Post by Roland Emmanuel on Feb 21, 2013 0:03:49 GMT -5
::Name:: Roland Emmanuel
::Nicknames:: N/A
::Meaning:: Roland- “Renowned Land”
::Pronounced:: Row-lin-d
::Age:: 23 years
::Gender::Male
::Species:: Werewolf
::Height:: 6’1”
::Weight:: 155 lbs
::Sexuality:: Undecided
::Ethnic Background:: Romani/Romanian and American
::Accent:: A slight country draw that comes and goes
::Location:: Boston
::Occupation:: Sings and plays the guitar on the streets for money
::Residence:: That bench on the corner
::Appearance::
Roland is a man of heart melting smiles, warm tan skin, and a charming, eager demeanor. He is scruffy in a handsome kind of way, with bright chocolate brown eyes with a gold ring around the pupil, and a splash of freckles on the bridge of his nose and cheeks. He has a strong bone structure and large scars that start on his high thigh and work their way up his pelvis and end on his side, just above his belly botton. He is tall, with a thick, slightly muscular frame comprised with toned arms and a oh so luscious butt. He has a smooth, deep voice that takes on a slightly higher key when he sings, giving his voice a pleasant if not slightly hypnotizing appeal. On the upper left side of his chest (over his heart) he has a medium sized compass tattoo whose arrow seems to be constantly in motion (symbolizing is constant traveling), and a silver nose ring on the left side of his nose.
He doesn’t own a car, finding it less expensive to walk and hitch hike where ever he goes. His attire is what can be expected of a guy who’s always on the road. Torn jeans, converse or hiking boots, plaid shirts, beanies, and leather jackets make up the majority of his wardrobe. He travels with a large backpack and a guitar case wherever he goes.
::Personality::
Roland is neither a realist nor an idealist. He views things for what they are and what they could be, both the realistic and unrealistic side. He is humorous and generally upbeat with a strong “can do” attitude. Hard working, self-motivated, and goal focused, he can be incredibly persistent and strong willed. He enjoys sense of freedom which, is probably why he tends to constantly move around, and likes to feel like he is important and needed.
He is incredibly perceptive, intuitive, and observant. A natural thinker, perhaps to the point of being over analyzing, he’s more of a “go with the flow” and “live life with no regrets” kind of guy who tends to do things because he feels like it not necessarily because he should. This is probably one of the reasons he’s had some run-ins with the law. He knows what’s right and what’s wrong, he knows what he should and shouldn’t do, but if he really feels like doing something he’s going to do it. Resourceful and independent, he likes doing things for himself and dislikes feeling reliant on others.
A smooth talker who is prone to mischief, Roland has a natural boyish charm and charisma. Even though he can be a huge tease and a flirt, who makes it his goal to put people in uncomfortable situations, he can sometimes be rather awkward, and even down right bashful when the tides are turned and he’s getting the “love”. He is full of wit, and is prone to being incredibly stubborn. But he’s really just a laid back guy who likes to have a good time.
::History::
Ran away from home at the age of sixteen, Roland dreamed of becoming a famous singer who traveled all over the world. He made it all the way to California where he realized quickly that the rise to fame wasn’t as easy as it looked. Having no money, no house, and no car, he decided to take a different approach to becoming famous and started singing and playing his guitar on the streets. He did fairly well, people seemed to like him and he made descent money considering his occupation. After a while of this however, and still no stardom, he realized that he actually really enjoyed being a hobo and playing on the streets. And so, he starting traveling around, going from city to city playing his music.
A year later, he found his way into Los Vagos. He did pretty well there, sleeping under bridges, occasionally robbing a guy or two. However one night, after he had finished his performances, while heading back to the bridge he had currently taken up residence in, he noticed he was being followed. Recognizing the tall, dark man as one of the members of his audience, and finding it odd that he was following him (I mean he had offered to sign autographs already, geez) he high tailed it out of there, hoping to lose him in the crowd. An hour or so later he arrived at his makeshift home, but he wasn’t alone. Instead of a man this time however, it was a large, dark, wolf thing. It lunged at him, and despite his efforts to get away, the beast tore into his hip and stomach. After about ten minutes, the beast let him go, perhaps startled by something, and left Roland there to seemingly bleed to death. Only he didn’t bleed to death, some drunks walking by managed to call 911 and he was taken to the hospital where he was patched up, lucky to be alive. Once he was out, he went on with his life, as if nothing had happened. Until, that is, the next full moon when he shifted for the first time.
::Random tidbits::
-His guitar is his life. He goes everywhere with it
-He's never actually been in a real relationship before so he is innocent to the ways of people and will blush awkwardly if u start talking about sex.
-He smells like pine trees and earth, with a slight hint of honey suckle. Something that's always lingered with him since he grew up on a farm in the middle of no where.
-When he sleeps he seems to lose years, making him look very sweet and innocent. He also doesn't snore.
