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six friends. three boys and three girls. you couldn't ask for better amigos; the six of you have been friends since you can remember. no that all three of you have entered into your young adulthood, you've decided to take a trip with your life savings around the world. it's been your ambition for years to explore foreign lands, from famous, classy cities to uninhabited rainforests. now that you're free from high school and have enough money to make it happen, you six can't wait. with the stress of the trip, there may be disputes, but with the new places to explore, maybe more than just friendship will bond between you and someone special. where will you go off to first?

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•basic → naturally, all cs rules apply to this roleplay. if you're unfamiliar with those rules, i recommend you read them through before continuing further.

•literacy & posts → this roleplay is for semi-literate and above writers. i expect to see at least seven well-written, grammatically correct sentences with little spelling errors per post. i understand writers block does occur sometimes, though please do not use it as an excessive excuse. try to post at least once a day if you can; vacations and other inconveniences are understandable and i do empathize greatly with people who suffer from this. try to stay as active as possible; if for any reason you do not want to participate further in this roleplay, let me know and i will open your spot back up. i encourage pretty posts, though if your skills are limited in this field, at least make the text font smaller, and please, no fontmeme as it is considered spam. i also encourage drama in this roleplay to keep it moving, but no deaths or pregnancies please.

•forms & characters → please only make one character for this roleplay as spots are quite limited and i would like to include as many people as possible. i encourage creativity with your characters and make them interesting as it makes the roleplay much more fun. as you should know, no character is perfect, so i would like to see at least a few flaws with him or her. i will not provide a skeleton for your form, i expect you to use your own so i can see your literacy level. there is no codeword for the form. and please be aware i have every right to decline your form for whatever reason i see fit.

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"a leader is a dealer in hope" - napolean bonaparte

this woman is strong-willed and charismatic. she keeps the group together and shows obvious leadership and is highly respected.

played by Wanderer.

name: danielle marie smith
age: 20
gender: female
form: x

"dream as if you'll live forever. live as if you'll die today" - james dean

this young woman lives for her friends and parties, a true social butterfly who shows not a trace of shyness.

played by kryptonite,

name: alaska ryker phraser
age: 20
gender: female
form: x

"the role of the artist is to ask questions, not answer them" - anton chekhov

from visual to performing arts, this young lady is truly unique and intelligent.

played by lèse majesté

name: mia agnes fontaine
age: 20
gender: female
form: x

"humor is mankind's greatest blessing" - mark twain

quite the character of the bunch, this young man loves to joke around and has an outgoing, charismatic charm about him.

played by panda,

name: cory matthews
age: 20
gender: male
form: x

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“a gentleman is someone who does not what he wants to do, but what he should do” - haruki murakami

this lad is well-mannered, quite friendly, and like the leader, acts as an anchor and gets along with everyone.

reserved for TheCoriProject

name:
age 20
gender: male
form:

"after all, the wool of a black sheep is just as warm" - ernest lehman

quiet and shy, this young man still has a heart of gold, though is shadowed by his social anxiety around others.

played by boxcar

name: henry bassett
age: 20
gender: male
form: x

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sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ғᴏʀ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ, ᴡɪsʜ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇʟᴇᴀsᴇ,
ᴡɪsʜ ғᴏʀ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ᴛʜʀᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɪʀ ᴛᴏ ɢɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴇ sᴏᴍᴇ ʀᴇʟɪᴇғ

☁ ☁ ☁ ☁ ☁

ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ's ɴᴏᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙʟᴇᴍ; ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ'ᴍ ғᴀʟʟɪɴɢ ɪ'ᴍ ɪɴ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ
ɪᴛ's ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ʜɪᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀᴏᴜɴᴅ, ɪᴛ ᴄᴀᴜsᴇs ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ɢʀɪᴇғ

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⊰ basics and all !

name; henry james bassett
nickname; henry
gender; male
orientation; heterosexual
age; twenty
birthdate; january twenty-ninth
birthplace; cheshire, england

Henry James Bassett. As a child he had always been called Henry James, but he felt like it never suited him to be called by his first and middle name. It seemed too refined and uptight, which Henry was not. He was born in late January as a very premature babe, only weighing around three pounds. It was a lucky thing his parents were as wealthy as they are to afford medication able to keep him alive, as well as to pay for surgery he had to undergo when, shortly after he was born, he was diagnosed with cancer in his kidney. It's still thought of as remarkable how he lived through that disaster.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ɪ'ʟʟ ᴅᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴜᴘ, ᴅʀᴜɴᴋ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴅᴏᴡɴ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

⊰ looks are only the cover of the book ?

weight; 130 lbs
height; 6'0"
eye color; green-gray
hair color; darker brown
hair style; messy shag
tattoos; none
skin tone; light and fair
scars; none
piercings; none
other; none.

