Post by Forrest Danvers on Oct 6, 2007 8:22:53 GMT -5
Personal:
Name: lala
Years of Roleplaying: 3ish
Any Other Characters on this Site? Not As Yet
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Character Basics:
Name: Forrest Danvers
Nickname(s): Danvers
Species: Warlock
Age: 18 (turning 19)
Gender: Male
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 6’1”
Eye Color: Blue with a Hazel outline
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Tattoos/Piercings:
- Above his heart in a script font Forrest has the words: "Nemo nisi mors" written in Latin, which translates to (No one but death shall part us) – It is about his soulmate, for whom he is destined to be with.
- A second tattoo can be found written horizontally down his left arm. The words: "Veritas Lux Mea" translate to (The truth enlightens me or The truth is my light) – It was written shortly after the death of his parents to remind him of where he needs to go in life.
Scars/Birth Marks: Healed knife scar across the left of his chest
Physical Appearance:
Don't be fooled by the scruffy hair, stubble, ripped jeans and crumpled t-shirt or shirt. Forrest gained his reputation as the most beautiful yet feared guy in high school and college down to his amazing good looks that captured the hearts of girls all over. The 6"1' basketball player doesn't like to be modest and doesn’t care for designer names or known brands, his usual attire is sometimes as low-key as a pair of sweat pants and a faded grey sweatshirt.
On occasion Forrest can be seen wearing his favorite black shirt, given to him by someone very dear to him, however no one has ever found out who the mystery person is. He'll usually roll up the sleeves to reveal his toned arms, however if you get him drunk enough he has been know to remove the shirt completely revealing his fully toned chest and six-pack. Apart from that, Forrest is fairly tanned and has a beautiful smile, which he rarely reveals.
Sexual Orientation: Striaght
Marital Status: In a Relationship with Colbie Corey.
About your Character:
Personality:
Although he is known by everyone around him, Forrest likes to keep to himself, and doesn't like the popularity that his looks get him. Although girls may constantly swoon over him, pronouncing their undying love, Forrest would rather stay out of the lime-light and keep to himself.
Forrest is very competitive and has been known to get into many fights over his love of basketball. The fights however, don't only occur on court and are sometimes just a way of releasing his anger. Off court, Forrest likes to stand his ground, leading to numerous fights in the past. His fights usually occur from a deep anger and pain that lays deep within his heart from the loss of his family and constant loneliness. Bar from the fights, Forrest is known to be an extremely loyal character and even friend, that’s if he ever allows you close enough to know him. However, due to the amount of losses he has faced Forrest rarely gets to know people other than his Sisters of Ipswich and Brothers of Salem, for whom he’d give his life.
When it comes to Forrest‘s main passion, basketball, he only has pure love, all his ambitions lie within the game. This leads to many problems with his college work; it's not that Forrest doesn't have the potential, as much as it is, that he doesn't really care. Forrest believes academics are for those who can use it in life, he'd rather apply his skills and time to the game and nothing else.
Likes:
+Quietness
+Loyalty
+Basketball
+Fighting
+Color Grey
+Night
+Goo Goo Dolls
+Sprite
+Theme Parks
+Tattoos
+Shy Smiles
+Pancakes
+Stimulating Drugs
+Winter
+Snow
Dislikes:
-Dishonesty
-Acedemics
-Noise
-Fake Girls
- Peanut Butter
- Sun
- Warm Beer
- Scratched CDs
- Animals
- Morning
- Birds Cherping
- Tight Clothes
-Authority
Strengths:
+Independent
+Perseverance
+Trustworthy
+Not dictated by emotions
+A thinker
Weaknesses:
-Unwilling to open up to people
-Distrust in Authority
-Hates to trust in others
-Anger
-Follows his head rather than trusting his heart
Hobbies: Basketball
Occupation:
-Barman at Night Shade
-Part-time tattoo artist at Staind
-College Student
Family:
Father
The Late: Joseph Martine Danvers
Joseph Martine grew up in the state of Massachusetts all his life. A descendant of a long line of Warlocks and Witches, Joseph learned about his powers from an early age. At the early age of fifteen he fell in love with a French American witch who went by the name of Celine. At the age of seventeen they married in a quiet ceremony under the stars, confessing their undying love for each other. Joseph Martine (which is pronounced Mar-teen) was a well respected member of his community. He was also a very feared warlock, as many didn’t know the depths of his true powers.
