Title: FORESTER, LIAM
liam.forester - July 16, 2007 07:10 PM (GMT)
LIAMambroseFORESTER
[out of character]
Name;; Jasmine
Age;; 13
Activity;; Three hours each day, at the very least
Other;; Well, I know he’s been reserved so I’ll be perfectly alright if you reject him; I just thought I’d give it a try anyways.
Oh, and by the way, I apologize for the crappy History, but I didn’t have a lot to go on.
[this is a seasonal affair]
Nickname;; Well, people call him a lot of stuff, but if you mean what his friends call him than he has none.
Gender;; “Male, last time I checked.”
Orientation;; Heterosexual
Age;; Eighteen
Birthdate;; October tenth
Occupation;; Law student
[watch those jaws drop]
Eye Colour;; Gray
Hair Colour;; Dark brown, bordering on black
Height;; 6’4
Weight;; About 175, give or take.
Body Type;; Slim, lithe.
Tattoos or Piercings;; --
Scars;; One or two at his legs from falling out of trees one too many times as a youngster, one that runs from his right ear to about mid-cheek, a rather large one that runs diagonally across his stomach and a scar at his left shoulder from being shot in the war.
Most Notable Feature;; His eyes, probably.
Appearance;;
Liam isn’t exactly your average guy. Not in personality, and most definitely not when it comes to appearance. He isn’t what you’d call a looker, really, and yet he retains a certain .. dark appeal, should I say? Yes, I believe that’s the best way to put it.
Let’s start from the top, shall we?
His hair isn’t black, on the contrary to popular belief, though he expects it to be so in a few years. You see, it darkens gradually with time. From sandy to brown to dark brown and probably eventually black.
A mop of long, glossy locks crowns his head, falling in front of his eyes and partially obscuring them because he simply can’t bother to brush his fringe aside all the time.
Said optics have always been more on the girlish side, much to his annoyance. Almond-shaped, they are, and rather narrow due to his high-cheekbones. Their deep gray colour is the source of discomfort for many, because with just the right light and angle, and since he’s so prone to staring a lot, it can seem like he’s boring holes inside whatever he looks at, seeing into their very core when he holds them in his curious gaze.
His eyes are framed by what his sisters like to call ‘sinfully long’ lashes, and placed under thin, naturally arched brows, which always give off the impression that he’s thoroughly amused.
Liam’s face is so well defined and angular that it looks like it’s been sculpted from rock. This actually creeps some out whenever he’s in the shadows, but he really can’t blame them. And he’s quite fond of that, actually.
His cheekbones, as previously mentioned, are high, and his cheeks are hollowed. His face is somewhat heart-shaped and ends in an almost pointy chin, with a strong, perfectly outlined jaw. A herd of freckles are scattered beneath his eyes and across his nose, which is slightly slanted, and prove that, on the contrary to popular belief, the eldest Forester actually does see the sun every once in a while. His nose used to be perfectly straight, but now has a small bump at its bridge due to it being broken several times- a little gift from the guys of St. Peters to the ‘Deranged creep’. Thankfully, it isn’t anything disfiguring and barely noticeable. Wire-rimmed spectacles are sometimes perched there, but only when he’s reading- which is most of the time.
When you look at Liam the first thing you’d notice, besides his eyes, is the fact that he’s, over all, just .. long- if that even makes sense. All of him. Long arms, long legs, a long torso .. It’s no wonder they called him a ‘noodle’ once upon a time. And until very recently he had been just that. He’d been wiry and thin, lanky and gangly, but the army changed all that.
No room for scrawny boys in there, oh no.
He soon built up a nice bit of muscle and filled up, becoming broader and seemingly larger. Not so much that he’s muscular or anything- no, he’s far from that- but at least now he can actually hold his own in a physical fight instead of getting beat into a pulp- he wouldn’t have survived this long had he not. He even got rid of his previous slouch, thanks to the several whacks on his back he got whenever he did so, so that it’s as straight as a ruler and he stands perfectly upright, in his full height, which adds even more to his already intimidating stature.
His light complexion is both a blessing and a curse. On one hand, his scars are only faint silver lines, just barely seen, unlike some of his other, less fortunate comrades. On the other hand, he burns very easily, which is why, even in the summer, he prefers to wear long sleeves and mostly sticks to the shade; sunburns are pure torture.
