Post by tristan alexander hawkins. on Oct 10, 2009 18:35:10 GMT -5
Full Name: Tristan Alexander Hawkins
Nicknames: none
Gender: male
Gender Preference: Gay
Age: 16
Birthdate: January 19, 1992
Grade Level: Junior
Face Claim: Frank Iero
Physical Features: Standing at only 5’4, Tristan is a bit on the short side for his age and the slight roundness to his cheeks makes him look even younger. While he isn’t exactly skinny, Tristan isn’t overly fat either, he has a bit of meat on him but just to where it makes him look healthy and not to the point of being overweight or anywhere close to it. His hair is originally medium brown but he dyes it all the time so it is currently a dark brown, almost black color. His hair is a bit long and comes past his ears but not all the way to his shoulders and his bangs hang in his eyes when he doesn't push them away. Tristan has eyes that switch from a hazel color to honey brown.
The most noticable thing about his appearance are his tattoos that cover his arms and other parts of his body, including his knuckles which say Halloween since it is his favorite holiday. Other than his tattoo's he also has his lip and nose pierced. As for style, Tristan mostly sticks to t-shirts of his favorite bands and skinny jeans or old ripped jeans. Usually he tends to wear darker colors though he does wear brighter colors occasionally.
Personality: Tristan is a bit different and has never been the type to fit in with any of the ‘cliques’ at school. He has always been the one who would tuck himself away into the corner and watch the other people who all had their friends to hang out with. It’s not like he enjoys being the weirdo with no friends because he does like having friends, it’s just that he can never seem to keep a friend for longer than a day. Part of the reason he can never keep a friend is because he likes to ramble about things as well as the fact that he is very random and will do things without ever thinking about them before-hand. His impulsiveness tends to get him in trouble with adults as well as other teens and most people would rather stop being his friend to avoid getting in trouble or getting beat up.
Tristan tends to find a thousand ways to get himself into trouble because of his temper which sometimes gets the best of him. The slightest thing can tick him off if you press the right buttons which is just another reason that people try and avoid becoming friends with him. When he was back at his old school he would get into fights daily with other students and even the occasional teacher. He spent more time in the detention room than in his real classrooms.
The amount of trouble he got in was one reason for his parents wanting him out of the house but the main reason was his attraction to the same sex. Tristan has known since he was around ten years old that he liked boys instead of girls and at first he was disgusted with himself, thinking there was something wrong with him since his parents were very strict catholics. However he soon started to rebell and doubt the ways that he had been tought all his life, he dyed his hair random colors and went to tattoo shops behind his parents backs. With his rebellion came the acceptance of his sexuality and now he is open about it even if it did get him sent away.
Family: Father: Michael Hawkins is a very dedicated Catholic man who, upon discovering his son's sexuality, declared that Tristan was no son of his and was going to be sent to hell.
Mother: Maria Hawkins is much like Tristan's father but didn't tell him that he wasn't her son anymore. Instead she sent him to Pencey after a long discussion about how dissapointed she was in him.
Brother's: His two older brother's have always been the perfect children and are the two that his father loves to brag about especially the oldest who is going to school to become a priest.
Likes:
-Coffee
-Guys
-Music
-Playing various instruments
-Candy
Dislikes:
-Religion
-His parents
-Homophobes
-School
RP Sample:
Eventually he picked up his sketchpad and turned it to an empty page. Aiden took his pencil in hand and let his hand move on it's own not really knowing what he was drawing. The pencil made tiny scratching sounds against the white paper as the shape of a person started to form. He still didn't really connect in his mind who he was drawing but continued to draw anyway. His cheeks turned a light pink color when he realized he had drawn Jesse. He turned the page and started again trying to draw something different. He ended up drawing the flowers that were near him and to do this he had to lie down on his stomach and face away from the tree.
He continued to hum to the music and rested his legs to where they were kicking back and forth just a bit out of habit. He had propped himself up on one elbow and was drawing the tiny blades of grass that surrounded the flowers before moving on to the main subject of his picture. He had to keep blowing at his bangs since they were dangling into his eyes and keeping him from drawing yet he would never think of cutting them because his hair was basically like a secruity blanket for him. He tried to keep his mind off of the fact that he had drawn Jesse without even knowing what he had been doing.
