Post by DAMIEN ALESSANDRO REID on Dec 27, 2009 15:17:41 GMT -5
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FULL NAME damien alessandro reid[/FONT][/size]
AGE twenty.
OCCUPATION unemployed
EDUCATION university sophomore.
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PLAY BY alessandro de marco
PLAY BY AGE not positive but I say around 21 - 22 ish?
APPEARANCEDamien has brown hair that covers his eyes depending on how he messes with it that day. His eyes are brown and almond shaped. He sometimes comes off looking like a stoner or a drunk, but he isn't. Damien is Italian by heritage, thus the reason of his skin tone. He stands about six feet tall and weighs about one hundred thirty pounds. He's very into fashion and whatnot, even though he can't really afford some things he wants.---------------------
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MOTHER lilanna clarke.
AGE forty five.
OCCUPATION teacher.
FATHER biological father unknown. step father -theodore clarke.
AGE forty four.
OCCUPATION season mall santa / ihop waiter.
SIBLINGS aubrey clarke.
AGE sixteen.
OCCUPATION high school sophomore.
WEALTH lower middle class.
HISTORYDamien was born on April fifth, nineteen eighty-nine to Lilanna Reid. His father left his mother as soon as he found out that Lilanna was pregnant. His name never spoken in Reid home. Damien still has no idea who his father is. As soon as Damien was old enough, he was placed into daycare while his mother went back to her job teaching at the local elementary school. The two living off a teacher salary in a two bedroom apartment in the southern most part of San Francisco.
Years went on and Damien grew to be an average kid. Here and there he'd get into some sort of trouble - only once with the police - like all kids. At age twelve, Lilanna met Theodore Clarke and married him shortly after. This annoying the boy as he was never asked his opinion and ended up with a younger sister. He was not comfortable with change, his mother marrying some stranger and taking care of yet another kid was soon going to prove it.
After a long, dreadful, amount of time, the Reid-Clarke home finally became some what normal.Damien somewhat still acting out, unwilling to accept the fact it was no long him and his mother anymore. As he finished high school, he took the knowledge of leaving to go to the local University gave him more freedom. Also giving him the chance to find out who his biological father. Alive or dead.
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NAME keesha.
AGE fifteen.
YOUR EXPERIENCE a year.
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLEIt was rare to have free time, a time when there wasn't a ridiculously massive load of homework or to cram for a test Joel had the next day. For the boy, all those things were normal everyday chores, which in all honesty he hated. But it was school, so who didn't hate it? Smiling to himself, the teen dug through a bunch of old video games he'd let the dust to gather upon. He'd eventually find one he and Jason would both like, well maybe. It'd been a while since Joel could spend time just sitting on his couch playing video games, let alone with his best friend beside him.
NFL 2006, Halo, NCAA 2006, just a few of the games Joel had found in the old cabinet where his gaming station was. None of them truly sounded interesting; then again, he'd played and beat them all once before. “Choose one.” The teen eventually sighed. They'd be there all night if Joel had to decided. 'The secret side of me I never let you see' began to play from Joel's blackberry. Talie! Dropping the games on the floor he raced for the black cell phone. “Oh shit. Fuck, Jason we got to go now!” The brunette raced around the room – grabbing his jacket, shoes, and keys. Joel had wondered where his sister was, but never actually taking the time to find out. He assumed she was okay, with a friend or something. How could he have been so stupid?
Never actually reading the text, Joel really had no idea what had happened. Seeing the words 'Central Park' and 'knife' sent his stomach in knots. Talie cut and he was the only one who knew. His parents were completely clueless.. Well, as far as he knew they were. Some days he hated being the secret keeper, the one who she turned to and expected for him to make it better. It hurt Joel to see his sister like that, but he kept it to himself and did what he did out of love. The boy knew he should have taken her to get help in a mental ward of some type. He simply couldn't. Not because she had asked him not to, but because doing that to her would kill him inside.
As he's feet hit the sidewalk that traveled through the park, he couldn't help but to sprint. It was Talie, his sister, his only sister. It wasn't long until he found her, still it felt as if it took longer than it should. Barely able to breath and never actually taking the time to stop, Joel took out the bandages he usually carried in his pockets. He was prepared, though he had to be. “Tals, it's going to be okay.” He whispered, removing her hand from the cut wrist and putting the bandage on it. The teen had no idea where Jason was, nor did he actually care at the minute. Talie was his main priority.---------------------
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