The kind of stuff Liam wears isn’t exactly average, either. Not to say he’s clad in shocking colours or odd styles or anything of the sort. Hell no! It’s just that he tends to dress in a much more professional way than the rest. He detests that disheveled appearance that seems to be going around lately and always looks immaculate, impeccable. Presentable is the best word for it. No, he doesn’t wear suits and ties and the like –unless it’s for a formal occasion- but rather he sticks to button-up shirts that are actually buttoned for a change, unlike most of the male population nowadays, and trousers that actually aren’t hanging halfway down his ass.
But he’s rather famous for the fingerless gloves he’s almost always wearing, which contradict entirely with the rest of his outfit most of the time. Though those aren’t just accessories, really. You see, Liam has bad blood-circulation in his hands and feet, so they’re usually freezing, no matter the weather, which is why he wears the fingerless gloves- though, bad-blood circulation or not, those gloves gather dust throughout the summer.
And that’s a wrap.
[birds in my ears and a devil on my shoulder]
Loves;;
-Challenges
-Puzzles. All kinds. From the jigsaws you used to play with as a kid on rainy days to mind games.
-Riddles.
-Mathematics and Logic.
-A good book
-Climbing trees: “Fantastic view up there. It’s like you’re completely detached from the world and watching from afar, from your own leafy fortress.”
-Pushing people’s buttons. It’s fun to see how long it takes before they crack.
-Dark Chocolate.
-Mint
-Snow: “Oh, c’mon. who doesn’t like snow?”
-Warmth. Walking contradiction, that man.
-Silence
-Observing his surroundings.
-Psychology. The human mind never ceases to both amaze and amuse him.
-The idea of being a lawyer. He’s going to get paid to argue, what’s not to like?
-Photography: “The art of capturing a world in a scene, a story in a second.”
-Outwitting someone. It’s so very invigorating.
Hates;;
-Those who try to change him.
-Being outwitted
-Not knowing something. It makes him feel ignorant.
-Those jerks who beat him up just for being himself. If they don’t like him, fine! But they don’t have to beat him black and blue because of it. It’s guys like that, that cause wars in the first place.
-Being forced into something
-This whole damned war, and the fact that he has to be part of it.
-His arranged marriage. They could have, at least, asked their opinions first instead of forcing it on them.
-Pointless violence.
-Physical fights: “Why use my fist when I can use my tongue? Words cut deeper.”
-The lame names they give him. I mean, really, they could at the very least be a bit innovative.
-Anyone who bothers his sisters. Yes, believe it or not, the creep actually has some brotherly instinct in him.
-The title ‘Emo’. It doesn’t even make sense to him. “Such a shallow opinion .. How can they label me if they don’t even know me?”
-People who just babble on and on in mindless chatter.
-Hates cats. Doesn’t know why. He’s just always hated them.
-Rap. It’s simply not music. Just a bunch of people talking gibberish to a beat.
-Hot weather
-His sensitive skin; If he stays in the sun for too long Liam burns horribly. It’s why he often states that he and the sun hold something of a love/hate relationship.
Fears;;
-Failure.
-Losing his eccentricity. To Liam, it defines who he is, it’s what separates him from the other idiots. Yes, he may be trying to be a bit more normal these days, but he doesn’t want to blend in completely. He’ll just lose himself.
Habits;;
-His right eye twitches whenever he’s particularly ticked off. Yet another thing that backs up the common belief of him being slightly deranged.
-Whenever confused or concentrating on something he’ll cock his head to the side, making him look very much like a curious puppy.
-Twirls his pencil, pen or whatever is in his hands between his fingers.
-When solving a particular difficult problem Liam presses his knuckles to his lips.
-If stressed out –which is a very rare occurrence- he’ll run a hand through his hair repeatedly.
Personality;;(three to four paragraph minimum)
Liam Forester .. You can never really get a distinct idea of who he is. Oh yeah, lots of people have lots of different opinions, but they mainly consist of him being a creep or weird or odd .. As you can plainly see, they’re not very flattering, and more often than not they’re simply shallow conclusions based on what they think are his freakish actions, hardly anything to go on.
And yes, he knows he’s eccentric and he knows that they think he’s something of a creep, but does he care? No. In fact, he couldn’t care less.
In his own little mind, words may indeed cut deeper than wounds, as they affect one’s mind instead of the body, and the former takes a longer time to heal than the latter- however, they only harm you if you want them to. If you consider them to be scathing then they will be, and so he doesn’t, instead looking at the many insults thrown at him as their vulgar expression of their opinions. And everyone’s entitled to his own opinion, right? Right. So why should it bother him?
