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1  Basic Suches / Introductions! / Re: Hello Blindrunners! on: May 10, 2009, 04:06:00 pm
Hey Shadowbolt, good luck on the math stuff. Maybe Geometry will be easier for you.

Thanks. Just have to pull off a "B" this marking period and I should be good.
2  Basic Suches / Introductions! / Hello Blindrunners! on: May 10, 2009, 09:11:39 am
Pretty new here. Of course Pony has told me about this forum. Some of you may remember me from Urealms, but I thought I should just make an introduction because, well, it's just formal. Here I go...

My name's Joe and I'm 14 years old. Live in New Jersey, and it's a pretty boring state if you ask me. Eighth grade has been tough this year because of the math course. Pony and I are currently failing, but hopefully we can turn that around. Our teacher is obsessed with math, and I wouldn't be surprised if she puts our Algebra book under her pillow when she sleeps as her bible. Other than that the school year hasn't been all that hard. I'm a rock fan and play guitar on my spare time. Although, I haven't gotten the chance to pick up my guitar lately. Should be taking lessons again in the summer though. Currently I obsess over the song No Rain by Blind Melon, and I do not know why. I really do not know why I am here. Pony just said to me one day that I'll be roleplaying on this forum; so here I am.

Thanks for listening. :]
3  Roleplaying / Roleplays / Re: And the Hero Will Drown -Kingdom Hearts- on: May 08, 2009, 02:35:20 pm
Name: Joe

Age: 14

Sex: Male

Appearance: Dark brown hair of short length with few curls that decreased in number around the end of 3rd grade. Tan skin mainly caused by excessive time spent outdoors. Joe stands roughly over five foot and is of the natural body weight for his age group. His body shows no sign of a muscular appearance other than one of an ordinary eighth grader. Surprisingly he has smooth skin showing no sign of what people would call a ‘teenage acne takeover’. A first glance would catch you looking into a pool of dark brown eyes, as a friendly smile would spread across his face pulling you out of the spell his eyes would cast.

Personality: Joe is a naturally shy guy. He wouldn’t dare to pick a fight even if it was brought upon him. Normally he would not care what others think of him. Although, his friends would play a huge role. Around them another side would emerge. A side that would surprise the average mind. On the outside Joe would look and act like a kindhearted person. Although on the inside, it was a different story. Years built on hatred towards others who would not allow him to speak his mind. Things that people would call different or out of the ordinary. He was always asking questions and always wondering why. Some people would call things he pondered on ‘weird’, while others would understand him and find an answer to the question. You would have to put time into getting to know both sides of Joe and hope that you would get on his good one. If caught on the bad side, he could make you feel unimportant as if you were nothing to him.

Occupation: Joe currently holds no occupation other than his daily chores around the house (if you can count that).

Education: Reynolds Middle School is the school he currently attends. Although he does not score top of his class, he would be considered smart. Proudly attending enriched language, otherwise known as the Gifted and Talented program, along with Honored Algebra, he finds satisfaction in these achievements he has made.

Family: In Joe’s household you would find his mother Rose, his father Joe, his sister Juliana, along with his four cats and a dog. Each and every one would support him in anything he sets his mind to. Joe usually gets what he desires by using his words other than his fists. Joe has been raised to believe the most powerful and intelligent choice of words can defeat any type of physical action. He believes in this and lives according to it. Although if necessary, a deadly sensation would take over him, gradually evolving into physical actions.

Significant Other: Joe is one that loves and desires the undisturbed calmness of being alone. He is not one who would give you more than a three word answer if a question was asked. He would not enjoy one person other than the other, mostly because he would treat everyone as an equal. He currently
holds nobody endear to his life.

Religion: Joe is currently Catholic even though he highly disagrees with most information he would be told. Many questions are left unanswered and he believes they have not yet been proven. He would have to see it to believe it. In the future he plans to have no religion, believing in what he finds true. Joe would not second the chance to debate with someone in their religion, enjoying the moments that the person who opposes would ponder in thought.

Hobbies: Gaming, Archery, and Guitar are the three things that you would find Joe doing. In gaming, Joe would become overly addicted and this would lead him to eventually quitting the game. Although a month later he would have a change in thought and possibly come back to the game. Everyday after school, you can find Joe in his backyard with his Hunter’s Bow in his hand, along with an arrow tightly drawn back as he aims at a cardboard box target he has set up. Seconds later he would release the arrow as it pierces through the air eventually breaking through the target, usually coming through the other side because of the amount of strength put into the shot. A satisfied smirk would form on his face as he would put yet another arrow onto the bowstring, glancing at his next victim. Entering Joe’s room you would hear the sometimes serene tone of chords put together to form a peaceful and soothing melody, while other times the sound would be terrifying making a tone built on anger and hatred.

Personal History: When Joe was about eight or nine years old he could remember one gloomy day at a park. He was hanging on the monkey bars, gradually making his way to the end. As he made it to the end, satisfied with himself, he made his way down to the ground, feeling the rough wood-chips nipping at his hands. To his left he noticed an old woman, talking to what he supposed was her Granddaughter. A voice shouted, “Joe, time for lunch!”. He recognized this voice to be his mother’s. He made his way past the old woman and heard a low, scratching voice, mumble a few words. He looked back saying in his not yet developed and innocent voice, “Excuse me?” The woman looked back towards him in confusion. “Oh, I’m sorry! I was talking to my Granddaughter.” She replied in her elderly voice. “You have beautiful eyes there! Although they look as if to be missing something.” The woman continued to talk although Joe was already nearly running back to his mother. To this day he can still remember these words, along with her elderly voice. He would always wonder what that something was and if this woman was telling the truth or not. As the years have gone by, Joe has rarely changed. He was still the shy little boy that everyone close to him has grown to love. Every now and then he would look into his bathroom mirror, staring into his eyes, not noticing a thing.

Keyblade: Kingdom Key of the Realm of Darkness

Misc.: Many things irritate Joe. One of these things being when people would act cruelly to his friends. He would sometimes not know what to do in the situation and feel horrible for not aiding the victim. When Joe dislikes someone it does not end there. It would gradually lead to him hating the person. Although being the shy person that he is, he would of course respect the person as he or she has done no harm to him. Joe loves being in the dark. At night he would sometimes sit outside and listen to the stillness of night. Even in his room he would leave a window open to feel the slightest amount of breeze coming into his room. Even though things may irritate Joe to a great extent, everyone has a weakness or a fear. To Joe this would be his fear of heights. Ever since a boy he would hate rock climbing on the fake walls they would have at festivals and other places with a wide variety of activities. Although sometimes he can overcome this fear, hearing the bell be rung as he makes it to the top of the wall. Hearing the sound represents, his fear being overpowered by his own willpower.
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