Post by robin on Feb 1, 2012 17:12:24 GMT -5
ROBINANGELOMcCRAY !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: Rob and sometimes Arlo. -glares- Don't ever call me "Robbie".
age: 20 years of sexiness. -wriggles eyebrows-
gender: -blinks- You have to ask?
Total stud!role: College student.
sexuality: Straight.
played by: Darren Criss[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
Robin is 6 feet and 2 extra inches tall. His skin is a warm tone of olive and his build is wonderfully defined. Robin's eyes are a lax shade of green to the point where, in the trick of the light they're almost grey. His naturally curly hair is kept clipped short and very soft to the touch.
From afar he resembles one of those cool aloof jerks who'd choke a baby before giving you the time of day. That is until he catches your eyes and graces you with his warm smile. Not the award winning one, he uses that one for his girl.
personality:
THE GENTLEMAN
You know that cute guy with the infectious smile who has a knack for making even a grinch bust a gut? That my friends is the one and only Robin McCray. Robin is from the laid-back stock, he tends to take issues in stride and doesn't let distress ruffle his feathers. He is forever gracing people with his boyish smile.
He's stupid, he can't help it. Robin sucks at expressing his feelings and sometimes he can have the attention span of a gerbil. But when you need him the most watch and he'll surprise you. Robin is a very good listener and is generally a caring person, protective even. He's easy to talk to and honestly hates to see people hurt, especially if he really cares about them.
Like a certain giiiiii-
"SHUTUP!"
Ahem.....when he's mad, he's angry. Which is scary, for Robin is hardly angry. Once he's fired up you'd be better off leaving him alone, don't provoke him. There's only so many things that piss him off and once he's gone Robin ain't coming back. There is a specific reason as to why he weight trains.....
Last but not least Rob is a goof. Complete goof. If he can't get anything else right in life you can bet he'll have you a good time and make you bust a gut laughing. Rob just can't help it, nobody even knows where the heck his sense of humor even came from.
likes: "I LIIIIIIIIIKE-"
Comic Books: Dude what can I say? I grew UP on this stuff. Marvel, DC and even some shonen manga all the way. I even have collector's editions. -shrugs- Don't judge me!
Pianoforte & Guitar: What? It's therapeutic and I enjoy it. It's a favorite past-time of mine and a gift passed down from my moth-I'd rather not talk about it.
Weight-training: Helps me blow off a lot of steam,especially since I'm really not good at....expressing my emotions so to speak. Even though I'm the screw up but whatever.
Pulling pranks: DUDE, who DOESN'T like to do this?! Alright, yes there's a time to work and get serious but....I love to trollolol. Especially my best-friend. She's a snark so...she deserves it. XD
Staying up late w/movie marathons: What? I'm a guy!
Girls: Look, just because I'm technically the "cute retard" doesn't mean I don't enjoy the opposite sex. -smirk-
Mysterious Girls and Girls Next Door: Ya know, maybe I'm a fool. But its just something about chasing the mysterious girl who'll punch you in the face when you attempt to flirt with her. And girls next door are just....well they're just made of awesome.
Parkour: This crap is addictive.
Showering: Look I may be a man but B.O is not my thing. I have a sensitive nose man, can't take the smells.
Screwing crap up: Anybody who really knows me honestly understands that I mean well. Seriously. But it's like being the funny guy is part of my genetic make up and MAN am I good at it. XD
dislikes: "I HATE-"
The fact that I am an open book, but I'm not: Makes sense when you don't think about it. I suck at expressing myself, I suck even worse at expressing my feelings. I'm more of a...."actions speak louder than words' kinda guy.
Milk: ......NO. Just...NO.
When people call me Robbie: Dude, it's bad enough that I'm named after a bird, but it's a fricking girl's name as well. Call me Robbie, and I will end you.
Shallow girls: You know, sometimes I may be a lil' dense and yes I can be pretty stupid but...I have a brain. And I don't appreciate it when shallow chicks only want me for my money or my anatomy. I'm not a hit and run man.
Meat: I'm not a meat-eater. The sight of beef turns me off, completely. I just, no. Just no.
My brother: Yea we.....everytime I see him I want to break his face. The feeling is mutual.
My father: He and I don't get along. We just don't.
strengths:
Can laugh almost anything off.
Puts others before himself.
Seemingly bounces back from depression like a boomerang.
weaknesses:
Berates himself.
Bottles everything up inside.
Completely stubborn.
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: Logan McCray
siblings:Jude Grayson [Half-brother], Marina Donahue [Half-sister]
significant other (s): I am head over heels in-love with my best-friend......please don't tell her I said that.
pets: I have a dalmatian, and her name is Phoenix.
hometown: Brooklyn, New York.
brief history:
Robin's history is convoluted and complete with your very own material-hungry, high-end achieving back-stabbing family. His life certainly did not start out that way, from what he remembers at least. He was born to a broken home with only his mother to care for him. Robin really didn't mind growing up because she'd raised him with love, seeing as she had virtually nothing else to give.