Besides, he’s not about to change himself, aspects of his personality and who he is, just to impress them. If they don’t like it then that’s their problem- though it does often turn into his whenever they feel the need to express their opinions in a less vocal way.
He’s always been a curious little bugger, and his curiosity has got to be the most catastrophic of his traits. He’s got an insatiable hunger for knowledge, couple that with endless patience and you’ve got yourself one weird man. It’s like he’s a scientist who’s observing a lab-rat after testing it, most of the time, which is why he has a tendency to follow people around. It’s not an .. obsession, per se. He’s just curious. Like, take Tohna Linkin for example. She amuses him to no end with her randomness and complete spontaneity, and yet he doesn’t understand her, which is why he’s been ‘stalking’ her. Though, well, he plans on putting a stop to that, as well as apologizing for his actions. But he’s still curious.
You see, Liam is a very logical person. He does everything carefully, and can never do anything on a whim. He has to plan things out, calculate their outcome, and then act based on his deductions. So, when someone comes along and does everything in an exactly opposite way, following no pattern whatsoever or even anything remotely logical, you can’t help but wonder.
It’s sort of the opposite with Ronnie Frost. She’s impeccable, but still amuses him. He’s sort of a medium between the two, though his interest in Ronnie probably comes from the fact he’s got a crush on her, but shh!
But .. well, the army has changed him. The war has changed him. And for the best, or so he says. He no longer ‘stalks’ those that intrigue him. Perhaps he’ll still watch them if they’re around, but not concentrate completely. From the tip of his eyes, probably. He’s a very observant person so he should be able to pay enough attention to them without completely losing track of what he was previously doing.
Another thing that has changed was his calculating ways. Of course, he still does that and all, but he no longer sticks solely to the conclusions; he’ll act on instinct every once in a while. If it’s worth the risk. That was something he learned while in the line of fire, and also how he came to get shot in the shoulder. For once, he acted on impulse and instinct, and it was the right thing to do. He discovered that along with his carefulness came a certain amount of cowardice, and guess what? He didn’t like it. Not one bit. So he began to work on that. It’s gotten him out of his shell a bit, though he’s still mostly quiet, except this time it has nothing to do with being introverted and the such; he’ll talk if the need arises. But if there’s no point in it then why? It would just be senseless chatter, and that’s on the very top of his long hate list.
Anger has never been something he could deal with properly. The dark young man won’t lash out at random people, nor will he curse his heart out to the world or drink away his troubles. Rather, he’s just quiet about it, like he is with just about everything else. He’ll take it in stride, keep it bottled up inside and try not to make it show. But on the rare occasion it does surface then it’s not pretty. Not at all.
As you’ve probably already realized, he’s a very intelligent person. Brilliant even. He’s not a smart-ass, though, preferring to speak in his own enigmatic way, but he sure as hell can shoot a sarcastic comment. That’s one of the things that has started to increase in the army, because you always have to be quick-witted over there.
Why he chose to study Law out of all things? Well, to tell you the truth, he’s not quite sure, he’s just always been drawn to it. In addition to the fact that through it he’ll be able to do what no one’s ever done for him: fight. Sure, he knows he’ll end up defending a guy who doesn’t deserve it, but that’s life, isn’t it? Besides, in case you haven’t noticed, logic is what he excels at and he delights in puzzles. Legal bindings .. they’re only rules. Rules of a game, and it’s going to be his job to play on those rules and twist them to fit his needs. Quite the challenge, don’t you think?
In spite of all that, Liam does indeed have an illogical side to him, a much more artistic side. Photography. He’s just always loved the camera, for some strange reason. Though, well, it’s just like when he observes something, when he tries to analyze it, except this time he can actually bring out what he sees on the inside. Extraordinary, isn’t it?
Patient, Calculating, Curious, Eccentric
[an old man gave me a tip]
Family;; Chrissy and Alison Forester
Love Interests;; Well, he’s engaged to Jennifer Linkin, has a bit of an obsession with her younger sister, Tohna, and is a bit fond of Ronnie Frost but generally tries to stay away from her. He may like the girl but he does not like being punched an awful lot, thank you very much.
