Post by Oliver Porter on Apr 23, 2008 2:40:52 GMT -5
{Things Are Shaping Up To Be Pretty Odd}
Your Name: Cristina
Age: 18
Roleplaying Experience: 3
Contact Info: PM would be best
How Did You Find Us: Umm well I was searching around a bunch of sites hopping from one to another going from Ad board to Ad board until I found here.
{Time To Dance}
Full Name: Oliver Michael Porter
Nickname: Ollie
Age/ Date of Birth: 18 | June 12
Grade: Freshman
Poster: Chace Crawford
{Losing The Feeling of Feeling Unique}
Likes:
-Coffee
-Girls
-Music
-Fish tacos
-Dogs
-Swimming
-Basketball
-Partying
-Traveling
-Hanging out with friends
Dislikes:
-Extremely cold weather
-Hypocrites
-Politics
-Country music
-Liars
-Homeless people
-Looking like an idiot
-Cats
-Hangovers
-Spiders
Hobbies:
-Swimming
-Cooking
-Dressing up in fancy suits for no real reason just because he can/
Goals:
-To graduate that would be a big one.
-Make it into the Olympics assuming that his swimming improves enough to where he is a real contender.
-Or if he doesn't do that then to follow in his dad's foot steps and become a lawyer
Fears:
-Death in general.
-Huge fear of elevators hence why he always uses the stairs.
-Circus people of any kind. They are all just freaky creatures.
{Imagine Knowing Me}
Personality:
Neat: Oliver is very organized when it comes to his life. He likes his appearance to be nice as well as his body to be in top physical performance. His room is kept in the best condition it can be for a teenage boy while his CDs and DVD collections are in alphabetical order. Not to say that Oliver is a bit OCD about certain things but in his world he likes certain things to be a certain way, and when things aren’t that way he feels the need to fix the problem.
Cunning: Oliver finds that any problem can be solved with a little communication, which is why he is known to be able to talk his way out of any situation. It is not that Oliver is deceptive, but more that he has a natural ability to spin the truth so that it favors him. He blames that one the fact that his father is a top notch lawyer who taught him these lessons at an early age.
Goofy: Oliver is always up to have a good time, and he finds that most of the time he spends his day trying to make his friends laugh. Oliver always tries to be the life of any party as he is known for attempting the extreme and never backing down form a dare.
Sweet: Oliver is sweet, in more ways than one. He has found that so many guys have tarnish what it means to be a guy, that Oliver has made it one of his many missions in life to restore honor to the male species. This is why Oliver always treats his girlfriends with respect and, seeing as he has the money too, giving them lots of attention and gifts like he thinks they deserve. Then again many females have caught on to his trick and thus only want to go out with him so they get free things, which is why Oliver is so selective when it comes to finding the right girl. Call it picky, but Oliver says he just has refined tastes.
Any Secrets?: Oliver blames himself for his parents breakup. Even though all of the problems seemed to star before he was born he still thinks that he may have been the one that broke everything for his family.
Physical Appearance: Oliver has short brown hair that he always keeps around ear length with his bangs drooping down his forehead, or pushed to the side. Not in any way the disgusting emo look that so many people are finding attractive these days. Oh no Oliver is refined in his looks and the way he dresses. Finding that nothing is to expensive when it comes to him seeing as his parents can afford it and everyone knows that. So while he may dress in designer duds that is the only way that Oliver likes to flaunt the riches that he has, unlike like his sister Arianna. Don't get Oliver wrong though. When he has to clean up and not dress in the designer jeans that have been already bleached and ruffled to perfect he can. Oliver likes to add his own flair to suits like a pair of Converse shoes with a suit, something that switches everything up so that he is different from the norm.
His body is perfect as he treats it like the temple that it is. Breakfast? Kashi cereal with soy milk and slices of banana mixed in what else would he eat? This body has defiantly not seen a McDonalds in a long time. He works out like crazy as he tries to reach that elusive goal of being the best on the swim team.
Biography: Oliver was born to Max and Elissia Porter whose marriage was long since broken apart before the contractions even started. He was the product of a bad decision in a desperate attempt by two people to fix their marriage. Instead he became the thing that drove them further apart. Now he has that demon hanging over his head as he feels guilty for breaking up his family.
Apparently the story goes for about the first for years of young Oliver's life his parents weren't even around as they had abandoned their children so they could move to opposite ends of the country, leaving Oliver and his sister in the care of nannies. Not that Oliver really remembers much as he was still little and his memories don't really start until he lived with his dad, Max, in Los Angeles. All he knows is that after the first few trips of flying across the country to go visit his Mom flying was not an issue for him as you quickly got over any fears of heights or planes as you were suspended in a giant metal cabin god knows how many feet up.
After a while as Oliver got older the trips to visit his Mom and sister became less and less frequent until they just about stopped all together. Leaving Oliver to find something to fill that void in his life which is what led him to the sport of swimming. A sport that he was really quite good at and pretty much mastered almost all the strokes, expect for the breaststroke. Then again who really cares about the breaststroke? It slow way to boring. His favorite stoke is the butterfly of course, easily the hardest stroke in swimming and one that he has come to dominate in the California swimming scene.
