Post by Jarade Baxter on Jun 2, 2009 14:53:51 GMT -5
Jarade Edward Baxter »
Nickname: Jar, Edward, Ed
Age: 22
Birthday: January 15, 1987
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Canon: Yes
Species: Human
Occupation: Assistant
Physical Description »
Height: 6'9
Weight: 159
Eye color: Brown
Hair color: Brown
Assets: His smile
Flaw: He can never wait
Distinguishing mark: He has a tattoo on his right shoulder.He has short brown hair that goes only to his neck. He has white skin, that sometimes gets tanned. His eyes are dark brown color. He doesn't like to wear shirts often but if he does, he can be found either in some random t-shirt or some nice white button up shirt. He wears sandals more then tennis shoes, and when he needs to he finds a nice pair of church shoes to wear.
He doesn't wear t-shirts that have something already on them, and most of the time, he wears a white shirt that is sleeveless. He always wears black pants, or dark blue jeans. He wears a gold wrist watch that he got from his mother before she left. He only has one tattoo on his body, but it goes along his right breast nipple, to his shoulder and down his right arm.
Personality Description »
[/color] Boys
Likes:
[/li][li][/color] His father
[/li][li][/color] Going out for drinks
[/li][li][/color] Leaving work early
[/li][li][/color] Sitting around doing no work[/li][/ul]
Dislikes:
[/li][li][/color] Listening to the boss
[/li][li][/color] His father stealing his lunch
[/li][li][/color] Being bored
[/li][li][/color] Staying to work late[/li][/ul]
Dreams:
[/li][li][/color] Becoming rich
[/li][li][/color] Getting married
[/li][li][/color] Ridding evil
[/li][li][/color] Being a boss[/li][/ul]
Fears:
[/li][li][/color] Evil gets him first
[/li][li][/color] Seeing his mother again
[/li][li][/color] Always needing to work
[/li][li][/color] Losing the rest of his good memories[/li][/ul]
Eccentricities: Rubs his chin when he is lying and feels the need to kiss every hot guy he meets.
He has always been a sweet young man, but even he has his moments when he just isn't good. He respects his boss, and father, even though he doesn't like being told what to do. He has a problem with waiting for things to get done at other people's paces. He has a depression problem, when he thinks about his mother leaving and how he might be alone the rest of his life, he sometimes finds himself hiding in his room, or the office when his father isn't in there. He hates thinking of his past and if someone brings it up, he curses and leaves the area. He doesn't forgive easily either. He rarely forgives unless it is a close friend to him, or family.
He also has a terrible temper problem. If someone brings up his father in a bad way, he won't wait for words but will punch them out right away. He doesn't like hearing how bad his family is, even though most of the time he has his moments of agreeing with them. When he gets man, he also throws stuff around, and losses them. Its not till he is calm, by his father or a special friend that he can finally find those lost items again. He hates his job but when he gets into it, its hard to get him to stop working, and he can get days of papers done without end. He also has a problem of getting sick easily too and that happens when he over works himself to hard.
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Character Relationships »
Fathers name: Doctor Baxter
Mothers name: Maria Slade
Siblings: None
Significant other: None
Children: None
Others: NoneJarade was born in Canada. He lived a happy life or he though so anyway, with his parents Carlisle and Maria till he was 15. His father got a job for three whole years did his mother left him and his father. He couldn’t help but not like his mother for her leaving him and his father. He was taking classes in physics and biology and did a good job in it too, but couldn’t find himself liking it all that much. He just took it to impress his father but never shared his feelings of likes or dislikes about it. He never asked about his father and his father never told him. After he finished up high school he got hired by his father to become his Assistant.
He didn’t complain about the job but it was clear that he always seemed to be in a rush to leave after work just started. He didn’t enjoy that work, and his father stealing his lunch most of the time didn’t help either. He learned how to make the best meals from his cooking class at school. He never got any friends at his school or at his job, he likes keeping to himself a lot. He does check out the males walking down the hall before and after he leaves the office. He keeps wishing to himself he could just ask one of the males out but is to nervous to go around and do it.