Other Involved Characters;; Evangeline Furrows, Johnny Whitlow, Atticus Whitlow
History;;
On the contrary to popular belief, and I know you probably won’t buy a word I’m saying, Liam was actually normal once upon a time. Yes, that’s what I’m saying: Normal. Just a normal kid that wreaked havoc and asked his parents millions of questions. And later, when his sisters came along, he added annoying the hell out of his sisters to his list.
It was all pretty average, really. Hardly anything worth mentioning there, except perhaps that it was around that time, when he was about five, that earned his second title: ‘Why’. His father had dubbed him so because Liam was prone to following him around and shooting question after question after question until the man either somehow managed to escape or he got occupied by something else, like watching an earth worm that was crawling on the ground and the bird that would come and eat it.
That topic occupied his mind for quite a while, and when he asked why that happened and why it was even allowed to he got five words that have stuck in his head and echoed in his ears till this very day: “because it’s meant to be.” which began his whole pessimistic outlook on life later on, when he understood what it meant.
Still, that was a pretty young age for such thoughts, and for a nine year old to go around saying, “I don’t care; we’re all going to die anyways, it’s meant to be.” is most definitely a cause of worry.
Please note that I said ‘his second title’ up there. What about his first? Well, that would be Noodle, given to him by his classmates due to his scrawniness, and it wouldn’t be the last he’d get, either. Oh no. He’s been called loads of stuff. The difference between now and then is that, back then, he still cared. He actually wanted them to like him and tried to modify himself accordingly, but then he came to the hard reality that you simply couldn’t impress everyone, and that’s when the care stopped. All of it. And then his own little life philosophies began to form, ones that he’ll gladly recite to anyone who asks or brings up the topic, and ones that he will defend furiously, no matter how absurd they may sound, for one very simple reason: he believes in them. Those are what formed his personality, that sculpted him into who he is. True, he’s not the nicest person on the planet, and probably not the most stable either, but it works for him.
Now then, through this whole mess of problems, there is this little thing called family, though you probably won’t find them mentioned a lot here.
Honestly, Liam had never been very close to them. He’d stopped paying attention to his parents as soon as they stopped paying attention to him, thinking that he was just going through a ‘phase’ and would soon tire of it and return to his normal self, but he didn’t. At least, not what they thought was normal.
So, in the meantime, they just turned their attention towards Alison and Chrissy, his darling little sisters. Naturally, that built up a bit of resentment towards them, and so he didn’t care much for them either.
Basically, he was that geeky kid you’d see sitting alone in a corner with his nose buried in a thick volume, or else solving mind-games.
Not a very promising beginning.
His early teens weren’t much of a difference. Except, perhaps, that he landed himself a bunch of people he could call his friends. And they weren’t the nicest crowd- something he found out all too soon.
They had their fun, had their laughs, but overall he didn’t entirely approve of their wild antics. Still, due to his fear of losing them he kept his mouth shut and just watched from afar, occasionally pitching in just to save their behinds from being busted.
A year or so passed by like that, but it all came to an end once he, by no more than coincidence and pure luck, overheard them talking, and then discovered something .. that they were just using him because of his brains, because he helped them plan their pranks and ace their tests. Nothing more, and it’s what taught him to be careful from then on, to take his time.
Needless to say, Liam wasn’t exactly the biggest fan of Chicago, and he seized the first opportunity he got to leave it. For good. It came after a few years, from his aunt and uncle, and that just happened to be what got him to St. Peters.
Over there things weren’t much better, but he was away from Chicago and that’s what mattered. His aunt and uncle didn’t mind his eccentricity much, since most teens were like that at some point in their lives, and so left him be, and he gladly returned the favor, relieved to have someone to accept him for once.
He soon met more of those- three to be exact. Johnny Whitlow, Evangeline Furrows and, though he’s more of a mentor than a friend, Atticus Whitlow.
How the hell he ever got along with Evan is beyond him, but honestly he’s glad he did, and Johnny is the best anyone could wish for.
Still, all of that didn’t stop him from being a social outcast. And he didn’t mind. At least that meant less chatter, so that was good, but he got roughed up quite a bit. He deserved that, he supposed. That’s what you get from stalking. Though he never really calls it ‘stalking’. He’s just .. observing, is the best word I can think of. Liam has always liked to understand and analyze his surroundings, so when he met Tohna Linkin it was no surprise that he’s as fascinated by her as he is. Ronnie Frost is the same thing, because she amuses him, but after getting punched by Cody Pratt for trying to ‘observe’ her once he’s stuck to simply watching from afar. It’s safer.