So after graduating high school, third in his class and Captain three years in a row of the Varsity swim team, he found himself filled with tons of scholarship opportunities but only a handful that interested him. Hastings was really the school that caught his eye, not because he knew that is where his sister went, but because of all the prestige and hype that was placed on the school. You graduate from Hastings and you could do whatever you wanted in the world.
{But It's Better If You Do}
Family At Hastings: Arianna Porter
Sexuality: Straight
Crushing?: No one so far, but the school year has just begun.
Best Friend Requests: Nope sorry.
Current Residence: Dorm
Major/Minor:
Legal Studies
Prelaw Studies
{Toast The Fine Folks}
RP Sample:
Read the Rules?: Lucky Duck
Other: I really hate applications… not that anyone really likes them or anything…
Your Name: Cristina
Age: 18
Roleplaying Experience: 3
Contact Info: PM would be best
How Did You Find Us: Umm well I was searching around a bunch of sites hopping from one to another going from Ad board to Ad board until I found here.
{Time To Dance}
Full Name: Oliver Michael Porter
Nickname: Ollie
Age/ Date of Birth: 18 | June 12
Grade: Freshman
Poster: Chace Crawford
{Losing The Feeling of Feeling Unique}
Likes:
-Coffee
-Girls
-Music
-Fish tacos
-Dogs
-Swimming
-Basketball
-Partying
-Traveling
-Hanging out with friends
Dislikes:
-Extremely cold weather
-Hypocrites
-Politics
-Country music
-Liars
-Homeless people
-Looking like an idiot
-Cats
-Hangovers
-Spiders
Hobbies:
-Swimming
-Cooking
-Dressing up in fancy suits for no real reason just because he can/
Goals:
-To graduate that would be a big one.
-Make it into the Olympics assuming that his swimming improves enough to where he is a real contender.
-Or if he doesn't do that then to follow in his dad's foot steps and become a lawyer
Fears:
-Death in general.
-Huge fear of elevators hence why he always uses the stairs.
-Circus people of any kind. They are all just freaky creatures.
{Imagine Knowing Me}
Personality:
Neat: Oliver is very organized when it comes to his life. He likes his appearance to be nice as well as his body to be in top physical performance. His room is kept in the best condition it can be for a teenage boy while his CDs and DVD collections are in alphabetical order. Not to say that Oliver is a bit OCD about certain things but in his world he likes certain things to be a certain way, and when things aren’t that way he feels the need to fix the problem.
Cunning: Oliver finds that any problem can be solved with a little communication, which is why he is known to be able to talk his way out of any situation. It is not that Oliver is deceptive, but more that he has a natural ability to spin the truth so that it favors him. He blames that one the fact that his father is a top notch lawyer who taught him these lessons at an early age.
Goofy: Oliver is always up to have a good time, and he finds that most of the time he spends his day trying to make his friends laugh. Oliver always tries to be the life of any party as he is known for attempting the extreme and never backing down form a dare.
Sweet: Oliver is sweet, in more ways than one. He has found that so many guys have tarnish what it means to be a guy, that Oliver has made it one of his many missions in life to restore honor to the male species. This is why Oliver always treats his girlfriends with respect and, seeing as he has the money too, giving them lots of attention and gifts like he thinks they deserve. Then again many females have caught on to his trick and thus only want to go out with him so they get free things, which is why Oliver is so selective when it comes to finding the right girl. Call it picky, but Oliver says he just has refined tastes.
Any Secrets?: Oliver blames himself for his parents breakup. Even though all of the problems seemed to star before he was born he still thinks that he may have been the one that broke everything for his family.
Physical Appearance: Oliver has short brown hair that he always keeps around ear length with his bangs drooping down his forehead, or pushed to the side. Not in any way the disgusting emo look that so many people are finding attractive these days. Oh no Oliver is refined in his looks and the way he dresses. Finding that nothing is to expensive when it comes to him seeing as his parents can afford it and everyone knows that. So while he may dress in designer duds that is the only way that Oliver likes to flaunt the riches that he has, unlike like his sister Arianna. Don't get Oliver wrong though. When he has to clean up and not dress in the designer jeans that have been already bleached and ruffled to perfect he can. Oliver likes to add his own flair to suits like a pair of Converse shoes with a suit, something that switches everything up so that he is different from the norm.
His body is perfect as he treats it like the temple that it is. Breakfast? Kashi cereal with soy milk and slices of banana mixed in what else would he eat? This body has defiantly not seen a McDonalds in a long time. He works out like crazy as he tries to reach that elusive goal of being the best on the swim team.
Biography: Oliver was born to Max and Elissia Porter whose marriage was long since broken apart before the contractions even started. He was the product of a bad decision in a desperate attempt by two people to fix their marriage. Instead he became the thing that drove them further apart. Now he has that demon hanging over his head as he feels guilty for breaking up his family.
