Post by Lucas Willaims on Jun 24, 2011 20:10:45 GMT -5
[/font]LUCASJERRYWILLIAMS!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Dylan. I am seventeen and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for about a month and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
Name: Lucas Jerry Williams
Nickname: Luke, Luka
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Homosexual
Playby: Kevin McHale
Member Group: Demigod Shophomore, son of hermes
Appearance: Lucas is a plain out nerd. He admits he is and is in a wheelchair. He has slung brown hair, to be specific, chocolate brown hair. He has pretty white tteth saying he brushes it after every time he eats. He has blue-ish green-ish eyes, they are kinda teal but kinda not teal. He always wears these yellow and black gloves so the wheels on the wheelchair. He wears these nerd-ish glasses.
Personality:
Lucas is gay, he always has been, he thinks theat men are better than women becuase men and men bond better and have more in common than men and women. Lucas is judgemental, very judgemental. Mostly becuase he wants eveybody to be perfect in the world. Hes a wierdo, I know. Lucas is a nerd, even he will admit it. He wears glasses, vests, the whole shabang. Lucas likes to run, well he used to run, every.single.day, no matter where he was. He always gets up and five and runs till' six and then gets ready at six and then IMs anyone availble, even if there his bullys. Although he doesnt talk to them much. Lucas is intellegant, he makes As all the times, hes only made one B and that was on the sex-ed test which made him feel uncomferatble. He studies for hours and hours for tests and quizes. And after a lesson he will study, just incase for pop quizes.
Likes:
- Nerds
- Hot guys
- Time warner cable commerical guy xD
- DOMO
- When he wasnt paralyzed
Dislikes:
- Wheelchairs
- Girls
- Sex
- Sex-realted things
- Being paralyzed
Mother: Tasalyn Jay Williams, thirty-nine, Entertainer
Father: Hermes, Ageless, Messenger God
Siblings: Rachel Marie Williams (gonna make her soon), 15, un-employed
Pets: Bunny named Buggs Bunny
History:
Lucas Jerry Williams was born on April 9. His moms favorite day. For some reason he was born on that day. Thats Chronos. His mom had dated Chronos, but they broke up, sadly. They had one kid, his half-sister, Rachel, which annoys the hell out of him. Lucas was a runner at heart. He started running at age three with his sister, Rachel. They arent twins, she was born a month early. He kept running but she quit, she said it wasted her time when she could be singing, which is her talent. He went to pre-school then elementry and the shabang. Thats when 8th grade hit. He was the track-team leader at his junior-high. He was running cross country, he was fell so he was way behind. He started running across that road, then a screech, then a hit. He was hit by a druck driver. He was paralyzed from the waist down and cracked his skull. Luckily he survived. He had a scar on his face near his right ear. He had to be in a wheelchair. Now he was sent here for some reason, not some reason, the hermes reason.
Code Word: -edited out by mod-
Roleplay Post
Oxfords against the pavement, Quinn continued down the street to one of her favorite local shops in Lima. It was set in the heart of the town, almost hidden by the business of the streets during the day. Quinn knew where it was, though, and she'd gone almost every week for the past few months to resupply herself. Stocking up on art supplies was probably her favorite past time, besides singing or dancing, of course. Opening the door, she heard the sweet chime and internally grinned. Externally, she simply continued into the store and straight to the painting section after grabbing a basket from the stack beside the door.
Entering the aisle, the blonde stepped back to look at the arrangement of paints. Crossing over to acrylic, she grabbed a white, dark blue, forest green, light blue, a soft yellow, and a brown. Although she hated the color brown, it was a necessary color. Quinn arranged them in the basket and approached the canvas side. Kneeling down, she grabbed a few of the smaller sized canvases and adjusted them to fit inside the basket alongside the paints. That was really all she needed, but the girl decided to look all over the store. It was never too late to take up another form of art, after all.
Most people didn't know Quinn had interests other than climbing the social totem pole and cheerleading, with a side of glee club. She didn't care enough to share it with them anyway. If any of them took any time to get to know her instead of just assuming she was the spawn of Satan, they'd know. However, that wasn't the case. Quinn knew that she could help herself in the area of a best friend, but she was getting used to the feeling of being alone. That was how she liked it, usually. She had to admit that sometimes it got more than lonely, though.
Read more: findmesomebodytolove.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=accepted&action=display&thread=112#ixzz1QFIpVyg8
ON FMESTL, GLEE RP. From my bio
Entering the aisle, the blonde stepped back to look at the arrangement of paints. Crossing over to acrylic, she grabbed a white, dark blue, forest green, light blue, a soft yellow, and a brown. Although she hated the color brown, it was a necessary color. Quinn arranged them in the basket and approached the canvas side. Kneeling down, she grabbed a few of the smaller sized canvases and adjusted them to fit inside the basket alongside the paints. That was really all she needed, but the girl decided to look all over the store. It was never too late to take up another form of art, after all.
Most people didn't know Quinn had interests other than climbing the social totem pole and cheerleading, with a side of glee club. She didn't care enough to share it with them anyway. If any of them took any time to get to know her instead of just assuming she was the spawn of Satan, they'd know. However, that wasn't the case. Quinn knew that she could help herself in the area of a best friend, but she was getting used to the feeling of being alone. That was how she liked it, usually. She had to admit that sometimes it got more than lonely, though.
Read more: findmesomebodytolove.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=accepted&action=display&thread=112#ixzz1QFIpVyg8
ON FMESTL, GLEE RP. From my bio
