Post by peytondrek on Dec 26, 2010 3:54:37 GMT
Name: Peyton Lewis Serge Anei Kingston Drek the Third
Age: 19 (1/2)
Gender: Male, darling.
Description: Kind of tall and lanky with a healthy, lean, swimmer/runner muscle build and shape. About 5'11 with a tapered waist and strong legs. His eyes are about four different colours, depending on the day, one is green and amber, the other is blue and hazel brown. His hair is black or chestnut brown, depending on the lighting and setting. It's shaggy and typically comes down over his eyes, swooping to the right and feathering around his ears but on a few occasions he'll whip it up into some sort of faux-hawk or bed-head look. He's got freckles, not many, but just a few dotting over his nose. He has a sort of soft and femenine face but there's a sparkle of wicked cunning and devilish intentions in his smile. It's called his Smirque.
He typically wears jet black skinny jeans, a dark purple, button up shirt, a black, silk tie with subtle paisley markings, a pin stripe vest and some sort of high-top sneakers to match.[a href="suprafootwear.com/footwear/holiday-2010/signature/skytop/s18015tbk/"]suprafootwear.com/footwear/holiday-2010/signature/skytop/s18015tbk/[/a] (His favourites: he owns them in every single colour you could possibly think of.) He keeps a silver skeleton key around his neck via silver necklace. A gold and silver steampunk poctewatch in his left pocket. On his middle, left finger is a silver ring with cryptic symbols all over it and on his ring finger in a plain ring with writing on the inside of it. He typically wears a thick, black wrist watch bracelet, which strapes on sort of like a belt, but is minus the actual watch and three rubber bands on his right, black, purple and red. Also, in his left here, in the cartilage are two, silver cartilage bands that have been coloured black.
His body also sports a bit of ink, his first tattoo was the logo of his father's empire, hidden on the left side of his neck, toward the back, of a cloud with a backwards crescent moon and the sun behind it. Under it, in very flowing and fancy script. His next tattoo is under his navel, it's a spade, filled in with black ink. Connected to it by a loop is a fancifully drawn 3rd. Oh his left shoulder is the Japanese Kanji for love: 愛 and the kKanji for music: 音楽. On his left clavicle (collar bone) is a very, very small heart that trails down in loops and ribbons to a heart-shaped lock that takes up the space where his heart would be, over his pectoral. On the lock is the number 213, the way the tattoo was done makes it look like it was branded onto his skin. The lines are bold and meticulously done, only the numbers in bold and the key hole is filled in. On his lower hip is another heart lock with a tag on it that has the number 147 on it in script. On his lower back, on the left, is a detailed fae leaf, on the right side, his side hip more precisely, are a pair of black dice. Upon his left hand, his inside middle finger, first knuckle is 2*R (with an actual star there...). On his hand, farthest to the right, kinda down where his thumb joins the hand, but the fleshy part, is a cloud with cartoony shading and rain beneath it.
Though it doesn't seem like too much when a person gets a first look at him, he plans on getting much, much more.
Personality: A bit of a brute on occasion, he has his moments where he can be really sweet and trustworthy, but don't trust it, he's almost always has alterer motives. He's very cunning and watches what he says on most occasions, you can't tell what he's thinking most of the time because he can keep quite the pokerface when the situation calls for it. The boy is practically a mobster, when it comes right down to it, but has a sort of class of a high flying, heftily paid crime boss of Japan. Carrying himself like a king, he plays the dirtiest of games and knows how to deal and handle dirt for anyone who crosses him.
Watch your back, and your front.
History: This piece of work is originally from Chicago, born and raised under a massive empre there, who soon learned how to turn over a deal, trade into power and mingle with the girls who died at his feet. Soon doing business with his father at the fine age of 15, he became a regular jet-setter; from Chicago, to New York, to England and Fran, Italy and China, Tokyo Japan to Maui, he's been and back. Since he's been able to board a flight alone, he's been touring the world with his father, learning how to Be. And he did a damn fine job. he learned three essential languages, Latin, Japanese and French fluently with just enough in Mandarin to get him through. All his life, he's had private tutors in anything he's wanted which has also gained him a mastered hand in Tiger Style Kung Fu, Taichi, Ikebana (Japanese art of flower arrangement), Fencing, knife throwing, calligraphy, cartography, computer hacking and many other group-helpful things. Though it seems that he knows a little too much already, he's always dying to learn more. He reads constantly, is always trying something new and consistently find himself in a world of trouble because of most of his ideas. He doesn't let many people know, who first meet him, that he knows any of these things and tries to let him power become a background in his social life. Since he's wound up in this mysterious town, Peyton may need to rely on these skills for him to make it out alive.
