Post by Dylan Myren on Feb 11, 2010 19:21:04 GMT -5
Character Name: Dylan Myren
Gender: Male
Age: 19
School Year: Second
Clique/Group: Skater/Alternative
Hair: His hair is medium length, dirty blonde with streaks of light blonde running through it. It’s choppy and often flicks out slightly at the ends (despite him straightening it regularly). There’s a parting on his right side, forcing his fringe to swoop across his forward and covering the left side of his face. He often brushes this side out from his face.
Days that he doesn’t feel like styling his hair, he wears a long beanie hat, allowing only his fringe to poke out.
Eyes: Often changes between a cloudy, sky blue to a light grey depending on the light.
Height: 6’ exactly, an extra inch in his shoes.
Weight: 10.5 stone.
Club/Sport/Talent: Dylan plays the drums, playing for several bands over the years. When not out at local gigs, or practicing with his mates, he can be found at the skate park practicing. He’s not especially great at skating, but finds it a change of scenery from most things in his life, and he loves an adrenaline rush.
Despite being an adrenaline junkie, he has little to no interest in a lot of sports, nor takes part in clubs at school.
Personality: Once timid and shy around his peers, Dylan had grown in confidence, his circle of friends becoming increasingly more popular (thanks to his growing interest in skating and music).
Despite being comfortably placed in the hierarchy of teen society, he feels it being threatened by the growing sexual confusion he has about himself. Though considering himself to be ‘straight’ all his life, he’s only recently become more “interested” with other boys. This confusion is starting to bubble to the surface, making him increasingly more uncomfortable around girls... Especially on his own.
Usually he is laid back and easy to talk to. Some have described him to have a protective nature, as he takes care of anyone who might be upset and tries to resolve indifferences between his friends.
Background Story: Dylan Myren is the only child of Peter and Annabel Myren. He is a 'test tube' baby, as his Mum has had difficulties conceiving. Due to this, he is often spoilt by his parents, though it has not affected his personality. Its also a link to his protective nature, he yearns to be a brother to a sibling.
His family moved five years ago to their current residence on the outskirts of town. His father commutes to work as a Lawyer and tries to push his son into following a similar path. Unfortunately for Peter, Dylan has different ideas. His Mother is a primary school teacher, kind mattered and highly involved in the politics of the time.
Example Post:
The sun hid behind one of the many clouds in the sky, a shadow formed across the skate park, much to Dylan's pleasure. He came to a grinding halt as he finished his final assault on one of the ramps. The shadow cooled his skin as beads of sweat trickled down, catching in his fringe and clumped it together. It was quickly swatted away by his one of his sweat bands on his wrist, moping up the residue that had formed.
It had been a rough day, his work out at the park was much more vigorous than before. His mind raced with thoughts and that fatal mistake he had made yesterday, why did he allow himself to get that drunk?
"I'm so totally screwed..." He muttered to himself, thinking about what the others might say when he got back to school. Still, it wasn't like that other guy went to their school. Dylan was sure he was a friend of a friend from out of town. Would he spill the beans? He pushed the thought back as he picked up his skateboard. The wood felt rough against his palm, but he didn't mind. Anything to break the thought.
Gender: Male
Age: 19
School Year: Second
Clique/Group: Skater/Alternative
Hair: His hair is medium length, dirty blonde with streaks of light blonde running through it. It’s choppy and often flicks out slightly at the ends (despite him straightening it regularly). There’s a parting on his right side, forcing his fringe to swoop across his forward and covering the left side of his face. He often brushes this side out from his face.
Days that he doesn’t feel like styling his hair, he wears a long beanie hat, allowing only his fringe to poke out.
Eyes: Often changes between a cloudy, sky blue to a light grey depending on the light.
Height: 6’ exactly, an extra inch in his shoes.
Weight: 10.5 stone.
Club/Sport/Talent: Dylan plays the drums, playing for several bands over the years. When not out at local gigs, or practicing with his mates, he can be found at the skate park practicing. He’s not especially great at skating, but finds it a change of scenery from most things in his life, and he loves an adrenaline rush.
Despite being an adrenaline junkie, he has little to no interest in a lot of sports, nor takes part in clubs at school.
Personality: Once timid and shy around his peers, Dylan had grown in confidence, his circle of friends becoming increasingly more popular (thanks to his growing interest in skating and music).
Despite being comfortably placed in the hierarchy of teen society, he feels it being threatened by the growing sexual confusion he has about himself. Though considering himself to be ‘straight’ all his life, he’s only recently become more “interested” with other boys. This confusion is starting to bubble to the surface, making him increasingly more uncomfortable around girls... Especially on his own.
Usually he is laid back and easy to talk to. Some have described him to have a protective nature, as he takes care of anyone who might be upset and tries to resolve indifferences between his friends.
Background Story: Dylan Myren is the only child of Peter and Annabel Myren. He is a 'test tube' baby, as his Mum has had difficulties conceiving. Due to this, he is often spoilt by his parents, though it has not affected his personality. Its also a link to his protective nature, he yearns to be a brother to a sibling.
His family moved five years ago to their current residence on the outskirts of town. His father commutes to work as a Lawyer and tries to push his son into following a similar path. Unfortunately for Peter, Dylan has different ideas. His Mother is a primary school teacher, kind mattered and highly involved in the politics of the time.
Example Post:
The sun hid behind one of the many clouds in the sky, a shadow formed across the skate park, much to Dylan's pleasure. He came to a grinding halt as he finished his final assault on one of the ramps. The shadow cooled his skin as beads of sweat trickled down, catching in his fringe and clumped it together. It was quickly swatted away by his one of his sweat bands on his wrist, moping up the residue that had formed.
It had been a rough day, his work out at the park was much more vigorous than before. His mind raced with thoughts and that fatal mistake he had made yesterday, why did he allow himself to get that drunk?
"I'm so totally screwed..." He muttered to himself, thinking about what the others might say when he got back to school. Still, it wasn't like that other guy went to their school. Dylan was sure he was a friend of a friend from out of town. Would he spill the beans? He pushed the thought back as he picked up his skateboard. The wood felt rough against his palm, but he didn't mind. Anything to break the thought.
