Post by Danny Dubois on Dec 11, 2012 21:51:44 GMT -5
This application is in no way affiliated with Maggie, the writer of Danny Dubois.
About My Character:
Full Name: Kazek Siewicz ( no middle name, ethnicity: polish ) Nickname: Kaze
[Full name Pronounced Cah-zyk Zy-Vitch ]
[Nickname pronounced Caw-Zay ]
Age: 17 Nov 14 1994
Gender: Male
Grade: Junior
Sports/Clubs: None, although mildly athletic
Appearance: (Thick, wild, and out of control dark brown hair. Aside from a cleanly dressed body and outstanding hygiene, his hair protrudes out in different directions. He has light skin and dark eyes. Kazek often looks tired and distressed. And because he comes from a rather wealthy background he is always dressed in nice clothing and looks clean-cut from the neck down. )
Personality: Obsessive compulsive. Anxious, stressed, tired and paranoid. His hands must be washed, his clothes must be clean. Always. He changes his clothing close to 6 times a day and needs to wash his hands periodically. He is quite uncomfortable with physical contact and he's often very quiet. He gets an average of 4-5 hours of sleep a night, resulting in the bags under his eyelids. He is obedient and well-mannered.
Background: I grew up with a single mother. She is a very sweet woman, my poor poor mother. She was once beautiful, but time has not been kind to her. Still, she is beautiful to me. You see, because of the money that she had it was difficult for her to find a good husband. She was constantly seeking love, and because of this i was left alone quite often throughout my childhood. I didn't mind though, she was always there for me when it counted. And I was there for her, always, even if she couldn't understand why I had done it.
My father passed away when I was young, I never knew him. He was a good man, though, she says. He loved me and her very much and worked very hard to make sure we had what we do now. He was a business man, any other detail about him I cannot recall. My mother went into depression for a year after his death and in this time I found that I had grown mature far earlier than any of my peers. Death does this kind of thing to you, that's why I had to take care of my mother after my father's passing. She thought she had found love again with a new man, but she had not, I knew.
He always smiled.
That smile that was fake, the smile that was forced. We both pretended, and we did it well. I pretended that I wasn't thinking the awful things that I was. He pretended he was content, he pretended he was happy in his average life. But he was not. That's why he wanted her, he wanted her money. I would know. He didn't have to explain himself, he couldn't. I didn't give him enough time.
She screamed when she found him.
About Me:
my name, is danny.
How old are you? (18 duuudee)
How long have you been role playing/writing? for years and years and years. probably since i was like... idk 9?
How did you find us? i was seeking a roleplay on neoprats and i saw a board so then i came here heh.
Are you planning on bringing anymore characters? nawww.
What time zone are you in? eastern
How often will you be able to come on? every day i don't live life.
Is there any other way we can contact you? yep i have msn, email, da, tons of ways just ask me for one.
