Post by Peter Wood on Aug 23, 2011 20:44:33 GMT -5
[/size][/font]PETERBENJAMINWOOD!?
[/center]Hey! I go by Cassidy. I am 12 and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for four years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no other characters on this site and I think they're pretty amazing! If you want to contact me you can by PM.
Name: Peter Benjamin Wood
Nickname: Peter
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Playby: Leonardo DiCaprio <3
Member Group: Demigod; Sophomore; Aphrodite
Appearance: Long-ish dirty blonde hair and light, blue-grey eyes. Fairly tall. Wears plain clothing, anything he can manage to get a hold of really.
Personality: Extremely layed back and kept to himself. Peter is a dreamer, but not someone who will go out of his way to make that dream possible. He tries to act all strong, but honestly isn't as bad as he acts.
Likes:
Being Alone
Drawing, though he won't admit to it
Learning
Helping Others
Reading
Dislikes:
People
Fighting
Big Crowds
Animals
Restless Nights
Mother: Aphrodite
Father: James Wood, 47, Mechanic
Siblings: Guinevere [Gwennie] Xerica Wood, 14
Pets: None
History: Peter grew up in Britain with his constant working father who seemed to have no time for him and his sister, Gwennie. Peter was basically raising Gwennie on his own, considering his father was never home and his mother, died in a car accident when he was two, as his father likes to say. Peter's small family was striving to keep them self from falling a part. When Peter turned thirteen, Gwennie, twelve at the time, was taken in by her 'Aunt' Matilda. Who was really just her father's deceased sister's old friend. Gwennie was shipped off to who-knows-where making it harder than ever for the two siblings to keep in touch. Peter grew up alone, and pretty much on his own. He was forced to take care of himself at a horribly young age. Peter not only had to deal with the troubles of an every day life, but he also began to realize he wasn't like the other kids his age, so to say. Peter had a low education, but for his fourteenth birthday his dad finally managed to get him registered in school, where Peter now spends most of his life.
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Roleplay Post
Leap! No wait, pounce sideways? Dodge..? Attack!? Oh this is hopeless! I'll never be a warrior!
I sighed and moved myself away from the apprentices den and into the fresh sunlight. Well, sunset, I guess. I took a deep, relaxing breath and sat down, tail neatly wrapped over my paws. I will not lose my temper! I told myself harshly. I wouldn't learn a thing from releasing anger, and I knew that too well. Experiences with anger happened way too often for me.
I let myself focus on the setting sun. I never was once to acknowledge beauty. To me, everything was plain and dull, nothing was truly a beautiful sigh. Their was normal, and hideously ugly. But this sunset truly was an extravagant sight. The sky was a deep, yet very vibrant orange, mixed with a dark pink-ish color. It was scarcely dotted with dark brown-grey clouds.
Beautiful.
I lingered on the word a little bit, but It still had no meaning to me. I dropped it quickly and turned my attention back to my training. I was about seven moons now, and still an apprentice. Why? My mentor is a- No, I'm not gonna go there. But it was her fault. I was left to train alone and mimic other apprentices badly done moves. I did my best to train myself, so that I could become a warrior. Though, in all honesty, I didn't want to become a warrior. I didn't want to stay an apprentice either though. I guess I was scared to-
No, wait! What am I saying! Me? Birchpaw? Scared? Of becoming a warrior!? That's ridiculous!
Yet true. I was terrified. I'd have all these duties on my shoulders. I'd take on my own apprentice, hunt, fight, I'd be looked up to by younger cats. Could I handle that? I was in no way, shape or form a good role model, but I'd surly do my best! But at this rate, I was far from becoming a warrior. I needed a warrior to help me along, and sense I couldn't have cared less about my current mentor, and I was fairly desperate, I called out helplessly.
"Anyone wanna train with me?"
I sounded like a newly appointed apprentice, but It sure beats being an apprentice forever!
[Copy and Pasted, if you want better I can do that.]
I sighed and moved myself away from the apprentices den and into the fresh sunlight. Well, sunset, I guess. I took a deep, relaxing breath and sat down, tail neatly wrapped over my paws. I will not lose my temper! I told myself harshly. I wouldn't learn a thing from releasing anger, and I knew that too well. Experiences with anger happened way too often for me.
I let myself focus on the setting sun. I never was once to acknowledge beauty. To me, everything was plain and dull, nothing was truly a beautiful sigh. Their was normal, and hideously ugly. But this sunset truly was an extravagant sight. The sky was a deep, yet very vibrant orange, mixed with a dark pink-ish color. It was scarcely dotted with dark brown-grey clouds.
Beautiful.
I lingered on the word a little bit, but It still had no meaning to me. I dropped it quickly and turned my attention back to my training. I was about seven moons now, and still an apprentice. Why? My mentor is a- No, I'm not gonna go there. But it was her fault. I was left to train alone and mimic other apprentices badly done moves. I did my best to train myself, so that I could become a warrior. Though, in all honesty, I didn't want to become a warrior. I didn't want to stay an apprentice either though. I guess I was scared to-
No, wait! What am I saying! Me? Birchpaw? Scared? Of becoming a warrior!? That's ridiculous!
Yet true. I was terrified. I'd have all these duties on my shoulders. I'd take on my own apprentice, hunt, fight, I'd be looked up to by younger cats. Could I handle that? I was in no way, shape or form a good role model, but I'd surly do my best! But at this rate, I was far from becoming a warrior. I needed a warrior to help me along, and sense I couldn't have cared less about my current mentor, and I was fairly desperate, I called out helplessly.
"Anyone wanna train with me?"
I sounded like a newly appointed apprentice, but It sure beats being an apprentice forever!
[Copy and Pasted, if you want better I can do that.]
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