Post by Mark Hawthorne on Jan 5, 2009 16:58:11 GMT -5
`` Mark Smithson Hawthorne
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[/center][/size][/b][/color]`` basic
` full name || Mark Hawthonre[/font]
` nicknames || N/A [/font]
` gender || Male [/font]
` birthdate || June 19 1992[/font]
` birthplace || London England[/font]
` sexuality || Straight [/font]
` age || Sixteen [/font]
` year || Sophomore[/font]
` Clique || Pretties King[/font]
`` the appearance
[/size][/b][/color]Mark has dark hair and bright blue eyes and think of himself to be rather dashing. His hair is messy, and even after he tends to it, it find it's way to get in his face. It is a dark brunette color, a natural two-tone with the lighter blonde-brown on top. All though in highschool, Mark is book smart, but that didn't stop him from hitting the field and getting down and dirty. He's not really lean at all, but well defined, primarily in his arms and stomach. Otherwise, he isn't too stocky because his sports didn't require too much muscle strength in his upper body. Mark is about 6 feet which is tall but he finds it quite amusing.
`` the personality
[/size][/b][/color]He isn't far from friendly and is, as well, adaptable, and action-oriented. Mark is a "Doer" who is focused on immediate results. Living in the here-and-now, he's a risk-taker who lives a fast-paced lifestyle. He is impatient with long explanations. Extremely loyal to his peers, he is not usually respectful of laws and rules. He is very self-confident and aggressive. Mark can definately sometimes be very demanding and critical, because he has such strongly held beliefs, and is likely to express himself without reserve if he feels someone isn't meeting his standards. But at least his expression can be taken at face-value, because he is extremely straight-forward and honest(sometimes too honest as well as tactless).
`` a deeper perspective
[/size][/b][/color]` loves ||
Party
Girls
Sports
Football
Peppermint
Soccer
Working Out
Honesty
The Beach
Surfing
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` hates ||
Snobs
Watermelon
Horror Movies
Science and Math classes
‘emo’ musi
Boring conversation
Tabloids
The smell of oranges
Hummers
Prudes
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` flaws ||
Overly confident
To honest
Very Competitive
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` secrets ||
Lost his virginity at age 15
Has a Baby Girl his aunt is taking care her.
Want to be a professional Soccer player
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` fears ||
Dissapointing his friends
Losing there respects
People finding out about his child.
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` quirks || When nervous while talking to someone, he either itches his ears or rubs his hand along the back of his neck while looking downward.[/font]
`` blood relatives
[/size][/b][/color]` father || Brandon Hawthorne; 42; CEO [/font]
` mother || Suzie Hawthorne; 30; Interior Decorator[/font]
` siblings || N/A[/font]
` parental status || married[/font]
` pets || N/A[/font]
` other family || Tiffany Hawthorne; 1; His daughter [/font]
` other information || The mother of the child dissapaered. [/font]
`` into the past
[/size][/b] [/color]Mark was born in London,England. His life, to him, was never considered normal. His father was never around from when he was very young, and his mother worked non-stop since she adored her job. But that never brought down Mark's spirits. He was a bright, young boy. Able to make a good thing out of anything. Plus, everything got even better when he met his best friend, even if he was only seven. They seemed to play almost every day. They had been playing hide-and-go seek inside the house, when Mark walked in on one of his mother's secret drug sessions with a strange face he had never seen. Everything went horribly wrong after that. Mark's mother sent his friend home and banned him to his room. In a rage his mother yelled and struck at him. After that night, Mark became more of an introvert, a shy boy.
Mark stayed silent after that, never telling his best friend what happened at home, and masking that everything was fine. That once bright attitude was being used to cover up a lie. Three years passed with this whole charade still going on. Mark played more of the mother of the house as his own mother seemed to get wasted alot more than usual. Then came his 13th birthday. His mother had promised a trip up north for him being so good. But on the way there, his mother got into a fight with his father on the phone. She lost control of the car on the icy December roads...it rolled multiple times. It was a couple hours before the emergency vehicles were notified.
They both survived, but his mother was robbed of her memories. She couldn't remember anything. Not even her son, Mark. Everything was gone. All gone. She was bewildered in the hospital, crying often, and Mark didn't know what to do. When she was healthy enough, they returned home, and Mark worked hard to help her recover any memories she could.
He continued to work hard in school to keep his mother happy, and then joined soccer his freshman year of high school. That sport became his heart and soul. Every drill that was run, every time he was placed on the field in defense against rival teams, Mark played with all his mind and body, not giving up despite burning oxygen-deprived lungs and throbbing muscles. But he also made his hugest mistake getting a girl pregnant something he would never tell his mother and hide from her especially after the mother of the child disappeared leaving him with the child. [/size]
`` behind the character
[/size][/b] [/color]` your real name || Markus[/font]
` age || optional for privacy purposes. [/font]
` roleplaying experience || 2 years [/font]
` how did you find us? || Admin [/font]
`Other account || Jess[/font]
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