Apparently the story goes for about the first for years of young Oliver's life his parents weren't even around as they had abandoned their children so they could move to opposite ends of the country, leaving Oliver and his sister in the care of nannies. Not that Oliver really remembers much as he was still little and his memories don't really start until he lived with his dad, Max, in Los Angeles. All he knows is that after the first few trips of flying across the country to go visit his Mom flying was not an issue for him as you quickly got over any fears of heights or planes as you were suspended in a giant metal cabin god knows how many feet up.
After a while as Oliver got older the trips to visit his Mom and sister became less and less frequent until they just about stopped all together. Leaving Oliver to find something to fill that void in his life which is what led him to the sport of swimming. A sport that he was really quite good at and pretty much mastered almost all the strokes, expect for the breaststroke. Then again who really cares about the breaststroke? It slow way to boring. His favorite stoke is the butterfly of course, easily the hardest stroke in swimming and one that he has come to dominate in the California swimming scene.
So after graduating high school, third in his class and Captain three years in a row of the Varsity swim team, he found himself filled with tons of scholarship opportunities but only a handful that interested him. Hastings was really the school that caught his eye, not because he knew that is where his sister went, but because of all the prestige and hype that was placed on the school. You graduate from Hastings and you could do whatever you wanted in the world.
{But It's Better If You Do}
Family At Hastings: Arianna Porter
Sexuality: Straight
Crushing?: No one so far, but the school year has just begun.
Best Friend Requests: Nope sorry.
Current Residence: Dorm
Major/Minor:
Legal Studies
Prelaw Studies
{Toast The Fine Folks}
RP Sample:
Outfit
Jackson got out of the cab with his guitar case in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. Immediately after getting out of the comfort of the yellow metal box he was it with sights, sounds, and smells that were nothing like he had experienced before. This was Vegas the place that they made thousands of movies out of and he was here. All alone on the infamous Las Vegas strip with no protection from the world his twin brother, Reed, it was just him and the world right now. Jackson stepped onto the sidewalk as he just looked around at everything that was going on in front of him, there were so many lights and people no wonder people loved it here. There was so much to do, so much outside of the sheltered Nellis Air Force base where he had spent the last week or so until his parents finalized on the papers for their first real house. For the first time in Jackson’s life he was going to live in a house a real house that was not government owned property, not something where all the houses looked the exact same and not something where you got your mail from a universal giant metal box where everyone had their own key to their individual boxes.
“Holy shit” Jackson said to himself as he started to walk along, not really knowing where he was going but he figured he could find some good place to play and maybe earn some cash from the tourists. Not that he wasn’t a tourist, well technically he wasn’t since he was going to be living here but damn he sure felt like one everything just felt so new and wonderful he loved it.
Jackson started to walk along as he looked at a few of the street performers they were good but nothing like he did. His act was simple, an acoustic guitar and him singing hopefully he would earn enough cash to pay for the taxi rides and maybe twenty bucks or something. He really wasn’t expecting much because he had never performed for an American crowd, even though he technically was American he had never really lived in America except for his elementary school years. Even then so much had happened that it was now a blur as he was only focused on the here and now. Anything that would get him closer to his elusive goal of making it big with music and it seemed like Vegas was the perfect place for him to be as, aside from Los Angeles, stars were born here.
As he walked along searching for the perfect place to sit and play, or stand if he had too, he kept smiling to people and saying hello but all he seemed to get were mean stairs or huge smiles from the hookers on the street, or what he assumed were hookers. It was a bit hard to tell here Vegas was like an entirely new world to him but he kinda wished that Reed was here with him. Then again if Reed were here they would have found the gayest club in Vegas and he probably would be watching his brother dancing on a poll in high heels and a mini skirt. Not something he liked to see it was bad enough that he had now started to go out to the clubs in Japan in heels, skirts, crazy makeup, bleached out hair, and all around chick clothes but here it would just be even worse. His brother was quite possibly the gayest person he had ever met, and that included all the Harajuku freaks in Japan. Wait no scratch that Reed hadn’t started to dye his hair like a rainbow… yet. Either way it was good that they were starting to separate and now seeing as they looked completely different people might not think of them as just the Hollis boys but actually as the individuals they were.
Jackson walked over to the side of one of the casino buildings; it looked like he was just going to have to stand for the rest of the night seeing as all the good places to sit seemed to be taken by a swarm of people. Jackson bent down opening up his guitar case as he took out his black acoustic guitar placing the lighting bolt strap as it fit comfortable on his shoulder. Jackson moved around the open guitar case so that it could be used to throw the tips into, like all great musicians did when they first started out, standing up he smiled at the small crowd that had stopped to see what he was going to do. Taking the pick that was resting in between the strings he placed it in his right hand as he positioned his left hand on the first chord of the song that was stuck in his head. The only way to get it out would be to play it. Strumming the first cord he began to sing “I would swallow my pride…I would choke on the rhines” singing and playing the song he knew so well to be Inside Out by Eve 6 “But the lack thereof would leave me empty inside…I would swallow my doubt turn it inside out…find nothing but faith in nothing.”
Read the Rules?: Lucky Duck
Other: I really hate applications… not that anyone really likes them or anything…