Post by DEMITRIUS SUAREZ on Dec 28, 2009 22:27:12 GMT -5
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FULL NAME Demitrius Charles Suarez[/FONT][/size]
AGE twenty
OCCUPATION part-time waiter
EDUCATION Junior in university
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PLAY BY Ryan Taylor
PLAY BY AGE 18-20
APPEARANCEHAIR• Alternating between short and long, Demi's hair is wavy but it's only noticable when long. Usually, he keeps it short. The long verson gets into his eyes, making it hard to take photos. He always runs his hands through it when he's stressed.
EYES• Demi's eyes are chocolate brown, the color of melted milk chocolate. Long, dark brown lashes frame the wide peepers. They turn down a bit on the inside corners, making him look contantly sad.
HEIGHT• Standing 6 foot 3 inches, Demi is far from the tallest person ever, but not the shortest either.
WEIGHT• 180 pounds, although Demi is actually skinny. The weight comes with the height.
BODY MODS• His penis is pierced
FASHION/STYLE• Demi is not one to care for passion. With parents like his, growing up he had high-end fashion at his disposal. His mother bought all his clothes however, for no matter how hard he tries, Demi could/can never care about fashion. He's happy in a simple jeans and tee, something comfortable to lounge about in./blockquote]---------------------
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MOTHER Lysandra Suarez, nee Craintia
AGE 48
OCCUPATION used to be a model, now an agent
FATHER Damien Suarez
AGE 41 when died
OCCUPATION used to be a construction tycoon, now deceased
SIBLINGS Ryan
AGE 18
OCCUPATION high school student
WEALTH pretty stinkin rich
HISTORYA bouncing baby boy was born on June 9th to some very happy parents. This was their first child and they showered the smiling baby with love. Demi, although his name was a bit odd, was a happy child. His father was a construction tycoon, who decided to make it his mission in life to teach Demi everything he knew. Even when his brother Ryan came around 2 years later, Demitri was the favorite to take over the family business.
As he grew, the boy found he had a special power over women. They seemed to like him, a lot. This he used to his advantage, having his first girl friend in kindergarden. Over the years he gained more and more notches on his bed post, although he did commit to a few of those. However, he used the mix of his good looks and charming personality to up his statis in the world.
Demi had always had a good relationship with his father, and would frequently accompany him to work sites. They would help the workers and do the things that construction tycoons do. One day, Demi and his father were standing on the beams of a soon to be building. They were having a fight about what the building should be used for and Demi kept walking toward his dad. His father would take a step back. Eventually, Demi got too close and his father took a step back and feel off then end of a three story beam. The fall killed him on inpact. Since that day, Demi never returned to a construction site. In fact, he gave the business to Ryan.
Demi went to college for his one great love- photography. It was the thing he was born to do, it seemed. He was talented and expanded upon this skill at college. Already some of his pictures have been put into galleries and magazines, and it can only go up from there.--------------------javascript:add("%208-)")-
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NAME Demi
AGE 15
YOUR EXPERIENCE 2 years
ROLE PLAY EXAMPLEThe curling grey fingers climbed up into the frozen air. Just as quickly as they appeared, they were gone, only to be replaced by more. The cold air made his skin hurt, but it wasn't unpleasant. The fingers clasping the cigarette were red, the lips releasing the smoke the smoke even more so. Ash fell to the ground, only to be blown away by the wind.
Demi didn't smoke as a rule, but sometimes he needed something real between his fingers. It was something stable that wouldn't change all of a sudden. Even if eventually the cigarette will burn out, it was real in the moment and that was all that mattered. He loved the caress of the smoke as it passed through his lips like that of a lover. His eyes closed in ecstasy as he exhaled, the warm blow of air making a gray and white cloud in the frozen air.
The world around him was oddly still. No birds sang for it was the middle of winter. A branch broke in the Forbidden Forest, but he wasn't afraid. The lake before him was covered in a thin sheet of ice. Nothing moved beneath the surface.
A weight settled heavily on his heart. It was a feeling he wasn't accustomed to, although he could not say why he felt like this. Maybe it was the effects of the cold or the cigarette clasped between his lips. Or maybe it was something else. It was possibly the attack on Isa, one of his best friends, that made him this way. He'd been so shaken the first day he'd heard, relying on Morty greatly. And then there was the matter of Amorte. Was he happy? That day at the party, well, it was still fresh in his mind.
On a sigh, he realized the intake of smoke. Whatever it was, Demi didn't like it. There was just something so wrong about feeling that way. A person his age should feel carefree and happy, not feeling as if the world would end any minute. That might not be so bad, considering what had happened to him the past few weeks. It was a crazy ride, this life. All he really wanted was for it to just be back to normal. Normal... what a crazy concept. What really defined 'normal'? There should have been a rule book, stating exactly what 'normal' was. It would make life all the easier---------------------
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