Age: 19 (1/2)
Gender: Male, darling.
Description: Kind of tall and lanky with a healthy, lean, swimmer/runner muscle build and shape. About 5'11 with a tapered waist and strong legs. His eyes are about four different colours, depending on the day, one is green and amber, the other is blue and hazel brown. His hair is black or chestnut brown, depending on the lighting and setting. It's shaggy and typically comes down over his eyes, swooping to the right and feathering around his ears but on a few occasions he'll whip it up into some sort of faux-hawk or bed-head look. He's got freckles, not many, but just a few dotting over his nose. He has a sort of soft and femenine face but there's a sparkle of wicked cunning and devilish intentions in his smile. It's called his Smirque.
He typically wears jet black skinny jeans, a dark purple, button up shirt, a black, silk tie with subtle paisley markings, a pin stripe vest and some sort of high-top sneakers to match.[a href="suprafootwear.com/footwear/holiday-2010/signature/skytop/s18015tbk/"]suprafootwear.com/footwear/holiday-2010/signature/skytop/s18015tbk/[/a] (His favourites: he owns them in every single colour you could possibly think of.) He keeps a silver skeleton key around his neck via silver necklace. A gold and silver steampunk poctewatch in his left pocket. On his middle, left finger is a silver ring with cryptic symbols all over it and on his ring finger in a plain ring with writing on the inside of it. He typically wears a thick, black wrist watch bracelet, which strapes on sort of like a belt, but is minus the actual watch and three rubber bands on his right, black, purple and red. Also, in his left here, in the cartilage are two, silver cartilage bands that have been coloured black.
His body also sports a bit of ink, his first tattoo was the logo of his father's empire, hidden on the left side of his neck, toward the back, of a cloud with a backwards crescent moon and the sun behind it. Under it, in very flowing and fancy script. His next tattoo is under his navel, it's a spade, filled in with black ink. Connected to it by a loop is a fancifully drawn 3rd. Oh his left shoulder is the Japanese Kanji for love: 愛 and the kKanji for music: 音楽. On his left clavicle (collar bone) is a very, very small heart that trails down in loops and ribbons to a heart-shaped lock that takes up the space where his heart would be, over his pectoral. On the lock is the number 213, the way the tattoo was done makes it look like it was branded onto his skin. The lines are bold and meticulously done, only the numbers in bold and the key hole is filled in. On his lower hip is another heart lock with a tag on it that has the number 147 on it in script. On his lower back, on the left, is a detailed fae leaf, on the right side, his side hip more precisely, are a pair of black dice. Upon his left hand, his inside middle finger, first knuckle is 2*R (with an actual star there...). On his hand, farthest to the right, kinda down where his thumb joins the hand, but the fleshy part, is a cloud with cartoony shading and rain beneath it.
Though it doesn't seem like too much when a person gets a first look at him, he plans on getting much, much more.
Personality: A bit of a brute on occasion, he has his moments where he can be really sweet and trustworthy, but don't trust it, he's almost always has alterer motives. He's very cunning and watches what he says on most occasions, you can't tell what he's thinking most of the time because he can keep quite the pokerface when the situation calls for it. The boy is practically a mobster, when it comes right down to it, but has a sort of class of a high flying, heftily paid crime boss of Japan. Carrying himself like a king, he plays the dirtiest of games and knows how to deal and handle dirt for anyone who crosses him.
Watch your back, and your front.
History: This piece of work is originally from Chicago, born and raised under a massive empre there, who soon learned how to turn over a deal, trade into power and mingle with the girls who died at his feet. Soon doing business with his father at the fine age of 15, he became a regular jet-setter; from Chicago, to New York, to England and Fran, Italy and China, Tokyo Japan to Maui, he's been and back. Since he's been able to board a flight alone, he's been touring the world with his father, learning how to Be. And he did a damn fine job. he learned three essential languages, Latin, Japanese and French fluently with just enough in Mandarin to get him through. All his life, he's had private tutors in anything he's wanted which has also gained him a mastered hand in Tiger Style Kung Fu, Taichi, Ikebana (Japanese art of flower arrangement), Fencing, knife throwing, calligraphy, cartography, computer hacking and many other group-helpful things. Though it seems that he knows a little too much already, he's always dying to learn more. He reads constantly, is always trying something new and consistently find himself in a world of trouble because of most of his ideas. He doesn't let many people know, who first meet him, that he knows any of these things and tries to let him power become a background in his social life. Since he's wound up in this mysterious town, Peyton may need to rely on these skills for him to make it out alive.
