Post by blackmage on Jul 10, 2010 4:31:50 GMT -5
Name: Eric Gate
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: [Mostly] Heterosexual
Appearance: A tall boy who is mostly fit even if he has the sort of awkward teenage lankiness about him. He's got just slightly tan skin off set by bright orange red hair and dark blue eyes. Its naturally curly [he has definitely got Irish blood somewhere] and he rarely bothers to cut it so it is almost always about shoulderlength. He'll sometimes tie it back but the occasions are rare that he does so- he just prefers to push it back and let it be.
He's biased toward dark clothes and often wears really strange things just because it really irks his father for some reason. He has a fondness for very strange hats and long coats and metal rings and he actually wore an ensemble of a really ridiculous magician's top hat, black clothes, gloves, combat boots and a leather duster for a week just because it again severely pissed off his father. Still he takes his appearance rather seriously and mostly only dresses like an idiot to bug his dad. [It's his favorite hobby, bugging his father.]
He's likely in need of a serious attitude adjustment. He tends to be rather cynical and smartmouthed, with a temper like no other and a bad swearing habit. He doesn't do well with orders, and he generally acts like a smartass to anyone who tries to impose their will on him. He is loyal only to his close friends and hostile and rather aggressive toward others- he prefers to dig at people the first time he meets them just to get an idea of how they react.
Basically other than the fact that he could stand to have his ego knocked down a few pegs he's a generally good guy. You just have to ignore his arrest record and his habit of slacking off in school to skip class. He doesn't mean to come off as arrogant or rude but he also makes no effort to change other people's opinions of him.
Still when he's not acting like a jerk he can be quite kind. He has a soft spot for people in trouble and he can't resist helping a damsel in distress. The sight of a woman crying just melts him, and he'd rush in to help her even if it meant the cost of his own life. He's not afraid to do things just because people say he could get hurt, and he'd rather learn by making a really stupid mistake than by having rules shoved at him.
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History: Born and raised in a town bordering the Rocky mountains called Stonebridge. Eric never really went anywhere outside his home except to occasionally visit his relatives in the neighboring town of Kalispell, and once a trip to Boulder, Colorado for a summer school opportunity. [And las Vegas, Nevada, for reasons he's still never explained.]
He lives with just his mother, though his father is an active part of his life. A retired military man, Hank Gate has always been hard on his only son. Eric gets yelled at for not being enough of a man, or for doing poorly in school, or for acting like anything but a perfect soldier. [Eric's older sister gets none of this; she's Daddy's princess. She lives with their father as well.]
Eric's mother rarely steps in, and Eric could really care less about her. He doesn't think she's doing well by letting his father walk all over them even after they divorced, so he rarely spends time at home and he prefers to stay at any of his friend's houses. He never did exceptionally great in school except for his geography and ancient history classes. His dream is to someday travel the world, though he has no real expectations that he'll ever succeed. He eventually stopped trying, and his mother eventually pulled him out of normal high school and placed him in an institute for 'troubled teens' after an incident involving a brawl in Las Vegas and him getting beaten up and arrested. And there was the fact that he sort of tased someone. He never explained how or where he got a taser.
It was winter of 2010 that his mother decided he should go visit his uncle for the winter holidays. [Eric was being sulky at home and she was getting tired of him.] So off he went to visit lovely Kalispell.
In hindsight, it was both the most horrible and the best experience of his life. When the storm hit, his uncle's house was obviously just as in trouble as the rest of the town. He and his uncle made it to the roof, but the location of the house in a recess and the relatively small size meant that they were quickly unsafe even standing on the roof. They managed to grab on to a heavy piece of wood floating by and were holding on to it for dear life when one of the rescue planes landed nearby. At least they thought it was a plane until it turned out it was a dragon. Eric's uncle passed out, and Eric was a little too cold and nearly hypothermic to really grasp what was going on.
When the whole incident was finally over Eric begged the woman in charge, the one with the huge white dragon if she would let him stay. He knew it might be a very long time before he ever got the chance to get a dragon of his own but he would rather have stayed and worked the rest of his life her than to ever go home again.
Firelizard Name: [Where'd he get one?]
