Post by Sebastian Devereux on Sept 24, 2009 21:17:21 GMT -6
[/color]VALKYRIE,
CALIFORNIA
the ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
we are the last of the jukebox romeos,
we are romantics by the light of the fourway we came
to sing out a chorus, reinvent the good times and to
bring it all back home again[/font][/center]
WHEN THE OCEAN MET THE SKY ,[/color]
CHARACTER BASICS ,
you missed when time and life shook hands and said goodbye[/color]
FULL NAME: sebastian constantine devereux[/font]
NICKNAMES: seb
GENDER: male
AGE: eighteen
UNIVERSITY YEAR: freshman
MAJOR: architecture
MINOR: social science
JOB: dunkin donuts
PLAYBY: paul wesley
YOUR BODY MAY BE GONE ,[/color]
CHARACTER APPEARANCE ,
i'm gonna carry you in my head, in my heart, in my soul[/color]
ETHNICITY: caucasian; mostly french and canadian[/font]
HAIR COLOR: brown
EYE COLOR: brown
HEIGHT: 6'1"
WEIGHT: 180 lbs
BODY TYPE: fit, toned
DISTINGUISHED FEATURES: unusual jaw
PERSONAL STYLE: to be honest, seb has never really given his clothes much thought. as long as he's comfortable and he doesn't look like a complete dork, he's usually good with pretty much anything. you'll probably catch him most often in a pair of jeans and a t shirt because that's roughly as creative he gets with his clothing.
OTHER: ---
IN YOUR MOUTH, IN YOUR SOUL ,[/color]
CHARACTER PERSONALITY ,
the more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind[/color]
STRENGTHS: seeing things through until the end, gymnastics, trustworthy, making chocolate chip cookies[/font]
WEAKNESSES: romance, chocolate chip cookies, remembering dates
LIKES: hawaii, making people laugh, adrenaline rushes, girls, interesting music, chocolate milk shakes, animal rights, being a vegetarian, running, doughnuts, coffee, cheerleading, ken kesey, history, sketching houses, smooth talking, chocolate pudding, sweet potato fries, the color blue
DISLIKES: the sound of fingernails on a chalkboard, when people don't give a thought about where their steak came from, celery, when people act unnecessarily bitchy, trashy romance novels, sour skittles, what his mother has become, grapefruit, brain freezes, the color cyan, mindless pop music
FLAWS: gets overprotective easily, says things he regrets while angry, loses track of time easily which results in him being late a lot
HABITS: whistling whenever it gets too quiet, looking out for people, jiggling his ankle when sitting down and reading
SECRETS: left hawaii because he couldn't deal with his drug addicted mother, and feels somewhat responsible in some way for her getting into drugs in the first place
BEST MEMORY: arriving in valkyrie and getting his own apartment
WORST MEMORY: finding out that his mother had been spending his college fund on drugs
OVERALL PERSONALITY: seb has always been that one kid that everyone was a little "iffy" about. he acted quirky; in the sense that he wasn't exactly the same as everyone else. and, due to this, a good deal of his class wondered if perhaps he harbored homosexual tendancies, or if maybe he was some sort of alien. and seb had always been well aware of these rumors, but they didn't really bother him in the slightest. he found them pretty funny, actually. because he was neither gay nor an alien and he thought it a fascinating testament to mindless human assumption. seb's always been the kind of guy who finds that kind of stuff entertaining, seeing as he appreciated the more subtle forms of humor, which he enjoys using frequently and which often weirds some people out.
though he did grow up with a sparse amount of friends, the people he did get close to, he really cared about. seb is and always has been very loyal. once he gets close to you, he'll be there for you until the very end, come hell or high water. he doesn't much care about what you think about this, because to him that doesn't change anything. and if he sees a friend headed for trouble, he'll do his best to stop them and/or help them out of it. of course, not everyone appreciates this, so this quality actually was the cause of the end of several of his friendships; the people he was trying to help were dead set on not being helped and, of course, seb didn't give up on it... you can probably guess where that usually led. this all was probably a result of watching his mother make mistake after mistake, shattering herself bit by bit, throughout his entire life, and not being able to do anything, not being able to help her, not being able to make it better. seb feels that it's his duty to look out for those he cares about as much as possible, partly because he couldn't do the same for his mother and partly because he doesn't want what happened to his mother to happen to the people he cares about. he wouldn't be able to handle that.
since around the time he stopped thinking girls were icky and had cooties, seb's been a bit of a sucker for romance. he likes being smooth and suave and sweeping girls off of their feet and he's never just in it for sex, either, though he doesn't mind that part at all whenever it happens. this was actually one of the qualities that helped fuel the gay rumors. if he happened to hear a girl telling her friends her boyfriend had gotten her flowers, he was apt to pipe in with, "aww, that's sweet", in complete genuinity. which, of course, resulted in some odd looks aimed in his direction.
