by Landscape » Fri Apr 06, 2012 5:24 am
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↲→иαмє- "I'm James. James Stevenson. Call me Jay or James, whatever you prefer."→αgє- "I'm eighteen."→∂єѕ¢яιρтισи- "You can't tell what I look like from looking at me?"
James has light colored hair, almost blonde. You could call it a dirty-blonde. His hair is not very long, but is a bit shaggy, flying out everywhere. It covers his left eye almost completely. It's about 5 or 6 inches, give or take. Perfect for running your fingers through, too. In the center it looks a bit brownish, and gradually gets to an almost white-color at the tips. James has green eyes, but it looks like mud has been plopped on top of them. Brown at the center, the color changes to a soft green, like a leaf. His eyes have a lot of depth, quite unlike a mirror. Like somebody once said, the eyes are the key to the soul. Very true in James' case. His face is sort of sharp. James' chin is pointed, but his nose is a more soft shape. He has high cheekbones, but they aren't very visible, thankfully. From spending a lot of time out in the sun, pickpocketing and such, he got a nice tan. Not too dark, but James is definitely not pale. Even though James does not "work out", he does have quite a few muscles from running and swimming sometimes. He has broad shoulders, and an overall strong appearance. Most of his clothes are tattered and just rags, but he has a couple of dark, black and blue shirts, and a white shirt. Usually wearing jeans or cargo pants, his outfit doesn't vary much. James doesn't have much of a taste of fashion, either, but he deals.→ρєяѕσиαℓιту-[please, this shows how literate you are.]→нιѕтσяу- James had a rough past. Nothing seemed to go right for him. He was born on the streets, his mother home-less. She had been abandoned by her rich husband, who kicked her out and moved out of the country. James was born into a cold, cold world. Having no money, James' mom tried to raise him, but when he turned 9 she died. Left on his own, he survived for a while. Luckily he found Ms. Perez. She was an old woman of 80 years old. She took him in, fed him, clothed him, and have him a home until he turned 14. Then she died too. So far he has survived on his own. What next?→ωну- "I was abandoned because of death and my father, to put it simply."→тαℓєит- "Oh, I guess I'm good at a lot of things. I can pickpocket very well, I can flirt with young tourists, steal cars, and I can lie pretty well. I've heard I'm good at being annoying too, but I only like to think of the positives. Eh, doesn't bug me much. I guess I take it as a compliment in some respects."→¢яυѕн- "Nope. I don't really see anybody I like."→вσуfяιєи∂/gιяℓfяιєи∂-"I am quite straight, and I'm not really in the mood for a girlfriend."
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Landscape on Sat Apr 07, 2012 2:56 am, edited 6 times in total.
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