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Jul 31 2014, 02:36 PM
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OOC Info: Name/Alias:Phờ Gender:female Contact Information:bonnefleurs@hotmail.com Other Characters:Eldwin SaintValentine, Noelle Blair, and Ahe Kealoha
Are you sure you read all the rules?: When he goes vampire-slaying, the headmaster always wears his best dress and make-up. He likes to feel pretty while hunting for monsters in the sewers.
IC Description: Name:Andreas Crescendo Alias/Nickname:A.C or RoadRunner Age: 16 Gender:Male Race and Level:Human level 0 Status:Dayclass Student
Appearance:
 Amethyst threads with a silver glint cover the head of a defined visage. Under loose strands, glass marbles of topaz stare in disgust towards squealing piggy girls and enormous unnatural very flawed, ugly architecture. Those marbles are covered, when closed, by a sliver of coffee crème skin and warmed by thick lashes. Freckles across cheeks as if someone sprinkled cinnamon on them.
Andreas stands at 5'5" and has the weight of 145lbs. He looks thin for his size but majority of his weight is muscle (mostly upper leg and abdominal). Despite his eyes and hair, Andreas has a feature that makes himself stand out more. He has no lower legs. Instead of flesh and bone he has mechanical legs and the attachment changes if he's walking or running.
For clothes, Andreas will wear his school uniform for the school day. On his days free, he will wear many Spanish and Mexican style based clothes. Many of them consist of loose tops in colors of the dark earth (I.e green, terra cotta, purple). Pants are again loose and usually are tan or white. He will occasionally wear shorts, t-shirts or tanks while he is in physical activity. Rarely does he wear jewelry, but he does own a few gold chains and a silver rosary. In occasion, he will wear a few hats like a sombrero. He doesn't like coats or things that hug his arms. So the only thing that keeps him warm are weaved shawls or ponchos.
Only for certain occasions will he wear regular clothes which consist of a nice leather blazer, dress shirt, dress pants and loafers.
Personality: I.DISLIKE.BIG.THINGS Andreas is a boy who's very picky about almost everything, and the way he glares shows his deep hatred. For instance he doesn't like big things unless they're part of nature. Growing up on a small coastal village he isn't used to big architecture. Thus giving him the disliking of big buildings.
He's also very picky about who he talks to. He only talks to people who don't show weakness (with an exception of disabled and authority). Andreas likes people with strong personalities and not a fake piece in them. He also gets annoyed easily and doesn't like it when girls squeal like fat pigs. If he had the power he probably would turn them into pigs.
Despite all the negativity he carries around him like a thick cloud, Andreas can be a very solitude boy. He's very peaceful at times and can have an angelic facade. It's rare to see him angry but if he is, he'll blow up like Lucifer's flame. It's mainly rare to see him angry because he runs when he feels the need to release anger.
Other Information: *he owns over four pairs of running shoes *he might come over as a strict Christian, but in truth, he isn't a strict religious person. Actually, he hates it... *he is allergic to bees *he enjoys classic guitar music *he's a lover of VERY spicy foods
IC Background: Biography: Andreas was born on April 2, 1994 in a small coastal village in Spain. There he was raised by his two loving parents and four siblings. His child hood was the typical playful childhood. Growing up with a loving family and just enjoying life. He got a long with everyone, and everyone got a long with him. The village was full of love and prosperity.
Being the legit middle child, he wasn't spoiled nor were his siblings. Carmine and Adan made sure their children were treated fair and no one was left out.
Even though the village was poor, the community still held together. Carmine worked double shifts at a restaurant and Adan was a local fisherman. The young girls of the family would help prepare the fish as the young men of the family would catch them.
Every Saturday afternoon, the village would get together and have a feast of the Ocean's lovely treasure. On one of these days of festivities, Andreas had wondered off into a nearby field to pick flowers for his mom. His mother was turning 38 today and he wanted to make it special.
