Post by Jon on May 20, 2006 18:47:35 GMT -5
Name:Jon
Age:16
Sex:Male
Personality:He is sometimes violent,but most times he is a sweet and caring guy.
Physical Appearence:He is 6 feet 6 inches tall,weighs roughly 185 pounds,muscularly built,usually wears camoflauge pants and a black tee shirt,brown hair,white skin color,and has blueish greenish eyes.
History:His parents were killed when he was three and he was shoved from foster home to foster home. He was beaten badly for a while untill he finally stood up for himself and hit back. He learned to fight on his own and was feared by the other foster children. He was finally adopted when he was fourteen, but the damage had been done already. His adopted parents were real kind to him and actually treated him with respect. He started to straighten himself out and hasn't had to fight with anyone for two years. But good things never last, his foster parents were killed and now he lives in another foster home fighting and scraping with everyone there.
Sample Post:Jon walked through the door, way past his curfew which he thought was irreasonable. His foster dad was waiting up for him and that only ment trouble. "Your late you good for nothing piece of filth,"he said as he spat towards him. The spit hit his arm, but he didn't react trying not to fight this time. "Sorry,I was studying at the library,"he said knowing that he would never buy it. That irritated his foster dad which caused him to swing hitting Jon on the right side of his jaw and knocking him to the floor in pain. "You don't need to learn,"he said,"because you are nothing but a filthy animal." He was about to kick Jon, but he got up too quickly. "I'm not an animal,"he said swinging with his right hand,"you are the animal." His hit connected, but he didn't stop there. He continued to his him untill he spat out blood. He then turned and walked out the door knowing that another foster home was probably waiting for him now.
Age:16
Sex:Male
Personality:He is sometimes violent,but most times he is a sweet and caring guy.
Physical Appearence:He is 6 feet 6 inches tall,weighs roughly 185 pounds,muscularly built,usually wears camoflauge pants and a black tee shirt,brown hair,white skin color,and has blueish greenish eyes.
History:His parents were killed when he was three and he was shoved from foster home to foster home. He was beaten badly for a while untill he finally stood up for himself and hit back. He learned to fight on his own and was feared by the other foster children. He was finally adopted when he was fourteen, but the damage had been done already. His adopted parents were real kind to him and actually treated him with respect. He started to straighten himself out and hasn't had to fight with anyone for two years. But good things never last, his foster parents were killed and now he lives in another foster home fighting and scraping with everyone there.
Sample Post:Jon walked through the door, way past his curfew which he thought was irreasonable. His foster dad was waiting up for him and that only ment trouble. "Your late you good for nothing piece of filth,"he said as he spat towards him. The spit hit his arm, but he didn't react trying not to fight this time. "Sorry,I was studying at the library,"he said knowing that he would never buy it. That irritated his foster dad which caused him to swing hitting Jon on the right side of his jaw and knocking him to the floor in pain. "You don't need to learn,"he said,"because you are nothing but a filthy animal." He was about to kick Jon, but he got up too quickly. "I'm not an animal,"he said swinging with his right hand,"you are the animal." His hit connected, but he didn't stop there. He continued to his him untill he spat out blood. He then turned and walked out the door knowing that another foster home was probably waiting for him now.