Post by plainhatty on Feb 10, 2010 10:03:21 GMT -5
...Isaak Andrew Simmers*
*and they thought he was mad...*
[/size]*and they thought he was mad...*
...basics*
name Isaak Andrew Simmers
nickname none
age nineteen
gender male
grade Freshman in college
hometown Newport Vermont
sexuality bisexual
personification The mad hatter
status Dormant
face claim Gerard Way
...appearance*
hair color dark brown
eye color They change to whatever they way
build slim, but not extremely
height short. about 5'2"
distinctive traits he's a very fidgety person
...personal*
personality In most situations Isaak is a very quiet person, choosing only to speak up when he is comfortable. This leads him to not be all that social with new people, and also leads him to not really speak up in class unless he is called upon or put into groups where it is required.
Isaak has always been a very giving person, something that his parents taught him to be since a very young age.. They always told him that 'give and you shall receive' thing, and even though he thought it was odd he did listen to them.
They thought he was crazy. He is and always was a dreamer. Things needed to be tidy and clean for him to function. Isaak wanted things to run smoothly. People needed to have a good time doing what the wanted to do, this was his policy.
past And as far as growing up goes, Isaak had an okay life. It was by no means perfect, but it was okay. The boy grew up in a small farming town in Vermont with his mother and his half brother Elliot. Here the family farmed what little land they had. Their mother was pretty much the only one who could do much with the farm at the time, seeing as the two boys were quite young.
The family stayed here for the longest while too, their mother finding that it was a nice and safe small town to raise her children in. Of course, there was not much for children to do there, but their imaginations helped a little with that. And the two were always finding games to play with one another out in their pasture. Isaak spent the majority of his time with his best friend (and next door neighbor) Bethany. Elliot despised him for that. Isaak had a friend. He didn't.
Things went on like this for a long time too. A few years later though, the boys were up in a tree house they had made along with, completely oblivious to the fact that the a small white truck had pulled up. In it was Elliot's father, wanting to take his son back so that he could start a family again.. And that day their mother wouldn't give in, but after a while he came back.
Bethany comforted Isaak in his time of need while his mother did nothing. She was always there for him.
It was court ordered that Elliot would have to go with his father, who lived a few states away. And this made thing quite awkward between Isaak and his mother for the longest time. But Isaak wanted a change. His mother thought he was going crazy, being away from his brother and all.
But the two brothers had grown apart, and interests and taste were far different between one another. And he never really wanted to admit it, but Isaak believes it has something to do with the fact that while Ellie's father came and found him, Isaak didn't know his father. He had to rely on Beth for advice, or comfort in his time of need. Other than her, he had no one else.
present New York, one of the many places dreams came true. The hustle and bustle of the big city was completely different from the rolling hills of Vermont. Isaak would have to learn to adjust. This was what he wanted.
He was attending school regularly, sitting alone in his empty dorm room. There were no decorations, everything had to stay clean. His bed was always made, his dishes always washed. Bethany would have been proud of him.
That name saddened him. Beth was his best friend and he just up and left for a good education. She would be okay though, she was a trooper. Isaak was going to get a room mate in about a week. All he could do was hope that that person wasn't a slob.
likes Warm Drinks, washing his hands, sitting and talking with people
dislikes Dirty people, rude people
other notes He has OCD so watch out.
...literature*
book title alice in wonderland
backstory He was a tea-drinking madman as far as I know. What more could you ask for?
...roleplayer*
name rebecca
age 14
gender female
rp experience a few years
how you found ouac Top secret
rp sample Jacqueline had found herself wandering through an old skate park. Even though the trees were withered, it was beautiful in an eerie way. Jack slid gingerly from the bench she was perched on, noting the empty page in her notebook. She hesitated, waving away a aura of disappointment inside her. The corners of Jacqueline's mouth lifted into the softest of smiles as she started to fill the page with poetry.
She crossed her arms and tilted her head, trying to imagine stanza after stanza in her head. Now the words flowed easily and soon, the rest of the book was filled to the brim. Throwing her pencil somewhere into the distance Jack sighed and leaned the majority of her body weight against the tree. What would she do now? She had no use for a note book filled with lines and lines of boring poems.
Shifting her weight from one leg to another, a small sigh escaped through pursed lips. Without much though, Jacqueline sat cross legged beneath the large oak. With her head in her hands, Jack was trying to figure out what to do next. The poetry was still flowing through her thoughts. Jack had nowhere to write the words pulsing through her mind. Slowly she began to trace the letters in the cool dirt, just to get them out of her
(first posted on february 10th, 2010!)
