ANTRIM, Chandler Jay

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...basics*

name
"My name is Chandler Jay Antrim."
nickname
"But, most people know me as Jay or C.J, so let's keep it that way."
age
"I am seventeen years old."
gender
"I have male bits."
grade
"Uhh... Well, because of minor issues I am still a sophomore."
hometown
"I am from New York City, New York."
sexuality
"I like girls, so heterosexual... straight... whatever."
personification
"My spirit animal is Aladdin."
status
"He is still dormant."
face claim
"People say I look like Zayn Malik...whoever that guy is."

...appearance*

hair color
"My hair is black."
eye color
"I have hazel eyes."
build
"I like to think that I am average. You know, I have lean muscles from doing my... umm... activities, but nothing too fancy."
height
"I am around 5'9" to 5'11"."
clothing style
"I like to think that my style is very... street rat. You know... hand-me-downs, but the clothes I wear don't define me. Just because high fashion isn't part of me doesn't mean I am anything less than the next guy."
distinctive traits
"I have both my ears pierced."
"Also, when I smile, my tongue slips between my top and bottom teeth."

...personal*

personality

"I guess you can say that I am very much a rebel child to the core. I don't color inside the lines, because I feel that life is a blank canvas. There shouldn't be lines demanding that you stay within their boundaries. Lines and rules were meant to be broken and/or expanded, so expect me to bend them and/or break them. I have been called wild and reckless, which is a great way to describe my attitude on life. I enjoy every little moment, while doing my own thing. Some people call me air-headed, but it just takes things longer to sink in, ya know? I take my time on assignments, but usually I end up just giving up and walking away to do a bit of sleeping... or getting my 'Five-Finger-Discount.'

Well, I guess you can say that I am a kleptomaniac, but that doesn't necessarily mean it is true. Honestly, I am just a simple thief. I enjoy the rush of stealing cause it fills you with such adrenaline. The psychiatrist said that my need to steal is stemmed for my lack of a true knowledge of my 'foundation.' I assume she was talking about not knowing my real parents, but fuck that shit. They left me at the door stoop of some rag-tag orphanage when I was a baby. I don't ever want to meet them nor will I go looking for them... Maybe one day so I can show them how successful I've become, until then I'll just stick to having only myself.

I am not necessarily stupid, but I don't do well with numbers and such. I like to say that I am more gravitated towards having street smarts. I can pick a lock blindfolded and I have a knack of getting around the city in... unique ways. I mean, that's all there is to really know about me. It's best to say that you shouldn't judge a book simply because it's frayed spine and crinkled pages..."

past

"I really don't know were to start here because my family... well, I don't necessarily have a family... Or a real one at that. Technically, I've had many families, but they all were temporary homes. Places that really lacked a true center of love and warmth. I don't miss the people that abandoned me, but I miss the feeling of having a family... Funny how you can miss something that has never been there. I guess, I can give you what you want, by going through each family. So, here we go... Try to keep up:

The James Family
"They were my first foster family. Newly weds with an average sized paycheck, but huge hearts. They only lacked the experience of dealing with a very neglected five year old orphan. I was rude and vicious towards them while taking full advantage of their calm nature. I'd sneak out my bedroom every night and wreck havoc throughout the house until they'd wake up to find the entire house a wreck. I was manipulative to the extent of getting exactly what I wanted whenever I wanted it. If they told me, 'No.' I'd act out even more until it slowly shifted into a begging 'Yes!' I stayed with them for two months."

The Fosters Family
"Coincidentally, their names matched what their favorite hobby. They were what kids in the foster system call, The Olympians. Large families who just want to spread the love to under appreciated kids, yet they don't understand completely how fucked up in the head we truly are. This family got me when I was nine years old and filtering through the foster system without much anticipation of actually getting adopted. However, another family found me, which obviously meant it was time to show my ass... again. So, I acted out, but only to my foster siblings... is that what they are called, whatever... I would play tricks on them and steal from them... Thus starting my spiral descent towards loving the concept of stealing.

Anyway, so I was able to get away with it and turn the kids on one another until I got caught red handed with my hand in the cookie jar. The eldest son was a college student and his room was off limits, which meant that I HAD to go into it when he was away. So, I ventured in the room... Long story short. I came clean about my little obsession with slipping things into my pockets. I stayed with them for a solid year actually."

The Lee Family
"Meanest family... Bottom line. End of Story.

They were an older couple with a sweet exterior, but by the time we got home... All hell broke loose. They treated me like dirt and didn't let me leave the house. I was only allowed to go to school, but one day... a few two weeks of leaving with them... I ran away. Skipped out of my classes and just disappeared Central Park.

They brought me back after I stumbled back. Short lived... I was only with them for two weeks and a day."

present
"So, as you can tell... my life has been pretty... hectic to say the least, but lately, life has been... calmer. So, I am with this family... They are a happily married couple who've been together for three years and have two children outside their marriage. They get the other two kids on weekends, while I am there to keep them company. They are Andre and Cindi Robinson. Andre has Jeremiah, who is five and a ball of joy. Cindi has Taylor, who is seven and a little prissy princess. I actually like this family because they actually seem like they want me and help me to get shit done.

I've only gotten into trouble with the law once while with them and it was because of my... need to steal. They've started sessions with this psychiatrist... I mean, he has sort of been helping me understand why I feel the need to act out, but he is weird. I go to Baum Academy and I've made a lot of friends over the years. My all time best friend though... Daniel Kaplan. He's younger than me... a hell of a lot younger... but he has definitely helped me to stay on the straight and narrow... "
family
"I don't have a real family... I mean the Robinson family is the all I really got, but not really... ya know?"
likes
"I do like:

• Daniel Kaplan
  
• Stealing
  
• Parkour
  
• Music-- Mostly Hip-Hop, Rap, Contemporary Rock, and a bit of Jazz
  
• Waking up early
  

dislikes
"I don't like:

• Chinese Foods
  
• Rules
  
• Authority Figures
  
• Old People
  
• Small Children... younger than five.
  

other notes
"I sincerely love this family, but they are too good for me. I think they are fed up cause... I don't know. I don't wanna go back into the system."

...literature*

book title
One Thousand and One Arabian Nights
backstory
This is Aladdin. The main protagonist and a badass street rat. He steals and does crazy shit. He falls for a princess, but he is broke... so NO BUENO! Lucky for him he finds a magic lamp with an even magicaler Djinni...You know...Genie... So, the genie makes his awesome, but the sorcerer gets pissed and tricks the princess to give him the lamp. He gets control and moves the palace somewhere... Aladdin has a magical ring with a lesser genie inside it... He uses that genie to warp to the palace. He saves the princess and lives happily ever after.

...roleplayer*
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rp sample
-SWINGS HIS HAMMER VIOLENTLY-
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