Anything Else: n/a
Nicknames: none
Gender: male
Gender Preference: Gay
Age: 16
Birthdate: January 19, 1992
Grade Level: Junior
Face Claim: Frank Iero
Physical Features: Standing at only 5’4, Tristan is a bit on the short side for his age and the slight roundness to his cheeks makes him look even younger. While he isn’t exactly skinny, Tristan isn’t overly fat either, he has a bit of meat on him but just to where it makes him look healthy and not to the point of being overweight or anywhere close to it. His hair is originally medium brown but he dyes it all the time so it is currently a dark brown, almost black color. His hair is a bit long and comes past his ears but not all the way to his shoulders and his bangs hang in his eyes when he doesn't push them away. Tristan has eyes that switch from a hazel color to honey brown.
The most noticable thing about his appearance are his tattoos that cover his arms and other parts of his body, including his knuckles which say Halloween since it is his favorite holiday. Other than his tattoo's he also has his lip and nose pierced. As for style, Tristan mostly sticks to t-shirts of his favorite bands and skinny jeans or old ripped jeans. Usually he tends to wear darker colors though he does wear brighter colors occasionally.
Personality: Tristan is a bit different and has never been the type to fit in with any of the ‘cliques’ at school. He has always been the one who would tuck himself away into the corner and watch the other people who all had their friends to hang out with. It’s not like he enjoys being the weirdo with no friends because he does like having friends, it’s just that he can never seem to keep a friend for longer than a day. Part of the reason he can never keep a friend is because he likes to ramble about things as well as the fact that he is very random and will do things without ever thinking about them before-hand. His impulsiveness tends to get him in trouble with adults as well as other teens and most people would rather stop being his friend to avoid getting in trouble or getting beat up.
Tristan tends to find a thousand ways to get himself into trouble because of his temper which sometimes gets the best of him. The slightest thing can tick him off if you press the right buttons which is just another reason that people try and avoid becoming friends with him. When he was back at his old school he would get into fights daily with other students and even the occasional teacher. He spent more time in the detention room than in his real classrooms.
The amount of trouble he got in was one reason for his parents wanting him out of the house but the main reason was his attraction to the same sex. Tristan has known since he was around ten years old that he liked boys instead of girls and at first he was disgusted with himself, thinking there was something wrong with him since his parents were very strict catholics. However he soon started to rebell and doubt the ways that he had been tought all his life, he dyed his hair random colors and went to tattoo shops behind his parents backs. With his rebellion came the acceptance of his sexuality and now he is open about it even if it did get him sent away.
Family: Father: Michael Hawkins is a very dedicated Catholic man who, upon discovering his son's sexuality, declared that Tristan was no son of his and was going to be sent to hell.
Mother: Maria Hawkins is much like Tristan's father but didn't tell him that he wasn't her son anymore. Instead she sent him to Pencey after a long discussion about how dissapointed she was in him.
Brother's: His two older brother's have always been the perfect children and are the two that his father loves to brag about especially the oldest who is going to school to become a priest.
Likes:
-Coffee
-Guys
-Music
-Playing various instruments
-Candy
Dislikes:
-Religion
-His parents
-Homophobes
-School
RP Sample:
May 20, 2009 16:38:34 GMT -5 @aiden said:
Aiden hummed quietly to the music that flowed through his headphones and into his ears. He ran his fingers over the bark of the tree that he sat under. He was facing the tree studying it for no reason since he had nothing else to do. The nurses had said that he needed to get outside more so here he was, outside, trying to entertain himself. He swayed back and forth slightly to the music. He looked down at his sketchpad that was beside him and wondered what he should draw, or if he should draw anything at all. He pushed his tongue out and used it to mess around with his silver lip ring. Eventually he picked up his sketchpad and turned it to an empty page. Aiden took his pencil in hand and let his hand move on it's own not really knowing what he was drawing. The pencil made tiny scratching sounds against the white paper as the shape of a person started to form. He still didn't really connect in his mind who he was drawing but continued to draw anyway. His cheeks turned a light pink color when he realized he had drawn Jesse. He turned the page and started again trying to draw something different. He ended up drawing the flowers that were near him and to do this he had to lie down on his stomach and face away from the tree.
He continued to hum to the music and rested his legs to where they were kicking back and forth just a bit out of habit. He had propped himself up on one elbow and was drawing the tiny blades of grass that surrounded the flowers before moving on to the main subject of his picture. He had to keep blowing at his bangs since they were dangling into his eyes and keeping him from drawing yet he would never think of cutting them because his hair was basically like a secruity blanket for him. He tried to keep his mind off of the fact that he had drawn Jesse without even knowing what he had been doing.
Anything Else: n/a