-His stomach is a bottumless pit and he will devour everything
-He loves to play video games, eat chips, drink soda, and generally be a dumb lazy teenager (even though hes not)
-He can actually dance really well
-He is a freaking amazing cook
::Nicknames:: N/A
::Meaning:: Roland- “Renowned Land”
::Pronounced:: Row-lin-d
::Age:: 23 years
::Gender::Male
::Species:: Werewolf
::Height:: 6’1”
::Weight:: 155 lbs
::Sexuality:: Undecided
::Ethnic Background:: Romani/Romanian and American
::Accent:: A slight country draw that comes and goes
::Location:: Boston
::Occupation:: Sings and plays the guitar on the streets for money
::Residence:: That bench on the corner
::Appearance::
Roland is a man of heart melting smiles, warm tan skin, and a charming, eager demeanor. He is scruffy in a handsome kind of way, with bright chocolate brown eyes with a gold ring around the pupil, and a splash of freckles on the bridge of his nose and cheeks. He has a strong bone structure and large scars that start on his high thigh and work their way up his pelvis and end on his side, just above his belly botton. He is tall, with a thick, slightly muscular frame comprised with toned arms and a oh so luscious butt. He has a smooth, deep voice that takes on a slightly higher key when he sings, giving his voice a pleasant if not slightly hypnotizing appeal. On the upper left side of his chest (over his heart) he has a medium sized compass tattoo whose arrow seems to be constantly in motion (symbolizing is constant traveling), and a silver nose ring on the left side of his nose.
He doesn’t own a car, finding it less expensive to walk and hitch hike where ever he goes. His attire is what can be expected of a guy who’s always on the road. Torn jeans, converse or hiking boots, plaid shirts, beanies, and leather jackets make up the majority of his wardrobe. He travels with a large backpack and a guitar case wherever he goes.
::Personality::
Roland is neither a realist nor an idealist. He views things for what they are and what they could be, both the realistic and unrealistic side. He is humorous and generally upbeat with a strong “can do” attitude. Hard working, self-motivated, and goal focused, he can be incredibly persistent and strong willed. He enjoys sense of freedom which, is probably why he tends to constantly move around, and likes to feel like he is important and needed.
He is incredibly perceptive, intuitive, and observant. A natural thinker, perhaps to the point of being over analyzing, he’s more of a “go with the flow” and “live life with no regrets” kind of guy who tends to do things because he feels like it not necessarily because he should. This is probably one of the reasons he’s had some run-ins with the law. He knows what’s right and what’s wrong, he knows what he should and shouldn’t do, but if he really feels like doing something he’s going to do it. Resourceful and independent, he likes doing things for himself and dislikes feeling reliant on others.
A smooth talker who is prone to mischief, Roland has a natural boyish charm and charisma. Even though he can be a huge tease and a flirt, who makes it his goal to put people in uncomfortable situations, he can sometimes be rather awkward, and even down right bashful when the tides are turned and he’s getting the “love”. He is full of wit, and is prone to being incredibly stubborn. But he’s really just a laid back guy who likes to have a good time.
::History::
Ran away from home at the age of sixteen, Roland dreamed of becoming a famous singer who traveled all over the world. He made it all the way to California where he realized quickly that the rise to fame wasn’t as easy as it looked. Having no money, no house, and no car, he decided to take a different approach to becoming famous and started singing and playing his guitar on the streets. He did fairly well, people seemed to like him and he made descent money considering his occupation. After a while of this however, and still no stardom, he realized that he actually really enjoyed being a hobo and playing on the streets. And so, he starting traveling around, going from city to city playing his music.
A year later, he found his way into Los Vagos. He did pretty well there, sleeping under bridges, occasionally robbing a guy or two. However one night, after he had finished his performances, while heading back to the bridge he had currently taken up residence in, he noticed he was being followed. Recognizing the tall, dark man as one of the members of his audience, and finding it odd that he was following him (I mean he had offered to sign autographs already, geez) he high tailed it out of there, hoping to lose him in the crowd. An hour or so later he arrived at his makeshift home, but he wasn’t alone. Instead of a man this time however, it was a large, dark, wolf thing. It lunged at him, and despite his efforts to get away, the beast tore into his hip and stomach. After about ten minutes, the beast let him go, perhaps startled by something, and left Roland there to seemingly bleed to death. Only he didn’t bleed to death, some drunks walking by managed to call 911 and he was taken to the hospital where he was patched up, lucky to be alive. Once he was out, he went on with his life, as if nothing had happened. Until, that is, the next full moon when he shifted for the first time.
::Random tidbits::
-His guitar is his life. He goes everywhere with it
-He's never actually been in a real relationship before so he is innocent to the ways of people and will blush awkwardly if u start talking about sex.
-He smells like pine trees and earth, with a slight hint of honey suckle. Something that's always lingered with him since he grew up on a farm in the middle of no where.
-When he sleeps he seems to lose years, making him look very sweet and innocent. He also doesn't snore.
-His stomach is a bottumless pit and he will devour everything
-He loves to play video games, eat chips, drink soda, and generally be a dumb lazy teenager (even though hes not)
-He can actually dance really well
-He is a freaking amazing cook