Post by sweartoshakeitup on Feb 23, 2009 5:06:04 GMT 10
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lighthearted||dependable||lovable
Name: Linden Elliot Ross
Nickname(s): Elliot, El, call him anything but Linden and he'll love you.
Major: Writing
Age: 19
Grade: Sophomore
Birthdate: November 1st
Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Palo Alto, California
`Appearance ,,
This is kind of a hard question to answer for me. As long as you aren't a stalker or anything, I'll tell you everything. No, wait, I'll tell you everything anyway. My hair color is probably the only thing about it that stays the same. The style and length is differing every couple of weeks. It's jet black and pretty much always straight, and the length is usually to my ears or above. I'm not really tall for a guy, maybe 5'11-ish. And I'm definitely not disgustingly ripped or anything. I can't exactly call myself thin or underweight, either, so we'll just stick with average size and pretty muscled. The rest of my family was blessed with sharp, beautiful green eyes and I got stuck with dull old brown. Don't expect much from my eyes, even though I love them all the same.
I do wear glasses sometimes, but I do have contacts which I wear a lot. My glasses don't bother me, as such. They're fragile and annoying and unnecessary, though, so I try to wear contacts as much as possible. I guess you could say I have 'style'. I don't really think much about what I wear, though. Jeans, sweatshirt, whatever I find that looks half-decent works for me. I think that feeling good is more important than looking good, but looking good definitely counts. When something even half-important comes up, I guess I'd wear something better.
This is kind of a hard question to answer for me. As long as you aren't a stalker or anything, I'll tell you everything. No, wait, I'll tell you everything anyway. My hair color is probably the only thing about it that stays the same. The style and length is differing every couple of weeks. It's jet black and pretty much always straight, and the length is usually to my ears or above. I'm not really tall for a guy, maybe 5'11-ish. And I'm definitely not disgustingly ripped or anything. I can't exactly call myself thin or underweight, either, so we'll just stick with average size and pretty muscled. The rest of my family was blessed with sharp, beautiful green eyes and I got stuck with dull old brown. Don't expect much from my eyes, even though I love them all the same.
I do wear glasses sometimes, but I do have contacts which I wear a lot. My glasses don't bother me, as such. They're fragile and annoying and unnecessary, though, so I try to wear contacts as much as possible. I guess you could say I have 'style'. I don't really think much about what I wear, though. Jeans, sweatshirt, whatever I find that looks half-decent works for me. I think that feeling good is more important than looking good, but looking good definitely counts. When something even half-important comes up, I guess I'd wear something better.
Best Feature: I love my eyes, even though most people see them as plain and boring brown. One shift of the eyes and my whole expression can change.
Worst Feature: My height is kind of annoying to me. I know I'm not short, but I'm really not that tall either, and most of my guy friends are taller than I am. It makes me feel really small. I know, childish me, and I'm really not that tiny. But still. [/size]
`Personality ,,
&bull LIGHTHEARTED I really don't worry over much. I like to keep things light and fun, and when it comes time to study and whatnot I doesn't stress too much. If you need someone to lift your spirits or just someone to cheer you up in your hours of darkness, you can always count on me. I (usually) know how to make you happy. Just ask my long-time childhood friend, Brookelle Reed. She would always come to me for... 'de-stressing', as we called it. Besides that, I just don't get sad or depressed very easily, and it takes a lot to flare my temper.
&bull DEPENDABLE If you really need me, if you need anything from me, I'll be there and I'll do anything I can for you. I like to help people, and I like to make sure that all my friends know that they can depend upon me. It's not like I go out of my way or anything, it just feels good to be trusted and depended on. Besides that, you can know that I'll keep all your secrets safe and sound with me.
&bull LOVABLE Does it even take much to explain this one? Ever since I was little, people just find something about me so cute and lovable, and now (hopefully they don't think of me as 'cute') just plain lovable. I'm social and outgoing and warm up to people easily, so almost everyone I know who ISN'T my enemy is an acquaintance or a friend even. I'm not conceited or anything, but I'm a lot like a little puppy, so it's kind of hard not to like me. Or so I've heard.
&bull LIGHTHEARTED I really don't worry over much. I like to keep things light and fun, and when it comes time to study and whatnot I doesn't stress too much. If you need someone to lift your spirits or just someone to cheer you up in your hours of darkness, you can always count on me. I (usually) know how to make you happy. Just ask my long-time childhood friend, Brookelle Reed. She would always come to me for... 'de-stressing', as we called it. Besides that, I just don't get sad or depressed very easily, and it takes a lot to flare my temper.
&bull DEPENDABLE If you really need me, if you need anything from me, I'll be there and I'll do anything I can for you. I like to help people, and I like to make sure that all my friends know that they can depend upon me. It's not like I go out of my way or anything, it just feels good to be trusted and depended on. Besides that, you can know that I'll keep all your secrets safe and sound with me.
&bull LOVABLE Does it even take much to explain this one? Ever since I was little, people just find something about me so cute and lovable, and now (hopefully they don't think of me as 'cute') just plain lovable. I'm social and outgoing and warm up to people easily, so almost everyone I know who ISN'T my enemy is an acquaintance or a friend even. I'm not conceited or anything, but I'm a lot like a little puppy, so it's kind of hard not to like me. Or so I've heard.
Likes:
-Swimming
-Running
-Writing, literature, all that jazz
-Playing guitar. All sorts of guitar. Music was his 'backup'.
-Strawberries. They're just so good.
-The beach
-Autumn
-All of his friends, whom he absolutely loves to death.
-Laughing. Yeah, it seems really cheesy, but it's a good feeling.
_Gummi worms.
Dislikes:
-Rappers. Ugh.
