Post by quynn on Jul 3, 2010 23:07:34 GMT -5
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QUYNNl e v iKEATON
QUYNNl e v iKEATON
"i'm awesome, drivin around in my mom's ride."[/center]
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theintroduction!
alias: sara
age: seventeen stiiiill. D:
where'd you find us? advertisement on my buddy's site
other puppets: not yet. :3
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hair: quynn's hair is on the rather short side and has a wave motion to it -- particularly in the front, if that isn't completely curly. the color is a middle-toned brown, depending on the light it may also have a reddish tint to it.
eyes: his eyes are also brown, a nice chestnutty sort of color that look almost amber when the light hits them right.
height: five-ten
overall: quynn is a decently-sized guy; he's not too tall and doesn't weigh all that much -- it gives him a faintly gangly appearance. he's not very visibly muscular, but he could hold his own for a fair while if it came to a fight. honestly, quynn's more on the lithe and quick-thinking side than the brute strength side. his skin is pretty pale, as if he didn't go out in the sun much -- probably because he tends to burn when he does instead of tan. he has a fair amount of freckles on his face and neck, including a birthmark on the left side of his forehead that usually isn't covered by his hair. when he smiles, he has rather deep dimples. quynn's ears honestly look almost too big for his head sometimes, too, and kind of stick out. when it comes to dress, quynn's got one of those retro-indie kind of styles that's gaining in popularity; he's the kind of guy that goes to thrift stores to buy suspenders and high-water pants. he's got a very relaxed, i-don't-care-what-you-think-about-my-clothes thing going on for him.
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ability: phasers[/b] quynn loves a good prank. his favorite thing is to sneak up on people through objects when they aren't play attention -- he truly take advantage of his phasing powers to make life fun. but he does pull pranks other ways, as long as it doesn't involved physically (and he tries to avoid emotionally) harming someone. he'll pull things from tiny little pranks that annoy a person, to big pranks that really tick off everyone. he'll even go so far as to prank teachers, especially if they've given him a reason to get revenge (aka, a bad grade). and if there's something he likes just as much as pulling a good prank, is other people pulling good pranks. he'll really admire a person who can pull of something skillful like that.
full name: quynn levi keaton
nicknames: there aren't too many nicknames you can get from "quynn" so he really doesn't have any
year: junior; seventeen
gender: male
sexuality: bisexual; more towards gay
personality:
• laugher ! if not obvious by his love of pranking, quynn loves to have a good time. not a good time as in "let's go to the club and get wasted", but a good time as in going to a midnight movie with his circle of friends and then staying up all night just telling jokes and being silly. his favorite motto is "laughter is the best medicine" and he tries to always be smiling, laughing, and cheering people up if they're down in the dumps.
[ hmm. this is kind of bad. x: his personality will come out way more when i start using him. i always have trouble with this for new characters. ][/ul]
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mother: sylvia nicole keaton, forty-nine, works at a bookstore[/i] to punch a wall in their apartment. He was absolutely shocked when his hand went right through the wall like all it was was air. He didn't mention it to his parents right away -- this was too exciting to potentially ruin; it was something he had to experiment with a little more. Maybe it was just an illusion. But, sure enough, he figured out how to make it happen whenever he wanted, and after five months finally went to his parents about it. When he told them that he could go through walls, he had originally expected that they'd freak out. They paled, and Sylvia looked kind of guilty. That's when it came out: Sylvia's family had a history of what she called "phasers". She had hoped neither of her children would have it; it wasn't a predictable trait that was easy to trace. Then Dominique was questioned about whether or not she had this ability. The answer was no. Finally, Quynn had a super-cool ability that Dominique couldn't have. It split them up further than before, and the twins started to really drift apart from each other and fight a lot more about any little thing they could possibly start an argument about.
