled. He is more quiet and brooding then he means to be. He has somewhat of a temper as well after his Mom died, feeling someone had taken her away whether than it was best for her. He became more independent, not really talking to his dad. This carried on for about four more years until he turned 16. Slowly he became more fun to be around, kinder and gained his cock smirks and smug smiles.

Trevor's life is now officially too simple for him, and boring. It's not exactly fun living with his Father and a whole bunch of farm animals. He just needs some fresh h i s t o r y.

Orientation;;

"Straight!"
Straight. Plain and simple. Don't tell anyone but he's a sucker for a pretty brunette.

Crush;;

"No... No one has caught my eye yet."
He has no crush.

Relationship Status;;

"Is this really a necessary question?"
Single sadly.

Clothing Style;;

"Casual."
He has a very basic style of clothing; plain T-shirt and jeans. He'll throw in a shirt or hat but it isn't more complex than that. He prefers dark colors though and does have a leather jacket that he wear often.

Likes;;

"Well, um. . ."
He likes horses. He enjoys swimming, hunting, fishing, and playing football. He can play the guitar but do not ask him to sing, he sucks at it. He also takes interest in playing the piano.
wip if you want me to add more.

Dislikes;;

"Hm..."
He dislikes flirty girls and dominant guys. He doesn't like people who are cocky and arrogant and think they are 'all that.' He hates anything with fish in it.
wip if you want me to add more.

Pets;;

"Duke and Charlie."
Duke is his German Shepherd and Charlie is his Golden Retriever mix.

WIP on form as well.

[carrie dee.]

{ Accepted. ^^ }

[apathy,]

- |Blood|- I haven't RP'ed with you in forever.... xD

/ends spam....\

[Iceberg.]

{ - I am itching to start. xD - }