His father never bat an eyelash about him and didn't meet the boy until he was 12 years old, which was practically grown. By then Robin was soaring in his talents in music and wanted to pursue its studies. He and his mother moved from Brooklyn to Jacksonville, New Jersey in the spring before he entered 6th grade. She'd told him it was because she wanted him to attend the music school based there, but children are smarter than we give them credit for. Robin had a prickling feeling his mother meant more than she let on.
Robin continues to reside in Jacksonville, NJ. Though now a college student handling his business and trying to make a name for himself. Occasionally he'd run into his jerk of a half-brother and they'd have it out, [because, mind you Jude is the "perfect" one and Rob's the "screw up".] and he'd bump into his half-sister now and then. [Geez does McCray get around or what?]
Currently our lover boy is struggling with the ever budding feelings he has for his oblivious best friend. At least, he thinks she's oblivious. Let's see how that plays out!
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SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: Nope!
best way to reach you: PMs and Email.
RP sample:
NOSTALGIA. Or ONE REASON WHY ROBIN McCRAY HATES HIS LIFE.
He hated being home on holiday.
He absolutely hated it.
Robin blew through his nose and allowed his body to fall back onto his bed. He blinked his chocolate brown eyes and resisted the urge to yawn, sleep had been begging him entirely. He eyed the clock on the wall and rubbed his eyes once more.
This was going to suck entirely.
"Might as well unpack and make myself at home."The spiky-haired brunette snorted at the irony of his statement. Home, a sanctuary away from the madness of the world, or the trap locking you up with your inner demons. For Robin the definition was the latter...not the former. Carelessly flinging his clothes about his bed Robin failed to notice something tumble to the floor.
Clang!
He blinked and reached down to pick it up. It was smooth and small, rectangular in shape and ivory in color. Robin ran his prodigal fingers over its form and breathed.
It was a piano key.
The one that his mother had given him.
Robin allowed gravity to plop him on the bed as he vaguely recalled the memory.
Flashback
It was in the middle of summer, or was it the beginning of it? Robin wasn't exactly sure but he did remember sunshine and the scent of fresh rain...so maybe it was mid-spring?
He'd been 6 yrs old then....or 5, spiky-haired, bright-eyed and a bit tall for his age. He and his mother, Karina lived in a small apartment complex in the roughest part of Brooklyn, New York. They had scarce furniture, and the only worth they owned was a piano that took up most of the front room.
"It's a family heirloom baby,"He remembered his mother saying, "Passed down from generation to generation."
"Do you play it mama?"
Her eyes went downcast, "No, but I used to."
It had been several days later, when Robin was home alone because his mother had been working late, again. He'd climbed onto the worn out bench and ran his small fingers over the dusty keys. He tapped one key after another, tip...tap...tip...and kept at it until suddenly the notes strung themselves together in a most pleasant tune. Robin had no idea what he was doing, but he felt it. It was then his mother came barreling into the room.
"Robin, were you playing the piano??"
".....Yes mama.....I...I didn't mean to!"
He was cut off as Karina swept him into a tight embrace, "That was amazing baby! I knew there was something special about you! I TOLD Logan-"
The 5 year old blinked in confusion, "Who??"
Karina's eyes widened and she regarded her only child,"Nobody baby. Come on Robbie, mama has something she wants to give you."
That was when she gave him the piano key. The very same key she'd gotten from her grandfather. Robin smiled absentmindedly at the memory,closely followed by a scowl. Directly after that his life went downhill from there. His father, business tycoon Logan McCray had strode into the picture and snatched him away from his mother. Something about her being "unfit to care for his son and his shameful upbringing" and that if she ever came near him again he'd have her incarcerated. Robin never saw his mother again after that and his troll of a father made no intention in giving him clues to find her either.
"You should be grateful Robin that I've taken you in. You lived in a cramped apartment and had nothing to your name! That whore couldn't take care of you if her life depended on it! With me you have everything boy, a room, a bed, and 3 pianos."
Little Robin looked at his father plainly,"We didn't have everything, but mama raised me with love."
"Well,"Logan replied dismissively as he headed for the parlor,"You'll just have to learn to live without that."
End flashback
Knock. Knock. Knock.
Robin groaned and put a pillow over his head, "Go away Winston."
"Mr. Robin,"Winston replied, "Your father has requested you at the dining room for lunch with the rest of the family. So I suggest you get a move on."
The freshman cursed under his breath as he rolled onto his back.
Yes, holiday would suck entirely.
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