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Post by Adam Flood on Oct 26, 2006 21:50:19 GMT -5
About Y.O.U.
What do you go by: Chris
Age: 14
Character Basics:
Name: Adam Flood
Age: 18
Sex: Male
Year College freshman
School Attending: Pepperdine University
Day Student or Boarder? Boarder.
Clique you want to be in: Way Popular, Nerd, Class-Clown... something along those lines.
Famous/ well known/ wealthy? How?: Adam's parents aren't some sort of movie stars or in charge of humungous companies, that make billions dollars of each year. Instead his parents are both lawyers - very succesful lawyers though. They make quite a bit of money, which is how they've came to be wealthy. Sometimes looking around and seeing all the daughters of royalty, or some famous movie star - or the even the sons, is a bit fazing for him. Adam doesn't have anything against any of those people, he just doesn't especially like the ones that are snotty about being rich. Strange that he's dating Cammie Sheppard, right?
Appearance: Adam is good looking from most people's view. His father is the sort of nerdy type and he may be categorized as 'cute', from a few people's points of views, but he's nothing out of the extraorindary. Adam's mother is gorgeous, even now sometimes people look at the couple, and go... wait, what? Looks of confusion cross the face and they look like they're constipated, but anyways. Adam has soft brown hair, which is usually gelled upwards. He likes using a lot of gell for some reason, but not all the time. Lately his father has started to lecture him about hair loss, since he's become quite near bald... Adam has grey-blue eyes, that are rather large and innocent - sometimes giving him a sort of little kid impression. His face can more commonly be described as cute then handsome, but he supposes it is an ego boost, that Cammie Sheppard is currently dating him... since her looks are definetly more then cute.
He's been considered tall for most of his life. Towering over his classmates and peers has always been the norm. Sometimes he'd stand next to short kids when he was younger and to find them staring up at him in awe, was a little nervewracking. Somehow over the course of his life, most of Adam's male peers and quite a few of the female ones, have seemed to have caught up with him. He's fairly muscular, seeing as basketball can be considered pretty much his life. He worships the sport in a way that sometimes, only males can do. Adam has been watching it since he was about five, discovering it while staying over at a friend's house. His father was never interested in sports, so it did put a little difference between them. He works out as often as possible, trying to maintain a muscular body, not necessarily to look good - but mostly for basketball. Being in shape is crucial to the game.
Avatar: Jake Gyllenhaal
Height: 6'1
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Grey-blue
Build: Fairly Muscular
Clothing Style: Seeing as Adam is considered popular, you could say that he pretty much fits the clothing stereotype for the normal teenage shock. It's usually preppy clothes that you'll find him wearing. Jeans, shorts, polos, collared shirts... anything that looks good and presentable. However it's also common to find him in simple clothes - like jeans and a scruffy t-shirt. School usually doesn't allow him to wear these sorts of things, but now that he's going to college, there's really nothing stopping him. Except for maybe feeling like what he's wearing, is nothing compared to what Cammie is currently wearing at the moment.
Other:
Possessions: Adam's most favored posession would probably be the very first basketball he ever used. It's so small, especially compared to some of the basketballs he uses now, but he loves it so much. It helps him hold onto that memory of the hours of practice he put in at first (and still does), as well as that very first game that he played. It happened to be the game that was used during the ball game and it was his coach's. After that, seeing as Adam scored the most points for him, he gave him that. Since then he's acquired loads of other favorite basketballs. There's one from the championship last year and a few other games that he's really prized. You could say that he's actually started a collection. It's not stamp collecting, but at least it isn't him collecting dead bodies or something.
Personality: Adam's personality? The first few words that would pop into most people's minds would be that he's 'Mr. Nice Guy'. He's willing to do almost anything to help out people and truly believes in being nice to everyone. There's been hardly any times where he's been mean, except in the case that he had to be. To protect someone or something like that. However it seems like most of the normal rules that apply to nice guys, haven't really been applied to him. The phrase, nice guys finish last? Okay, so when he first arrived at the school, he wasn't really known at all. At first he was just the sort of cute guy, but when he got up the courage to join the basketball team, that all changed. Adam had been almost a prodigy at his other school, but here it was just all so different, and that made him nervous - which isn't suprising. Here people weren't about the helping, it all seemed more like wealth, plastic surgery, looks, and whether you were 'fat' or not. Suddenly he was tossed all this fame from the whole school. He became the school's basketball star, the guy that other guys envied, that girls wanted to date so badly....
