Post by william rush jr. on Nov 21, 2007 23:33:53 GMT -5
[/size][/blockquote]Hello! My name is tera !
I am fifteen.
I have been roleplaying for a year and a half, and here is a sample post of mine.
Sample:.Ouch. No seriously, that one had stung. Tessa blinked several times, before she could register what had actually just been said. Perhaps her heart was recovering from the shallow wound that Andrew had just inflicted. Then again, the girl could have just been having a slow day. Though she preferred for it to be the latter, the answer to what had caused her to falter slightly was the first. She shook her head slightly, a wave of contempt washing over her; however Tess quickly shook the attitude off. It was all in good fun, wasn’t it? Why do and ruin a good day with a needless burst of rage? Taking note to his demeaning grin, Tessa just scowled before grinning too, “Hah, they just aren’t ready for me yet,” done with the trouble-free reply, T followed suit by casting her glance towards the skies.
Wow, that was twice now. Andrew had caused her a bit more pain. Was the flicking really necessary? Instead of sticking her mouth up though, the female peered upward momentarily in order to catch a glimpse of what he was talking about. “No way,” defiant in nature, Pierson wasn’t just arguing for the sake this time around, “that’s not Santa. I see dragon…” as soon as the visualization escaped from her lips, Tessa began to laugh. Not chuckle, nor giggle but just all out laugh at what she’d just emitted. “Seriously,” speaking in-between chortles, the runner managed to steal in a few breaths at the same time. “But that’s not what I was looking at. Check out this one,” her arm snuck from the sleeve of her cover-up and pointed straight above head, “it’s Ice Cube.”
Her argument had been strong – if she did say so herself – but, Tessa was certain that Andrew would just double back with something even better. He’d been the first that she’d met to almost equally match her in stubbornness. Neither were too good at throwing in the towel which resulted in the instant friendship. That, working together and sharing quite a few interests besides holding dearly onto one’s own pride as well. Her chocolate hues mirrored the expression within his emeralds she scrutinized his facial attributes; trying to get inside of his head. O’Malley kept his features straight and trouble free – though he wasn’t the hardest book to get a decent grasp of, that didn’t mean that he was relatively easy read, neither. Tessa found herself at a lost and averted her gaze after a moment of trying to interpret the slight glint within his eye and failing miserably.
Score! He’d been the first to cake. Who would have predicted? Honestly, she’d begun to doubt herself within the last few moments. How else was she supposed to react when he drew out this story about a helpless male out of his ass? Andrew had a point and she couldn’t deny him that, she’d only had to prove that hers was harder, better, faster, stronger. Taken aback by the okay, T just nodded her head, mentally updating the score board. Current standings: Tessa -2, Andrew -1. She couldn’t quite remember where or when the male had snagged his first point, but he had one and that was all that mattered.
Another shiver embraced her as the winds picked up speed. In a futile attempt at keeping warm, Tessa pulled her knees up close to her chest and slid them underneath the over sized hoodie. After a moment the runner’s calves became visible once more as she stood to her feet and twisted slightly; stretching out her abdominal muscles. She folded her arms – which were hidden within the sleeves of her pullover once more – across her chest and stood still for a single moment before finally muttering, “Andy, I’m freezing.”
{william washington rush jr.
Name: william washington rush jr.
Age: 21
Gender: male
Sexual Orientation: straight
Social Standing: college sophomore
Physical Appearance:
Height & Weight
In general, William is your average guy. However, he was gifted with height, even as a young boy. Standing at exactly 6'2", William towers over most girls, and measures up to just about all guys. He's happy with his height, and believes it enables him in a lot of sports. Compared to the rest of his family, he's relatively tall. As a kid he was one of the taller kids in every class, but now he doesn't stand out as more, as all the boys have caught up to him, at least somewhat.
As a kid, William complained about his body being a bit unproportioned. He was always thin, the kid that could eat anything and not gain an ounce. That's still true to this day, but muscle fills in to rid the 'boy-ish' look. Weighing in at about a mere 170 pounds, William sure isn't overweight, if anything he's a little underweight. He's always had trouble keeping pounds on because of his hectic schedule, which is why he developed a liking to junk food. Anything that he puts in his body is definitely burned off, so he really doesn't have to worry about his intake, though he tends to eat healthier food to benefit himself. Overall, he's a pretty good weight for his height, but the doctors do watch out for him getting too thin, if that's even possible.
Body
William has a strong build, complete with broad shoulders, and tight muscles. He grew up around a family of health and sports freaks, so when it came his turn, he stepped up his game to look his best. He's got long legs, and a long torso, giving him that extra boost on the meter for a hot body. Muscle fills out his thin figure, so he no longer looks like a scrawny water boy at all the games. Ever since he started working out constantly in the gym, and lifting weights, he's grown to be quite the strong kid. William is a good asset to any sports team, and certainly the guy you want on your side in a fight. He's proven that he can hold his own, and to one that doubts him, he's not afraid to show the little that he's made of.
