Post by Reno-licious~♥ on Nov 27, 2009 2:37:09 GMT -5
make them B O Y S go L O C O~♥
[&&]--About the You--[&&]
Name:
Nicole
Age:
How Many Years Roleplaying:
I dunno… Maybe 3 or 4 or something, just a guess. I don’t RP much though, and I suck at writing. Please forgive me.
[&&]--About the Character--[&&]
s e x y//n a u g h t y//b I t c h y//R E N O~♥
Name:
Reno
Age:
Gender:
Man
Sexual Orientation:
Bisexual
Race:
Side:
Twilight
[&&]--The Appearance--[&&]
Eye Colour:
Reno’s eyes are a dark blue.
Skin Colour:
Reno’s skin is a pale white, with a couple faint freckles gracing his face (like a true ginger). He would probably get super sun burned if he spent a day at the beach with no sun block. On his face, he has two swooshing red tattoos under his eyes.
Hair:
Reno has bright red hair in a mess on top of his head, gelled back like a true mobster. A long rat-tail reaching to the small of his back extends beyond the rest of his hair at the back of his neck.
Height:
6’ 2”
Weight:
131 {{skinny b i t c h}}
Clothing:
Reno dresses with class. He wears a standard white collared shirt, never buttoned up all the way of course, with an opened black suit jacket over. He also wears a pair of black slacks and a pair of super classy dress shoes, like a true mobster. On his head is usually a pair of goggles, keeping his mess of red hair out of his blue eyes.
Halloween Town:
He’s a Twilight vampire. In other words, he sparkles.
Atlantica:
He’s just the most beautiful thing… But he usually has a sea shell bra on. Like Ariel. Looks like someone’s been messing with him.
Pridelands:
Somehow he ended up as a meerkat, while everyone else towered over him as lions and other wildcats… He may be small, but he’s SASSY.
Alternate Universe:
A stripper.
[&&]--The Background--[&&]
Hometown:
Twilight Town
Family:
He abandoned his family. They weren’t sexy enough.
Personality:
Sexy. Naughty. Bitchy. {{me}}.
Sassy. Haughty. Cocky. {{reno}}.
Reno has a flame inside him that can never be stopped. He knows what he wants, and he does whatever it takes to get it. He’s aware of his sex appeal and he uses that to get him where he needs to go. He has a strong personality and can never—NEVER—shut up. He loves his sarcasm and he’s not afraid to use it. He’s like a loaded gun, ready to fire. He’s a bit of a sadist, and he loves being in control. If he doesn’t like you, he’s not afraid to show it—and tell you exactly what it is he doesn’t like about you. He has lots of enemies, but those who accept him love him. There are only a few people known to be able to control him, and how they manage that, no one knows. He’s like a LOOSE CANON COP ON THE LOOSE… But more gay. HE LIVES BY THE BRO CODE. FOR LIFE. The one set of rules he’s willing to break to. Although, sometimes his bitchiness takes over and the code is momentarily forgotten. He’s a true mobster. He’s a SEX BOMB. If you’re not initially scared away by his outgoing nature, or if you’re not instantly turned off by his selfish nature, you’ll see how fun and open he can really be~♥.
[&&]--The Personal Info--[&&]
Weapon(s):
Some weird ass stick thing. Basically all he does is distract people with his sexy bod and his sassy language, and then whack people with his stick. Not that stick, the one he’s carrying.
Ability/Abilities:
SE-DUC-TION. A silky smooth voice that can lure the most heated enemies to a dazed state of awe and wonder.
Any crushes?:
Anything that moves, baybay~<3
Other:
hit me B A B Y {one} more T I M E ♥
[I’m terrible at writing, and I’m even more terrible at writing profiles… I’m sorry… Tell me if there’s anything I have to change. X__X]
[&&]--Role-playing Sample--[&&]
He stepped into the club, taking in the booming bass and the heat of the bodies on the dance floor. The air was humid with perspiration; he breathed it in carefully, savoring it.
All eyes on me in the center of the ring just like a circus…
Britney? His theme song? How appropriate. Although he considered many songs his theme song so that he would constantly have an excuse to drag his company to the dance floor.
“Rude, it’s my song, c’mon, you have to!” he yelled over the sound, grabbing the man’s arm, looking into the larger man’s eyes with that “look”, the one half way between seduction and begging.
“Ugh, fine, just this one,” the man grumbled, following Reno onto the dance floor.
Worked every time.