At 6'0" and weighing just under 130 pounds, it's no wonder why this lad is rather slim. Exercising at a healthy amount does contribute to his slender build, but not as much as his naturally fast metabolism. Living with a rich family in your younger years can have it's perks, and that includes receiving knowledge about body health and affording healthy food. Henry's dark and slightly curly hair runs in the family through his father's side, and, being the dominant gene, has been passed down to him. His grey-green eyes are a bit of a shock in how much they stand out, not only because they are large and boyish, but also because the color is quite unusual. Henry never thought that tattoos or piercings would look good on him, and always thought they would look tacky when he grew old.

▬▬▬▬ ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴊᴜᴍᴘ, ɪ'ᴍ ɴᴏᴛ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ғᴀʟʟ ▬▬▬▬

⊰ between the lines !

good traits; sweet, gentle, thoughtful, playful, polite
bad traits; shy, schizophrenic, has rare but severe mental breakdowns, suspects no one really likes him
strengths; intelligence, sense of humor, lovingness
weaknesses; sharing feelings with others
likes; spending time with loved ones, reading, charcoal drawing
dislikes; being alone
phobias; none

A child is usually born with a bright and outgoing personality. Sometimes this trait stays and molds those who still hold it into leaders and those destined for greatness. At other times though, in Henry's case, it is whittled down throughout the years into quietness and insecureness. He had never been really one to talk to others since the early age of about four, and since then, usually kept to himself. He wasn't diagnosed with schizophrenia until fourteen, and before that he had been talking and making friends with people out of his own imagination. In the sad truth, he never really had friends. Those who were acquaintances with him had always said he was really "a nice guy", but most simply aren't compelled to get to know his sweet personality because he had simply been too quiet and uncharismatic to the outside world. A lot who didn't know him throughout his teen years had always been judgmental, whether they had seen him all alone and doing nothing with anyone else, called him "antisocial", or seeing him talk to the people he created out of his imagination when he didn't take his medication, called him a "freak show". Henry never bothered with shallow people like that, but with the little friends that he did manage to make late in high school, he was always insecure and nervous that they would never truly like him either. When he says his biggest fear is "being alone", he means that he's perfectly fine with being alone physically, but he worries most that in his mind, he is abandoned by those he calls his friends.
Around loved ones and friends, Henry is probably the sweetest soul on the face of the earth. He always puts others before himself, and tries to make them happy in every way possible. Unfortunately that means there are some who simply use him for their own benefits, which confirms his fear of never being liked by anyone.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ɪғ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴡᴀs ɴᴏᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟᴀɴᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴀʟʟ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

⊰ it's all in the past !

parents; Jean Louise Bassett ; Nicholas James Bassett
good memories; the beauty of his hometown
bad memories;loneliness, feeling unloved, feeling unwanted
pets; none
siblings; none

Though living in the town of Cheshire, England, can be a marvelous experience with the sightseeing, what goes on in the Bassett Manor is not particularly as fantastic as the town. The Bassett Manor was outrageously large and decorative. Stepping foot into the manor was about the same experience as if you'd looked into Jay Gatsby's home. Describing the entire manor would be nonsensical, so let's jut skip right on into the family life of the Bassetts. The family had a long line of practical royalty, and a very good reputation throughout Cheshire and beyond. But Jean Louise and Nicholas James Bassett were not exactly the most loving of parents. After they had dealt with Henry's shockingly horrifying event when he was born, they hardly paid any attention to him as soon as they realized his mental health was below average. Henry had never exactly asked for much attention in his life, but the fact that he received none whatsoever and was only allowed to go beyond the property line of the manor only on rare occasions drove him insane. Tragedy struck just after Henry's eighth birthday when his parent were both in a fatal car accident. Their will stated that Henry was to be raised by his lower middle-class uncle, who Henry thought was likeable, in the United States. Though Henry did grieve over his parents for a while afterwards despite having been not close to them, he adapted easily when moved into the United States and proceeded to live with his uncle until the age of 18, when he moved out on his own.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ᴛʜɪs ɪs ᴀ sᴏɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ sᴄʀɪʙʙʟᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ɴᴀᴍᴇ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴋᴇᴇᴘs ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

⊰ oh, sweet juliet !

crush; none
girlfriend; none
ex-girlfriends; none
type; none
kids; none

Being confined within the Bassett Manor for most of his life, Henry never really got to know a girl well enough to even ask her out on a date.

character © historical
face claim: hugh dancy
pictures © respectful owners.