Then something completely unexpected happened, and he’s not quite sure how, but apparently his parents have arranged a marriage for him .. with Jennifer Linkin. Weird much?
There was nothing wrong with her, as far as he could tell, but that doesn’t mean he’s happy about this or anything. In fact, he hates it, and he can tell she does too. But what can they do, really?
But his forced fiancée would be the last thing on his mind before long. Bullets and bombs tend to do that to you.
Yep. He was shipped off to join the army, fight for his country and whatnot.
It was hard, of course, but he got used to it eventually. And, if you take away all the deaths around them and the constant tension and all, it wasn’t so bad, really. Because there he began to change. Nothing too drastic, but for once in his life he’s going to start working on other people’s interests instead of simply his own- even if he doesn’t know them that well. Starting from Jennifer. Liam intends to try and make her, at least, like him a bit so she doesn’t completely hate her life, and he’s going to completely stop his stalking ways. And now that his sisters have moved to St. Peter's, he's going to do what he's never done before: Be a brother. It's weird, but he just feels that its best to hold on to whatever he can before the time comes.
Overall, he’s just going to try and see if he can be accepted for a change.
((Once again, I apologize for this history. Definitely not my best work, but I suppose it should do.))
[selfish as selfish comes]
Secret Phrase;; ----
Member Title;; enigmatic{P.a.r.a.d.o.x}
Sample RP;;
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| As soon as he closed the door of his dorm behind him Remus burst out in a fit of laughter. This was why he was Marauder. No, not the hysterical laughing, but what caused it. Often would people wonder what brought Lupin, the quiet, straight O bookworm to become friends with the biggest pranksters Hogwarts had ever known. Well, there was more to the whole thing than what first met the eye. James and Sirius weren't all about annoying teachers and getting on Slytherin's nerves. They had serious sides in them ... somewhere. It was the other way around for Remus. But the exhilaration of it all was probably what he loved most. Especially when it came to stealing the shackles that were in Filch's office and having to sprint away from that wretched cat of his. Sometimes Moony seriously thought Mrs. Norris could see through James' invisibility cloak, though in the end he concluded that she must've picked up his scent. The scent of a werewolf was quite distinctive, he reasoned, especially when it was thrust amongst that of other wizards and witches. Slumping down on his bed, Remus let James' invisibility cloak (which he had 'borrowed' earlier) slide down to the floor. Usually that would be what Prongs would do and Remus would scold him for, but now he had more pressing matters. First thing was first. He got out his wand and tapped the piece of parchment before him, muttering "Mischief Managed." The lines and dots on it slowly began to fade away, which made a smile appear on his face. That was his doing. While the others mainly gathered information and put it in, he was the one who was in charge of it's self-preservation. Of course, they'd all pitched in when it came to the insulting part (which was originally Sirius' suggestion) but who'd charmed it and made it work? That would be young Mr. Lupin, here. His smile faded somewhat and instead he furrowed his brows in concentration as he held Filch's shackles in one hand and his wand in the other. His task would prove to be rather difficult, but he'd be able to do it. Eventually. Remus had never been that good at conjuring things up. Charms were his specialty, not conjuration. But he had to, before Filch started handing out detentions at random. That bloke was oddly attached to those shackles of his. When he'd asked for them in third year to help with his transformation he got such a cold glare that it chilled him to the bone, and though in the end he gave them to him (grudgingly, as Professor McGonagall had forced him to) Remus got detentions for two weeks after that for the oddest reasons, like untied shoelaces and muttering. He certainly didn't want that to happen again, now did he? |
delilah pratt - July 18, 2007 01:35 PM (GMT)
TEMPORARILY ACCEPTED.
AKA. It's good, but Peter just needs to look over the history and make sure there's no bugs. He came up with all the canons, so he knows 'em better than anyone else. You can post and whatnot, but make sure to come back here and see what he has to say!
((He'll be gone camping for a week, but don't sweat it!))
AKA. It's good, but Peter just needs to look over the history and make sure there's no bugs. He came up with all the canons, so he knows 'em better than anyone else. You can post and whatnot, but make sure to come back here and see what he has to say!
((He'll be gone camping for a week, but don't sweat it!))
jack frost - July 20, 2007 09:01 PM (GMT)
ACCEPTED.
I think you got Liam good, thanks!
Sorry headache, I loved your appy though!
I think you got Liam good, thanks!
Sorry headache, I loved your appy though!