Post by |.Mick.| on Apr 15, 2006 21:32:29 GMT -5
Name:
Mickail or Mick.
Age:
18
Sex:
Male
Personality:
Mick is mick. He's an individual, a dork, a dreamer, and a lover not a fighter. Mickail is one of the greatest friends you can have once you have him. However he doesn't give away friendships, you have to get to know him. He's a bit of a jokester, he likes to get you laugh. Just to see you smile makes his day. He's very laid back and a bit of a procrastinator if you don't remind him to do something or its not that important he won't do it. Mick usually is better at making friends with girls, but he's got a few guy pals that he likes to spend time with. It's not exactly easy for a guy to talk about girls with a girl, now is it?
Physical Appearence: Mickail is my signature. ;D
History:
Mickail was born an only child. Yay, right? Not yay, he had a very difficult childhood. His dad wasn't exactly one of the supportive and kind dad's on television sitcoms. He was more like the guy with hockey mask on horror movies. His dad was a bit, hell he was a major drunkard. Meaning his dad went to work, got drunk, and then came home to beat on Mick's mom and sometimes Mickail. His dad wasn't really a dad I guess. He was just the man who had impregnated his mom. So Mickail and his mom were stuck with this man for quite awhile. Meaning, Mick's early years weren't ones to remember so he didn't he repressed. Like he always did and does in bad situations.
Mickail's mother then finally got the guts and divorced her husband. However Mick's mom could not take Mick with her. There was no way she could support both of them with her weak pay check. So Mick was stuck with his father only. She left them when he was six years old. Mickail couldn't really blame his mother. He wouldn't of wanted to stay there if he didn't have to. So Mick was were all his father's attention went, well all the negative. His father would occasionally pick up some whore from one of the bars he went to and brought her home for a one night stand. This went on for six agonizing years.
Finally his father was condemned. He died, he died of a heart attack. It was on a hot summer's day. His father was outside mowing the lawn when he keeled over. Mick hesitated but ran inside and called 911 and the ambulance came and rushed Mick's father to the hospital. The preformed quadropled bypass surgery on his heart and he survived. But as they were stitching him back up he had another heartattack and that turned out to be more fatal.
Mickail not having anywhere else to go called his mother up. However she couldn't possiblely take him because he didn't have the money. She could barely afford her small one roomed appartment and food. Mick understood but his mother promised him that once she had just enough money she would take him in. So it was off to Mickail's aunt's house. Let's just say she was a bit eccentric. She made him live in the basement and he could only leave it for school. So he was basically in prison. He was feed twice a day. There was a bathroom down there but he didn't like the fact he couldn't see the outside world. Mick's aunt also threathened him, that if he were to tell she'd poison his food and kill him. So Mick went to school and if she were to beat him he had to lie saying he 'fell' down the stairs.
Mickail one night escaped from his aunt's. She had left the basement door unlocked by accident and while she was in the bathroom he ran out. He then ran to the small appartment where his mom lived. It took him an hour to run in the rain to reach but he made it. He beat the door, it was like two in the morning. His mother opened the door a crack and saw it was him so she unlocked it. She then let him in. Mickail told her the story about his aunt and Mick's mom agreed to let him stay. She told him she had gotten a steady job and could afford to let him live with her. She had /just/ enough, no more. Mickail's room was then the living room. He slept on the couch infront of the tv. He was fifteen then.
When he was seventeen he met an amazing girl. Her name was Jessi and she was beautiful. He felt so honored when they became friends. He really hadn't ever had a friend before and to have a bestfriend was great. She probably had no clue how much it meant to him but it meant a lot to Mickail.
Sample Post:
Norbert the coolest of the two ‘Beaver’ brothers was one the city streets. He didn’t really fit in with the cityscapes but the humans were too busy in there own worlds to give him a glance. Norbert however didn’t mind if humans didn’t want to give him attention it was alright. They were spooty after all, him and his brother, Dagget, agreed on that. It seemed as the brothers grew older they spent less time together. Which, that was fine with Norbert. Dagget always seemed to find a way to embarrass Norbert. Dagget wasn’t a very calm dog. Dagget was the spazz of the family. He was the younger brother. Norbert could recall times where his brother had managed to copy him. If Norbert decided to walk around with his fur all messed up, he’d start a fad and his brother would ruin it by copying him. Norbert was the trend setter Dagget was the copycat.