-Grape-flavored Popsicles.
-Root beer.
-Really big jellybeans. The normal ones are fine.
-Mint chocolate.
-Bluegrass
-Squidward from Spongebob Squarepants. Come on, Squid, lighten up.
-Bubble-gum flavored gum. Yeah, weird, he knows.
-Earthworms
-Electronic Monopoly
Positive Traits:
Affectionate-- I've been told that I can be very affectionate for a guy. I love to hug people. Really, I do: it's fun, and it shows real friendship. It's not the normal thing for a guy to do, I know, but who really cares about those things?
Charming--Okay, I might not seem like it at first, but once I takes interest in someone I d try and draw them in. It wasn't something I was born with, but I can be very charming if I try.
Studious-- I really care about giving effort into all I do. Once I set my mind to something, I really do follow through and complete everything to do with it. Whenever I put my mind to something, you can expect it to be done: and done fully with effort and care.
Negative Traits:
Jealous-- Yes, I am fully the jealous type. Don't expect anything wild or drastic from me, though. I'm not crazily envious, but if my girl is flirting with another guy, or the other way around, I would take action.
Happy-go-lucky-- This does count as a bad thing, though some people might not see it as such. I often get into bad situations because I don't fully think things through before I actually do them. It's more fun to take action than to stand around doing nothing, right?
Shameless-- Again, this counts as as a bad thing. You can do whatever you want to humiliate me, and if it's a bad thing that I've done, I still won't feel ashamed. I feel terrible for it later, but of course I won't show it.
Greatest Ambition: Of course my greatest ambition is probably to have a novel of mine published. It'll probably take awhile to happen, but if it does it'll be the greatest day of my life. I've been working really hard, ever since I was little, on this dream of mine. Other than that, I want to get married. And have a nice wedding, not a modern, weird one, with the girl that I love. And just settle down.
Greatest Fear: All this affection I pour out to others might come back to get me one day. I mean, someone very well could be taking advantage of me this very moment, and I just don't know it, but what if something happens in a big way? [/size]
`History ,,
Well, there isn't really a big sob story to Linden's upbringing. He wasn't abused by his stepfather, his sister didn't die in a tragic accident and send life spiraling out of control, and no, his parents were not divorced with separate lives and families. Shocker, huh? It wasn't a big drama of a life. His parents are both lawyers, so he did not get to spend a lot of time with them during the day. But they were a family. They went on vacations, family trips, threw parties, and all of that jazz. And they were all outgoing, fun, crazy people, so the joyous atmosphere was constantly one that Linden spent time in.
Well, his writing career all started one day when his older sister Giselle wrote him a poem. He found it uncanny how every other line rhymed, and wrote on of his own back to her. She taught him all about rhyming, structure, and everything there was to know about poetry. Eventually, he got tired of poetry and wanted to move on. His 2nd grade crush was reading a short story in class one day and looked terrifically jovial, so he asked his sister about short stories, and she taught him how to write in prose, and literally, too. He wasn't the best, and it was tricky, but he wrote the girl a short story. She was as smitten as could be--for a day, at least--, and he was certain that he would continue, or at least try to continue to do well in writing.
Well, there isn't really a big sob story to Linden's upbringing. He wasn't abused by his stepfather, his sister didn't die in a tragic accident and send life spiraling out of control, and no, his parents were not divorced with separate lives and families. Shocker, huh? It wasn't a big drama of a life. His parents are both lawyers, so he did not get to spend a lot of time with them during the day. But they were a family. They went on vacations, family trips, threw parties, and all of that jazz. And they were all outgoing, fun, crazy people, so the joyous atmosphere was constantly one that Linden spent time in.
Well, his writing career all started one day when his older sister Giselle wrote him a poem. He found it uncanny how every other line rhymed, and wrote on of his own back to her. She taught him all about rhyming, structure, and everything there was to know about poetry. Eventually, he got tired of poetry and wanted to move on. His 2nd grade crush was reading a short story in class one day and looked terrifically jovial, so he asked his sister about short stories, and she taught him how to write in prose, and literally, too. He wasn't the best, and it was tricky, but he wrote the girl a short story. She was as smitten as could be--for a day, at least--, and he was certain that he would continue, or at least try to continue to do well in writing.
Best Memory: On my eighth birthday, I got all of this useless stuff for my birthday. Not very fun. After my big party and all, my father came out looking very happy and proud, like he knew a huge secret that I didn't. And of course that irritated me: I wanted to be let in on it! So anyway, he revealed this big fancily wrapped present. When I opened it, it was this small but beautiful diary. At this point, I was thinking my dad had gone insane: I was a guy. Diaries were not my thing. But to satisfy him, I opened it and saw all these poems inside. It wasn't a diary, it was a book of poetry, and it was the most magnificent thing I had ever owned. I thanked my father for weeks and weeks after, and I still can't thank him enough for the gift that got me started. I knew from that day on, "This is it. This is what I want to do. I want to write."
Worst Memory: Okay, well in grade 6, I carried the poetry book with me to school one day. I didn't mean to, but I wanted to show one of my friends. A couple of the poems were kind of girly, and you know how boys can be sometimes. Some weird 'tough' kids knocked my backpack off of me and it fell out, and of course I was the laughingstock of... well, not school, but their group. And tormented for at least a week, before someone even more humiliating came along and pushed me out of place. It was not a good grade, and I left that book at home from then on.
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`Writing Skill ,,
You know I'm amazing at RP.
[/size][/center]You know I'm amazing at RP.
`Behind The Character ,,
Name: ASHHH!
Age: You know my age, come on. I'm like... 15. I think.
Role-playing experience: 3-4 years? I think.
How you found us: The oh-so-lovely Nic.
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