Post by Felix Nöel Rogers on Jan 31, 2010 0:24:51 GMT -5
Felix Nöel Rogers
Everything has fallen to pieces
Earth is dying, help me Jesus
We need guidance, we've been misled
Young and hostile, but not stupid
And I'm thinking of the worst things that I could say to you
Name|| Felix Nöel Rogers
Nick Name|| None. Felix works.
Gender|| Male
Birthday|| December 12
Age || 18
Grade || Senior
Sexual Orientation|| (closet) gay
Ethnicity || English, Scandinavian, Armenian, Finnish
Face Claim || Lee
and this never will be right with me
Hair|| Razored and long, black, sometimes with coloured dye in it.
Eyes|| Almond shaped and blue
Height|| 5'11"
Weight|| 135 lbs.
Body Type|| Way skinny
Skin Type|| Fair
Distinguishing Features|| Not really. A few scars, like everyone has.
Tattoos||None
Piercings|| None
Style|| Band tees and skinny jeans. He likes Converse and Vans, and adores oversized hoodies. He has leather jackets and pinstriped jackets and lots of scarves and pays extra attention to his clothes.
I'm tongue tied and terrified of what I'll say.
Likes|| cats, mice, vanilla, guys, rock music, nail polish, hair dye, black, red, sleeping.
Dislikes|| chocolate, girls who think they're the shit, strawberries, blueberries, doing homework, waking up, going to bed, broccoli, spinach and carrots.
Secrets|| That he's gay. (I can't think of anymore)
Fears|| Spiders, snakes, open water, sharks and coming out
Strengths|| Felix is witty. He's quick on his feet. He's great with a knife. He's a surprisingly excellent driver and he's great at gambling, cuz he's always getting lucky.
Weaknesses|| He still hasn't told anyone that he's gay. He has a temper and he holds grudges. He never really forgives and he's very slow at waking up.
Dreams|| None really. He lives for the moment.
Over All Personality|| Felix walks on the darker, more dangerous side of life. It's not rare to find him with a pocket knife, blade out, just wandering around. He's a closet gay, which is good, because if he ever came out, there might be hell to pay. No one's scared of a gay guy, even if he has a knife and he's eleven feet tall. Felix will blame his parents for his built up rage, even though they did nothing wrong. He might just have anger issues, because it's hard for him to control his rage. He sells phones and other things which he steals for extra cash and you better watch yourself if you don't pay up.
then we both go down together
Father|| Felix Nöel Rogers, 54, lawyer
Mother|| Marlene Arielle Rogers, 53, physical therapist
Siblings| Marlene Arielle Rogers, 18, student
Pets|| Toki and Tango the cats and Marley's mouse named Casper.
Other Important Family Members|| None
History|| As a baby, Felix was colicky as hell. His twin sister, Marley, however, was quiet and rarely cried. Even when she did, it was like a kitten mewling, a tiny, meek sound which almost commanded no attention, but made your heart melt just looking at it. She was mature and had large, intelligent blue eyes and dark brown hair, just like Felix. Except his eyes were blue, which was just like his mother. As a toddler, Marley always favored her father with her face and eye color. She was light and intuitive, always curious. Felix, however, favored his mother. He was cerebral and constantly thinking. If he hadn't been an infant, the proper word would have been 'brooding.' But when he was angry, he was angry as hell.
As they grew older, Felix got quieter, expressing his anger less, but more violently. And Marley got louder. Her curiosity meant asking everything she thought of. 'Ma'am, why do you have a mustache if you aren't a boy?' In Miss Marley's opinion, filters were for cigarettes and coffee makers. Not mouths. Felix settled down. He stopped crying twenty-four seven, and his intelligent eyes lost their wisdom. They were full of slyness, and plotting, the eyes of a snake. He was dangerous and witty, nothing like the wise toddler he'd been.
As a child, his parents started working more often, leaving Marley and Felix alone at home starting at the age of ten. They trusted their mature children, though Marley had severe ADHD and Felix broke things when angered. But they did nothing about those little flaws. They refused to put their darling daughter on medications, or have their dashing son looked at by a psychiatrist. The children would grow out of it, surely? No such luck. It seemed to get worse. As they grew older, Marley's maturity seemed to drain, and Felix only seemed to get angrier.
At the age of fifteen, Felix and Marley got in trouble with the law, when the police--and Marley's best friend's father--discovered the two with drugs. They were arrested, but let go because they were only barely fifteen and definitely minors. Plus, the details were sketchy and the two seemed scared. In reality, Marley and Felix were just incredible liars. Of course they hadn't just found the pot on the sidewalk and picked it up to investigate it. Any fifteen year old kid knew what pot was. But the police seemed to believe their story, and Marley and Felix went scot-free.
and you could see the melody
Your Name|| Cazi <3
[color=hotpinkYour Age||
[/color] 16 in nine days !!!Name|| Felix Nöel Rogers
Nick Name|| None. Felix works.