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A baby boy was born on the first of April in the year of 1993. His mother was a seventeen year old girl and his father was six feet under. Six months into the pregnancy, the girl sadly decided to put her baby boy after naming him and knowing that he would be able to survive, knowing that she would rid her life of the remembrance of nineteen year old husband. When the boy was born she named him Westlie Alykxander Rose, was his first full name. She begged the adopting agency to let her stay and help with him until he was adopted, they allowed it knowing the pain she was going through. The girl watched for two full years her baby grow and she watched him leave her, tears streaming down both of their faces. After, the mother watched herself lose him she decided to get out of her old life and work for the adopting agency, which is where she still is today. At the age of two, Westlie A. Rose became Westlie A. Yarmouth. He then moved from Boston, Massachusetts to Long Beach, California. Which is where he would spend the rest of his childhood all the way to high school. Westlie spent his time being the good kid, as he grew up with his troublesome "brother" named Devin. When he was fourteen and old enough to understand his past and how he came to the Yarmouth's he was handed a letter which came with him from his biological mother. After reading the letter, Westlie's behaviour plummeted to where it seemed incurable. He freaked and hit an all time low. The only good thing that came out of that is the need to meet his biological mother one day. By the time he was sixteen,
he was caught by the police smoking a cigarette and possessing a weapon. The reason why he was caught by the police was he unknowingly assisted some people he considered friends in a robbery, by driving the car they were in. He was then sentenced with one year in juvenile detention, which all occured with his 'brother" Devin. After, his run in with the law he straightened himself out to where he was not considered the one to end up in jail for robbery or murder. He still lights a cigarette every now and then.
His brother Devin affected him as he grew up. They both spiraled to their all time low together. But, Westlie came out of his quicker, he had his music and sports to take the anger out. At the age of fifteen Westlie got his first intership at a recording studio. When he was eighteen, one day after work, he went into a recording room after putting in a blank CD, and played his favorite song on his guitar and sang along with the guitar. His boss walked in while he was singing aand was shocked. He's the one who got Westlie to the camp. His highschool coaches were already trying to get him to the camp for his skills on the fields and the sand. Everybody who was trying to get him here wrote a description of him, in hopes to help him along his way.

To whom this may concern;;
Westlie is a determined kid. He is one of the hardest working kids on our teams, hence the reason he is team captain. Plus, he was the only one with a ample amount of responsibility and interest for the record studio internship. His boss and coaches will now proceed to describe his personality: They find him to be slightly bipolar. He is quiet, and charming at some points. He likes to make people laugh and smile, so we consider him amusing and entertaining. he and his family seem to be close, which leads us to understand where he got his kindness and sense of friendship. We've in fact seen him with a girl, he is in fact protective of his girlfriends and likes to see them happy. So that means almost everybody at the camp is safe, as long as he isn't aggitated by any other guys.

Westlie is single, and straight, and although he's dated a few girls. He doesn't like to break hearts, but if a girl isn't his type, it just isn't happening. He likes funny, cute, and active girls. The girls who like to smile and laugh at his stupid jokes. He doesn't like extremely dramatic girls or preppy girls. He's into girls who don't mind getting dirty or breaking a nail. Because, he really doesn't like whiny or superficial girls. That's because his best relationship was serious and went on for three years and they had to break it off cause she moved to Munich, Germany. They still talk, they are in fact best friends.
→ touching base;;
name; Westlie Alykxander Yarmoth
nicknames; Wes, Alykx, Wessie, Wessie-Wes
gender; male, you can't check
age; twenty
birthday; first of april
birthplace; boston, massachusetts
ethnicity; caucasian
religion; roman catholic
→ the in-between;;
family; acacia, levy, devin, moma, paw
sexuality; straight
relationship status; single
fears; college, broken bones, loneliness, gorillas, certain people, certain places, certain foods
recent; University of Boston, playing baseball, soccer, swim, and studying music and marine life
other; can play the piano, violin, and guitar. knows CPR and plays baseball and soccer, and plays lacrosse.
© character; unlikely.
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[@ unlikely., i'm sorry but i'm afraid i can't accept you; the form's literacy seems a bit under the expectations. the history is very detailed but the personality section doesn't seem very long. i've also taken the liberty of looking through some of your other posts for different roleplays and i see quite a few posts with an average of three or so sentences. again, sorry.]