Mother
The Late: Celine DeVille-Danvers
Celine DeVille was sent to live in America at the age of ten, there her witchery developed as her late, aunt Suvoir taught her the depths of her powers.
History:
Forrest Martine Danvers was born to Joseph and Celine Danvers on a cold December night in Salem, Massachusetts. His childhood was one of happiness and love as his parents doted on his every whim. Joseph and Celine were the type of parents who believed in freedom and right of will, they informed Forrest of his powers from an early age, and helped him to develop them and their potential. Knowing their son had powers many could only dream of, they knew their son could protect himself, and therefore gave him the freedom to explore his own surroundings. Although Forrest was still young and had not reached his eighteenth birthday and his “becoming”, his powers were still greater than many who had already received their full powers.
Up until his thirteenth birthday, Forrest’s life was truly blessed. At the stroke of midnight however, on the way home from a thirteenth celebratory dinner, Forrest and his parents were surrounded in an alley by a group of Hunters. A young Forrest watched as the Hunters approached his parents, they held the others hand and looked at each other, fear washed across their faces. Celine, pushed her son aside, motioning for him to hide while they defended themselves. Grudgingly Forrest observed the brutality that unfolded before his very eyes, tears stained his cheeks as he watch his father fall to the ground, his life draining away as he watched his wife being raped. Celine was stabbed several times before her body also fell to the floor beside where her son hid. Her eyes looked at Forrest as he held her hand and wept. Slowly Celine DeVille-Danvers yanked her gold locket with a black pearl on it, from her neck. A blood filled hand placed the locket in Forrest’s hand. Her last words told him to only open the locket on his eighteenth birthday, then he would receive all of his powers, with that Celine’s eyes closed as she joined her husband in a better world.
From that day at the age of thirteen, Forrest learned to look after himself, as he was the only one he could depend on. Forrest’s life was filled with anger, pain and hate for those that did it and those that didn’t do a thing. He hated himself more than anything for not standing up to them, but in his heart he knew he’d be where they were now if he had. They say time is a healer, but with time Forrest’s pain deepens.
Other: Forrest is a complex, yet very simple character. One will never break down his walls. He does however, have a weak spot for his soulmate.
Character Extras:
Celebrity: Murray, Chad Michael
Canon or Original Canon
Finishing Up:
Sample Post:
Taken from Life In Miami – Brett Davis
Quote: Admin. Edit
Name: lala
Years of Roleplaying: 3ish
Any Other Characters on this Site? Not As Yet
x•x Picture x•x
Character Basics:
Name: Forrest Danvers
Nickname(s): Danvers
Species: Warlock
Age: 18 (turning 19)
Gender: Male
Weight: 130 lbs
Height: 6’1”
Eye Color: Blue with a Hazel outline
Hair Color: Dirty Blonde
Tattoos/Piercings:
- Above his heart in a script font Forrest has the words: "Nemo nisi mors" written in Latin, which translates to (No one but death shall part us) – It is about his soulmate, for whom he is destined to be with.
- A second tattoo can be found written horizontally down his left arm. The words: "Veritas Lux Mea" translate to (The truth enlightens me or The truth is my light) – It was written shortly after the death of his parents to remind him of where he needs to go in life.
Scars/Birth Marks: Healed knife scar across the left of his chest
Physical Appearance:
Don't be fooled by the scruffy hair, stubble, ripped jeans and crumpled t-shirt or shirt. Forrest gained his reputation as the most beautiful yet feared guy in high school and college down to his amazing good looks that captured the hearts of girls all over. The 6"1' basketball player doesn't like to be modest and doesn’t care for designer names or known brands, his usual attire is sometimes as low-key as a pair of sweat pants and a faded grey sweatshirt.
