Post by Wesley "Wes" Sutton on Feb 12, 2010 5:15:57 GMT -6
[/color]VALKYRIE,
CALIFORNIA
the ocean breathes salty, won't you carry it in?
i know things are looking up
but they'll tear us down.[/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: dante jamison abernathy-mcallister[/font]
NICKNAMES: dante, dj
GENDER: male
AGE: nineteen
PAST EDUCATION: high school, darlington academy
JOB: none
PLAYBY: ryan gosling
YOUR BODY MAY BE GONE ,[/color]
CHARACTER APPEARANCE ,
i'm gonna carry you in my head, in my heart, in my soul[/color]
ETHNICITY: american[/font]
HAIR COLOR: brunette
EYE COLOR: blue
HEIGHT: 6'1"
WEIGHT: 170
BODY TYPE: lean, toned but not muscular, surfer-esque without the surfer.
DISTINGUISHED FEATURES: besides the facial hair, freckles.
PERSONAL STYLE: i don't like anything fancy. i'll leave the dress up to my sister. i like anything that is comfortable to me whether it be jeans, flannels, or whatever. i don't like anything fancy, and that's probably just another reason why my mother hated me, but nothing's changing that any time soon.
OTHER:
IN YOUR MOUTH, IN YOUR SOUL ,[/color]
CHARACTER PERSONALITY ,
the more we move ahead the more we're stuck in rewind[/color]
STRENGTHS: independent, strong willed[/font]
WEAKNESSES: stubborn, argumentative
LIKES: stupid cartoons, my father, my sister, being oldest, drinking, smoking, being out of georgia, watching television, hot tubs, women, dogs.
DISLIKES: (at leat ten)
FLAWS: tends to let things get to him, gets angry easy.
HABITS: smokes when he's feeling overly emotional, seeks out his sister when he's down.
SECRETS: i'm jealous of my sister at times.
BEST MEMORY: the day i moved out of my parent's house.
WORST MEMORY: i can't remember it, but i's say my time in the hospital.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: about me, hmm well i've never really thought about it much but i guess i could take a whack at it. family wise, i'm really not big on it. i've lived my life in the shadows of my family so i'm really not that social with them. my relationship with my father is partly forced. he took it upon himself to spend time with me because of my mother. i'm thankful that he made the effort since family was lost on me, but i don't like the idea of him only making time for me because my mother wasn't. i've long since understood that my mother has her own brand of sanity. it's something i've embraced and i'm fine with that, though it has screwed with the way i see people and socializing. when you've been ignored all of your life you either grow to be two ways, to seek attention or to ignore it altogether. but thanks to my sister i don't really feel either much. there are some days that are worse than others, days when i want to shut the world away or something, but i do my dead level best to keep a hold on that little keeper.
needless to say, i don't see myself being some over the moon father some day. i don't know how i would be able to handle something like that. i don't really know what true parental love is, what it looks like, you name it. i think later on down the line i would be a little hesitant, at least, to be a father or to try and find someone to love. i'm not saying it's never a possibility but i've had a crappy track record since birth. i'd hate to have to put someone through the hell that i went through.
aside from an innate hesitation toward romance and my future, i'm an all around carefree guy. i swore off really giving a damn as a teenager and now i pretty much do what i want, whenever i please. if that doesn't suit someone else, then fine. i don't see why though. i'd like to call myself easy to get along with. for those who take the time to not judge me, i'm a laid back, accepting kind of guy. you want to light one up, be my guest i'm not going to judge. you think your hair has to be perfect before you walk out the door? suit yourself. like i said before, i gave up caring a long time ago. there are very few things that i do care about in my life. one is my sister. i adore her, love her, and really admire her for all that she's accomplished already. she makes me look bad half the time but as long as she's happy...other things in my life that i care about, my bad habits, my father, and just living every day without regrets. i don't like having to look back at something and scold myself for it. if i'm looking back at all it'll only be for fun and good times, remembering the good old days, but not because i've made some complete mistake that i think ruined my life. because i don't think i've done that and i highly doubt anything of the sort will be happening soon.
i'm a friendly guy. as you can tell it doesn't take much to be friends with me, just a little acceptance. still i have a close group of friends that i left behind that were a little closer than that. i'm hoping to find something close to that here in california. i have a thing for sports, surfing in particular. it was a favorite hobby of my fathers and he taught me during our vacations. it's just the kind of lazy sport that works for me. i'm not really the small town southern kind of guy. i've never really had any aspirations for myself but if i did, savannah georgia would not be able to hold them. i think california is a good place for me. who knows, in a town like valkyrie i may be able to find that little tidbit that really defines me.
