Post by trent andrew shearer . on Jul 13, 2009 2:59:57 GMT 10
[/size]trent andrew shearer!
laidback immature loyal
Name: trent andrew shearer
Nickname(s): tre' , drew
Degree: art
Major: technical theatre
Minor: editing and publishing
Age: twenty
Grade: junior
Birthdate: seventh of july
Orientation: straight
Location: liverpool, england
`Appearance !
Trent is quite like many other boys around him. He
was a general height but always stood taller than the
other boys. His skinny body just compliments his height
perfectly. He has one of his ears pierced, the left one to
be exact although he doesn't wear an earring much. He
has a scar on his upper arm which he had got before leaving
a noticeable red line but nothing more now. On his other
upper arm stands a ring of fire tattooed around his arm close
to his shoulder. Although he doesn't work out much, to be
truthful he doesn't work out at all but he has muscles adorning
his arm and his chest making him look as if he was an
enthusiastic athlete.
His hair usually stands out in the crowd and makes him
look like a scene boy although he is not. His face looks
like a mixture of italian and english and he walks with his
hands in his pocket mostly. He almost wears his sweater
and jeans everywhere he goes. trent walks with a bend
slightly forward while he walks and he almost bends forty
degrees when running and swings his arms quite furiously.
He needs to wear glasses when reading but recently he
got a pair of contact lenses. Although his eyes were gray
with a hint of blue now they are both a sea blue color.
Trent is quite like many other boys around him. He
was a general height but always stood taller than the
other boys. His skinny body just compliments his height
perfectly. He has one of his ears pierced, the left one to
be exact although he doesn't wear an earring much. He
has a scar on his upper arm which he had got before leaving
a noticeable red line but nothing more now. On his other
upper arm stands a ring of fire tattooed around his arm close
to his shoulder. Although he doesn't work out much, to be
truthful he doesn't work out at all but he has muscles adorning
his arm and his chest making him look as if he was an
enthusiastic athlete.
His hair usually stands out in the crowd and makes him
look like a scene boy although he is not. His face looks
like a mixture of italian and english and he walks with his
hands in his pocket mostly. He almost wears his sweater
and jeans everywhere he goes. trent walks with a bend
slightly forward while he walks and he almost bends forty
degrees when running and swings his arms quite furiously.
He needs to wear glasses when reading but recently he
got a pair of contact lenses. Although his eyes were gray
with a hint of blue now they are both a sea blue color.
Best Feature: ' Well, i'll never be the one to brag but i'm quite fond of my hair. I had this friend who dropped out of school quite early to become a hairdresser, which was weird but he wasn't half bad. After he convinced he to do so i let him do my hair and it turned out great even though i never told him because i know he would get all in my face. It's quite easy to take care of, i know how to do it now by myself too. overall i am pretty happy with the way i look. And frankly i don't give a rats arse what people think about how i look. '
Worst Feature: ' I guess the thing i hate most if i had to pick would be my ear, it poked up like a damn elf ear. people don't notice it much because of my hair which covers up most of my ear. Not that i'm hiding it, but i guess that it is just a coincidence. And if had to pick a second it would be my nose, i think it's just too pointy. I am beginning to think im and elf come to this world for a purpose or an angry teenager complaining about himself. As i said before i think i am quite capable of dealing with my out-of-the normal features. '
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`Personality !
' laidback
You cannot find a guy who care less than trent, at least if
you don't know him. Since he was young he was always a
lazy little boy instead of running around in the park opted to
lay down on the slides looking at the cloud. He sometimes
might pass off the biggest party of the year because he
needed to catch a few extra winks. He's not only the lazy
kind of laidback but if he's not home he would be having a
coffee with friends chatting about a game or talking about
a project. He is a weird type. He likes to watch sports on
the television but it never occurs to him to go do something.
It can be pretty hard for him to get something done for you
if you don't do something to him.
' immature
Although he might be a lazy sloth. He could never pass
the chance to do a joke on somebody. Some say he's
immature, some say he's not. Trent calls in fun. Whether
it be slipping a whooping cushion or a laxative in the teacher
morning coffee its still the same for him. Trent uses a pretty
weird approach to talking to women when he does most of
the time hurting some in the process. It takes awhile for him
to think about apologizing and stuff even though he might
feel really bad. Even though he might be twenty now hes still
a kid inside despite the hopes of many adults. Trent knows
he needs to grow up but he's still kind of stuck in between.
