Post by WINN HOLDEN BRANTON. on May 16, 2009 23:32:05 GMT -5
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WINSTON HOLDEN BRANTON.
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the sixteen year old junior.[/center]
basics![/ul]
full name! ... Winston Holden Branton. If my middle name had been Charles, I would have been a third. that would have been pretty cool, I guess, but I like my middle name too much.
nicknames! Most people just call me Winn. I don't look like much of a Winston, to tell you the truth. I've had a few people call me Winnie, endearingly, and others that took it a step further and called me pooh-bear or whatever. But that's, like, reserved for boyfriends and stuff. It'd just be weird of some random stranger called me that on the streets.
age and birthdate! I'm Sixteen, Born March 6th, 1993.
grade! I'm an incoming junior, if that's what you're saying.
major! Uh, Theatre. But I'm in choir and dance classes, too- I plan on being a broadway actor.
schedule!
1st hour: General Acting II
2nd hour: Foreign Language II- Italian
3rd hour: Advanced Musical Acting
4th hour: Movement Skills II
5th hour: Tap II
physical![/ul]
play by! Cole Mohr
height! Just about 6"1'
weight! Around 140lbs
physical differences to model! mmm, no.
mental![/ul]
likes! I like... I like acting, for starters. But mostly I love singing- that's why I want to be in musicals. Singing and Dancing and Acting... You know, the likes. I love... I love musicals! And I love music. I know how to play the piano a little bit, but not enough to actually take classes here, I don't think... I don't know. Maybe I am.
dislikes! I don't like negative people. I'm just... I suppose I'm really... bubbly. Very optimistic, you know? It just comes easy to me, and I don't understand why some people feel the need to be so... Yeah. Negative. I don't like dogs, they sort of scare me. Spiders, to, for that matter. People calling me Winston, it's weird.
habits! I bite my nails a lot, which I know, is really unattractive but I can't help it, you know? I also find myself succumbing to the urge to do cartwheels a lot. But hey, they're fun.
secrets! Secrets... Well, My name would make you think that I'm some really, really rich snob, right? Nope. I'm here on a scholarship, full ride, the likes... So I really have to keep my grades up else I'll get kicked out. My dad's family was really rich, I guess, but then he ran away to elope with my mother and stuff... and then he went crazy. No, really. It's good stuff.
random facts! My parents still haven't seen any of my tattoos- though I doubt they'd mind at all.
attraction![/ul]
sexual orientation! Uhm... Do you even have to ask? I'm sooo gay, of course. I thought I was a bit too much of a flamer to even have to answer that question ever again... Hah, just kidding. I'm actually bisexual, which surprises people because I really don't show much of an interest in women... But there are always a few that I find ridiculously pretty. I'm generally more into men, but whenever I see a pretty girl it sweeps me off my feet.
turn ons! Hair. Nice, soft, pretty hair... I like styling people's hair, playing with it and stuff, so if you don't like your hair touched it makes me sort of sad because that's mostly how I show my affection, playing with your hair. Nice clothing, Taller than me- that's really hard, so I usually settle for around the same height. A nice laugh, a pretty voice.
turn offs! Loud and annoying. Arrogant, can't accept the fact that yeah, you have flaws too. Ignorant people make me angry, too. Uhm... Rude people. Negative people, yeah. I guess it's less of a turn off because I still enjoy the company of skinny people, yeah, but I'd rather someone that wasn't just flesh and bones like me. I dunno, people give better hugs when they're squishy.
past/current relationships! I've had a few throughout the years, yeah. Most of them go to Harbin, too- I think I've only had one boyfriend who lived back at home. I don't live anywhere near Toronto, though, and it's really hard to keep something going over, like, msn or something, you know?
the virginity question! Hah, yeah, uhm. No, not exactly pure anymore. I think I was... fifteen? oh, I know, tsk tsk, under the age of consent. Who cares.
history![/ul]
hometown! Miami, Florida.
mother! My mum's name is Armistice- no shit! I've got some interesting grandparents, that's for sure. Anyways, she's pretty cool, likes pretending she's still eighteen and stuff, though. She's a hairdresser.
father! Well, my Biologial father's name is- obviously- Winston. He looks like a Winston. Hell, he looks like a Winston Charles Branton III when he's wearing a suit. Which hasn't been for a while, because he's schizophrenic. He's lived in a psychiatric hospital for about... four or five years now, ever since he had one of his... 'episodes' and tried to hurt himself really bad when my mum wasn't home. Before then, she just tried to take care of him, you know?
siblings! "I've a half sister, Laura Taylor. You probably won't see her around, because... She's a little bundle of cells fermenting in my mother's womb."
other important relations! Two years ago, my mum remarried to Caleb Taylor. He works at the Apple store at the mall, he's going to college for a general degree, he's... nineteen years old. Needless to say, I don't feel comfortable calling him anything other than 'Caleb.' Sorry if you feel that's disrespectful.
income! Meh, we're... we're not super rich or anything, but I wouldn't say that we're poor. My mum has an okay job, Caleb... has the best job he can get with a GED and an in-progress community college degree, and I work too. That and I think my dad's parents are silently helping my mum pay Dad's hospital bills.
