Post by SEAN MATTHEW HELIX on Feb 12, 2011 12:14:23 GMT 8
sean has kept their secret . .
“it's a bed of roses and thorns of nails .
{{{let's start from the basics}}}
Name : sean matthew helix . .
Nicknames : matt, sean . .
Age : 18 . .
Specie : werewolf . .
{{{and we don't mind how you look}}}
Appearance :
Matthew prefers to wear what the weather makes him wear and what occasion he has to attend. He's got that touch on fashion cause well, you know, and he always dresses up to impress. He's got designer clothes from tops to shorts, and wears to whatnots. You'll never see him wearing loser fashion cause he's talented like that.
{{{but how you act}}}
Personality :
--- DISTRACTED. Everyone gets easily distracted, unless you're a one-track-minded-kind of person. For Matt, it's definitely the former part. Try as hard as he can to keep his head in the game, maintain the grade A, be at the best of his league, once he's distracted, he loses focus. Most of the time, this gets him into trouble like always passing things at the last minute, studying at the last minute, and for awhile, he's always been able to catch the last minute. Other times, like in the middle of a conversation, he tries hard to pay attention. But if something else more exciting comes along he completely forgets anything about the situation he was in. He's the type of person that you see on the streets often lost in thought.
--- ONE MAN ISLAND. As he has always been, ever since he was young, he'd always had a world of his own. He's not authistic, no, else he'd be in a special school. He talks like normal, acts normal, but he's more of the loner types, he prefers quiet or loud by his own. Prefers to rely on himself than work with others. Though not really rejecting all human contact, you usually see him walking by the corridors on his own or keeping a straight face while the whole world is laughing. Did I mention nothing surprises him? Anyway, don't be surprised if he just looks at you, mumbles something about needing to be somewhere else and then leaves you hanging. He's trying hard to be more approachable, more susceptible to others, and it's a work in progress. Trust me, he tries real hard.
--- LEAN ON ME. Behind all that distraction and snob-ness, he's a person you can really rely on. Yes, I did mention he prefers alone, but he's not heartless. For all the bad side he's got, he makes up with all the heart he got. Even if he's easily distracted, when he works, he gives it his all. Even if he's most of the time a snob, he knows when to switch that side of him off, though barely, and let his shoulder be leaned upon. Advice, knowledge, or simply a person to talk to, thanks to the care he received from his Nana, he knows what to do or how to do it. To help someone else back on their feet, finish something (at the last minute) with everything he's got, or anything else that requires heart, which mostly means everything, he's there. Really. He'll be. Give him a chance.
--- CONFUSION He's not dumb, he's got the A's to prove it, but in normal situations, or in heated exhange of words, either be straight to the point or he'll take it literally, like he is. He understands sarcasm, he could define it for you too, but he's a failed student under that subject. You'd think that with all the good grades he's getting, he'd be as witty but no, he's not. He tries to be, but why would he need to? For someone who avoids human contact, it wouldn't be much of a neccessity to have a fast brain for smart retorts. And when he's in such a situation, you'll just find him silly trying hard to stand his ground.
--- FLIRTY Sometimes life gets boring and his loneliness sucks him up real good. In times like this, he's usual solitary nature fades and lets the animal in him out. Unafraid of people no more, he turns from secluded person to party animal. He'll flirt with anyone though he'll go for the same sex and did I mention he bags for the other team? Nothing lasts forever though and flings are usually out of his hair in no time. Gonna be a long road before this lonesome wolf finds his mate to stay with.
{{{cause we gotta take it deeper}}}
Mother : mrs. kylie williams . .
Father : sir frederick williams . .
Children : none . .
Siblings : none . .
Status : single and flirting . .
Partner : no one lasts . .
History :
Sean Matthew Williams was a child of sorts. He didn't talk to anyone. Didn't have that much friends. Sat at the corner in children's parties. Even cried his eyes out when a girl of his age would sit beside him. There was absolutely nothing his parents could do for him. No, his mother hadn't wanted their little angel to be taken to a shrink at such a young age, and yes, his dad had not wanted that either, maybe. He was just that. Unaware of the kids around him and would always keep to himself.
He loved his Nana very much though. That when she died of old age and Matt was just starting to experience hormones, he had locked himself up in his room for almost a day until his dad couldn't take it no more and had come barging into the room to find his son crumpled in a corner, eyes red with tears, muttering words of reassurances. It was too heartbreaking, too heartfelt that all anger had left his dad and he'd asked a new hiree to attend to whatever his son needed, abruptly leaving with his wife to retire to their own rooms, exhausted from a day's worry.
The new employee, at his twenties with a sea of girls at his feet, had carried the young boy to the bed and brought him milk and cookies, not leaving his master's side until he'd stopped whimpering and even breathes had took over. He knew he'd liked the child the moment he'd stared into those wide innocent eyes full of despair and had made a life's oath to never again let the boy feel such pain. Ah. A worker's dedication to his preferred job preference.
Matt had looked at his new keeper in wonder, and something had pierced his heart the first time he'd seen him. It was just like in school, where he'd just sit in a corner of the cafeteria and discreetly take glances at a girl whom all other boys were after. What the hell? What was wrong with him?
It grew though, it just grew, with every care his keeper had given to the child in his care, Matt had taken it for something else. He was ashamed, embarassed, even to himself that it just grew into frustration. Frustration which only fueled his academics more. What he lacked in social life, he had a loadful in thinking.
Girls. Boys. Was there really a difference? If he'd been too distant before, he was more distant now, though when it was needed, he'd talk, and with the little talk he'd given to the few people around him that he'd won their hearts and now he had a small circle of friends. Boys. Girls. Did it even matter? Yes. Of course. Society had long before set a norm. And it was just plain annoying.
But like all teens, he went on from raging hormones to insatiable desires. Whoa. That was just it.
He had a great family. Even though his parents were rarely at home. Still, when they had time, they made the most of it. But it had to stop, not the family outings, but the growing desire he was forming for his keeper. Yes, he got it on with girls whenever the desire was too much. But his efforts would always be a lost cause the moment he stepped into their front doors and his ever faithful servant was there to be of any service. Huh. 'Any service.'
He was old enough now. A few life experiences. He knew right from wrong. Girlfriends. Boyfriends. Grades. But there was his keeper fussing up the equation. He needed to get away and get some fresh air. The moment he'd graduated his third year from the state's private high school, he'd asked his parents if he could transfer to another school, anywhere but near his childhood crush which hadn't left him at all. The latter part he'd left out.
A dormitory. New people. More alone. He liked it. Childhood habits were hard to forget but he was getting better with the people-people interactions. Maybe then his troubled feelings would settle and real life HS would help him achieve just that. Maybe. Cause there's this part of him that he has yet to discover and his parents had gone to great extents to hide from him. They just want a perfect normal life for their son and to achieve that, a secluded town would be fit for their son. Mystic Falls. Yes, that sounded secluded.
{{{and you're in it for life}}}
Alias : vince . .
Age : 19 . .
RP experience : 3 years . .
Sample :
Any posts by Vince's other characters.
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