Except usually with all this popularity, some of those guys seem to be assholes. However Adam still didn't change. He had been taught from a young age to never change his values for anyone, that being himself was who he should be. Pretending that you were someone else, being forced to be someone else - now that wasn't right. Somehow such a popular, good looking guy, being nice just made him even more popular. Adam dealt with this popularity with wide eyes. Sure, he'd been at least mildly popular back at his old school, but maybe because football had been the main sport back home. Besides, he had just been too shy there... he resolved that he would try so much harder here. Not necessarily to fit in, but to make friends and just... shoot for the stars. Corny, right? Definetly, but he'd set his mind on something and there was no shame in being corny sometimes. He's got a great sense of humor, at least he thinks so most of the time. Adam isn't afraid to make jokes and often does that very thing. He can be awfully random and slightly weird as well, but on the outside he just seems to be the typical jock. What people have to realize, is that you really can't judge a book by it's cover - that there is just so much underneath it all.
History: Adam was born on November 1, to very proud parents. Aaron and Gemma Flood were so happy to finnally have a child. They had been trying for a few years by then and had been losing hope rapdily, thinking that maybe they couldn't have children, and would have to apply for another option. They were even considering adoption. They had nothing against that, but they just thought that having the baby themselves, was so much more special. Even though rescuing a child and providing that child with a great life, and a set of wonderful parents sounded enticing as well. Perhaps it was all the glory of being married for only about four years that did all this. However when Gemma Flood (formerly Gemma Peterson) found out that she was pregnant, it was one of the happiest moments of her life. Adam was a very bubbly baby. There was always a smile on his face and he barely cried. He was one of those babies that didn't wake you up every minute and make you want to chuck him out of the window.
Adam was at first a lot like his father. He had the whole geeky/nerd thing going for him. He didn't have the big glasses unfortunately, but you can't expect the whole stereotypical thing to work all the time. He often stuttered in his sentences and took after his father pretty much completely. He was utterly shy in front of people. He had this sort of serious and buisiness-like attitude about him, when he wasn't sweating nervously about meeting a new person, or about what someone would think of him. Adam's grades were top notch in school. Nothing but A+'s and A's, only the best for the people who tried the hardest, right? However that day when he was eight and spent the night at one of his best friend's houses, changed his life forever. It started out like any normal sleepover. The excessive playing of video games, throwing pillows at each other, getting sugar high on candy... However that was when the child's father came in, saying that he had a basketball game to watch.
Adam hadn't seen sports as anything more the pointless at this time. What was the point of them? A bunch of sweaty men running around, shoving and hitting each other, making their drive for competition even bigger. However something compelled him to stay. Maybe because his friend Eric, started going on and on about the sport, saying it was the best thing ever. So he sat on the couch with his best friend and his best friend's father, his eyes already starting to droop. Watching his first basketball game... it was amazing! Adam's eyes popped open and he watched the whole thing, wide eyed, looking like he was either high or really very hyper. There was just something he saw different about the game at that moment. Maybe it was the unity he saw among the players, the ardenaline rush he was sure they felt, or how it wasn't more then just the physical - it was a challenge as well. And Adam Flood was always open to challenges, always.
That very day he went home and pressured both of his parents to install a basketball net, buy a basketball, as well as enroll him to play the sport as soon as the spring season started. You could say that they were both very suprised, especially his father who had come to believe that his son was just about the opposite of that. Now let us move onto the bigger years, the more important - being a teenager. Slowly Adam started to change from being gawky, but still an excellent basketball player, to someone who could actually be considered.... cute. Believe me, it shocked him as much as it shocked the girls surrounding him. Slowly the boy started to work out even more and more, with his coaches encouragement of him one day getting a college scholarship. A few years later when Adam was prepared for a whole new year of basketball playing, while he was sitting by his pool, his parents informed him that they were moving.
Apparently there would be so much more business in California, which they were right about it. It's true that America's motto should be, "I'm going to sue you!" Some of the things people sue others for, are ridiculous, but lawyers as well as a few others make a fortune in that business. Besides it's good to stand for what you believe in, hopefully that's something that society sees as right. Adam was dissappointed that he would have to start all over again, but being the good kid that he was, he didn't say anything about it. He said good bye to his friends, even the girlfriend he had at the time, Ashley and packed his bags. By the time school rolled around, he was just getting use to California and all it's glamour. His first year was pretty uneventful. Adam joined the basketball team and did really well, shooting himself up to the star of the team. This all changed when a few years later, Anna Percy moved there. To any person who lived anywhere else, they would be like, "who?"