GENERAL HISTORY!
"I suppose my 'outcastedness' is in my genes, considering the way my m were in their teens, how my grandparents (my mum's, at least) were in theirs. I mean, just look at their names... Armistice Pink, growing up around drugs and new-age hippies. Winston Branton the Second, rich and probably snobby... Army and Dad. I've never called my mother Mom before, she never liked it. It's what I still call her to this day, unless I'm explaining to someone that yeah, that crazy looking lady holding hands with the young man that you thought was my friend is my mother. I think Dad always wanted someone to call him that, though. So they met at school, of course- college. They were in the same civil rights class or something, I dunno. My dad was going to school to be a lawyer, but really, really wanted to write- novels, you know. My mum was going to be a hairdresser, but wanted at least a general degree before she went to beauty school.
"So, they sit next to each other, start talking about books and whatever class they were in, and I guess they started getting into this really heated debate over some... Something. Symbolism or something from that book, Catcher in the Rye. Which is funny because then they started dating and my dad gave his parents a big EFF YOU and ran away and got married to Army and had a kid... That's probably why they gave me my middle name. Anyways, So here I was born to two college kids who loved me and fed me and did all that nice stuff parents to do their children. Growing up wasn't very remarkable, I have no story to tell from... probably ages zero to twelve. Those years were pretty much spent... Growing up, learning things, getting into a little bit of trouble here and there. Because I was sort of a troublemaker, I guess. Just an annoying little kid.
"My mum and dad were still pretty much crazy high school kids, still did lots of drugs and stuff, and so I was sort of used to them being a little weird. In short, I guess I never really noticed my dad's odd behaviour until my mum sat me down one day and explained it to me when my dad was sent to the hospital- A normal hospital this time. I was never told the specifics about what happened, but he'd freaked out about something that wasn't there and hurt himself really bad. At first, he tried anything to 'get himself better'- therapy, medication, the like; but he was just... he was an odd one. about six months later, he freaked out over a hallucination again and hurt my mum- that was when she put him in the psychiatric hospital he's in now. Much to his distaste- those were really... hard times, for us, I think, because my dad refused to see my mum when we visited and my mum was always crying all the time... But eventually, it passed. My dad still doesn't really talk to my mum much anymore when we visit, but I think he's accepted the fact that he probably should be where he is right now.
"It was... maybe a year later when I'd heard about Harbin Academy. I'd always been really into Acting, been in every school play that I could and I've taken, like, dance lessons and I was in choir and stuff... I mean, I already knew I loved to Act, to sing. I loved musicals. So, at the suggestion of my mum, I applied for a scholarship there, sent in a nice little tape or whatever with my stuffed resume... And they accepted me. Probably the single best moment in my life, thank you very much. I didn't have to go to that shitty public high school my freshman year, I would be flying over to another country and learning what I want to learn... And wow, won't this help me get into an actual play. I was scared at first, of course I was- I'd never gone out of State, let alone out of country, and for ten months! Alone! But in the end I'm extremely glad that I went. Of course.
"About two years ago, my mum started dating again- I wasn't mad about it or anything like other kids are sometimes when their parents start seeing other people, probably because my mum and dad were never really the type to see marriage as 'binding' or whatever- put in simple terms, my parents cheated on each other quite frequently, and I don't think either of them cared. Sometimes They'd do some odd three-way relationship, pick out a guy or girl both of them liked and dated them- it's sort of hard to explain, but they were just really open about things like that. So here I was, thinking that the guys she was seeing were just another one of her little flings until last year when She married one of them- a nineteen year old, too. My mother is thirty seven, mind you- she's almost twice his age. Eh, they like each other well enough, I guess, but it's like ever since she started dating Caleb I have to take care of her now, she's such a... such a teenager. She's always messed up and she doesn't really ever go and visit my dad anymore because she's too busy... doing whatever she does."
the man behind the curtain![/ul]
your name! Adam!
age! 16
contacts! please PM me at any of my accounts (:
roleplaying experience! three years, approx.
mystery phrase! admin checked
roleplay sample![/ul]
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