Face, Eyes, Voice & Hair
William has a well-rounded face, and a definite jaw line. William has a tendency of picking himself apart, and that just happens to be one thing he had focused on. Everything else on his face fits well. His nose is a nice size, not too small, and not too big, it just fits. His lips are what one might call inviting, an off colored red, and tender to the touch.
One of the best features about William besides his build are his eyes. A blue-green hue, they have a way of drawing people in, something others envy. They constantly have a slight twinkle in them, courtesy of the lighting or him being in a good mood. His eyes tell a lot about how he's feeling that day toward the world, and he's not afraid to show them off a bit. Others tend to take a liking to them, and feel comfortable making eye contact. For some reason, they leave people at ease.
William’s hair is normally kept long to provide maximum comfort when playing games. The locks have a silky texture, and naturally flow through your fingers. It's easily manipulated, which is why he is often seen sporting many different styles within a week. He likes playing around with his appearance, especially with his hair. If there's one thing he rarely does is cut his hair. Sure, he trims it neatly every couple weeks, but won't dare cut more than an inch. He's a fan of letting it go naturally, so won't bother even brushing it in the morning, and lets it give off a messy, yet sexy look. If he feels he needs to make a better impression however, he'll make sure it's even and completely tame.
Tattoos, Scars, & Skin
William hasn't ever liked the idea of something permanent on his body, especially if it's ink. He's always been against tattoos, and scarring his body forever doesn't exactly sound too inviting. However, the minute he turned eighteen he and his friends went out to have a little fun, and they ended up coaxing him into getting a tattoo. He’s somewhat on edge about showing it to people, just because you normally wouldn’t think of him having one, but he does. On his upper right arm there's a small image of ‘Astro’, the canine from the Jetsons, marking all the fun nights he'd had before becoming an adult.
However, one thing William does have is scars. He has always been a guy prone to accidents, a lot of them revolving around sports and such. For example, just under his chin he's got a scar from jumping down from a tree, and catching it on another branch. One of his flaws being that he doesn't think things through; William has had plenty more scar stories to pass around. A couple of them he doesn't like to talk about, but a lot of questions come up when they're visible.
His skin is mildly tanned, but it varies depending on the season. He loves spending time outside and in the water, so catching a tan comes only naturally. However, the scars never seem to tan over, and if they do, it's only a little bit. So, they're pretty easy to see.
Clothing Style
William tends to be very relaxed when it comes to how he’s dressed. He’s constantly in jeans and a t-shirt, unless he’s working out, then he’ll wear more athletic clothing. However, he’ll dress himself up when the time is right, for work and dates especially. He likes to leave an impression on people; he cares about his appearance, and doesn’t let that drag him down. Normally he only sports the best of London’s fashions, but has indulged on some other brands when he came to Seattle.
Personality:
(Cynical, smart, competitive humorous and irresistible. <3 )
William Rush: The face of sin.
Lust.
Eh, he’s a teenage boy for crying out loud, there’s no way for him to deny that feeling of lust that resided with him. Well, maybe he would have been able to if he was gay. Wait no, scratch that. If William had been gay, he’d just lust after other males with all of his might. Honestly, most do know and understand this single concept of the male mind: the drive for sex. Let’s not say that the eighteen year old only cares about getting laid, or feeling up the closest thing in a skirt, because in all seriousness that just isn’t him. In fact he is incredibly picky about whom he would consider doing things with. However that doesn’t mean flirting is beyond him. He considers himself rather knowledgeable about woman and their mysterious ways. Since he is always up for a challenge, why not partake in the most challenging game of all? The hunt. Hunt for a mate, that is. He prefers a chase, but isn’t willing to truly go that far for a girl unless he personally feels that she’s worth it. Otherwise, she’ll end up finish the game by herself. When it comes to turn-ons, He likes to think that a mind is the most important part of a girl, but there hasn’t been an occasion where he flirted with someone less than gorgeous. Confidence and wits in a girl usually win out in the end. Aggression helps quite a bit since he is more laid back and likes when a girl shows the initiative. Low self-esteem is annoying. Rush likes to help people, but won’t listen to anyone complain constantly about minute problems. Smoking is disgusting to him. Also, if you’ve been around, don’t bother being around him.
Pride.
When people first interact with William Rush they will most likely feel like they are being judged. This is probably because they are. His opinions of people are usually dead on, and he is usually very honest about what he thinks. He tends to be a strict judge of character and looks down on many as a result. There are pretty much two types of people to him: those he will devote his time and friendship to and those who aren’t worth the time of day. Most people fall into the first category luckily. Those who aren’t see Rush as a snide, arrogant, and downright mean person. If you are one of the chosen you will see Rush has an easy going thoughtful and caring individual.