seb is also one of those people who like excitement in their lives. he loves adrenaline and is up for almost anything that'll give him a good rush of it. in the past somes of those things have been pretty risky and he's sustained many a minor to moderate injury from pursuing this interest, but, to him, it's all completely, 100% worth it. this was one among several of the reasons he became a cheerleader back in high school; there was nothing quite like some of the stunts involved with it, though seeing as his part was made up of lifts, what he did wasn't as exciting as what the girls did. sometimes he does wind up doing things that he regrets, but this kind of stuff is basically what he does for a pick me up and a thrill, even a coping mechanism of sorts. better than doing crack or heroin, no?
from an early age, it was pretty evident that seb was a dedicated kid. he was always quite responsible, even as a child, and made sure he always got his homework done on time and studied hard to pass all of his tests. it was always easier for him to see stuff through to the end than it was for the average kid. at that point, the thing that really amazed people was when he became a vegetarian at eleven years old. his mother had been quite sure that it was just a phase and he would give up on it fairly quickly, but had humored him all the same. the kids he hung out with had been of the same opinion but hadn't humored him in the least. but he stuck with it and remains a vegetarian to this day. seb doesn't give up on things he commits himself easily at all, so the very best of luck to anyone willing to try.
AND WE'LL BOTH GROW OLD ,[/color]
CHARACTER HISTORY ,
well i don't know, i don't know, i don't know, i hope so[/color]
HOMETOWN: hilo, hawaii[/size][/font]
PARENTS:
monique devereux, mother, 42
daniel whitlock, father, 50
SIBLINGS:
grace whitlock, half sister, 22
OTHER: none
LIVING SITUATION: shaks (hitten building ftw!)
HISTORY: monique devereux was a beautiful woman, the kind that you always needed to cast a second glance at. she turned male heads wherever she went and she thrived on the attention. she was twenty one when she met daniel whitlock, the charming, rich, married owner of one of honolulu's poshest resorts. what started out as an innocent enough barroom conversation turned into a steamy one night stand. afterwards everything went along as pleasantly enough. that is, until monique went to a checkup and was informed that she was several weeks pregnant.
sebastian constantine devereux was born approximately eight months later, on march 5th of 1988. for monique, it was a struggle to makes ends meet for herself and her new son, even with daniel paying child support. she was working part time as a waitress in one of hilo's rather seedy cafes and the pay was far from desirable, but she somehow always managed to get the bills paid and put some food on the table. however, after she lost the baby weight, she felt ready to start playing the field again, and before she knew it, she had a steady boyfriend who helped her out with her money issues. the relationship didn't last very long and they soon broke up, but she quickly replaced him with another boyfriend. this process kept repeating itself, over and over, because, to monique, it was the easiest method for decent survival.
despite his mother's stream of, frankly, unhealthy relationships, seb grew up a fairly happy kid. he spent as much free time as possible during his childhood out playing soccer or baseball with some of the other children in his age in his neighborhood. this was before their personalities had really developed, so he fit in much better with all of them than he ever would in the future. school was never a problem for him, he actually enjoyed it, a pretty rare thing among many kids, and he was a good student; he did his best and never once handed an assignment in late, which his teachers loved him for. however, as time went on, he began to become more and more alienated from his fellow students and his number of friends went down considerably. this upset him a bit, of course, but overall it didn't have much of an affect. it was around this time that monique started moving in with her continual stream of boyfriends, which meant that she and seb relocated to a different apartment every six or seven months. during that time period, they never moved outside of hilo, so seb stayed in the same school system he had always been in, but, nonetheless, it was hectic and seb really hated it. he hated having to keep up and leaving. it made him feel like he didn't belong anywhere, like he was some sort of ghost, forced to roam about for forever, no roots.
one day, when seb was eleven, he and his mom were sitting down to a dinner of burgers and potato chips in the apartment that was owned my monique's current boyfriend, an apsiring freelance photographer. seb was starving and about to take a big bite out of his burger, when, suddenly, something occurred to him. the thing between the two bits of bread in his hands had once been part of a living, breathing cow that hadn't done anything wrong. and, if he were to eat it, it would be digested and turned into human waste. the idea repulsed him heartily and he promptly dropped the burger and declared himself a vegetarian.
just before sebastian was to start middle school, monique and her boyfriend broke up and so she moved herself and seb to a small house in an even smaller town a couple of hours away from hilo. it was pretty rough on seb, because he had to start over at school with no friends, and making new ones proved quite difficult, given everyone seemed to regard him as the epitome of the word "oddball". however, he managed to adjust eventually and things fell back into a routine. this little time of peacefulness didn't last very long, however, because monique soon became involved with a man, one who was a prominent drug dealer. she figured that trying it out, just once or twice, couldn't do any real harm. after her first experience, she promised herself she wouldn't ever do it again, for her son. but that promise was promptly broken and, soon enough, she was addicted to morphine. seb found out about it one friday afternoon when he came home from school and found his mother passed out on the living room sofa, a needle sticking out of her arm. needless to say, he freaked out and did his best to revive her, but all his efforts were fruitless. she woke up of her own accord a few hours later, and did her best to apologize to and comfort her slightly hysteric son while in the state she was in. seb couldn't believe it. his own mother was doing drugs. he tried to help, but it seemed that he was completely powerless. morphine had become the center of monique's life and she wasn't in control anymore. seb could only watch as she sank in deeper and deeper. one day, when he was fourteen, he found her stash and disposed of it thoroughly. monique was furious and slapped him; for the first time in his entire life. from then on, seb knew that there was really nothing he could do. the morphine was stronger than he was.