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[Wanderer.]

Pronounced: DAN-YELL Gender: Female Age: 20 Birthday: March 17th Place of Birth: New Jersey Role: Leader

Danielle Marie Smith has never been a quiet person. Since she spoke her first word at five months old, it's been impossible to keep her from talking for long. When she was young it was merely because she enjoyed the sound of her own voice, but as she got older it became less of Danielle wanting to speak and more of others asking her to. At some point when she hadn't been paying attention Dani had stopped being just another girl in the crowd and had begun being seen as a leader. There was a long time she resented the position; refused it with all her might. But somewhere along the line she came to terms with the role. There were worse places on the social ladder to be, right? But this wasn't exactly why she decided to embrace the type of person she was; though it is what she'll tell people who ask. In reality, when Dani had needed a leader, there was no-one to help get her out of hell, and as her dad had always said, "If you want change, don't wait for it. Cause it." Dani had always been one to cause change, so it was natural for her to step up to the plate.

Height:

5'3''

Weight:

120 lbs

Hair Colour:

Dark Red;
Naturally a
Mousey Brown

Eye Colour:

Light Hazel

Piercings:

Only her ears

Let's start by setting some things straight here. First of all, as Dani will happily inform you, a persons height does not control their ability to be a good leader, nor does being a female. Second, no her hair is not naturally a bright red and yes, she does die it because she dislikes her natural colour. Now the most common questions have hopefully been answered, we can continue. Danielle isn't a vain person- it doesn't matter to her how she looks- but she won't say that looks don't matter, no matter how much she wishes they didn't.

Danielle likes to think of herself as a little curvy, weighing in at about 120 pounds with only just over 5 feet of height to her name. Her face is rather long and oval-ish, with somewhat defined cheekbones and a snub nose. Almond shaped hazel eyes are nothing remarkable the way she sees it, and neither are her lips. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't at all self-conscious, but who isn't? If she were to describe herself in five words, she would probably use, "Short, but otherwise hopefully average."

Dani prefers not to think about her body type and things she can't alter and focuses on the other aspects of her appearance. Her hair is probably her favourite part of herself, and Danielle takes great pride in it. It is naturally curly, but Danielle usually refuses to leave without straightening it. She likes to keep her make-up light except for special occasions; usually a quick appliance of concealer, eyeliner, and mascara is enough to keep her going through the day.

Likes: Trying new things, Running, Funny People, Laughter, Campfires, Freedom
Dislikes/Fears: Crying, Solitude, Cats (allergic), Making mistakes, Thunderstorms, her Birthday

As previously stated, Dani isn't one to sit back quietly, she's quick to take charge of situations and has trouble biting back her opinions. She's often chastised for being headstrong and outspoken, but she can't help it. This isn't to say that Danielle doesn't take others opinions into consideration, she loves hearing suggestions from others, she simply can't hold her ideas inside her head. She's often criticized for being blunt- loyalty to her friends and herself keeps secrets safe, but otherwise why not share what knowledge she has? Danielle is also extremely observant. This may not sound upsetting, but if she notices something is wrong she has difficulty knowing how far to push people. She figures if something is wrong she can't help until she knows and can sometimes upset people more by pestering them for information, even though she has their best interests at heart.

These are Dani's most obvious negative traits, but we can't forget her more positive points. If you need a shoulder to cry on, or a weight you need to unload, Danielle rarely judges and stays open minded almost all the time except for when she's in a foul mood. She'll tell you exactly

what she thinks of a situation and will help you fix it to the best of her abilities simply because she feels that it's not an option not to try her hardest to help people. Dani also has a sense of humour and loves to laugh, though sometimes she finds it difficult to lighten up. It should also be noted that this young lady as an insatiable curiosity; if you ask a question and she doesn't know the answer, ask again half an hour later and she'll have found it.

