Post by David on Mar 1, 2007 19:35:57 GMT -5
Name-David Smith
Race-Human and Caucasian I think that’s what you mean. or maybe it's a mardon thats what he is (note he's a mardon because he was from a town that rebelled against the movement)
Gender-male
Age-19
Physical Description- David is a typical grunge stereotype. He has black dyed hair it has grown out to cover one of his eyes, the other eye is visible. He isn’t a bad looking guy in fact a lot of women find him attractive. (probably because of the whole poor musician look going on) Because he brushes the hair out of it. (originally brown) Along with dark camo pants. He wears a “Nirvana” shirt. (he doesn’t have enough money to afford many other shirts) However his t-shirt is usually covered by his grocery store jacket. Which he got when he worked for the grocery store. The jacket has a “Giant” logo on it.
Personality Description- David suffers from depression. When he’s happy he’s a fun outgoing person. When he’s sad he’s miserable and quiet.
Month and Day of Birth- May 8th 1988 (I got the year from the one were currently in 2007)
History-
David grew up in a typically town in Washington. When he was 5 his mother left him and his dad for another man. From then on his father grew to hate his only son. He blamed him for causing to much stress on his wife. He often went home and hide in his room. Doodling pictures of happy families. Along with happy children. He never made many friends except for around 3 friends.
One day everything changed for him. When his friend took him to a concert. Not just any concert though. It was where local bands got together. He loved hearing the music. It’s raw sound. He wanted to play for his own. So the next day he used his birthday money to buy a fender. From then on he practiced playing. Along with listening to different grunge style bands.
He eventually pulled together a band. His father didn’t approve. His father never approved of any decision he made. He gave David one choice move out or quit making that racket. (as his father called it) David left and began to live underneath a bridge. Only with the clothes on his back, some toothpaste, a tooth brush, his guitar along with his now useless amp and deodorant. He decided he needed a real home. So he got a job. Atypically job he was a grocery bag boy. Instead of being depressed from the job. For some reason he was happy. He was paying rent for a apartment. He was away from his dad.
Then the government came. He remembered it was 2:00 am. When they came in. Apparently this completely average town violated the law. David was at his work carrying some bags for an old women. He hated the graveyard shift and now for good reason. He saw a mob approaching. Soldiers he thought. He had heard of the scare before. So he ran before he saw them destroy cars. And slaughter people. He ran to his apartment and saw the grocery store up in flames. He knew things would never be the same. He took his guitar and dashed down into the woods. He wanders for a new home. Still wearing the uniform he held with such pride. Along with his guitar closely by his side. He would rebuild his life.
Any Additional Characters- none so far
Race-Human and Caucasian I think that’s what you mean. or maybe it's a mardon thats what he is (note he's a mardon because he was from a town that rebelled against the movement)
Gender-male
Age-19
Physical Description- David is a typical grunge stereotype. He has black dyed hair it has grown out to cover one of his eyes, the other eye is visible. He isn’t a bad looking guy in fact a lot of women find him attractive. (probably because of the whole poor musician look going on) Because he brushes the hair out of it. (originally brown) Along with dark camo pants. He wears a “Nirvana” shirt. (he doesn’t have enough money to afford many other shirts) However his t-shirt is usually covered by his grocery store jacket. Which he got when he worked for the grocery store. The jacket has a “Giant” logo on it.
Personality Description- David suffers from depression. When he’s happy he’s a fun outgoing person. When he’s sad he’s miserable and quiet.
Month and Day of Birth- May 8th 1988 (I got the year from the one were currently in 2007)
History-
David grew up in a typically town in Washington. When he was 5 his mother left him and his dad for another man. From then on his father grew to hate his only son. He blamed him for causing to much stress on his wife. He often went home and hide in his room. Doodling pictures of happy families. Along with happy children. He never made many friends except for around 3 friends.
One day everything changed for him. When his friend took him to a concert. Not just any concert though. It was where local bands got together. He loved hearing the music. It’s raw sound. He wanted to play for his own. So the next day he used his birthday money to buy a fender. From then on he practiced playing. Along with listening to different grunge style bands.
He eventually pulled together a band. His father didn’t approve. His father never approved of any decision he made. He gave David one choice move out or quit making that racket. (as his father called it) David left and began to live underneath a bridge. Only with the clothes on his back, some toothpaste, a tooth brush, his guitar along with his now useless amp and deodorant. He decided he needed a real home. So he got a job. Atypically job he was a grocery bag boy. Instead of being depressed from the job. For some reason he was happy. He was paying rent for a apartment. He was away from his dad.
Then the government came. He remembered it was 2:00 am. When they came in. Apparently this completely average town violated the law. David was at his work carrying some bags for an old women. He hated the graveyard shift and now for good reason. He saw a mob approaching. Soldiers he thought. He had heard of the scare before. So he ran before he saw them destroy cars. And slaughter people. He ran to his apartment and saw the grocery store up in flames. He knew things would never be the same. He took his guitar and dashed down into the woods. He wanders for a new home. Still wearing the uniform he held with such pride. Along with his guitar closely by his side. He would rebuild his life.
Any Additional Characters- none so far