' loyal
This is one thing he totally is. Even though his heart is like
an thirteen year old his mind is like an eighty year old man.
He feels sorry after every bad thing he does, but never gets
the courage to work up and talk to them again for awhile.
He would do anything for a friend. From a romantic perspective
it was greater he was like a parasite. Not in an controlling
way, he always listened and cared what other people would
say. He took a train for a day to meet his girlfriend when he
was younger to find out that she didn't even care about him
anymore, nowadays he's always more careful when he meets
the opposite gender because he is a person who develops crushes
really easily. Overall Trent is a guy made up of contrasts leading
to a weird personality and a quirky attitude.
' laidback
You cannot find a guy who care less than trent, at least if
you don't know him. Since he was young he was always a
lazy little boy instead of running around in the park opted to
lay down on the slides looking at the cloud. He sometimes
might pass off the biggest party of the year because he
needed to catch a few extra winks. He's not only the lazy
kind of laidback but if he's not home he would be having a
coffee with friends chatting about a game or talking about
a project. He is a weird type. He likes to watch sports on
the television but it never occurs to him to go do something.
It can be pretty hard for him to get something done for you
if you don't do something to him.
' immature
Although he might be a lazy sloth. He could never pass
the chance to do a joke on somebody. Some say he's
immature, some say he's not. Trent calls in fun. Whether
it be slipping a whooping cushion or a laxative in the teacher
morning coffee its still the same for him. Trent uses a pretty
weird approach to talking to women when he does most of
the time hurting some in the process. It takes awhile for him
to think about apologizing and stuff even though he might
feel really bad. Even though he might be twenty now hes still
a kid inside despite the hopes of many adults. Trent knows
he needs to grow up but he's still kind of stuck in between.
' loyal
This is one thing he totally is. Even though his heart is like
an thirteen year old his mind is like an eighty year old man.
He feels sorry after every bad thing he does, but never gets
the courage to work up and talk to them again for awhile.
He would do anything for a friend. From a romantic perspective
it was greater he was like a parasite. Not in an controlling
way, he always listened and cared what other people would
say. He took a train for a day to meet his girlfriend when he
was younger to find out that she didn't even care about him
anymore, nowadays he's always more careful when he meets
the opposite gender because he is a person who develops crushes
really easily. Overall Trent is a guy made up of contrasts leading
to a weird personality and a quirky attitude.
Likes:
- friends
- music
- electronic
- soccer
- photography
- practical jokes
- being alone
- italian food
- art
Dislikes:
- insects
- egoistic people
- gossip
- sickness
- being wrong
- jocks
- shopping
- getting too much attention
- studying
Positive Traits:
' contentment - Unlike many people Trent is somehow thankful for what he have achieved in his life. Going into a college in America was actually good enough for him. He is happy with his life and knows anything better is just a bonus for him. Although he wouldn't mind making a few extra quick bucks...
' forgiveness - He can't stay angry at someone for longer than a day. His heart always makes him feel guilty as hell and he would be even scared to go to most people. So as if happens he doesn't get pissed at other people who jerk him around either. He's pretty understanding even though it might not be seen on the outside.
' patience - It's not really a surprise that he can stay patient considering how lazy he is. He might occupy an whole hour trying out how to make a snake figure with his hand when the light goes off and when you use a torch. He had been stood up quite a few times too so this was actually not so hard for him to wait alone anywhere.
Negative Traits:
' wasteful - It isnt' a surprise that he doesn't complain that he doesn't have enough coke for him in his room, Trent probably spend it all up putting mentos in it or chugging it with some friends. He's pretty picky when picking anything, for example if a paper he picked up has a small ink stain on it and he threw it away just for shits and giggles.
' messy - Trent with no surprise and like any other guy out there is messy. His room is the same, at least the part where he had his stuff. Whats the point of folding clothes when you can just shove them in for extra space? Well thats the kind of mentality that Trent has and it works for him so he doesn't bother much. Unlike his messy habits he himself is a very clean-freak to his body and showers at least twice a day.
' insecure - Even though he pretends to be the happiest guy in the world hopping around joking around and laughing, inside he is not really that joyful. He is always worried about stuff. One reason why he has trouble asking girls out because he is scared that it would just put them in a difficult situation and hold it in. He has a lot of emotions bottled up but luckily he has pretty good self control in him.