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: savannah, GA[/size][/font]
PARENTS: hector malkus mcallister; fifty-one, us state senator
lorraine zara abernathy-mcallister; forty-four, wife and political analyst
SIBLINGS: rowan vida abernathy=mcallister
OTHER: alfred douglas abernathy; grandfather; seventy-five, retired us senator and governor
LIVING SITUATION: valks
HISTORY: i was born september 16, 1990. i was the oldest born of two, with my sister rowan being the younger. i was born with a congenital heart defect, basically a defect that occurs during development that effects the heart. i was born with a hole between the two chambers of my heart. compared to what it could have been, it really was minor compared to what it could have been. i could have had some major deformities that would have been deadly to me. it was fixed with a simple surgery, one that i suppose is pretty routine. after the surgery i got an infection though, which really set back my recovery. i was on i.v. and meds for a month or two, from what i was told. it's definitely not something i would remember, nor would i really want to. it was apparently during this time that my mother swore off me. i was defective, a dud, and she wanted nothing to do with me. my sister was the perfect child to her, so be it. i've long since gotten over my need for her approval. i'm really thankful for my father though. he's been there from the beginning. when my mother deserted me, hector mcallister stood by my side from the moment i was born to the moment i was released two months later.
my father has always been by my side, even from miles away. he's always known that my mother's reaction to me was ridiculous and he's made up for it as much as he could. as much as i'd like to say that it helps...well it does. i've stopped looking for my mother's approval since i was old enough to understand what she was doing, even if everything she's done has made no sense. about two months after my birth, i was finally cleared of all infections and healed to the point of release. it was then that my father brought me home. now from what i've been told he walked in on my mother trying to move away with my little sister. it's not nearly as bad as catching her with some other man or something, but it still stung my father to the point where he knew hwe had to take action. he stopped my mother and took her to the hospital, the one she hadn't been to since she'd had me, and made sure she got treatment for her disease. the psychiatrist called it post pardom depression, though i don't believe that was the case. if she'd had post pardom depression wouldn't she have not been able to stand my sister as well?
i don't believe that whole post pardom depression thing was the case. my mother comes from a long line of old money and has been used to nothing but perfection all her life. i'm sure it was engrained in her from childhood to that she had to be perfect and everything about her had to be perfect. from what i gather she hated the idea of not having two perfect children. since one was perfect, she embraced that child, my sister rowan. since i was defective she pretty much abandoned me. i have my reasons for believing it. for one, after going on the medication, very little changed about my mother's reaction and disposition toward me. even on meds she would just pass my sister around from one doting blue blood to the other, letting me play by myself in the corner. she took care of me, yes, but i was never as embraced as my sister was, least not by her. still after he got her on the meds, we moved to savannah, to my grandmother mcallister's place. things were abaout as good as they could get after that. i was just a kid in a house while my sister was the golden child, but at least i had my father.
in 1992 he ran for senator of georgia and in 1993 he was elected to the seat. he was gone a lot out of those six years, time i got used to spending alone. when he came back we would always go out for some extended vacation but while he was gone my biggest ally was my sister. she's always been there for me. it's like she knew from the very beginning that what my mother was doing was wrong. i never saw it as pity, because she always made some attempt to challenge me whether it be in a game or something else. it wasn't just sitting by my side and watching me do something for the sake of being there. she actually cared, and still does i would imagine. we were that close all the way through elementary school, the twins who couldn't seem to be separated, but that changed after we left fifth grade. about that time my mother thought it was the grand idea to showcase her perfect daughter, just using a stage this time. she enetered rowan in pageant after pageant and i know ro only went through it to keep our mother away from me, so i wouldn't have to see it or something.
throughout middle school and high school i had a sense of freedoom that i'd always hoped for. rowan kept our mother's attention so i was free to go out and make the kind of friends i wanted to make. i started doing things i wanted to do and really just finding myself in a way, so by the time i was old enough to go out on my own with little problem, i could do whatever i felt suited me. and i did. i went to parties every once in a while, i picked up smoking, it's a bad habit, don't do it, and i drink more often than i probably should. but i'm happy. i'm without the stress of my mother, i still have my sister, and i'm happy. rowan quit pageants before graduation and i saw our mother do to her what she'd always done to me. i was there for her, though she was strong enough to not need much of my help. after graduation she traveled to greece with some friends and i moved out of the house. i had been talking and e-mailing my grandfather on my mother's side for years and he sympathized with me and gave me the option of moving out to california with him. i accepted and moved to valkyrie not long after i got my diploma.
now i'm here and i'm pretty much just hanging out. my sister wants me to go to vu with her but i've never really been into school as much as she has. she is the well-rounded all-american kind of girl. i'm the punk. but we'll see how things look after a year. who knows, maybe i'll start in the spring.
COLLECTED MY BELONGINGS ,[/color]
ABOUT YOU AND FOR THE ADMINS ,
and i left the jail, well thanks for the time[/color]
YOUR NAME: ruby[/size][/font][/blockquote]
GENDER: female
AGE: elderly xD
RP EXPERIENCE: since the dawn of time
OTHER CHARACTERS: sarai, j.r., maggie, and carly
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:see sarai montgomery, j.r. or maggie corinthos, or carly sutton.credit: format by lainey, lyrics by modest mouse
