Post by Lucas Wilder on Jul 8, 2008 19:27:49 GMT -5
Character Name: Lucas Elliot Wilder
Nicknames: Luke
Gender: Male
Age: 17 years
Grade: Junior
Birth date: February 23rd
Parents Names: Elliot and Marie Wilder
Siblings Names: Jillian Wilder(12), Anna Wilder(23), and Jacob Wilder(15)
Are you a legacy? (Was there a line of your Family attending Christal Lake?): Yes
Appearance
Facial Features: Pale skin, excited features, and bright eyes
Body Type: Athletic and slim
Eye: Bright blue
Hair: Light blond
Personality
Good Habits: Lucas is a caring, funny, and nice.
Bad Habits: He can be a bit pushy and cold shouldered to people.
Drink/Smoke?: No // Yes
Likes:
Dislikes:
History:
Lucas was born to Elliot and Marie Wilder on February 23rd at four o'clock in the morning. The nurse cleaned him and the rest is history. Over the next seventeen years the life in the Wilder home was changed. Little Lucas was the second oldest and loved by his older sister Anna. Although, he could be a trouble maker, his parent's taught him everything. Well, his mother did while his father was off selling huge corporations at billions of dollars. Lucas learned early to control his mind and just keep his thoughts from his family.
When he was 14, Lucas got into smoking. Sure, his parent's told him to stop and they even took all his smokes away. Yet, it didn't stop him from paying the butler and maids to sneak some in for him. His childhood was filled with parties, dates, and booze. On his fifteenth birthday, his mother told him he'd be starting at Christal Lake High in the fall. Excited to continue the legacy of his family, Lucas decided to at least try to be good at the school.
Where does their family live?: Manhatten, New York
What were the previous schools they attended?: Home-schooled until recently
Other: None
RP Example: (can be from another site)[/i]
Hotaru's jaw dropped. Her life had officially become a nightmare. She really didn't want to miss the drama club, considering she was the head in the upcoming play. Today was the dress rehearsal and now she was totally screwed. Spending detention with the teacher didn't seem like it'd be very fun, at all. Sighing, she tried to figure out what she'd tell her parents, when they would figure out. Hopefully they wouldn't though.[/quote]
Nicknames: Luke
Gender: Male
Age: 17 years
Grade: Junior
Birth date: February 23rd
Parents Names: Elliot and Marie Wilder
Siblings Names: Jillian Wilder(12), Anna Wilder(23), and Jacob Wilder(15)
Are you a legacy? (Was there a line of your Family attending Christal Lake?): Yes
Appearance
Facial Features: Pale skin, excited features, and bright eyes
Body Type: Athletic and slim
Eye: Bright blue
Hair: Light blond
Personality
Good Habits: Lucas is a caring, funny, and nice.
Bad Habits: He can be a bit pushy and cold shouldered to people.
Drink/Smoke?: No // Yes
Likes:
- Reading
- Playing guitar
- Writing
- Taking risks
- Smoking
- Parties
- Sunglasses
- Ties
- Converse
- Girls
- Flirting
- Pictures
Dislikes:
- Uptight girls
- Posers
- Players
- Liars
- Gossip
- Fighting
- Inside jokes
History:
Lucas was born to Elliot and Marie Wilder on February 23rd at four o'clock in the morning. The nurse cleaned him and the rest is history. Over the next seventeen years the life in the Wilder home was changed. Little Lucas was the second oldest and loved by his older sister Anna. Although, he could be a trouble maker, his parent's taught him everything. Well, his mother did while his father was off selling huge corporations at billions of dollars. Lucas learned early to control his mind and just keep his thoughts from his family.
When he was 14, Lucas got into smoking. Sure, his parent's told him to stop and they even took all his smokes away. Yet, it didn't stop him from paying the butler and maids to sneak some in for him. His childhood was filled with parties, dates, and booze. On his fifteenth birthday, his mother told him he'd be starting at Christal Lake High in the fall. Excited to continue the legacy of his family, Lucas decided to at least try to be good at the school.
Where does their family live?: Manhatten, New York
What were the previous schools they attended?: Home-schooled until recently
Other: None
RP Example: (can be from another site)
Of course it would be Hotaru to be the only alert one in the classroom. With her notebook wide open and her pen clutched between her thumb and index finger, she was writing notes down a mile a minute. She didn't agree to every word being said by the teacher, but then again, it was America and the teachers all had their own little theories. Hotaru swore up and down that most of the teachers taught what they thought and only that. Not the facts, nor anything correct about history. Placing her loose hair behind her ear, she looked over to the daring student that had spoken to the teacher -- well, interrupted, more than anything. It was Eilidh. Placing her pen down on her notebook, she listened to what her fellow student had to say. It wouldn't be like Hotaru to interrupt about anything, so she obviously just stayed quiet, chuckling at the teacher's expression. It was so sad how most of these teachers were so wrong half the time, thinking that they knew everything in the world. She swore half the students in the school knew more than the pathetic teachers. Again, so much for America.