On occasion Forrest can be seen wearing his favorite black shirt, given to him by someone very dear to him, however no one has ever found out who the mystery person is. He'll usually roll up the sleeves to reveal his toned arms, however if you get him drunk enough he has been know to remove the shirt completely revealing his fully toned chest and six-pack. Apart from that, Forrest is fairly tanned and has a beautiful smile, which he rarely reveals.
Sexual Orientation: Striaght
Marital Status: In a Relationship with Colbie Corey.
About your Character:
Personality:
Although he is known by everyone around him, Forrest likes to keep to himself, and doesn't like the popularity that his looks get him. Although girls may constantly swoon over him, pronouncing their undying love, Forrest would rather stay out of the lime-light and keep to himself.
Forrest is very competitive and has been known to get into many fights over his love of basketball. The fights however, don't only occur on court and are sometimes just a way of releasing his anger. Off court, Forrest likes to stand his ground, leading to numerous fights in the past. His fights usually occur from a deep anger and pain that lays deep within his heart from the loss of his family and constant loneliness. Bar from the fights, Forrest is known to be an extremely loyal character and even friend, that’s if he ever allows you close enough to know him. However, due to the amount of losses he has faced Forrest rarely gets to know people other than his Sisters of Ipswich and Brothers of Salem, for whom he’d give his life.
When it comes to Forrest‘s main passion, basketball, he only has pure love, all his ambitions lie within the game. This leads to many problems with his college work; it's not that Forrest doesn't have the potential, as much as it is, that he doesn't really care. Forrest believes academics are for those who can use it in life, he'd rather apply his skills and time to the game and nothing else.
Likes:
+Quietness
+Loyalty
+Basketball
+Fighting
+Color Grey
+Night
+Goo Goo Dolls
+Sprite
+Theme Parks
+Tattoos
+Shy Smiles
+Pancakes
+Stimulating Drugs
+Winter
+Snow
Dislikes:
-Dishonesty
-Acedemics
-Noise
-Fake Girls
- Peanut Butter
- Sun
- Warm Beer
- Scratched CDs
- Animals
- Morning
- Birds Cherping
- Tight Clothes
-Authority
Strengths:
+Independent
+Perseverance
+Trustworthy
+Not dictated by emotions
+A thinker
Weaknesses:
-Unwilling to open up to people
-Distrust in Authority
-Hates to trust in others
-Anger
-Follows his head rather than trusting his heart
Hobbies: Basketball
Occupation:
-Barman at Night Shade
-Part-time tattoo artist at Staind
-College Student
Family:
Father
The Late: Joseph Martine Danvers
Joseph Martine grew up in the state of Massachusetts all his life. A descendant of a long line of Warlocks and Witches, Joseph learned about his powers from an early age. At the early age of fifteen he fell in love with a French American witch who went by the name of Celine. At the age of seventeen they married in a quiet ceremony under the stars, confessing their undying love for each other. Joseph Martine (which is pronounced Mar-teen) was a well respected member of his community. He was also a very feared warlock, as many didn’t know the depths of his true powers.
Mother
The Late: Celine DeVille-Danvers
Celine DeVille was sent to live in America at the age of ten, there her witchery developed as her late, aunt Suvoir taught her the depths of her powers.
History:
Forrest Martine Danvers was born to Joseph and Celine Danvers on a cold December night in Salem, Massachusetts. His childhood was one of happiness and love as his parents doted on his every whim. Joseph and Celine were the type of parents who believed in freedom and right of will, they informed Forrest of his powers from an early age, and helped him to develop them and their potential. Knowing their son had powers many could only dream of, they knew their son could protect himself, and therefore gave him the freedom to explore his own surroundings. Although Forrest was still young and had not reached his eighteenth birthday and his “becoming”, his powers were still greater than many who had already received their full powers.
Up until his thirteenth birthday, Forrest’s life was truly blessed. At the stroke of midnight however, on the way home from a thirteenth celebratory dinner, Forrest and his parents were surrounded in an alley by a group of Hunters. A young Forrest watched as the Hunters approached his parents, they held the others hand and looked at each other, fear washed across their faces. Celine, pushed her son aside, motioning for him to hide while they defended themselves. Grudgingly Forrest observed the brutality that unfolded before his very eyes, tears stained his cheeks as he watch his father fall to the ground, his life draining away as he watched his wife being raped. Celine was stabbed several times before her body also fell to the floor beside where her son hid. Her eyes looked at Forrest as he held her hand and wept. Slowly Celine DeVille-Danvers yanked her gold locket with a black pearl on it, from her neck. A blood filled hand placed the locket in Forrest’s hand. Her last words told him to only open the locket on his eighteenth birthday, then he would receive all of his powers, with that Celine’s eyes closed as she joined her husband in a better world.