Gender|| Male
Birthday|| December 12
Age || 18
Grade || Senior
Sexual Orientation|| (closet) gay
Ethnicity || English, Scandinavian, Armenian, Finnish
Face Claim || Lee
and this never will be right with me
Hair|| Razored and long, black, sometimes with coloured dye in it.
Eyes|| Almond shaped and blue
Height|| 5'11"
Weight|| 135 lbs.
Body Type|| Way skinny
Skin Type|| Fair
Distinguishing Features|| Not really. A few scars, like everyone has.
Tattoos||None
Piercings|| None
Style|| Band tees and skinny jeans. He likes Converse and Vans, and adores oversized hoodies. He has leather jackets and pinstriped jackets and lots of scarves and pays extra attention to his clothes.
I'm tongue tied and terrified of what I'll say.
Likes|| cats, mice, vanilla, guys, rock music, nail polish, hair dye, black, red, sleeping.
Dislikes|| chocolate, girls who think they're the shit, strawberries, blueberries, doing homework, waking up, going to bed, broccoli, spinach and carrots.
Secrets|| That he's gay. (I can't think of anymore)
Fears|| Spiders, snakes, open water, sharks and coming out
Strengths|| Felix is witty. He's quick on his feet. He's great with a knife. He's a surprisingly excellent driver and he's great at gambling, cuz he's always getting lucky.
Weaknesses|| He still hasn't told anyone that he's gay. He has a temper and he holds grudges. He never really forgives and he's very slow at waking up.
Dreams|| None really. He lives for the moment.
Over All Personality|| Felix walks on the darker, more dangerous side of life. It's not rare to find him with a pocket knife, blade out, just wandering around. He's a closet gay, which is good, because if he ever came out, there might be hell to pay. No one's scared of a gay guy, even if he has a knife and he's eleven feet tall. Felix will blame his parents for his built up rage, even though they did nothing wrong. He might just have anger issues, because it's hard for him to control his rage. He sells phones and other things which he steals for extra cash and you better watch yourself if you don't pay up.
then we both go down together
Father|| Felix Nöel Rogers, 54, lawyer
Mother|| Marlene Arielle Rogers, 53, physical therapist
Siblings| Marlene Arielle Rogers, 18, student
Pets|| Toki and Tango the cats and Marley's mouse named Casper.
Other Important Family Members|| None
History|| As a baby, Felix was colicky as hell. His twin sister, Marley, however, was quiet and rarely cried. Even when she did, it was like a kitten mewling, a tiny, meek sound which almost commanded no attention, but made your heart melt just looking at it. She was mature and had large, intelligent blue eyes and dark brown hair, just like Felix. Except his eyes were blue, which was just like his mother. As a toddler, Marley always favored her father with her face and eye color. She was light and intuitive, always curious. Felix, however, favored his mother. He was cerebral and constantly thinking. If he hadn't been an infant, the proper word would have been 'brooding.' But when he was angry, he was angry as hell.
As they grew older, Felix got quieter, expressing his anger less, but more violently. And Marley got louder. Her curiosity meant asking everything she thought of. 'Ma'am, why do you have a mustache if you aren't a boy?' In Miss Marley's opinion, filters were for cigarettes and coffee makers. Not mouths. Felix settled down. He stopped crying twenty-four seven, and his intelligent eyes lost their wisdom. They were full of slyness, and plotting, the eyes of a snake. He was dangerous and witty, nothing like the wise toddler he'd been.
As a child, his parents started working more often, leaving Marley and Felix alone at home starting at the age of ten. They trusted their mature children, though Marley had severe ADHD and Felix broke things when angered. But they did nothing about those little flaws. They refused to put their darling daughter on medications, or have their dashing son looked at by a psychiatrist. The children would grow out of it, surely? No such luck. It seemed to get worse. As they grew older, Marley's maturity seemed to drain, and Felix only seemed to get angrier.
At the age of fifteen, Felix and Marley got in trouble with the law, when the police--and Marley's best friend's father--discovered the two with drugs. They were arrested, but let go because they were only barely fifteen and definitely minors. Plus, the details were sketchy and the two seemed scared. In reality, Marley and Felix were just incredible liars. Of course they hadn't just found the pot on the sidewalk and picked it up to investigate it. Any fifteen year old kid knew what pot was. But the police seemed to believe their story, and Marley and Felix went scot-free.
and you could see the melody
Your Name|| Cazi <3
[color=hotpinkYour Age||
Experience|| Since I was eleven, so, five years
Role Play Sample|| NOT YOUR LONGEST POST EVER! BUT YOUR USUAL POST!
i'm losing hope and fading dreams
This Code was made by JOEY! You steal it, you will be hunted down and eaten with a spork! They lyrics are by Mayday Parade, ''I'd had to be you'[/center]
