burnside
04-20-2008, 08:14 AM
Username: burnside
GENERAL
Name: Nathan "Nate" Silva
Gender: Male
Age: 18
School: Higashi High School
School Clubs:
* Technology Club
* Photography Club
Skill Stats:
Stamina: 10
Strength: 11 (+1)
Defense 13 (+3)
Speed 6 (-4)
Total Skill Points: 40.
Status: F-Class ridin' for life, ya'll. (until I get better.)
A-T Information:
Nate's ATs are a straightforward mass-production model without much in the way of aftermarket parts. The body of his ATs are of a dark olive green; almost always darker that the shade of pants he's usually wearing; and trimmed in yellow and orange accents. He often carries a hip pouch with him during stormrider meetups containing spare parts to barter away with other riders, or to replace any parts on his own ATs that may break down.
LOOKS
http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/9454/kale2mi9.jpg
Eye Colour: Gray
Hair Colour: A very subdued blonde color
Skin Tone: Dark complexion (a family trait mixed with an unyielding love for sunshine)
Height/Weight: 5'11" 165
Blood-type: AB
Overall Appearance:
Nate's appearance could easily place him at the helm of just about any popular all night dance club in the city thanks to his easily impressionable nature and love for personal expression via' fashion. Bright colors like yellow and orange are often mixed with muted tones of green, dark gray, and sometimes a little black. He knows his ethnicity stands him apart from his peers at school, so when he's not in school uniform, he dresses to accentuate his dark tanned appearance. His hair, unruly as it may appear (see pic), is the unfortunate product of a failed attempt at making dreads, and no longer likes to "lay in a presentable manner." Not a big fan of bandannas due to their associations with gangs and certain stormrider teams, Nate relies on his trusty (and very expensive) headphones as a hair-band to keep his locks (somewhat) under control. Pulling his hair back into a ponytail gives him headaches, so that style is rarely seen on him. His physique appears to be quite muscular, and through careful selection of clothing, makes him look even more fit than he actually is.
During stormrider meetups, Nate is almost always decked out in attire similar to what is shown in the reference picture, and it isn't unlike him to even take his look a bit further with a little face makeup, drawing designs under his eyes and across the temples of his head in a color suited to match the trim of whatever he is wearing. He is almost -always- carrying his hip sack outside of school, and especially to meetings; regardless of whatever he has filled it with.
PERSONALITY
Likes:
Rhythm
People with good fashion sense
Used AT parts
Sunny days
Formula 1 race cars
Dislikes:
Bad hair days
Age restrictions
Smoking
Improperly tuned sound systems
Hobbies:
Tinkering with AT parts to apply their technology to different things
DJ'ing at certain stormrider meetups.
Doing amature photography at Parts Wars.
Practicing with his AT's to work his way up toward a skill level rating of "Bad" from his current skill level of "....*snicker*"
Fears: Physical injury, being held back by various personal and external obstacles (school interfering with DJ and Air Trek practice, doubts about if focusing on what he loves in life instead of school will take him as far as he thinks it will, parental disapproval of personal lifestyle, Etc. etc.)
Goals: To be able to at least keep up with other stormriders on ATs, to become a world renowned DJ whose breakout debut originates in Japan, to find a path in life that will carry him toward the happiness that he feels everyone deserves.
Overall Personality: Judging Nate's personality from his appearance would cause most people to see him as excessively extroverted and over-the-top, but that's only partially true. Nate is more than willing to ruffle a few feathers for kicks, but only when he feels the person whose feathers are being ruffled can handle a little teasing. When surrounded by conflict within a group of friends, he often plays to everyone's interests and desires; constantly seeking out a balance that suits everyone best. His personal belief that everyone should at least have a chance to be happy is something that he practically lives by, but he isn't blinded from the fact that there are often great personal sacrifices required in order to get where you want to be. He takes this into consideration with nearly everyone he meets, giving him a rather high level of empathy with who he's interacting with.
Regardless from all the nice-guy stuff, Nate is a curious person who cannot and will not stop until the questions concerning whatever is on his mind are answered. This curiosity brings him to tinker around with used AT parts quite often, looking for something else to apply the technology to and such.
He carries himself around with a humble self-assuredness that he is confident that he knows what he wants out of this life and how he is going to get it.
HISTORY
Birthplace: São Paulo, Brazil
Birthdate: April 2, 1990
Birthtime: 8:45 AM
Parents: Raul Silva(Brazil), Sara Silva(USA)
Siblings: none
Overall History:
Born and raised as the first son of a successful husband and wife business firm, Nate got to experience a lifestyle that many kids would dream of. While his parents were the type that was more than willing to allow technology and toys babysit their child, they still made an effort to play an active role in his life. Just about anything that he wanted, he got, so long as he expressed a sincere understanding that what he was receiving was an absolute priviledge that few people his age got to experience. Needless to say, Nate failed to become a spoiled brat.
Call it good parenting if you will.