Greatest Ambition: Unlike many other guys, like people who want money or want to get laid in an octavious-some. Trent wants to make a difference in someone's life. He wants to help someone get up back in life. Maybe start his own charity, or something like that. He just wants to make a difference to the world, if not at least to one individual.
Greatest Fear: Call him sensitive or weird, but his greatest fear is losing someone he loves. Sometimes he have nightmares where you can see his future self with a house, married and with kids then suddenly the love of his life dies. He would wake up in the middle of the night freaked out and would have trouble sleeping again. More of the fear was about losing important things.
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`History !
His story of life and death is no epic saga although there are some parts fit for one, no more like fit for a diary of an eighteen year old. Trent Andrew Shearer was born in the town of Liverpool in England. He wasn't exactly a planned birth since it was when both of his parents were at the heights of their careers. His mom and architect his father a businessman it was pretty free growing up. He spent most of his time with his granndmother who developed a great bond with her. He spent most of his time on the computer and learned a great deal of it. As always Trent developed a crush on a girl, her eyes glowed like the moon and her body was like an angel or that her boobs were really big, whatever the cause was he was in love.
He learned she liked music so he tryed out for a band. Failing more times then countable he finally gave up on everything, joining this dissapointment his grandmother passed away from cancer. He knew it was going to happen sometime. But he was struck hard. He wasted his tiem alone for many days just in his room, he went through a quick puberty maturing in this time, he realized that his friends were quite brought down too. He coudn't resist seeing a smile on people's face so he brought up a facade which he holds which eventually got hold of his fully. A breakthrough finally came when a popular band gave him a chance to be their one of their merch. if he wanted.
He knew he wanted to be a techie, playing with the lights and the props like that. After askign his parents he finnally moved to America to finish his college life which he knew he had to finish somewhere along the line too. So far after arriving at his new college he fitted in perfectly and to his surprise a lot of girls liked an english accent which was too good to be true. He until now is still trying to figure out his life and finish his college. Sure he had his good times at college, but there surely were some horrible times, it can't get worse right?
His story of life and death is no epic saga although there are some parts fit for one, no more like fit for a diary of an eighteen year old. Trent Andrew Shearer was born in the town of Liverpool in England. He wasn't exactly a planned birth since it was when both of his parents were at the heights of their careers. His mom and architect his father a businessman it was pretty free growing up. He spent most of his time with his granndmother who developed a great bond with her. He spent most of his time on the computer and learned a great deal of it. As always Trent developed a crush on a girl, her eyes glowed like the moon and her body was like an angel or that her boobs were really big, whatever the cause was he was in love.
He learned she liked music so he tryed out for a band. Failing more times then countable he finally gave up on everything, joining this dissapointment his grandmother passed away from cancer. He knew it was going to happen sometime. But he was struck hard. He wasted his tiem alone for many days just in his room, he went through a quick puberty maturing in this time, he realized that his friends were quite brought down too. He coudn't resist seeing a smile on people's face so he brought up a facade which he holds which eventually got hold of his fully. A breakthrough finally came when a popular band gave him a chance to be their one of their merch. if he wanted.
He knew he wanted to be a techie, playing with the lights and the props like that. After askign his parents he finnally moved to America to finish his college life which he knew he had to finish somewhere along the line too. So far after arriving at his new college he fitted in perfectly and to his surprise a lot of girls liked an english accent which was too good to be true. He until now is still trying to figure out his life and finish his college. Sure he had his good times at college, but there surely were some horrible times, it can't get worse right?
Best Memory: The best day he remembers was the first time he was called funny, and to make ti better it was in an pretty public place. The talent show, eveyone was cracking up when Trent was doing an stand up act. He felt different, he loved when people laughed it was like the best feeling. This contributes to practival jokes being one of his favourite things to do.
Worst Memory: The worst would definately had to be the day his grandmother died, she had practically been his mother, he could never forget the afternoons reading stories to him and stuff. Everytime it brings tear to his eye if he thinks about it. She died of a brain tumor from cancer, it killed him inside. He went through a hard time in his life during this period.
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`Writing Skill !