He has been working at this job for four years now, and has found interest more in the café then the office that his father happens to work in. He has tried to get his father to let him speak with the boss about getting his own office, but just like most fathers, his didn’t seem to want to let him go. He finally found the café a place to work at certain hours, and then the office of course when his father didn’t so happen to be in there. Sometimes he works outside, or at home, if he isn’t feeling to well to go out for work, which he is allowed to do, as long as the work does get done.
Complete »
Real name: Rachel
Age: 17 in a half
RP skill: More then 3 years
Rping length: At least 200, but I tend to do more when the other rper{s} challenge me with their length of posts.
Rp sample:She meant Leon and was forced into being changed into a vampire. It was partly her fault though, had she tried acting like she wanted his gift in the first place he might of let her just died but because she wanted to join her parents that badly he changed her into a vampire instead. She couldn't help but hate him for it, she didn't like how he didn't give her that wish to see her parents again after death. The night he had changed her, she had to sleep in the same room as him, else she would of killed herself after he went to sleep. She didn't get sleep that night after he sired her, and when morning came, she passed out on the floor, finally getting some sleep. She woke up the next night, and was let free but not because she wanted to, but it was time for her to feed.
It seemed like Leon had the pleasure of liking watching her feed, but she just refused in letting him see it. Every time she went out to get some blood he always was around watching her, she could just feel his eyes on her... waiting for her to steal the life and blood from some random human. She manged to sneak away from him, or he wasn't watching anyway, and feed alone and liked it much better then having him watch her. Sometimes she wouldn't take all that she would need, which was clear and would have to go back... sometimes forced... to get more blood. Those first few nights of getting used to drinking blood was a bad for her, she felt so cold now and the blood as wrong as it sounded seemed the only thing that could make her feel much better.
Sooner or later she tried killing herself again but was always stopped. She couldn't figure out a way for vampires to die, and not have Leon there stopping her all the time. So she just continued feeding on human flesh, wishing she could seen another sunrise. Sooner or later she gave up with the whole killing herself thing, but refused to sire other humans into becoming vampires, it just seemed wrong to her, she felt it was more of a curse then a blessing. She still had her cross necklace around her neck, she looked more like a saint then that of the devil. She started to slowly get to know each of the other vampires who were once human that Leon had sired, some of them she liked others... not so much.
She never told them about how she hated being a vampire, only Leon she felt... needed to know that. She sometimes did get into subjects about how the earth was made however, but when she needed proof she gave up with the whole thing, she didn't care enough to try and find some. She started to fall away from her god that very day but continued wearing the necklace, but for a different reason now. Her father had given it to her, and that was the last thing she had that had come from him, so she wore it for that very reason. She also had something of her mother's as well. She didn't go around buying new clothes, she either wore her own, or her mother's which was still not that old. She started to fall away from the others when she realized how she could die.
She wasn't sure if it was what she wanted or not, but thinking of her parents made her wish more and more that she was with them, and not drinking human blood. She was drinking one night, and could tell a few seconds later that Leon was around, watching her. She was mad that he had seen her feed, and turned to confront him, but a few seconds later some other scent was in the area. She didn't talk as those two males... vampire and werewolf spoke to one another. Sooner or later she had an idea, and wasn't even paying attention to Tristan anymore... she didn't think he would stop her, only Leon her sire would try it... or do it for that fact. She took off towards the grave yards... with three black roses in her hands.
She put the two on the grave... and looked over at the sky, the sun was coming and fast. She could see Leon wasn't around... but as she was about to stab herself with her dagger and let the sun kill her, Leon was around, then gone, but Tristan was still there and then forced her to follow him into the ground. She was pissed but it wasn't till after she was trying to leave and he wouldn't let her that she threw her dagger at him, and started to run out, that he had bitten into her flesh, and that was the last night that she feared the sun, and the first time in her life that she was far away from ever being human ever again.
Character adoption: None