Dani is a very kinetic learner- she likes the hands-on approach to life. Leave her with a torn apart engine and she'll be kept busy for hours trying to put it back together again, though she'll enjoy it far more with company. Danielle is a very social person. She can't stand being alone for long periods of time, she'll drive herself nuts on her own. When Dani is at home alone she'll talk to herself or blast music to rid the house of that awful silence. It helps that Danielle is very charismatic; there's something about her that tends to make talking to her easy. Most of the time at least. She's good at wording her thoughts to help people see things the way she does and also very good at stopping fights and making suggestions that more or less please everyone.

Fears can say a lot about people; at least, Dani's do. She's terrified of messing up, though this is a risk any leader lives with every day. Danielle can't handle guilt- it slowly crushes her, bit by bit until she can no longer breathe. The last time she felt true, strong guilt was when she was fifteen, and after three months she was forced to go into therapy for two years before considered healthy. Ever since she's been so careful about making decisions that effect others that she can sometimes seem overly protective of her friends, but she only wants the best for them.

Danielle was born in New Jersey on the seventeenth of March, 1993 to Linda and Theodore Smith; she was their second child with an older sister, Lynn. They were the perfect little family. Well, until things started to go wrong. When did this happen? Well, no one is completely certain; maybe they'd always been slightly broken and simply never noticed the cracks around the edges of their pristine picture until suddenly it shattered. Dani just couldn't understand what was happening. Divorce? To a six year old girl the word means next to nothing. Why couldn't mommy and daddy live together anymore? They said they weren't happy anymore together, but they seemed more sad when they were apart. Suddenly she and Lynn were passed from house to house week after week until the routine was almost normal. Even when her mother remarried and Nelson and Leonard were added into the picture, nothing really changed except their disfigured little family simply became a bit bigger, and mom seemed happier.

Family:

Linda McIntire|Mother|48

Theodore Smith|Father|46

(Deceased)

Nelson McIntire|Step-Father|47

Leonard McIntire|Step-Brother|15

Lynn Smith|Sister|23

(Deceased)

This life continued until Dani's fifteenth birthday. She'd wanted to have all her friends over, but her mother insisted on a big family dinner. Lynn had been at a friend's house so her father would pick her and Leo (who was at soccer practice) up and drive them over while Danielle and her mother got everything ready. Or, that was the plan. Four hours after they were scheduled to arrive, Danielle and Linda were worried. They were getting ready to leave on a search for the missing family members when the phone rang. Nelson answered, but he quickly shoved it into Linda's hands and held it up for her when she couldn't anymore. When Dani demanded to know what was going on, she quickly wished she hadn't. "Car crash." She'd never forget the dead look in her mother's eyes that refused to leave as Nelson got the car ready to go to the hospital.

But it didn't matter how quickly they tried to get there, Lynn and Theodore were gone. Only Leo had survived, and he had been crippled to the point that he would never walk again. Dani never thought she would be able to escape the pit of despair that she'd fallen into, and maybe she wouldn't have if Leo hadn't needed her. Only ten years old and stuck in a wheelchair, his life was in the same place as hers- barely hanging on. With her mother drowning in grief and Nelson trying to keep her afloat, there was no-one left to help the children who remained. Dani took up the job of trying to keep his life as normal as she possibly could. She took him to the arcade, convinced him to join sports, and she never missed a game. As Leo's emotional wounds began to heal, so did hers though permanent scars were left behind.

No-one objected when Linda suddenly decided to move. It seemed like the best thing for all of them. At Dani's new school, she was no longer just another wolf in the pack, she became an alpha. After months and months of pulling her family from the wreck of grief they had been, she simply couldn't go back to who she had been.

Now Danielle is a strong young lady and ready to kick start her life and to try and rid herself of her past.
Good luck.

[enigma.]

ᴄᴏʀʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛʜᴇᴡs
➹"he's climbing the mountains high."
⇠ ⇡ ⇢
"he brings out the animal in its cage."➷

Ｒｉｓｉｎ' ｕｐ, ｂａｃｋ ｏｎ

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ｔｏｏｋ ｍｙ ｃｈａｎｃｅｓ. Ｗｅｎｔ

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ｏｎ ｍｙ ｆｅｅｔ. Ｊｕｓｔ ａ ｍａｎ ａｎｄ

ｈｉｓ ｗｉｌｌ ｔｏ ｓｕｒｖｉｖｅ

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Ｉｔ'ｓ ｔｈｅ ｅｙｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｔｉｇｅｒ,

ｉｔ'ｓ ｔｈｅ ｔｈｒｉｌｌ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ

ｆｉｇｈｔ. Ｒｉｓｉｎ' ｕｐ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ

ｃｈａｌｌｅｎｇｅ ｏｆ ｏｕｒ ｒｉｖａｌ.

Ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｌａｓｔ ｋｎｏｗｎ

ｓｕｒｖｉｖｏｒ ｓｔａｌｋｓ ｈｉｓ ｐｒｅｙ

ｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｎｉｇｈｔ. Ａｎｄ ｈｅ'ｓ

ｗａｔｃｈｉｎ' ｕｓ ａｌｌ ｗｉｔｈ ｔｈｅ

ｅｙｅ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｔｉｇｅｒ

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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬“ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴀɴɪᴍᴀʟ”▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

name;; cory blake matthews
nicknames;; teddy
age;; twenty
gender;; male
stereotype;; clown
nationality;; american / italian

"Hello there. Nice to meet you! I'm afraid we'll have to hurry through this, I've got adventures to find! They call me Cory, well that's my first name actually. My full name is Cory Blake Matthews, I've got three first names! Well more or less, take away an s and then you've got it. Anyways, I don't have any nicknames. Well, there's one I'd rather not think about. It's a little embarrassing, it's Bear. It came from my home who used to call me her "sweet little honey bear" and eventually the bear part-and only the bear part-stuck. For those who I'm close to they may know the whole little nickname and use it against me sometimes. I hate it to be honest. But anyways, we need to move along, we're wasting time talking about nicknames. I'm currently twenty, I became of legal age a few months ago. Or weeks, I'm not sure. What's the date? Oh who cares anyways, we don't need to focus on dates and the like. Well, I'm obviously a male, if you couldn't tell? Are you blind? No, seriously, are you? I suppose you're deaf too, my voice doesn't sound like a girl's. Does it? Well we don't need to focus, if you're deaf and blind this won't really matter to you. Most people label me as the "adventurer" of every group. I guess it's true, I've always been one to test the limits of where I could go. From time to time I've found trouble by doing so but not always. Sometimes it actually works out for me. Surprising right? I thought so. Well, I'm half-American and half-Italian. My dad was from America but was this big around the world type of guy and met me mom in Italy. That will be explained later on so don't worry."

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬“ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴇᴇ”▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

hair;; dark brown, short
eyes;; dark green
skin;; light tan
height;; 5'11
weight;; 164 lbs
piercings;; left ear
tattoos;; none
scars;; leg

"Well, I guess you'r blind then, we'll go with that. Why describe myself otherwise? Is it so you can know how I view myself? Whether or not I have low self-esteem, normal, or high? Is that it? Well I can't think of another reason, it seems to be the only reasonable one to me. Personally I don't think I'm that bad. Not the most handsome but I don't think I'm the ugliest either, more in between I suppose. Anyways, let's get rolling then. I'm kind of tall, average? I don't know, what's the average height for guys? Okay, no more questions. I'm about 5'11, give or take. Let's see, I'm like 164 pounds, again, give or take. I don't really focus on weighing myself, like ever. I wouldn't be surprised if I was more, I eat a lot. I can't help the fact that I like food. I mean it's food, who cares? Actually, I think I want food now. No? I have to finish, okay then. Rude. I'll get it later then, you're not invited. Due to my mom's Italian blood I've got tan skin, lighter then a full Italian but I still have it. I've got light green eyes and dark hair. Food now. Are you serious? More? I hate all of you. My skin is pretty clean, I don't have any tattoos and very few scars. I have one on my left leg from when I tumbled down a hill and received a gash on my leg from a stick that was in the ground. Adventures right? My mom wasn't happy about it, and she wasn't happy that I got my left ear pierced either. I think I did it because of a dare. She would probably know, she never let it go. Still talks about it sometimes. I have a, what is it called again.. Oh! A strong jaw line, that's it, I think. Anyways, yeah I do. It's mostly covered by a little bit of stubble since I forget to shave a lot. Not my fault there are better things to do. I have a small nose, or so I've been told. It's not very big on my face, kind of small. But I have heard people joke that my lips were big enough to make up for it. I don't get it. My hair is normally kind of spike up in the front, it's naturalish though. There's only a little gel involved. I don't like dressing fancy, I like shorts and t-shirts and that's about it. I'm done, food."