As Nate grew older, the sheer number and variety of his interests began to spread into countless arenas. He was constantly taking apart electronics to inspect them to see how they worked; the same went for simple mechanical devices as well. He demonstrated a keen affinity for music as well, though his interest didn't bring him to make his own music so much as it drove him to create mix-tapes so he could combine all the musical love he could into one track while making it still sound good. His mother bought him a rather nice set of turntables and a mixer for his 15th birthday, and his father tried to broaden his horizons by trying to get him into photography; which he did successfully with the gift of a nice digital camera that Nate still uses till this day.
All through his childhood and up till his 15th birthday, Nate had a relatively stable and... quite good.. childhood. His closest friends held him in high regard even though they were not as financially well off as he was because he was so humble about social status to begin with. He fought fiercely for his friends when they were picked on, and they would come to his aid whenever the chance for random bully X would come to pink on him. None of them were ever good fighters though and almost always ran bullies away by boring them to death with the dull sounds of their faces hitting the bully's fists. The following victory circle was often filled with black eyes and bloody noses, but they were close friends that stood up for each other.
School was never a real problem for Nate; his studies always came back with high marks, especially in the sciences and certain mathmatics. Physics and music theory were his absolute favorite classes, which often added the "geek/nerd" title to his list of descriptions that his friends commonly used in regards to him.
Around his 15th birthday, his mother and father knocked on his bedroom door and requested to come in.. at the same time. This was something that rarely occurred unless a family member that he barely knew had died, or if he had been caught sneaking out to go play video games with his friends at night.
Raul and Sara braced him for news that they were no longer going to be living together; they were getting divorced. Expecting Nate to be devestated, he didn't over react as they had predicted he would; rather, Nate simply thought over the situation that they explained to him and understood that they were simply in agreement that going separate ways would the the only way for them to find true happiness for themselves. This was Nate's first lesson in overcoming personal obstacles, and his parents' decision was actually quite inspiring to him as opposed to hurtful.
Raul stayed in São Paulo where he continued work as the president of his business firm (a real estate planning and development group), while Sara moved off to the country she was most familiar with other than her own homeland... Japan.
Nate stayed behind with his father for a few more years in Brazil while keeping in constant contact with his mother with video conferencing and the telephone. A few times a year, she would fly him overseas to spend a few weeks with her in Tokyo and the surrounding areas. His Japanese language skill wasn't perfect, but considering his mother would teach him small tidbits while growing up, his 3-4 week long immersions into the culture, and occasional study of the language, he was more than capable of interacting and conversing with most Japanese citizens using their native tongue.
Just before his 17th birthday, Nate's mother extended an offer for him to stay with her for a while and attend school there in Tokyo, which he fully accepted without incurring any ill wishes from his father. "You'll always have a home somewhere so long as your mother and I are around, Nathan,"
Sara pulled numerous strings to help get Nate into certain schools, but the only one she could manage to easily get him into was Higashi High School, and she didn't want him away from his education longer than a few months.
EXTRA
Extra: .... no.. no extra.. not yet.. sooo sleepy. T_T
Roleplay Sample:
**7:02 AM: The Silva Residence; Tokyo, Japan.**
Trails of dark blonde hair snaked their way out from underneath Nate's covers that he had pulled up over his head in attempt to hide from the sound of the alarm clock's repetitive buzzing. "NATE! HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON, AT LEAST! GEEZ!" a strong feminine voice yelled up through the western style house toward Nate's bedroom. "You'd think an 18 year old could get himself up out of bed easily enough without his own mother playing nanny," she complained as she quickly worked up a warm breakfast of eggs and bacon for her and her son. The irked expression on her face was clear, but the small smile that fought it's way out from the corner of her lips expressed a great deal of happiness that she was getting to spend more mornings with her son than she ever did when they were all living back in Brazil.
~NaBEH! MIh dE SHLOOZE BUHohN.....~
Nate wasn't sure he had heard it over the loud buzzing, but he was pretty sure his mom was just as pissed about the alarm clock trying to do it's job of waking him up; and failing. "..ohkay mahm.. snooze. yes." An arm slowly crawled out from under his blanket, searching for the rogue device that was so irritatingly determined to wake him up.
Blindly reaching out in search for the clock, Nate remembered that he had sat it further away from his bed the night before so that he would be forced to actually get up -out- of bed in order to shut down the offensive noise. This realization drove a new spike of irritatition through his body that almost woke him up.
Instead of giving in to the morning, Nate's arm stopped reaching for the clock and simply fell limp, dropping across a power cord that conveniently ran to the clock. A smile, almost villainous in nature, creeped across Nate's face as he slowly pulled the plug and the buzzing noise that wanted to end his sleep disappeared into the nothingness.
Stretching his other arm out from under his covers, Nate crawled back out from under his covers with eyes still closed, and smug smile still present, "... mm. Victory is me."
"Nathan.. Breakfast! Now!" a much more distinctive voice called up to his room again. He couldn't control it; first an eyebrow twitched, then his nose automatically drew in a deep smell, pulling with is a most delicious aroma.
