Post by Maxxie Deeno Adanya on May 12, 2008 13:09:50 GMT -5
Name: maxxie deeno adanya
Age: 20
Gender: male
Standing (good, evil, or neutral): evil.
Species: elemental - fire
Personality:
Maxxie is most probably the most charming, witty, and charismatic person you will ever met. His replies to you come quickly, and fun-filled enough to make you smile at least a little. He oozes charisma, and with a smile and a wink, most are under his charms.
Maxxie is chases everything with a post code. He is an all out charmer; flirtacious; cheeky; confident; amazingly charming. It is hard for most to resist his charms. With just a toothy smile, and a wink of his big blue eyes, he could have you under his spell. He is bi-sexual, but usually goes after girls.
Like most guys like him, he is never afraid to make an idiot of himself. He would happily get on a table and start dancing if a party was dull. He would do anything for a laugh. Or for money. He likes to have money. He oozes charisma and lots of people want to be his friend. Maxxie is a leader, not a follower. He hates being told what to do. He can be described in five words; independent, fun loving, and quite shallow.
Underneath the fun exterior, lurks a selfish, ruthless, shallow beast. He wont help someone, unless it means he gets something out of it. If there is something he wants, he will crush anyone, and anything to get it. When he meets you, he can be the nicest guy, but will soon back-stab you if it ment he gained something. He likes to think of himself as neutral, but when he recognises how mean he really is, he has to admit, he is evil.
General Appearance:
Maxxie has thick blond hair, which stays straight, even when it rains. When the sun hits it, it seems almost golden, making him look even more angellic. His eyes are a dark, chocolate brown, this matching his eyebrows. He is quite short, 5'8 to be exact, and has a small, skinny frame. His shoulders are almost feminine, but his abs are defined on his tanned stomach. His skin is light brown to bring out his defined features on his baby face.
History:
[0-5]
The first fave years of Maxxie's life were like any other child. Both his parents were fire fighters, and he had five older sisters. His eldest sister, Emmy, was ten when he was born, and had formed a close bond with Maxxie as soon as his mother bought him home from the hospital. Both his parents, Ella and Damien, were firefighters, but only worked night shifts to spend days with their family. The teenage girl from next door came over to look after the children at night. Maxxie had a happy life, until his mother died in a fire when he was five. His father completely broke down. He gave up his job, and moved his family from their home in London, to Scotland.
[5-10]
The family never quite got over Ella's death. Maxxie became a little quiet as his sisters were always crying. He played by himself, sometimes going outside to play with his 'friends' outside. They used to bully Maxxie, though he thought this was okay. This toughened up young Max, and soon he began fighting back, and they grew to respect him. Damien became a plumber, refusing to have anything to do with fire. All appliances in their house were electric, and flames were the family's number one enemy. The girls understood this, though Maxxie thought it was stupid that they never got over his mother dying. Being young it was easy for him, but the others were far to upset to carry on. Instead, he just got his thrills from learning to skateboard, and staying out of the house as long as he could.
[10-14]
For four years, from the ages bewtween ten and fourteen, Maxxie started to realise he could do things with fire. He was at his friends BBQ one summer. The rest of his family refused to go, so he decided he would have as much fun as he could with friends. They spent the afternoon doing stupid things together. Him and his friend jumped of sheds, ran in front of cars, rode their bikes into ditches, and skateboarded off rocks. When the adults werent looking, his friend stole some matches and they went to the woods. Maxxie and his friend, Tony, took turns lighting matches, until after an hour, Tony dropped one, setting fire to a small pile of leaves on the ground. It was spreading fast, and in a panic, Maxxie shoved his hand down on it. Tony looked on in horror, but to Maxxie's surprise, it did not hurt. He looked baffled, and then rose his hand, to find the fire was now being held in his palm. Laughing, he passed it from hand to hand, before being brave enough to throw it. Like he had planned, it went out in thin air. Tony and Maxxie kept this their little secret for a small while, as Maxxies abilities grew more skillfull, but Maxxie finally exciteably told his father. This did not go down well. Maxxie, at fourteen, was put on the first plane to India to go live with his aunt. Damien would not have someone obsessed with fire in his house. Unknown to Damien, the plane was destined to crash, and Maxxie was left swimming in the sea. Young and alone, he washed up on shore. He sat waiting for other survivors, but noone arrived. Instead, he knew he was alone forever.
[15-20]
Maxxie grew up to become a bit of con-artist, and survived quite well on the island. He mastered his skills, quickly learning of the other species.