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬“ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ”▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

good traits;; adventurous, hard-working,
joker
bad traits;; pushy, sarcastic
likes;; sleeping, food, baseball,
exploring, hiking
dislikes;; giving up, laziness,
whining
fears;; ferris wheels,
falling to his death
diseases;; none

"Oh boy, here comes the fun part. Isn't enough for me to explain how I look you want to know how I act too? And I have to describe it? No, I will not put my cookies down for this section, you have to tough it out now. So, I've always been the adventurous type. I love going places and testing the boundaries of where I can go. It's fun to find something new in a place you've never been. One day I'd like to do what my dad did and go around the world, seeing exotic places, meeting new people, and most of all discovering unseen places. I guess I'm a bit hard-working too. I've never been one to give up easily even when I should. Like trying to climb a tree when I was too young and falling and breaking my arm. That was probably one of those times where I should have given up and try again another time. I failed that part. I like working though, it gives me something to do and keeps me moving. It isn't that good when I stop moving, I just start to bounce in place. So I've never been one to keep inside for long, I'm always outside. I'm also a bit of a joker. I don't like seeing anyone sad. I love to pull pranks even if they end up turning bad sometimes. It's never stopped me before. I've tried to avoid going to far with my jokes, but the thing is sometimes I have gone too far. I always try to apologize and make up for it by being nice and making goodish brownies, not much of a baker but I can cook. I may seem great, but not so much. I'm kind of pushy, like it a door says to open slowly I'll be the one rushing through with it. I always like things to go my own way, this isn't that bad though. I always try to make sure and take other people into consideration, the thing is I don't notice when I do it. So most of the time I tell people to tell me when I'm being pushy and I'll stop. Not to mention when someone is thinking about giving up, I become especially pushy then. I don't like to see people fail or give up so I'm always trying to push them further the same as I seem to push myself further. I can also be kind of sarcastic. It isn't like it's everywhere all the time, but it shows. The good part is I have to be mad to be sarcastic and I don't always get mad. It takes a special type of person to push my buttons enough for me to become mad, so I guess it's good.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬“ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ”▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

hometown;; palermo, italy
birthday;; may 21
father;; james cory matthews
mother;; caterina oria ricci
step-mother;; none
step-father;; none
brother;; franscesco james matthews
sister;; none

"Well, before I tell you my history you need to know how my parents met. My dad was the sort of guy who liked to go around the world, seeing new places and exploring. Well, one time he heads to Italy's Sicily region and ends up in Palermo after he gets lost. There he meets my mom, and it's that sort of summer love thing. It was kind of a weird love though, my dad actually loved her and she fell in love with the American who was fascinating. Well, my dad ended up loving her so much he moved to Palermo to be with her and six months into their relationship they were married. My mom's dad gave my dad a job at their restaurant and soon enough my parents had their own place. Which was good because my mom was three months pregnant with me. I was born on May 20th in Palermo. My time there was spent in a family neighborhood getting along with the other kids. Now, my name is more American. My mom was so fascinated with America she wanted me to have an American name, so there it is. When I was about seven my mom had my little brother Franscesco and we were forced to move to a new house in order to have enough room. It was a little rockier there since my parents no longer worked in my grandparent's restaurant but we got along. When I was 12 my dad became home sick and my mother still fascinated by America. So off we went, the half-Italian, half-American family off. When we got there we lived in a nice neighborhood but things were still rocky. My English wasn't the best so I couldn't speak it too well. I was bullied a bit for it but when others discovered my happy and jokester personality I was accepted. From then on life's being pretty nice, and I've learned to speak English more or less fluently, I still miss a few words since I only ever really spoke English at school, and with friends. With family it's all Italian and Sicilian languages-we had to learn to speak both. But even now I remain a bit rocky on the whole English terms and stuff. Complicated place you know.

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬“ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴅᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴠᴇ”▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬

orientation;; heterosexual
crush;; none
girlfriend;; none
exes;; some
best friend;; none

"Here comes the last part, and I'm all out of food so that's good. I'll need more soon. Well, I have quite a few friends, a lot actually. Don't know why or how but I've come across them. I like them, they're certainly interesting people. I don't really consider anyone my best friend, everyone's an equal friend in my book. Anyways, I'm heterosexual, straight, whatever you want to call it. Are there other names? Do they have others? Anyways, so yes, I like girls only. Sorry guys, just never had a thing for you though. I don't currently have a girlfriend and I'm fine with that. I have had ones in the past though, so now their exes. I don't know how many, not that many I imagine. Only been in America for 6 years anyways.

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