Because of course, this is another some famous movie star. Or a model who's made it big and is thought to be gorgeous. At first Adam couldn't keep his eyes off of her, she was just amazing. She was so intelligent, refined, sophisticated, and simply beautiful. It seemed like dating her was the thing that he wanted most, believe it or not. At first it seemed like he was getting considerably closer to her, but Anna choosing Ben Birnbaum over him was just about the hardest thing that ever happened to him. Adam felt like his heart had been broken into a million pieces and he had been left with no way to reconnect the pieces. He felt so alone. He had felt something truly special for Anna Percy, but she didn't feel the same way. Instead she had gone for wealthy, high status, and handsome Ben Birnbaum. At first he couldn't help but loathe him, but this was about the time when Cammie started to have feelings for him.
Adam didn't know anything about it of course, but sooner or later he felt the same way about her. Thinking however that Cammie Sheppard could possibly like him, was mad in his mind. Cammie was the type of girl that got everything she wanted. She was crazily beautiful and known for not really having relationships, at least all that much. The last time she had one it had been with Ben Birnbaum, who had chosen prim and proper Anna Percy over her. It seemed like they had something in common. Cammie chased him relentlessy, much to his suprise. Before it had felt impossible to ever feel the same way about a girl again, but somehow he soon felt that way about Cammie. He knew that it was strange that even liked her. She was the type of girl he was suppose to hate and had done so, when he had been back at home. Cammie was bitchy, snotty, wealthy, and just... a bitch. Adam was sweet and caring, good looking, but nothing compared to her. At least not in Hollywood's eyes. Apparently opposites did attract.
Sample RP:David realized that he had reached the end. Maybe not exactly the end of his life, although thoughts about that coming up in his mind. He had reached the end in his relationship with Seth and there was nothing left, no way to go back and fix everything. He was a horrible father and didn't deserve Seth as a son. What was worse was that he had brought him to Manticorp. It was almost like selling your son. Maybe Seth was still here... but now he was all messed up, mentally and physically. All because of David. Him. What had compelled him to be like this? How could he be so much like his father, after suffering so many years of torture by his hands? His father had always been violent, void of emotion. He had beaten David too, even one little mistake was worth going to bed at night, and not even being able to stand the next morning. His mother hadn't even known what was going on, she had been dead. James (his father) had always blamed for his mother's death because she had died during labor with him. All his life he had grown up thinking that it really was his fault, even though there was that little voice in his head, that told him that it wasn't.
Then David finnally was able to live in the outside world on his own and he saw that it was so different from the life he had known, and grown up in. People didn't verbally abuse you over and over again, calling you 'a little piece of shit' until that was what you believed you were, worthless and pathetic. It had been such a shock to him. A part of him had always believed that it couldn't be possible, that others were treated like this too, but upon actually seeing... he had been astounded. He recalled clearly visiting a friend's house while he had been in college. The whole family had seemed close. Always affection was exchanged. Hugs, kisses, little smiles... the talking never stopped. David had just stared at them, amazed until he had to leave the room because it had just been too much. That had been the first person he had told, his friend Greg. He hadn't seen the man in years, but now felt sort of a pang of sadness, for not staying in touch with him. The apple fall from the tree he guessed, but he damn well hoped that it wouldn't happen with Seth and him. David didn't want Seth to be like him. Even now he had to wonder why he had acted like his father. What had compelled him to do that? Was he really that fucked up? He had read some sort of statistic where most often, people who were abused, often acted that way towards their children too. So maybe there were other people like him, that didn't make it good. In fact... it made him feel even worse. To realize that you were exactly like the very person you had loathed all of your life, hurt so much. It just made you want to never live to see another day again -- you just worth because you were like him.
"Who the hell do you think you are? Do you think you can just show up and then leave? Tell me I'm worthless, just a mistake from you cheating? That I screwed up your life? That's not going to fly, I don't care who the hell you think you are. I don't care if you’re my Dad. I want answers. Why did you leave me?"
David had to give the boy or well... man he supposed, some credit. He was determined to find out why he had never been in his life, like he was suppose too -- he had fucked up there too. Big suprise? Not really. A part of himself was saying that he would still have messed up big time with Seth still, but at least not with Duc? He wanted to desperately tell the boy something that would get him forgiven, but that wasn't about to cut it. No, he ahd lied enough -- hadn't he? Duc deserved the truth, even if the last time he had seen him was when he had been three. The real reason David hadn't seen Duc since that very day was because Elizabeth hadn't wanted him too. He had pleaded and begged desperately, not wanted to deprive that boy from a father, for his mother hadn't been with anyone at that time. But Elizabeth had refused. She had used the sort of lines that absolutely made you have to give in. Like 'if you really loved me you'd stay away from him' or 'oh, great! that boy is more important to you then me, what a great husband you are'! Hardly ever Seth was included in the arguements, for Daphne hadn't even born then. David had tried to fit Seth into the whole thing, saying that it would be nice for him to have a brother of his own, but she wanted none of it. In the end he had just given up. Once he had taken a place to where Duc had lived and had driven back and forth down their street many times, staying there for many hours. He saw Duc playing outside as a young kid well on his way to being a teenager, doing his homework by the window, and once even waving to David. It had broken his heart. Sure, he had looked happy -- but he was his real father. He deserved to be with him, and at least get the chance to know him.