While picking some wild flowers, Andreas unknowingly disturbed a couple of bees. As punishment for stealing their flowers, two individual bees stung each lower leg. Tears rolled down his face as he screamed in pain. Being deathly allergic to bees, Andreas could die. It took 14 minutes before someone heard and rushed towards him. It was already too late...Andreas' lower legs were blue and loosing blood flow.
The village doctor couldn't do anything except give him an epi pen injection to prevent further spreading. Luckily enough, an American surgeon named Lucile Woods was passing through. She was traveling around giving free mechanical legs and surgeries for poor towns.
Lucile couldn't pass this child, even if the last pair of legs were a bit long. She believed it was still worth it. Reassuring the village that the procedure wouldn't cost anything, Lucile began.
The job was a tedious six hours, but it was worth all the wait. The family wasn't sure about Andreas being in the terrain he was now. Carmine and Adan believed it was best for Lucile to take Andreas to her lover's parents home.
Andreas' decision took two days to decide and he believed it would be best. A physical therapist would cause too much strain on his parents and he wouldn't be able to do anything really.
That decision broke into the path he is on now. Amy, Lucile's partner, trained Andreas' body to the function it is now. When he was healthier and hit the age of 16, Lucile and Amy believed it was best he attended a high end school which landed him at Cross Academy.
Family and Other Important People: Parents Adan- father; 50 Carmine- mother; 45
Siblings Christophe-14 Flannery-17 Sunny-12 Xavier-20
Lucile Woods-60: she's considered an Aunt to Andreas. Amy Woods-63: Lucile's partner
Items of Note: The small gold rosary his grand-pap made him.
Character Goals: To meet new people and show his culture.
Powers, Abilities and Notable Skills: He's a very quick runner and is talented in playing the Spanish guitar.
RP Sample: There he walked, dodging glances of surprised students. Haven't they ever seen a Spanish student? Andreas kept a straight face, a smile on his face. Was it his topaz eyes? His hair? His skin color? Or...was it that he didn't have legs? How typical of society. Thinking only that people who had everything were everything.
A caramel hand brushed amethyst threads out of his face as he continued to walk towards the day class dorms. Andreas wondered who his roommate was, or more importantly, if he had one. If he did, he prayed that they'd get along despite their major differences. No, don't over think it. Over thinking makes everything worse, especially in a place like this...
A soft breeze rustled around the Spanish boy, the material of his clothes fluttering like the wings of a butterfly. Oh how much did Andreas miss the coastal nature of his home, but coming to this academy was the best thing he could do. His family promised to write to him and he promised to write back.
A brown duffel bag in one hand, a black guitar case in the other, and a brown leather messenger back over his shoulder. Andreas carried his belongings to where ever he needed to be, which was in this case, his dorm room.
When he reached the massive ugly structure, walked inside and settled on a step; Andreas pulled out a paper. The paper had his dorm number and a map of the academy which the headmaster kindly gave him. Topaz orbs looked over the paper and no muscle moved in his silent face except his eyes. "Looks like I'm on the first floor..." he quietly mumbled to himself.
Rough fingers folded the paper back up and stuffed it into a pocket of his messenger bag. He sighed and stood back up from the stair he was sitting on. God he needed to run. Sitting in the car for two hours was a pain and his butt was numb.
After he stretched a bit, Andreas picked up everything and picked up his belongings. His feet tapped on the floor of the dorm hallways, and soon his foot steps were meeting with someone else. Eyes looked around to only see a young female student, but she turned down another corridor. He shrugged and kept walking until he reached his dorm. Fingers pulled out the key, opened the door, and smiled at the site of two beds. Good, he had a roommate but he'd have to find out later he assumed.
Andreas closed the door behind him and placed his things on the floor. He flopped on to the bed and sighed. It was a long day and he was tired. Body flopping making the boy face the ceiling, Andreas thought about what he should do. Seeing he couldn't think of anything, he decided he'd sit out of his dorm room and play his guitar.
An average length arm pulled up the black guitar case and placed it on the bed. Andreas sat up, bangs in his face and opened the case. Inside was a lovely six stringed Spanish guitar which had a nice dark shade to it. Beautiful.
He took it out and tuned it, and while doing so; he heard the dorm door open.
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