Post by gilliansmiles on Dec 8, 2011 21:53:18 GMT -5
MACTON-ROEDONOVANSTEWART !
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nicknames: Macton, Mac, M-Roe
birthday: 03 October, 1994
gender: Male
grade: Twelve
sexuality: Straight. Although he's never been in a relationship which has made things a bit hazy.
played by: Jaco Van Den Hoven[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
His hair is a mass of chocolate brown waves and curls, sitting just barely above his shoulders. It’s clean—for the most part, however it is usually unbrushed. Sometimes it can be seen tied back in a loose ponytail with half of the waves falling out, and other times it is covered by an oversized knit hat, sagging in the back.
His eye color is an icy blue. He usually gets complimented on them, however he’s oblivious to what the big deal is. He’d prefer green anyway.
Macton stands at-- brace yourself-- a staggering 6’8. He’s usually towering over everyone which has caused him to form a bit of a hunch, putting him at least an inch or two closer to average height.
Mac weighs 174 pounds. He’s quite underweight to say the least. He’s never had much of an appetite, giving the people the impression of him being anorexic. He will assure you this is not the case. Although, sometimes he will admit that he doesn’t eat too much, but not because he doesn’t want to.
Given a very light weight for a very tall body, it’s very easy to assume that he’s a frail boy. This is accurate. Macton isn’t a sports fan, in fact, he never engages in anything physical, so he’s pretty much skin and bones. He has very narrow hips and shoulders and his legs are pretty well proportioned to his torso.
Macton is very simple when it comes to his clothing. Not often will you see him in anything but a v-neck, unless the weather proves necessary to wear something a little cozier. Almost everything he wears is a few sizes too big. His shirts usually falling off one of his shoulders, and his pants going halfway down his behind, giving way to a pair of boxers. On his feet he’s almost always wearing his mustard yellow steel-toed boots, and in the summer, on occasion, you could see him in Toms.
personality:
TROUBLEMAKER: He's an adrenaline junkie, what can I say? He loves to fight, steal, break things and prank people. He finds that the reactions he gets out of people are absolutely hilarious, whether he's making someone laugh, or making them furious.
CARELESS: Almost everything Macton does, he does without thinking about it. He doesn't seem to acknowledge or care what the consequences of his actions or words will be. He gets himself into a lot of trouble saying things to people that hurt their feelings. The way he says things to people makes them think he's purposely doing it to make them mad or upset, but to be honest; he's too oblivious to realize he's hurting someone.
UNINTELLIGENT: His grades are basically all just over 50%. He has tutors in every single one of his classes and he constantly gets emails home about his problems in school. He probably could have better grades, but he cuts class so often he makes it near impossible for him to succeed. Not only is he unintelligent when it comes to school, but it applies to everything else. He can't seem to decipher right from wrong and if he does, he doesn't care anyway. He gets himself into fights, accidents, etc simply because he can't make the conscious decision to not do something.
EASILY MANIPULATED: He will do anything to please people and get attention. If you ask him to steal something, he'll do it as if it was his job. He loves getting reactions out of people, and for that reason, among others, he gets into a lot of trouble. Also, since he's pretty well off when it comes to money, if you ever ask him to get you something or lend you some money, you can bet he'll pull out a stack of cash and hand it out like it was your birthday.
HAPPY: Macton isn't all trouble and mischief. He really is genuinely happy with his life. He has great parents who care a lot about him and a day never goes by that he doesn't do something crazy and fun, even if it's at the expense of his safety. Along with him being happy, he loves to make others happy, even if that means doing whatever they say.
OBLIVIOUS: Mac usually doesn't have a hot clue what's going on. He’s always staring off into space, thinking about nothing at all. Sometimes when people are talking to him, they'll notice him go off into a daze and have to snap him back into reality. This also makes him a bit socially awkward when around girls he likes, or girls that like him. He never knows if they're into him or if they're completely horrified by him.
FULL OF SURPRISES: What I mean by this is that he always seems to do things that shock or surprise people. One day he'll show up with a tattoo on his arm, or all his hair shaved off, leaving people completely confused by what his deal is. Not only that, but sometimes he does things that shows people he cares a lot about them, but yet he couldn't care less about almost everything else. Some people find this completely annoying because he's inconsistent, but others are intrigued by it and it's what makes them love him.