From that day at the age of thirteen, Forrest learned to look after himself, as he was the only one he could depend on. Forrest’s life was filled with anger, pain and hate for those that did it and those that didn’t do a thing. He hated himself more than anything for not standing up to them, but in his heart he knew he’d be where they were now if he had. They say time is a healer, but with time Forrest’s pain deepens.
Other: Forrest is a complex, yet very simple character. One will never break down his walls. He does however, have a weak spot for his soulmate.
Character Extras:
Celebrity: Murray, Chad Michael
Canon or Original Canon
Finishing Up:
Sample Post:
Taken from Life In Miami – Brett Davis
Brett pushed past the crowds that filled his mother's club and stormed into the kitchen. Immediately spotting his mom by the fridges, he ran over to her, an expression of worry and fear on his face. "What's wrong I got here as fast as I could!" His mother had called him a whle ago, her voice sounded paniced as she begged him to get down to the club as soon as possible. If there was such a big problem, then why was she now looking at him with soft eyes and a beautiful smile? Brett frowned and looked directly into his mothers eyes, "Ma?" he questioned her, doubting her motives.
"Well...um, there's not really an emergency baby" she shrugged, her smile still remaining, "But you need to go out to the gazebo...you'll know what to do." With a brisk hug, she walked away leaving a breathless Brett to figure out her riddles. Turning from the kitchen, he opened the back doors and headed out the staff exit into the club gardens. His mother had created a small piece of heaven on earth, it was her escape she had said, a little bit of paradise, now the garden looked like a fairytale as small fairy lights hung from every corner.
As he looked up running a hand though his unbrushed hair, that's when he saw her. She rested against the balcony of the gazebo, her eyes fixed on the calm waves crashing against the shore as the moonlight shone down upon her hair. He smiled to himself and clutched the box he held under his arm tighter. He didn't even know why'd he'd brought it, something told him as he had left the house to just pick it up. Inside, it carried a simple, silk purple gown that Brett had run out and brought for Colbie the day after their poker game.
Swiftly he walked up behind her, placing the box down on a nearby bench. As he drew closer he could see the little shakes her body made as she sobbed quietly under the starlit sky, his heart hurt to see her in so much pain. Sliding his hands around her waist, he interlocked his fingers and rested his chin on her shoulder as he gazed out to the stars. "Now before you say anything...the answer's no...there's nowhere else I'd rather be and no one else I'd rather be with."
"Well...um, there's not really an emergency baby" she shrugged, her smile still remaining, "But you need to go out to the gazebo...you'll know what to do." With a brisk hug, she walked away leaving a breathless Brett to figure out her riddles. Turning from the kitchen, he opened the back doors and headed out the staff exit into the club gardens. His mother had created a small piece of heaven on earth, it was her escape she had said, a little bit of paradise, now the garden looked like a fairytale as small fairy lights hung from every corner.
As he looked up running a hand though his unbrushed hair, that's when he saw her. She rested against the balcony of the gazebo, her eyes fixed on the calm waves crashing against the shore as the moonlight shone down upon her hair. He smiled to himself and clutched the box he held under his arm tighter. He didn't even know why'd he'd brought it, something told him as he had left the house to just pick it up. Inside, it carried a simple, silk purple gown that Brett had run out and brought for Colbie the day after their poker game.
Swiftly he walked up behind her, placing the box down on a nearby bench. As he drew closer he could see the little shakes her body made as she sobbed quietly under the starlit sky, his heart hurt to see her in so much pain. Sliding his hands around her waist, he interlocked his fingers and rested his chin on her shoulder as he gazed out to the stars. "Now before you say anything...the answer's no...there's nowhere else I'd rather be and no one else I'd rather be with."
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