what with monique's new expensive "habit", funds around the house were even lower than they had been previously. monique decided to move back to hilo, so they did, and there she met an even seedier boyfriend, and in no time they were living together. seb was in high school at this point and, frankly, this new boyfriend frightened him a bit. he spent as little time at the apartment as possible, partly because he didn't want to get involved in any way with man candy of the week and partly because he couldn't stand to see what his mother was doing to herself. he threw himself into his schoolwork with renewed vigor, putting everything he had into each and every assignment. he was probably the only kid in the entire school system who actually looked forward to homework. anything to distract himself from what was going on in the crap shoot of an apartment that he was forced to call home. obviously it was all really rough on him, but he tried to not to betray this to his classmates and did his best to act normally during school. and it was surprisingly easy to simply focus on the entire school atmosphere and forget about everything else.
in his sophomore year, seb joined the school's cheerleading squad and the rumors about him being gay were pretty much solidified as true and viable in the eyes of most, but in actuality, one of the main reasons he joined was that so he had an excuse to spend a lot of time around those lovely female cheerleaders. it was also because he needed more distractions from his crappy home life and because he found he rather liked the gymnastics aspect and was pretty good at it.
on top of all that, he started working a part time job to save up some money. seb was determined to get into a decent college, determined to make something of his life, determined to turn out as different from his mother as possible. between work, school, and cheerleading, seb hardly had a free second to think, which was just fine with him. he pushed himself tirelessly, doing his best in school so that he could earn as much in scholarship money as possible and saving every penny of his paycheck that he didn't have to spend on food when his mother forgot to buy it. he needed to get out, to get away from the destructive, heartbreaking lifestyle of his mother as soon as humanly possible. by the time he was nearing the end of his senior year of high school, he had it all going for him. he was close, so close to freedom. he had been accepted into a couple of good colleges, including valkyrie university, and what with the scholarships he had earned and the money he had saved from his job in his college fund, he was pretty sure he would be able to make it work. he was happier than he had been in a long time, knowing that he was really going to do it, he was really going to escape.
but then, one fateful march morning, just a couple of weeks after seb had celebrated his eighteenth birthday, he experienced the worst discovery of his life. he found out that his mother had found out about all the money her son had saved up. and, unable to resist, she had spent almost all of it on drugs. and it was the final straw. seb was furious and told his mother that he hoped she would be able to forgive herself someday, packed a bag, and left, paying absolutely no mind to his mother's pleas. he was eighteen now, a legal adult, free to go wherever he pleased. and he had a good idea of where that was. growing up without a father in his life made it only natural to inquire about his whereabouts to his mother. monique didn't hesitate in telling her son his father's name, but she also assured him that no good would ever come from ever trying to contact him because he didn't want children. that hadn't seemed very fair to seb at the time, but he had gone with it nonetheless. before he left, he looked up daniel whitlock and imagine his surprise when he found out that he owned one of honolulu's famous, lush resorts. seb paid his way to honolulu with what little money he had left after his mother's little spending spree. he felt he needed to meet the man who was half the reason he existed before he went out on his own. upon arriving at the hotel, seb asked to speak with daniel. it was difficult, but he insisted over and over again that it was absolutely urgent and the receptionist he was pestering decided he probably didn't mean any real harm and decided to humor him to get him to shut the hell up. the meeting with his father went better than seb had expected. he had brought his birth certificate along as prove, though daniel hadn't needed much convincing. it turned out that seb resembled his father a great deal and from the moment daniel had laid eyes on him, he had suspected exactly what seb was going to tell him. what seb had intended as a fairly straightforward visit turned into daniel offering to pay whatever tuition for college seb needed and seb feeling compelled to accept, even if it did make him a little uncomfortable. but it was the offer of a lifetime, so, when you came right down to it, he didn't have a choice. he found his own apartment back in hilo - funded by his father - after that so that he could finish up the last month or two of his high school education, and kept sure to avoid his mother at all costs. he decided he wanted to attend valkyrie university, so, after graduating, he packed his bags and boarded a plane - once again, funded by his father - to los angeles. seb is now living in the hitten apartment building in the shaks, ready for whatever the city has to throw at him.
COLLECTED MY BELONGINGS ,[/color]
ABOUT YOU AND FOR THE ADMINS ,
and i left the jail, well thanks for the time[/color]
YOUR NAME: clare[/size][/font][/blockquote]
GENDER: in the words of gurms: ovaries ftw
AGE: four million years, duh
RP EXPERIENCE: meh. a while
OTHER CHARACTERS: artie, milo, robbie, andie, cat, charlie, mel, cooper
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:you wishcredit: format by lainey, lyrics by modest mouse
