Post by ellie on Feb 13, 2012 19:42:56 GMT -5
GRIFFINMICHAELBURNS !
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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: Grif, Michael,
age: Twenty-Four
gender: Male
role: local
sexuality: heterosexual
played by: Paul Walker[/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]
Appearance wise he doesn't tend to care too much about. Whether he's covered in dirt, blood, or any other debris. Griffin doesn't mind it. The only thing that does begin to irritate him is when his hair begins getting long. He's always worn it really short so it wouldn't become a bother. His hair is naturally a blonde tone, but often darkens to a brown when its trimmed quite short. Aside from that he's often carrying a smile, or half grin even when things seem dim.
personality: Griffin is the kind of individual who follows the flow of things, he doesn't press things forward too quick unless he reallys feels compelled to which in most cases he does. Unfortunately he's got a short temper which often draws him into starting fights that may infact not be necessary. On the rare occasion Grif does indeed come off as cocky even if he unintentionally does it but it's just his nature. More so when he's challenged, he won't back down just to prove someone wrong. He's overly confident in what he can do, and would even place a bet down on himself.
Grif's soft side does come out a lot more then most men would let, but he's human right? Don't let this fool you though, he's only remotely kind when he's around people he's known for a while. If your not even somewhat of a friend to him, then he'll most likely act like brash towards you. He's blunt, humorous, sarcastic, and overall unexplainable.
Reckless? An understatement. Ever since he was a kid, he was your neighborhood jackass. His stunts often cost him more than he's bargained for, but he'll be sure it won't cost anyone else a risk. He's willing to place all others before himself......sort of.
You gotta live life like there is no tommorrow, especially now. This is exactly the mindset Griffin has set even if he's out driving at night in some street race.
likes:
• Parkour/Freerunning
• Gambling
• Puzzles or just situations that require you to really process it all and come up with a solution
• The chilling cold weather back home
• Street Racing
• Challenges
• Cars
• Alcohol
dislikes:
• Saying Sorry
• Losing
• Extremely hot weather
• Being alone
• Bitchy Women
• People who complain about their lives
• Having to sit through pointless conversations
strengths:
• Courageous
• Very Perceptive
• Quickly able to judge a situation
• Humorous
• Street Saavy
weaknesses:
• Reckless
• Often A Little Too Cocky
• Habit of picking unnecessary fights
• Bull-headed
• Inability to clarify when situations are past his abilities
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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: Thomas Edgar Burns
siblings: younger sister, Adalie
significant other (s): Unavailable
pets: None
hometown: Köln, Germany
brief history: • Oktober 8th, 1978 Köln, Germany I was born to both Thomas Edgar Burns and Madeline Eve Jäger. The two had met while my father was stationed in Germany. I wasn't their only child, just the eldest. My parents had my sister just two years later after myself. Good thing was Adalie and I got along pretty well. Childhood years weren't too bad, except now I kind of resent the fact of my parents spending the money to place me through some of the more prestigous schools there. Clearly I didn't belong there. For one I've always been a kid with a reckless ambition. I wasn't one to be sitting around wasting my time learning, no. I was your average troublemaker which was why I always recieved phone calls home. On the other hand my sister was a little more reserved. Quiet, studious, and in all probably the preferred child of my father. My mother though loved us both equally, even if at the end of the day I was practically giving her a heart attack.
The years followed with us moving from time to time, especially with my father being in the miltary. After a point it got customary for Adalie and I. Friends came and went, and never did have the time to find that school crush. Thomas, my father didn't waste anytime with pressing his own ideals down my neck. He was a man of the military, with every intention of luring me in the same direction. Only my mind was always off somewhere else.
Ever since I first was able to finally drive, my fascination for cars surfaced. The anatomy, speed, and overall appearance just remarkable. When I could I would spend hours learning about each individual part. An uncle of mine actually owned a nearby mechanic shop which I would occasionally sneak off to when I had any opportunity. By the end of my senior year, I knew the inside and outside of a vehicle like the back of my hand.
Now only thing was, with graduation came the choice of whether or not I was going to join the ranks of military. I did the only thing I knew I could, left home. I ended up in Jacksonville, where I entered this whole new world of racing. Wasn't long before I was known on the streets. You can probably even say I'm one of the best out there.
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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: None
best way to reach you: Msn or PM
RP sample:
His eyelids lowered over his pair of smoky gray eyes, closing out all the images of his surroundings but he didn't necessarily require his sense of sight to be able to locate figures, or objects around him. His hearing was immaculate, as well as the reflexes he posessed. The sound of her steps upon the earth was the first thing Luke's ears picked up, capturing the direction she walked in, followed by the thumping of her heart within her chest. Beat by beat it appeared to increase in pace. A smile played across his lips, sheer amusement shown in his expression.