Sample RP: *see Alexisonfire Golding*
Age: 20
Gender: male
Standing (good, evil, or neutral): evil.
Species: elemental - fire
Personality:
Maxxie is most probably the most charming, witty, and charismatic person you will ever met. His replies to you come quickly, and fun-filled enough to make you smile at least a little. He oozes charisma, and with a smile and a wink, most are under his charms.
Maxxie is chases everything with a post code. He is an all out charmer; flirtacious; cheeky; confident; amazingly charming. It is hard for most to resist his charms. With just a toothy smile, and a wink of his big blue eyes, he could have you under his spell. He is bi-sexual, but usually goes after girls.
Like most guys like him, he is never afraid to make an idiot of himself. He would happily get on a table and start dancing if a party was dull. He would do anything for a laugh. Or for money. He likes to have money. He oozes charisma and lots of people want to be his friend. Maxxie is a leader, not a follower. He hates being told what to do. He can be described in five words; independent, fun loving, and quite shallow.
Underneath the fun exterior, lurks a selfish, ruthless, shallow beast. He wont help someone, unless it means he gets something out of it. If there is something he wants, he will crush anyone, and anything to get it. When he meets you, he can be the nicest guy, but will soon back-stab you if it ment he gained something. He likes to think of himself as neutral, but when he recognises how mean he really is, he has to admit, he is evil.
General Appearance:
Maxxie has thick blond hair, which stays straight, even when it rains. When the sun hits it, it seems almost golden, making him look even more angellic. His eyes are a dark, chocolate brown, this matching his eyebrows. He is quite short, 5'8 to be exact, and has a small, skinny frame. His shoulders are almost feminine, but his abs are defined on his tanned stomach. His skin is light brown to bring out his defined features on his baby face.
History:
[0-5]
The first fave years of Maxxie's life were like any other child. Both his parents were fire fighters, and he had five older sisters. His eldest sister, Emmy, was ten when he was born, and had formed a close bond with Maxxie as soon as his mother bought him home from the hospital. Both his parents, Ella and Damien, were firefighters, but only worked night shifts to spend days with their family. The teenage girl from next door came over to look after the children at night. Maxxie had a happy life, until his mother died in a fire when he was five. His father completely broke down. He gave up his job, and moved his family from their home in London, to Scotland.
[5-10]
The family never quite got over Ella's death. Maxxie became a little quiet as his sisters were always crying. He played by himself, sometimes going outside to play with his 'friends' outside. They used to bully Maxxie, though he thought this was okay. This toughened up young Max, and soon he began fighting back, and they grew to respect him. Damien became a plumber, refusing to have anything to do with fire. All appliances in their house were electric, and flames were the family's number one enemy. The girls understood this, though Maxxie thought it was stupid that they never got over his mother dying. Being young it was easy for him, but the others were far to upset to carry on. Instead, he just got his thrills from learning to skateboard, and staying out of the house as long as he could.
[10-14]
For four years, from the ages bewtween ten and fourteen, Maxxie started to realise he could do things with fire. He was at his friends BBQ one summer. The rest of his family refused to go, so he decided he would have as much fun as he could with friends. They spent the afternoon doing stupid things together. Him and his friend jumped of sheds, ran in front of cars, rode their bikes into ditches, and skateboarded off rocks. When the adults werent looking, his friend stole some matches and they went to the woods. Maxxie and his friend, Tony, took turns lighting matches, until after an hour, Tony dropped one, setting fire to a small pile of leaves on the ground. It was spreading fast, and in a panic, Maxxie shoved his hand down on it. Tony looked on in horror, but to Maxxie's surprise, it did not hurt. He looked baffled, and then rose his hand, to find the fire was now being held in his palm. Laughing, he passed it from hand to hand, before being brave enough to throw it. Like he had planned, it went out in thin air. Tony and Maxxie kept this their little secret for a small while, as Maxxies abilities grew more skillfull, but Maxxie finally exciteably told his father. This did not go down well. Maxxie, at fourteen, was put on the first plane to India to go live with his aunt. Damien would not have someone obsessed with fire in his house. Unknown to Damien, the plane was destined to crash, and Maxxie was left swimming in the sea. Young and alone, he washed up on shore. He sat waiting for other survivors, but noone arrived. Instead, he knew he was alone forever.
[15-20]
Maxxie grew up to become a bit of con-artist, and survived quite well on the island. He mastered his skills, quickly learning of the other species.
Sample RP: *see Alexisonfire Golding*