Firelizard Color: Any
Dragon Name: Desuuth
Dragon Color: Brown ##733605
"Aggressive, Short-tempered, Demanding, Fierce"
- Hatchling Size: Six Feet Long
- Adult Size: Thirty-six Feet Long
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: [Mostly] Heterosexual
Appearance: A tall boy who is mostly fit even if he has the sort of awkward teenage lankiness about him. He's got just slightly tan skin off set by bright orange red hair and dark blue eyes. Its naturally curly [he has definitely got Irish blood somewhere] and he rarely bothers to cut it so it is almost always about shoulderlength. He'll sometimes tie it back but the occasions are rare that he does so- he just prefers to push it back and let it be.
He's biased toward dark clothes and often wears really strange things just because it really irks his father for some reason. He has a fondness for very strange hats and long coats and metal rings and he actually wore an ensemble of a really ridiculous magician's top hat, black clothes, gloves, combat boots and a leather duster for a week just because it again severely pissed off his father. Still he takes his appearance rather seriously and mostly only dresses like an idiot to bug his dad. [It's his favorite hobby, bugging his father.]
He's likely in need of a serious attitude adjustment. He tends to be rather cynical and smartmouthed, with a temper like no other and a bad swearing habit. He doesn't do well with orders, and he generally acts like a smartass to anyone who tries to impose their will on him. He is loyal only to his close friends and hostile and rather aggressive toward others- he prefers to dig at people the first time he meets them just to get an idea of how they react.
Basically other than the fact that he could stand to have his ego knocked down a few pegs he's a generally good guy. You just have to ignore his arrest record and his habit of slacking off in school to skip class. He doesn't mean to come off as arrogant or rude but he also makes no effort to change other people's opinions of him.
Still when he's not acting like a jerk he can be quite kind. He has a soft spot for people in trouble and he can't resist helping a damsel in distress. The sight of a woman crying just melts him, and he'd rush in to help her even if it meant the cost of his own life. He's not afraid to do things just because people say he could get hurt, and he'd rather learn by making a really stupid mistake than by having rules shoved at him.
Picture:
History: Born and raised in a town bordering the Rocky mountains called Stonebridge. Eric never really went anywhere outside his home except to occasionally visit his relatives in the neighboring town of Kalispell, and once a trip to Boulder, Colorado for a summer school opportunity. [And las Vegas, Nevada, for reasons he's still never explained.]
He lives with just his mother, though his father is an active part of his life. A retired military man, Hank Gate has always been hard on his only son. Eric gets yelled at for not being enough of a man, or for doing poorly in school, or for acting like anything but a perfect soldier. [Eric's older sister gets none of this; she's Daddy's princess. She lives with their father as well.]
Eric's mother rarely steps in, and Eric could really care less about her. He doesn't think she's doing well by letting his father walk all over them even after they divorced, so he rarely spends time at home and he prefers to stay at any of his friend's houses. He never did exceptionally great in school except for his geography and ancient history classes. His dream is to someday travel the world, though he has no real expectations that he'll ever succeed. He eventually stopped trying, and his mother eventually pulled him out of normal high school and placed him in an institute for 'troubled teens' after an incident involving a brawl in Las Vegas and him getting beaten up and arrested. And there was the fact that he sort of tased someone. He never explained how or where he got a taser.
It was winter of 2010 that his mother decided he should go visit his uncle for the winter holidays. [Eric was being sulky at home and she was getting tired of him.] So off he went to visit lovely Kalispell.
In hindsight, it was both the most horrible and the best experience of his life. When the storm hit, his uncle's house was obviously just as in trouble as the rest of the town. He and his uncle made it to the roof, but the location of the house in a recess and the relatively small size meant that they were quickly unsafe even standing on the roof. They managed to grab on to a heavy piece of wood floating by and were holding on to it for dear life when one of the rescue planes landed nearby. At least they thought it was a plane until it turned out it was a dragon. Eric's uncle passed out, and Eric was a little too cold and nearly hypothermic to really grasp what was going on.
When the whole incident was finally over Eric begged the woman in charge, the one with the huge white dragon if she would let him stay. He knew it might be a very long time before he ever got the chance to get a dragon of his own but he would rather have stayed and worked the rest of his life her than to ever go home again.
Firelizard Name: [Where'd he get one?]
Firelizard Color: Any
Dragon Name: Desuuth
Dragon Color: Brown ##733605
"Aggressive, Short-tempered, Demanding, Fierce"
- Hatchling Size: Six Feet Long
- Adult Size: Thirty-six Feet Long