Norbert continued his stroll in the more urban area. He passed many humans, there were so many. He passed a few dogs. Some were emaciated and sickly looking, others looked like big beasts. So many dogs in a human place. It was quite interesting. The border collie wasn’t used to the city to say the least. He was a dog from the fields and wilderness. Norbert watched as a cat was behind chased by a dog. He quickly ran to the side before the behemoth of a dog could hit him. If he hadn’t of moved there was no doubt in Norb’s mind that the dog could of bulldozed him over. Norbert couldn’t help but feel some sympathy for the cat but Dogs weren’t supposed to like cats. Unless, the dogs were weak house pets.
Norbert looked up and saw the entrance to the subway. He heard the loud sounds that bellowed below down the stairs. His ears pivoted and perked as the sound vibrated his eardrums. This perplexed and even interested him. He wanted to see the ‘monster’ that was making the noise. He slowly walked down the stairs his claws clicked against the pavement as his pads made contact with the cement surface. After a few strides he made it down the stairs and in the underground subway. He walked forward coolly. He had a smile on his face as he strutted towards the subway track. He watched as a huge train whizzed past him ruffling his fur and sending him back a few feet. Jeez, he had to be careful.
Norbert regained his composure and looked around quickly to make sure no one had seen the cool brother doing that. Was definitely something Dagget would do, not him. But sadly he had been startled by the train. He then thought for a moment. Maybe he shouldn’t rag on Dag so much…. Nah, he’d just be more careful. Norbert walked a few paces away from the track of which the subway trains came on. He then padded over to a bench. He hopped on to the bench. He then looked at his paw as he saw a piece of bright paper stuck to it. He snorted and lowered his muzzle towards it. He then carefully grabbed the piece of paper and yanked it off his foot and threw it to the side. Those humans were such litter bugs. He then leaned his back against the back of the bench and sat for a minute. He watched people gather waiting for the trains to come. He yawned for a moment. He closed his eyes meaning to open them for a moment but ended up falling into a light slumber.
*Picture:
Look in my sig, lazy.
Mickail or Mick.
Age:
18
Sex:
Male
Personality:
Mick is mick. He's an individual, a dork, a dreamer, and a lover not a fighter. Mickail is one of the greatest friends you can have once you have him. However he doesn't give away friendships, you have to get to know him. He's a bit of a jokester, he likes to get you laugh. Just to see you smile makes his day. He's very laid back and a bit of a procrastinator if you don't remind him to do something or its not that important he won't do it. Mick usually is better at making friends with girls, but he's got a few guy pals that he likes to spend time with. It's not exactly easy for a guy to talk about girls with a girl, now is it?
Physical Appearence: Mickail is my signature. ;D
History:
Mickail was born an only child. Yay, right? Not yay, he had a very difficult childhood. His dad wasn't exactly one of the supportive and kind dad's on television sitcoms. He was more like the guy with hockey mask on horror movies. His dad was a bit, hell he was a major drunkard. Meaning his dad went to work, got drunk, and then came home to beat on Mick's mom and sometimes Mickail. His dad wasn't really a dad I guess. He was just the man who had impregnated his mom. So Mickail and his mom were stuck with this man for quite awhile. Meaning, Mick's early years weren't ones to remember so he didn't he repressed. Like he always did and does in bad situations.
Mickail's mother then finally got the guts and divorced her husband. However Mick's mom could not take Mick with her. There was no way she could support both of them with her weak pay check. So Mick was stuck with his father only. She left them when he was six years old. Mickail couldn't really blame his mother. He wouldn't of wanted to stay there if he didn't have to. So Mick was were all his father's attention went, well all the negative. His father would occasionally pick up some whore from one of the bars he went to and brought her home for a one night stand. This went on for six agonizing years.
Finally his father was condemned. He died, he died of a heart attack. It was on a hot summer's day. His father was outside mowing the lawn when he keeled over. Mick hesitated but ran inside and called 911 and the ambulance came and rushed Mick's father to the hospital. The preformed quadropled bypass surgery on his heart and he survived. But as they were stitching him back up he had another heartattack and that turned out to be more fatal.