Choose wisely.
To him life is a game and he likes to stay a step ahead of everyone else. Many get annoyed with his slightly pompous vocabulary and sometimes cruel wit. The fact that he feels a need to understand everything about a person tends to cause trouble with those more reserved. However he is a terrific listener and problem solver. Those who trust him enough to confide in him usually get good results. He likes solving other people’s problems instead of worrying about his own.
He has a variety of hobbies, always looking for new things to try. Sports and movies are among his favorite. Basketball and track are his favorites since they are what he trains the most for. As his father put it, he was one of those ‘natural born athletes’ and well let’s just say that the male isn’t afraid to flaunt his skill. Most free time is accompanied by working out or trying something new, and generally when the boy tries something, he’ll keep at it until he’s at least decent at the game/instrument or…whatever. William hates to do things that he isn’t good at since he doesn’t see a real point to it. In his sixth grade year, once his grade point average reached its peak, and the sports became a bit dull, the male moved onto music. He wasn't half bad when it came to his voice and evidently, he'd been born a pianist for once his fingers hit the keys the notes took control, and they were easy on the ears. The other instruments were the ones that gave him trouble. In all honestly, the male couldn't even grasp the concept of playing the guitar until his sophomore year in high school and by that point, he still wasn't even good at it. Therefore he locked the damned thing up and refused to take another look at it, thus setting his attention back onto his sports.
Gluttony [or overindulgence.]
William Rush has this tendency to overindulge himself from time to time, and it all began with his exercise instruction. As mentioned earlier, the kid had been born as what many would call ‘a natural athlete’. Without much training or experience within a certain area, he could easily attain hold of the basis of the game and then play off of what he’d seen. Unfortunately, this had never been good enough for him. Ech, how can this be put? Oh yes, the male has a masochistic work ethic. He’s a strong fan of the line ‘good enough is not best’ and has always pushed himself to his physical limits in order to reach that step on the ladder that was indeed considered ‘best’. But of course, this wasn’t enough, not enough to please his father at least. Once Rush’s teen years rolled around, he began to take the bottle nightly, just to find an escape from the father figure’s constant pushing and the little sister’s weak cries.
Greed.
Eh, maybe greed isn’t necessarily the best way to describe it, for the male just wants to make it far in his life. At most, he wants to become a pro-athlete and maybe marry somebody famous, that way he’d be rolling in the dough. Honestly, it’s not even really the money that matters to William; what he really wants is the respect that comes along with it. After all, who wouldn’t want the rest of the world to bow down to him, whilst he stood with the power and privilege to do as he pleased?
Envy.
He’s always been the type to see what he wants and go for it. Unfortunately, William doesn’t always end up attaining the object of his affections; especially if it has something to do with decent grades. To tell the truth, he is a smart boy to say the least. He does enjoy opening a book every once in a while and isn’t afraid of maybe reading a paper or two of his own, aloud. It’s when it boils down to his mathematical and science skills that he falls weak. Maybe the word, ‘jealousy’ would apply right about here, but whenever he even catches a glimpse of someone with an ‘A’ on the latest chem. Exam or a ‘B’ on their trig test, he becomes numb. Aside from grades, female kind also applies in this area. Only when he finds it necessary, will he go after another’s woman just for the hell. Usually, it’s because of the way the boy-toy has treated him that causes for such an action, or every once in a while, William feels as though the male doesn’t deserve his counterpart; therefore, he’d be more than happy to snatch her away.
Wrath.
With more than enough liquor within his system, William would be more than willing to do at a little fist to first combat. It’s often then, that he starts to blurt out little blurbs of his emotions here and there, or that he admits to his sins. When drunk, he also begins to take things personal. One could be speaking to a man across the room and Rush would pick up on what he’d said, somehow apply it to himself, and then take to getting physical. Of course, he’s prone to become less of himself when under the influence, for well… the boy is completely wasted. If he’s all sobered up and someone pisses him off, he’s more likely to spew out a verbal beating rather than lift a finger. Ech. Heh, that’s until the other person decided to get up-close. In most cases, William is a calm soul and pretty hard to anger or frustrate (unless you’re a complete idiot). But if you do manage to light his fuse, let’s just say that it won’t be pretty.
Sloth.
In all honesty, this sin doesn’t really apply to the William Rush character. As mentioned beforehand, he has an unhealthy work habit, and is currently trying his hardest to get his grades up. The male rarely falls into a depression unless under the influence, for though he uses his alcoholism as an escape from his problems, he often finds himself feeling worse afterwards. And no, it’s not the hangover. Rush is a pretty happy male during the day. He cracks jokes, he smiles, he dances, and he laughs; just like any other teenage boy, and well, like the rest of the world he does have his problems. He grew up in a decent family and was taught that wallowing in one’s sorrows wouldn’t help to ease them; therefore he doesn’t dwell.