CODE
" RAINDROPS ON MY FERRARI ,
let the credits roll mister '
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The the sound of waves lightly crashing on the support blocks of the pier was amazingly relaxing. it was like he could listen to it the whole day. he was still in awe of how he missed all this. it was like missing out on the most important things in his life. sighing, he gazed out into the sea looking out from the great view the pier had. he had guessed now why the girl was here, who wouldn't want to be here if they knew. maybe it was because he was new at this stuff but hey at least he found it instead of roaming around in the godforsaken streets of chicago. it was funny how the temperature changed here too, it could be cold like hell one day and the other day it would be likes living in a toaster either way he knew it would take him a while to get used to other places, and this was another country for him. he had never been so much of a nature man, heck he didn't even give a care about the environment and preferred to be stuck in hole. but after his move from his cell of a hometown he had grown more respect for it, he learned the words recycle just recently. it wasn't a surprise since his parents never taught him much about it either.
Turning his attention from the sights, attractions and the sounds he turned his attention to the girl. james looked at her curiously, it looked she was thinking or daydreaming but still he could feel as if she was looking right at him. it was scary and exciting at the same time. he liked meeting new people, it was always a challenge understanding them and what they like. when she looked at him fully, he try to give her the best smile he could give mixed with a bit of sarcasm and joy. when she made the comment about him being quiet he nearly burst out laughing with amazement. he sucked at sneaking, he couldn't even get through into class late even when the teacher is clearly sleeping. although most of his other situations and this was clearly different it still amazed him that she didn't know he was coming. the girl looked different but in a good way, she looked fun and interesting. after thinking for a few seconds james replied to her, ''stealthy, eh? although i was sure they could hear me all the way to australia, but hey looks like i was wrong.'' he replied with a grin. he liked smiling even if he was sad, angry or frustrated. since he always liked to show people he was happy. he followed her and looked back to the sea as she did and nodded as she spoke. james turned left to see a pebble or a piece of wood or something, picking up with a left hand he threw it into the water watching it sink into the depths of the water slowly. even though he wasn't a very good swimmer he was never afraid of drowning, water wasn't a scare for him even though he knew it could be dangerous.
He never got tired of looking at the water infront of him, there was always a small boat bopping by in the distance or a rare fish jumping out of the water. he certainly understood what she said next. ''i know, i could stay here for the rest of my life'' he said with another smile flashing at her. he thought about maybe getting a house close to the sea when he go some cash and maybe when he was ready to settle down. it would be a perfect place staring into the water all the time and maybe even he could go fishing. he suddenly snapped his head around when she called his name, he wondered for a second how she knew his name but remembered that he introduced himself when he came. he gave her a grin after she spoke. ''well i normally make people call me mr. erickson but i think i can make an exception here.'' he got called jim a lot anyway so he got used to it alot. he thought about it and he realized he got called by a lot of names,jim, james, jamie formally mr. erickson and even got called leon once. he didn't like people calling his middle name but leon sounded cool enough. and he realized that she hasn't introduced herself yet, ''and what do you wish for me to call you, miss?'' he said in a sarcastic changing his voice to sound like he was royalty.
After a short while he looked back and saw that she was looking a this fingers. he sighed as she was probably going to ask why. he chuckled as her look changed. he stared at his finger again and decided that he should get this checked out , this one little time. promising himself the doctor won't cut them off. he felt weird as he scanned back through his memory he had called other people weird and other stuff because they thought there fears or there goals were weird. but he never really guessed to look it from another persons perspective. he now really knew the fresh air was getting to him, maybe it might have been for the better. he took a gulp and started to explain about his fingers, ''hmm..i kinda fell on the dock there, never knew there could be so wet there but then again there's the sea there i guess. reckon i was just clumsy, haha. but they were brave heroes and saved my head from getting smashed. should really get them checked out, huh?''. he said almost talking to himself although he knew she was listening. so he looked at her more carefully and noticed that he had never seen her before in his few weeks of being here, but then again he saw thousands of faces everyday. ''so you from 'round here?'' he asked mostly because he wanted to talk to her more 'cause it was fun and interesting and he was a slightly bit curious too. he put both his hands behind his body resting them on the floor while he swung his legs on the fall of the pier's end looking at her and the ocean at the same time.