Mickail not having anywhere else to go called his mother up. However she couldn't possiblely take him because he didn't have the money. She could barely afford her small one roomed appartment and food. Mick understood but his mother promised him that once she had just enough money she would take him in. So it was off to Mickail's aunt's house. Let's just say she was a bit eccentric. She made him live in the basement and he could only leave it for school. So he was basically in prison. He was feed twice a day. There was a bathroom down there but he didn't like the fact he couldn't see the outside world. Mick's aunt also threathened him, that if he were to tell she'd poison his food and kill him. So Mick went to school and if she were to beat him he had to lie saying he 'fell' down the stairs.
Mickail one night escaped from his aunt's. She had left the basement door unlocked by accident and while she was in the bathroom he ran out. He then ran to the small appartment where his mom lived. It took him an hour to run in the rain to reach but he made it. He beat the door, it was like two in the morning. His mother opened the door a crack and saw it was him so she unlocked it. She then let him in. Mickail told her the story about his aunt and Mick's mom agreed to let him stay. She told him she had gotten a steady job and could afford to let him live with her. She had /just/ enough, no more. Mickail's room was then the living room. He slept on the couch infront of the tv. He was fifteen then.
When he was seventeen he met an amazing girl. Her name was Jessi and she was beautiful. He felt so honored when they became friends. He really hadn't ever had a friend before and to have a bestfriend was great. She probably had no clue how much it meant to him but it meant a lot to Mickail.
Sample Post:
Norbert the coolest of the two ‘Beaver’ brothers was one the city streets. He didn’t really fit in with the cityscapes but the humans were too busy in there own worlds to give him a glance. Norbert however didn’t mind if humans didn’t want to give him attention it was alright. They were spooty after all, him and his brother, Dagget, agreed on that. It seemed as the brothers grew older they spent less time together. Which, that was fine with Norbert. Dagget always seemed to find a way to embarrass Norbert. Dagget wasn’t a very calm dog. Dagget was the spazz of the family. He was the younger brother. Norbert could recall times where his brother had managed to copy him. If Norbert decided to walk around with his fur all messed up, he’d start a fad and his brother would ruin it by copying him. Norbert was the trend setter Dagget was the copycat.
Norbert continued his stroll in the more urban area. He passed many humans, there were so many. He passed a few dogs. Some were emaciated and sickly looking, others looked like big beasts. So many dogs in a human place. It was quite interesting. The border collie wasn’t used to the city to say the least. He was a dog from the fields and wilderness. Norbert watched as a cat was behind chased by a dog. He quickly ran to the side before the behemoth of a dog could hit him. If he hadn’t of moved there was no doubt in Norb’s mind that the dog could of bulldozed him over. Norbert couldn’t help but feel some sympathy for the cat but Dogs weren’t supposed to like cats. Unless, the dogs were weak house pets.
Norbert looked up and saw the entrance to the subway. He heard the loud sounds that bellowed below down the stairs. His ears pivoted and perked as the sound vibrated his eardrums. This perplexed and even interested him. He wanted to see the ‘monster’ that was making the noise. He slowly walked down the stairs his claws clicked against the pavement as his pads made contact with the cement surface. After a few strides he made it down the stairs and in the underground subway. He walked forward coolly. He had a smile on his face as he strutted towards the subway track. He watched as a huge train whizzed past him ruffling his fur and sending him back a few feet. Jeez, he had to be careful.
Norbert regained his composure and looked around quickly to make sure no one had seen the cool brother doing that. Was definitely something Dagget would do, not him. But sadly he had been startled by the train. He then thought for a moment. Maybe he shouldn’t rag on Dag so much…. Nah, he’d just be more careful. Norbert walked a few paces away from the track of which the subway trains came on. He then padded over to a bench. He hopped on to the bench. He then looked at his paw as he saw a piece of bright paper stuck to it. He snorted and lowered his muzzle towards it. He then carefully grabbed the piece of paper and yanked it off his foot and threw it to the side. Those humans were such litter bugs. He then leaned his back against the back of the bench and sat for a minute. He watched people gather waiting for the trains to come. He yawned for a moment. He closed his eyes meaning to open them for a moment but ended up falling into a light slumber.
*Picture:
Look in my sig, lazy.