A pained expression found it's way into David's voice as he stared down at his second son, his younger son. He wanted to desperately know why his own real father had left him, why he had chosen Seth over him. He bit down on his lip, hard. How was he suppose to explain this? No matter how he worded it, he sure Duc would find a way around it to blame him. After all, it really was his fault. He could have refused and seen Duc secretly, something like that. Instead he hadn't, he had stayed quiet like a silent puppy. He knew that he had taken out all of his anger out on Seth. Those building emotions of anger and fury, that he wasn't even able to express to his own wife anymore, had come out in furious beatings. David for the most part couldn't remember what had happened during those times. That belt had just been another motion, another thing he had to do to survive. He remembered the way it felt with such pain, it had been such an object of hatred and violence to him when he had been younger. There had been times when he had been drunk too. Only slightly, still able to think clear thoughts, but drunk neverthless. David would wake up the next day with a hang over from hell and no idea what he done previously, the day before. "Because.... she wouldn't let me. Elizabeth I mean, Seth's mother. I wanted to so badly, I pleaded and begged her. It was like wanting something so badly... but she just, she just wouldn't let me! I even drove by your house for nearly three hours... I watched play outside, do your homework, and the last time you even waved to me! You must have been only twelve or so, damn it." David's voice was breaking as he spoke, he felt like such a bastard. Did he even deserve life?
For happy people, they usually saw life as such a joyous thing. For depressed people... that were just like him, he didn't even see it as logical. What the hell did human existence do for people? Were they some kind of entertainment for God? So he could watch all the things that happened to them and laugh at their mistakes, their problems? He didn't think he believed in God nowdays, but he had been forced to believe when he had been a kid. David's father had made memorize bible psalms and all sorts of things, and if he got them wrong -- he would get whipped mercilessly. It was just like the sermon in church. One day the priest had commented on how attentive he was, on how much he knew, but that was only because he had too. David had never wanted too, truthfully he found church as boring as hell. Religion had never been a good thing to him. It just made him feel more worthless and pathetic, because if there was a God, he was judging their every move... and that just made him feel not comfortable in his own body. How were you suppose to watch your actions that closely? Besides he didn't want to go to hell... that for all eternity? It seemed a little harsh, he guessed -- he just didn't know anymore. "I'm so sorry Duc... I just... I should have tried harder. I understand if you hate me too, I deserve it." David felt as worthless and pathetic as he had during childhood, there was no fucking reason for him on Earth, except to screw up other people's lives. It was just telling him that he shouldn't live anymore, he didn't even deserve life.
He stood frozen as Seth said those words. Everything was truthful, there was not a lie in sight. He felt just horrible hearing them... They rang in his ears and echoed, making him want to grab his head and someone pull them out of his mind, before he went crazy. "I know... I'm an asshole, a jackass... shit, I don't even deserve to have you as a son. You listened and did everything I asked of you... it was that stupid anger that got me in the end. Towards my father, towards your mother... everyone. God, I'm so fucking sorry. I understand." David knew that he was going to leave at that moment and never come back. He would never see his own son again, nor did he deserve to. Maybe there was Duc, but he was guessing not. Who would want to spend time with him, after seeing what he had done to Seth? Who? No one, of course. He would only mess up Duc's life too. No, it was best to just end it now. Go home and end it. That was what everyone wanted, right? Maybe suicide was a cowardly thing to do, getting out life like that, not living until it was your time to go. But David was past thinking logically, he had nothing to live for. He guessed in some way it took a lot of guts too, committing suicide was such a big thing, but no -- he'd never be considered brave. Especially not by his own standards. Sad eyes watched as Seth left him. He had left him behind and there was no hope for them ever again. This time it was for real... Oh, God. Sharp pains stabbed at his heart over and over again, making him want to just jump in front of that road, in the hopes that someone wouldn't see him... and just let him go.
Please, please let me leave."
David didn't know who he was begging, but he was pleading with someone. He just wanted to go. He didn't want to exist anymore. He didn't deserve to exist.
[Sorry appy isn't so good... I'm muse-less.]
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