CODE
" RAINDROPS ON MY FERRARI ,
let the credits roll mister '
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
The the sound of waves lightly crashing on the support blocks of the pier was amazingly relaxing. it was like he could listen to it the whole day. he was still in awe of how he missed all this. it was like missing out on the most important things in his life. sighing, he gazed out into the sea looking out from the great view the pier had. he had guessed now why the girl was here, who wouldn't want to be here if they knew. maybe it was because he was new at this stuff but hey at least he found it instead of roaming around in the godforsaken streets of chicago. it was funny how the temperature changed here too, it could be cold like hell one day and the other day it would be likes living in a toaster either way he knew it would take him a while to get used to other places, and this was another country for him. he had never been so much of a nature man, heck he didn't even give a care about the environment and preferred to be stuck in hole. but after his move from his cell of a hometown he had grown more respect for it, he learned the words recycle just recently. it wasn't a surprise since his parents never taught him much about it either.
Turning his attention from the sights, attractions and the sounds he turned his attention to the girl. james looked at her curiously, it looked she was thinking or daydreaming but still he could feel as if she was looking right at him. it was scary and exciting at the same time. he liked meeting new people, it was always a challenge understanding them and what they like. when she looked at him fully, he try to give her the best smile he could give mixed with a bit of sarcasm and joy. when she made the comment about him being quiet he nearly burst out laughing with amazement. he sucked at sneaking, he couldn't even get through into class late even when the teacher is clearly sleeping. although most of his other situations and this was clearly different it still amazed him that she didn't know he was coming. the girl looked different but in a good way, she looked fun and interesting. after thinking for a few seconds james replied to her, ''stealthy, eh? although i was sure they could hear me all the way to australia, but hey looks like i was wrong.'' he replied with a grin. he liked smiling even if he was sad, angry or frustrated. since he always liked to show people he was happy. he followed her and looked back to the sea as she did and nodded as she spoke. james turned left to see a pebble or a piece of wood or something, picking up with a left hand he threw it into the water watching it sink into the depths of the water slowly. even though he wasn't a very good swimmer he was never afraid of drowning, water wasn't a scare for him even though he knew it could be dangerous.
He never got tired of looking at the water infront of him, there was always a small boat bopping by in the distance or a rare fish jumping out of the water. he certainly understood what she said next. ''i know, i could stay here for the rest of my life'' he said with another smile flashing at her. he thought about maybe getting a house close to the sea when he go some cash and maybe when he was ready to settle down. it would be a perfect place staring into the water all the time and maybe even he could go fishing. he suddenly snapped his head around when she called his name, he wondered for a second how she knew his name but remembered that he introduced himself when he came. he gave her a grin after she spoke. ''well i normally make people call me mr. erickson but i think i can make an exception here.'' he got called jim a lot anyway so he got used to it alot. he thought about it and he realized he got called by a lot of names,jim, james, jamie formally mr. erickson and even got called leon once. he didn't like people calling his middle name but leon sounded cool enough. and he realized that she hasn't introduced herself yet, ''and what do you wish for me to call you, miss?'' he said in a sarcastic changing his voice to sound like he was royalty.
After a short while he looked back and saw that she was looking a this fingers. he sighed as she was probably going to ask why. he chuckled as her look changed. he stared at his finger again and decided that he should get this checked out , this one little time. promising himself the doctor won't cut them off. he felt weird as he scanned back through his memory he had called other people weird and other stuff because they thought there fears or there goals were weird. but he never really guessed to look it from another persons perspective. he now really knew the fresh air was getting to him, maybe it might have been for the better. he took a gulp and started to explain about his fingers, ''hmm..i kinda fell on the dock there, never knew there could be so wet there but then again there's the sea there i guess. reckon i was just clumsy, haha. but they were brave heroes and saved my head from getting smashed. should really get them checked out, huh?''. he said almost talking to himself although he knew she was listening. so he looked at her more carefully and noticed that he had never seen her before in his few weeks of being here, but then again he saw thousands of faces everyday. ''so you from 'round here?'' he asked mostly because he wanted to talk to her more 'cause it was fun and interesting and he was a slightly bit curious too. he put both his hands behind his body resting them on the floor while he swung his legs on the fall of the pier's end looking at her and the ocean at the same time.
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`Behind The Character !
Name:mike
Age: fifteen
Role-playing experience: two years with breaks
How you found us: forgot xD
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