Name: Zachary Padgett. Pleased to meet you.
Nickname: Everyone calls me Zach, so I would appreciate it if you did the same.
Age: 19 years old, thank you very much.
Accent: Scottish, heavier with strong emotions.
Looks: I'm tall at 6'4, but I'm also muscular. I'm not bragging, I swear. Well, maybe a little, but its all fact. I weigh 237 lbs and most of that's muscle. It's not my fault. I come from a long line of Scottish Highlanders. My hair's black and straight and its a shag. When I take the time to flip it back out of my face, you can see that my eyes are actually blue. Well, sometimes. They like to change color, you see. Sometimes they're blue, sometimes gray, or even green. It all depends on my emotions. My eyes are like a built in mood ring. Blue is normal, laid back, happy even. Gray is when I'm depressed, upset, or worried. My eyes only turn green when I'm pissed off, like, really pissed off. And when I'm feeling conflicted, they mix. The effect is really neat, actually, all the colors swirling around together.
Best feature: Um I'm good with kids.
Flaw: My temper.
Personality: I love to have fun, which usually involves illegal or illicit activities in my case. I love to flirt, which doesn't always work out in my favor, but hey, it's fun, and that's the point of most things I do. I have a high ambition. When I want something, I make it happen. For the most part. Take my car for example. I wanted a 1967 midnight black Chevy Impala with a 350 engine, and I worked my *ss off at a farm that my Da's boss owns for two years to get it, and I'm still working my *ss off to get better parts so she runs better. That car is most of my life now. Besides that its school, parties, girls, food, sleep, and more school. I also wanna go to college so that I can make some decent money and get a good job and all that. And I want a hot wife and adorable kids. That's another thing: I'm really good with kids. They love me and I love them. I'm the one all my parents friends call to babysit instead of the head cheerleader or whatever stereotype you choose. I believe in being versatile. Yes, I'm smart and know big words. I get straight A's in school, even though I don't study because everything I see and hear just kind of sticks. Ma says ice got the memory of an elephant. I'm still not sure how I feel about being compared to an animal that's gray, wrinkly, and 300 times my weight, even after 17 years of the analogy.
History: Nothing special really. I mean, I'm from Scotland, but no tragic stories, no huge fights between Ma and Da. Wow. My life is so boring. Well, I guess I'll get into the surface stuff, since there's not really anything interesting down deep. Oh, wait, there is one thing that I try not to think about. I had a nasty breakup with one of my exes. We dated for two years, and then I found out she'd been cheating in me for months with one of my best friends. Ex best friends. He knocked her up, she left town, and nobody's heard from her since. I say good riddance to bad rubbish.
Biggest fear: Losing those I'm close to. And heights.
Scars: nothing really prominent. One on my hand from where a dog bit me when I was little.
Piercings: Yeah, I've got snake bites. Cool, right?
Tattoos: Mhmm, a Celtic knot on my shoulder. You know, Scottish.

Special jewelry/heirlooms: Och, yeah. Our family was given to me since I don't have any siblings.
Pets: I have a black cat named Batman. Because I love my cat. Seriously. I freaking love him.
Likes: snow, school, money, flirting, apple cider, reading, mythology, kids, most animals
Dislikes: idiots, boring people, cheaters, extreme heat, goats
Sexuality: Bisexual. Woot woot, I'm open for anyone!
Crush: Impress me.
Girlfriend/boyfriend: Not yet. Maybe soon.
Married to: Um, no.
Kids: Like 'em, don't want 'em yet. Plus, I know how to prevent that. Duh.
Other: Um... Yeah, I have a habit of biting/chewing on my bottom lip when I'm worried or thinking.[/size][/center]