father: michael alexander keaton, forty-five, author
siblings: dominique navy keaton, seventeen (twin), school student
pets: none
significant other? none...yet? ):
history:
When Quynn finally reached high school age, Sylvia mentioned the school for kids that had abilities like he did; that it wasn't too far away and that it would be good for him. While Dominique continued at their normal school, he was sent to the school here, and has been attending ever since.[/ul][/blockquote]
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Roleplay Sample: an average post for you. not your longest ever. please put it in ["quote"] brackets
when the moon found the sun,
It was easy to miss a hedgehog walking on the ground, since they were so tiny. But then again, when you were in the cafeteria of a correctional facility, a hedgehog walking along the linoleum floors wasn't really an expected site. Most people at their high school had gotten used to it after a while. But no one here -- or certainly most people here -- had ever seen a little hedgehog with a bandanna around its neck just freely walking around before, he was sure. So, actually, it was hard to miss a hedgehog walking on the ground. People paused, staring down the the little animal as it waddled along the floor, fry in mouth, towards his table. That's how Sam caught site of the thing. He was too busy staring at Ezra, trying not to freak out, that there was no way he would have spotted Axel had people not stopped in the middle of their walk across the hedgehog's path to take a second glance or make sure they didn't step on him. A few of their eyes wandered upward toward Sam, since that seemed to be the little creature's destination. Sammii followed the eyes of those people back to the floor, and gave a little gasp, quickly covering it up.
It wasn't too surprising that Ezra had brought Axel with him; they little hedgehog tended to make go everywhere with the boy. But what surprised him enough to make him gasp was that the hedgehog was coming to him. Apparently he'd seen Sammii, at least. What worried him enough to make him gasp was that Axel was crawling along a busy floor -- it was a miracle he hadn't been squished by all the people milling about in the cafeteria. He loved Axel; he had from the moment he'd met the hedgehog. Seeing him again brought back those memories that he'd been trying to suppress for so long. The memory of first meeting Axel; he recalled how Ezra had explained to him how he should pet him so that he wouldn't get stuck with the prickles, gave him some strawberries to feed to the little animal -- and then stole some to eat for himself, since strawberries were his favorite. Then he remembered about Puppy and Kitty. Did Ezra still have them? The other boy had bought the turtles for him, and Ezra had taken them with him when they'd split up. He wouldn't have done anything to them, would he? He blinked, as if to get rid of the memories, and concentrated on the little hedgehog making his way towards his table.
Leaning over slightly, Sam held out a hand and put a smile on his face -- the first real smile he'd done in ages -- until the hedgehog was at his feet. Making sure Axel wouldn't fall, his eyes followed the creature's movements until he was safely on his arm. "Hey, Axel. I missed you," he mumbled, stroking the hedgehog exactly how he could remember doing so hundreds of times before.
It only went on for a moment, though, as he spotted something else crawling along the floor toward his table that was getting even more attention than the hedgehog had. Sam gritted his teeth and looked at Ezra, who was now crawling along the floor. Admittedly, it almost made him want to laugh. Almost being the key phrase. Ezra was coming over here, and Sam was sure he didn't even know that he was here, too -- the other boy was just coming after his hedgehog. The small boy let out a sigh and continued to stroke Axel, watching in otherwise silence. The time it was taking Ezra seemed much more like a decade than the few seconds it probably actually took.
'Sam?'
No fucking duh. He felt a jab in his heart at hearing the other boy say his name. How long had it been since he'd last heard that voice in real life? Longer than a year; since the last day Ezra had spent in Louisiana before going back to Germany. Well, not only was it the pain of hearing the voice again, but the pain at the fact all Ezra could do was ask if it was him. There was no possible way Ezra had forgotten him that quickly, was there? Not if he really loved Sam as much as he thought Ezra had. But maybe that was why; maybe all of that 'I love you' stuff had been a total lie. It was just another way for Ezra to break another heart. He knew that's what the boy did -- he played games with people. Maybe he'd had just been another game, however much he wanted to tell himself he wasn't.
The boy nodded, a few black strands of hair falling into his face.
"Hey, Ez."
It was all he could bring himself to say right now. Words truly seemed to be too much of an effort. His voice was ready to tremble and crack if he tried to speak any more than that; his entire being was ready to crack, actually, at the other boy's presence. He stroked Axel some more to distract himself and calm himself down. Part of him felt numb, as well. His whole charade of being okay was ready to crack, and he just felt...nothing. His brain had melted in his head -- his thoughts had pretty much ceased completely; he felt paralyzed -- the most he could do was move his hand to pet the hedgehog on his arm.
This wasn't at all how he had pictured his reuniting with the love of his life. He had never pictured it would be at an asylum in England, a hedgehog taking control of the situation as Ezra crawled along the floor unknowingly toward him and Sam sat frozen in place staring at him.
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