Hearing Eilidh telling the teacher how to actually pronounce her name was even more hilarious. You'd think a teacher would finally adjust to pronouncing a person's name over a little bit of the school year. Obviously not. The teacher was probably far too ignorant to even know how to spell out cat. Of course, the teacher didn't care about how to pronounce her name. Rather unfortunate, actually. This was one of her most hated classes, particularly because she found the teacher to be quite annoying. Wasn't like she could do anything about it though. Hotaru sighed, "From what I've read about different histories, I'd have to say Eilidh is quite right. The Americans here have a different point of view from everything, but if you read up on it more, then maybe you might know a thing or two about what the Scots are actually going through over there. We try to make it all sound good here, when in reality, we know what we are doing is horrible and very wrong. Why won't you teach us the truth, rather than what's in a textbook, or what your opinion is about everything?" she spoke up. Probably not a good idea and very unlike Hotaru to do, but hey, somebody had to try and let the teacher know how to get her facts right.
With her cheeks become a pale color of cherry, she quieted herself down, then returned to writing the rest of what had been written on the board. She didn't even want to know what the teacher would say to her, as she'd probably end up with detention, which would absolutely kill her, to be honest. Hotaru had never been pestered with detention. It wouldn't be good this time either, considering she had practice with the drama club after school. Why did she have to open her mouth? Trying to look elsewhere, besides the teacher, she just looked at the clock. Goodness gracious, it seemed like it would never end. Almost three minutes were left. How could all of that just take a mere minute to happen? Hotaru wished that she could make the class go by faster, without receiving a detention as well though. Goodness knows the teacher would be a saint if she didn't give her one, but she knew better than that. The teacher was pure evil.
"Ms. Takahashi, I hope you didn't have any plans after school. You will be spending it with me, in detention." the teacher spoke. Returning back behind her desk, taking a seat, she looked at the class, "Let this be a warning to all of you, that if you try to correct history, you will only fail miserably, gaining only a detention. I don't want anymore interruptions, period." she spat.
Hearing Eilidh telling the teacher how to actually pronounce her name was even more hilarious. You'd think a teacher would finally adjust to pronouncing a person's name over a little bit of the school year. Obviously not. The teacher was probably far too ignorant to even know how to spell out cat. Of course, the teacher didn't care about how to pronounce her name. Rather unfortunate, actually. This was one of her most hated classes, particularly because she found the teacher to be quite annoying. Wasn't like she could do anything about it though. Hotaru sighed, "From what I've read about different histories, I'd have to say Eilidh is quite right. The Americans here have a different point of view from everything, but if you read up on it more, then maybe you might know a thing or two about what the Scots are actually going through over there. We try to make it all sound good here, when in reality, we know what we are doing is horrible and very wrong. Why won't you teach us the truth, rather than what's in a textbook, or what your opinion is about everything?" she spoke up. Probably not a good idea and very unlike Hotaru to do, but hey, somebody had to try and let the teacher know how to get her facts right.
With her cheeks become a pale color of cherry, she quieted herself down, then returned to writing the rest of what had been written on the board. She didn't even want to know what the teacher would say to her, as she'd probably end up with detention, which would absolutely kill her, to be honest. Hotaru had never been pestered with detention. It wouldn't be good this time either, considering she had practice with the drama club after school. Why did she have to open her mouth? Trying to look elsewhere, besides the teacher, she just looked at the clock. Goodness gracious, it seemed like it would never end. Almost three minutes were left. How could all of that just take a mere minute to happen? Hotaru wished that she could make the class go by faster, without receiving a detention as well though. Goodness knows the teacher would be a saint if she didn't give her one, but she knew better than that. The teacher was pure evil.
"Ms. Takahashi, I hope you didn't have any plans after school. You will be spending it with me, in detention." the teacher spoke. Returning back behind her desk, taking a seat, she looked at the class, "Let this be a warning to all of you, that if you try to correct history, you will only fail miserably, gaining only a detention. I don't want anymore interruptions, period." she spat.
Hotaru's jaw dropped. Her life had officially become a nightmare. She really didn't want to miss the drama club, considering she was the head in the upcoming play. Today was the dress rehearsal and now she was totally screwed. Spending detention with the teacher didn't seem like it'd be very fun, at all. Sighing, she tried to figure out what she'd tell her parents, when they would figure out. Hopefully they wouldn't though.[/quote]