CLUMSY: Macton is always battered and bruised by random accidents he gets himself into. It takes so long for his brain to reach his feet he never has enough time to catch himself before he goes tumbling to the ground. People tease him about how he struggles to even put one foot in front of another, and he embraces the fact that he's a klutz and usually goes along with their jokes.
likes:
Cigarettes
Weed
Parties
His boots
Alternative music
Gum
Money (and spending it too)
Video games
Trouble
Adrenaline rushes
His parents (although he refuses to show it)
Summer
Meeting new people
dislikes:
School work
Teachers
Sports
Country music
Shorts
Fruits and vegetables
Waking up early
Commitment
strengths:
Getting into trouble
Playing video games
Packing bowls
Violin, however he doesn’t play it anymore
He believes he doesn’t really have any other talents. If only he applied himself, he might be able to prove himself wrong.
weaknesses:
Academics
Sports
Making eye contact
Being on time
Making the right decision
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father: His father, Donovan Stewart, is 46 years old and owns and manages a printing company. He has a few anxiety issues, given all the responsibilities he has on his shoulders, so he doesn’t pay that much emotional attention to Macton. You could say he’s buried in his work, but Macton doesn’t care a whole lot either way. He gives him financial support and that’s all Mac really expects from his father.
siblings: Macton is an only child, he’s always been spoiled by his parents and probably always will. He has a lot of support from them, even if he doesn’t deserve it sometimes. He usually takes the amount of care they give him for granted.
significant other (s): None
pets: None
hometown: Vancouver, British Columbia[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
other characters in jackson: None
best way to reach you: leech_46@hotmail.com[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
Sample:
Macton rolled out of his bed as his internal alarm clock told him it was time for school. He was already ten minutes late, but that didn’t quite light a fire under his ass, so to speak. He rubbed his icy blue eyes and looked himself up and down. Disgusted with his bed head, he grabbed a thin, black elastic and threw it into a loose ponytail and before fastening the elastic around the mass of hair, pieces already started falling out. It was the best he was going to do for now.
He reached into his drawer and found the first white v-neck he saw, among many. This one happened to be rather large on him. When he put it on it draped his bony shoulders and concealed any shape or curve he had to him. However, that had always remained unseen. He slipped on a pair of fresh red boxers and slowly dragged himself to his closet. He tore a pair of dark wash skinny jeans off of a hanger and slipped them on, jumping around on one foot trying to keep his balance. Macton didn’t own a belt, therefore the pants would remain falling a few too many inches below his hips, where they should have been sitting.
He entered the bathroom that was connected to his room and grabbed his toothbrush, dropping a glob of toothpaste on and quickly giving them a brush. He spit into the sink, washed the remnants out with water and headed for the door.
On his way out he grabbed the brown, tattered messenger bag off of the beanbag chair in the corner of his room and headed upstairs. He skipped breakfast as he usually did and ignored saying good-bye to his mother who was another flight of stairs away. He grabbed the keys to his black, 1987 Jeep Grand Cherokee and went out his main door.
Once inside the vehicle he twisted the key, his Jeep making noises that no car should make, and headed off to school. He blew a few stop signs and sped for the majority of the time before getting to school, taking a parking spot in one of the last rows. He reached into the console of the vehicle and grabbed a small Ziploc bag. It was filled with a gram of weed that he had purchased last night, but never ended up using. No time like the present. He opened his messenger bag and pulled out a bright red, yellow and blue pipe. One of many paraphernalia Macton owned, and not even close to his most impressive. However, he always kept some instrument handy in case he needed a hoot or two. He packed a fat bowl into the pipe and set it ablaze, smoke forming all around him, engulfing the lanky boy. In other words, hot boxing. After he cashed the bowl he checked himself in the mirror, his eyes already turning bloodshot. He gave himself a goofy grin and headed inside to school, no less than half an hour late for class.
He pushed through the double doors and went down a few hallways until he reached his lockeR. He fiddled around with the lock, twisted it too many times, then not enough. After what seemed like ages he finally cracked the lock open and reached to the top shelf, grabbing a bottle of Abercrombie and Fitch Fierce cologne. He sprayed himself a couple times, already giving himself a headache. To be honest, he hated the smell, but it was the only thing he had handy that could mask the smell of pot that was beginning to become embedded into his clothing. He grabbed a math text book that was basically collecting dust in his locker and headed to his classroom.
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