"You hold me up? Yeah right...." Luke began, taking his hands and placing them within the pockets of his jeans. "If I wanted to leave, then I would have long before we even began this conversation....I chose to stay. Besides I've got ALL the time in world.." He mused. Literally Luke did have all the time in the world, considering what he was. Vampires didn't age, atleast not much physically. He'd be around for all eternity, whether he'd be by himself was another question. Lifting his head up into the air, her scent entered his nose once more just as strongly as before. Anura was something he couldn't have, but yet someone he found himself wanting. Yet Luke was debating whether it was her or the crimson liquid that surged through her veins. Brushing his tongue over the two sharp pearly white fangs, the male vampire slid both eyes open. Shifting the weight on his feet to turn himself around to face her, Luke flashed a gentle smirk. "Guess we'll probably be seeing each other again, because I'm in search of these newborns.....I've been put on babysitting duty unfortunately." Luke said bitterly, not pleased with the duty he was placed on.
Picking up another scent in the air, Luke's gaze snapped back towards the darker end of the forest. A figure lingered within the shadows, and suddenly shot out of the trees towards him. "Shit.." Luke's words barely lingered as he took off, feet pressing down against the snow blanketing the ground. Behind him the large lycantrope charged on all four, a snarl emitting from its muzzle moments later. Leaping forward to close off the distance between it and Luke, it manage to send the vampire crashing down against the earth. Slightly disoriented, Luke flipped back onto his feet in time to avoid the animal's large claws digging deep into the ground where his body was once at. Hissing viciously at the werewolf, Luke's eyes grew a pitch black. "Bring it on..." the vampire hissed, spreading his legs to prepare himself for the weight of the creature. The moment the lycanthrope charged at him, Luke extended an arm back allowing the hidden blade strapped beneath his wrist to slid out past his fingers. The second the werewolf had rose onto its hind legs and attempted to crush the vampire with both large sets of claws, Luke thrust the silver blade forward to stab deep into the creature's beating heart. The werewolf wasn't easily brought down, it took the oppurtunity to sink its maw down on the vampire's shoulder enough to hear the bone crush beneath. "Fuck..." Luke snapped, feeling the animal grow limp as he shoved it off him. Stepping back, he held onto his shoulder feeling the warm sticky red substance began to ooze. The blade retracted back into place, as he glanced down at the now dead werewolf. His eyes rose, fading back to their gray color. "You guys are definately not friendly people...!" Luke yelled out sarcasatically, not really caring if Anura had picked up on it or not.
"You hold me up? Yeah right...." Luke began, taking his hands and placing them within the pockets of his jeans. "If I wanted to leave, then I would have long before we even began this conversation....I chose to stay. Besides I've got ALL the time in world.." He mused. Literally Luke did have all the time in the world, considering what he was. Vampires didn't age, atleast not much physically. He'd be around for all eternity, whether he'd be by himself was another question. Lifting his head up into the air, her scent entered his nose once more just as strongly as before. Anura was something he couldn't have, but yet someone he found himself wanting. Yet Luke was debating whether it was her or the crimson liquid that surged through her veins. Brushing his tongue over the two sharp pearly white fangs, the male vampire slid both eyes open. Shifting the weight on his feet to turn himself around to face her, Luke flashed a gentle smirk. "Guess we'll probably be seeing each other again, because I'm in search of these newborns.....I've been put on babysitting duty unfortunately." Luke said bitterly, not pleased with the duty he was placed on.
Picking up another scent in the air, Luke's gaze snapped back towards the darker end of the forest. A figure lingered within the shadows, and suddenly shot out of the trees towards him. "Shit.." Luke's words barely lingered as he took off, feet pressing down against the snow blanketing the ground. Behind him the large lycantrope charged on all four, a snarl emitting from its muzzle moments later. Leaping forward to close off the distance between it and Luke, it manage to send the vampire crashing down against the earth. Slightly disoriented, Luke flipped back onto his feet in time to avoid the animal's large claws digging deep into the ground where his body was once at. Hissing viciously at the werewolf, Luke's eyes grew a pitch black. "Bring it on..." the vampire hissed, spreading his legs to prepare himself for the weight of the creature. The moment the lycanthrope charged at him, Luke extended an arm back allowing the hidden blade strapped beneath his wrist to slid out past his fingers. The second the werewolf had rose onto its hind legs and attempted to crush the vampire with both large sets of claws, Luke thrust the silver blade forward to stab deep into the creature's beating heart. The werewolf wasn't easily brought down, it took the oppurtunity to sink its maw down on the vampire's shoulder enough to hear the bone crush beneath. "Fuck..." Luke snapped, feeling the animal grow limp as he shoved it off him. Stepping back, he held onto his shoulder feeling the warm sticky red substance began to ooze. The blade retracted back into place, as he glanced down at the now dead werewolf. His eyes rose, fading back to their gray color. "You guys are definately not friendly people...!" Luke yelled out sarcasatically, not really caring if Anura had picked up on it or not.
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