Those are the seven deadly sins of Mister Rush, but don’t get the character wrong, he does have a soft side. With each good comes a bad, thus it works vice versa…correct? Eh… let’s hope so.
History:
"What do you want from me!?! Why do you expect the best?! Why can't I come in second and still bring a smirk of pride onto your features, dad? Why..."
The young man's words brought the elder one into a state of shock. Within a split second, he'd pulled his son into a tight bear hug, and allowed for a quick set of tears to tear at the barricade at he'd set up once at an early point in life. He muttered a few apologize, still gripping the latter tightly, as if the hug it's self was a key to forgiveness. For a moment they rocked together, both in tears, neither expecting for such a day to conclude as it had. Neither expecting to be in the other's arms. At the realization that his father was indeed holding him, the curly maned junior released an exasperated breath and allowed his tears to spill out, stronger than before.
"Son," the father began, finally letting loose of the boy, "son, I'm --"
And then the television flickered off. Tossing the remote down onto the coffee table before him, William Rush emitted a scoff at the obviously fictional scene that he'd just had the pleasure of witnessing. Turning to the teenage beside him, William slapped the boy on the neck and chuckled softly, though his features remained stern, "If you ever even think about raising your voice at me, I'll beat your ass." At this statement, the two males began to laugh, and after a moment of hysterics they both stood to their feet, and headed off into separate directions within their household.
Unlike the family that had recently been placed upon the tube, Will and his father got along quite well. Sure, William enjoyed 'encouraging' his son -pushing him to impossible limits- but it was evident that he loved him, and as if he had to prove this fact, the forty year old did indeed hug his son every day. Yes! That is quite an extreme isn't it?! Well it's in fear of ending up as a family such as the ones in the popular television movies now-a-days that he did so. Oh yes, and because he loved his son.
Rush jr. was born and raised in Maine. Though he spent majority of his life there, the male has a lack of endearment for the cold weather. He doesn't mind the occasional breeze but winters in which you had to wear three coats, gloves and scarves were ridiculous; well, in his mind at least. Therefore he bitched and moaned. It was no secret that southern states rarely experienced snow storms and blizzards, and also it was quite clear that he'd be able to see way more females with way less clothing on in places in which the temperature could keep one warm. Besides, they could afford it. Honestly, when your father and mother were both top-notch attorneys [needless to say, they met in law school], you could afford just about anything that you wanted. Okay, well maybe not anything, but they had the money. Oh and we also can't forget to mention the fact that they both handled their own accounting and had actually been saving for the child's college fund before he had even been conceived. Mhm, a planned child. Rare, right? Just as rare as having a father who liked to show that he loved him, and by no means did love mean buying him useless shit such as toys and game-boys.
Anyway, they ended up moving, but not necessarily to the south, though Seattle was a bit closer to the equator that Maine was. Heh, he’d be able to work with that. Now he had a whole new world awaiting for him, along with the sixth grade.
When in middle school, let's just say that WW Rush wasn't the most popular student that there was, though he wasn't necessarily on the bottom of the school life hatchery either. His lack of an extremely active social life, left him in somewhat of a mild depression and that's when the old folks stepped in. At that point in seventh grade, his father began with a light push. He urged for the boy to quit moping around and begin studying or making use of his time with something. William also forced the aspect of school sports and function participation upon the young one. After all, if one wanted to be known, they had to make themselves known and what other was there to do that other than getting to the top of your class and excelling in a few athletics programs while you were at it? Eh, that's the way that Daddy dearest saw it, at least. And wouldn't you know, soon enough Rush jr. began to agree.
In sophomore year, once his grade point average reached its peak, and the sports became a bit dull, the male moved onto music. He wasn't half bad when it came to his voice and evidently, he'd been born a pianist for once his fingers hit the keys the notes took control, and let's just say that they were easy on the ears. The other instruments were the ones that gave him trouble. In all honestly, the male couldn't even grasp the concept of playing the guitar until the summer before his junior year, which was quite a while considering his talents.
Needless to say, things have certainly changed for the boy since middle school. Evidently, talent and money attracted friends and when you had both, you were considered the pick of the litter. The fact that he did eventually grow into his looks and out of the acne sanctions of his life did have a little something to do with the newly found social life as well. Upon graduating High School, William Washington Rush found no need to ditch the good life that he was currently living, so he continued on to college in the same area.
Family Details:
father;; William Jerome Rush
father's occupation;; Corporate Attorney
mother;; Rachel Celeste Thomas Rush
mother's occupation;; Corporate Attorney, as awell.
siblings;; Sarah, seven, first grade
Other:
For my application to be approved, I know that: living is easy with eyes closed.