Finally, one eye opened and this time there was a new mission. "... must.. eat.. delicious.. food.. -now-" Nate rolled out of bed and threw on a robe as he navigated the house with his one sleepy eye guiding him. He knew that in a year or so, he wouldn't have the luxury of having his mother making breakfast for him like this anymore.. or having a parent around to make sure that he got up for school. Or work. Or both.
~continued at another time, maybe.
(I tried to adhere to the rules as closely as possible, but I was uber-sleepy halfway through making the application, so; my apologies for any funkily worded sentences that don't have good flow or statements that just don't make sense. I'm hitting post before my browswer crashes or I fall asleep, or both. T_T)
GENERAL
Name: Nathan "Nate" Silva
Gender: Male
Age: 18
School: Higashi High School
School Clubs:
* Technology Club
* Photography Club
Skill Stats:
Stamina: 10
Strength: 11 (+1)
Defense 13 (+3)
Speed 6 (-4)
Total Skill Points: 40.
Status: F-Class ridin' for life, ya'll. (until I get better.)
A-T Information:
Nate's ATs are a straightforward mass-production model without much in the way of aftermarket parts. The body of his ATs are of a dark olive green; almost always darker that the shade of pants he's usually wearing; and trimmed in yellow and orange accents. He often carries a hip pouch with him during stormrider meetups containing spare parts to barter away with other riders, or to replace any parts on his own ATs that may break down.
LOOKS
http://img522.imageshack.us/img522/9454/kale2mi9.jpg
Eye Colour: Gray
Hair Colour: A very subdued blonde color
Skin Tone: Dark complexion (a family trait mixed with an unyielding love for sunshine)
Height/Weight: 5'11" 165
Blood-type: AB
Overall Appearance:
Nate's appearance could easily place him at the helm of just about any popular all night dance club in the city thanks to his easily impressionable nature and love for personal expression via' fashion. Bright colors like yellow and orange are often mixed with muted tones of green, dark gray, and sometimes a little black. He knows his ethnicity stands him apart from his peers at school, so when he's not in school uniform, he dresses to accentuate his dark tanned appearance. His hair, unruly as it may appear (see pic), is the unfortunate product of a failed attempt at making dreads, and no longer likes to "lay in a presentable manner." Not a big fan of bandannas due to their associations with gangs and certain stormrider teams, Nate relies on his trusty (and very expensive) headphones as a hair-band to keep his locks (somewhat) under control. Pulling his hair back into a ponytail gives him headaches, so that style is rarely seen on him. His physique appears to be quite muscular, and through careful selection of clothing, makes him look even more fit than he actually is.
During stormrider meetups, Nate is almost always decked out in attire similar to what is shown in the reference picture, and it isn't unlike him to even take his look a bit further with a little face makeup, drawing designs under his eyes and across the temples of his head in a color suited to match the trim of whatever he is wearing. He is almost -always- carrying his hip sack outside of school, and especially to meetings; regardless of whatever he has filled it with.
PERSONALITY
Likes:
Rhythm
People with good fashion sense
Used AT parts
Sunny days
Formula 1 race cars
Dislikes:
Bad hair days
Age restrictions
Smoking
Improperly tuned sound systems
Hobbies:
Tinkering with AT parts to apply their technology to different things
DJ'ing at certain stormrider meetups.
Doing amature photography at Parts Wars.
Practicing with his AT's to work his way up toward a skill level rating of "Bad" from his current skill level of "....*snicker*"
Fears: Physical injury, being held back by various personal and external obstacles (school interfering with DJ and Air Trek practice, doubts about if focusing on what he loves in life instead of school will take him as far as he thinks it will, parental disapproval of personal lifestyle, Etc. etc.)
Goals: To be able to at least keep up with other stormriders on ATs, to become a world renowned DJ whose breakout debut originates in Japan, to find a path in life that will carry him toward the happiness that he feels everyone deserves.
Overall Personality: Judging Nate's personality from his appearance would cause most people to see him as excessively extroverted and over-the-top, but that's only partially true. Nate is more than willing to ruffle a few feathers for kicks, but only when he feels the person whose feathers are being ruffled can handle a little teasing. When surrounded by conflict within a group of friends, he often plays to everyone's interests and desires; constantly seeking out a balance that suits everyone best. His personal belief that everyone should at least have a chance to be happy is something that he practically lives by, but he isn't blinded from the fact that there are often great personal sacrifices required in order to get where you want to be. He takes this into consideration with nearly everyone he meets, giving him a rather high level of empathy with who he's interacting with.
Regardless from all the nice-guy stuff, Nate is a curious person who cannot and will not stop until the questions concerning whatever is on his mind are answered. This curiosity brings him to tinker around with used AT parts quite often, looking for something else to apply the technology to and such.
He carries himself around with a humble self-assuredness that he is confident that he knows what he wants out of this life and how he is going to get it.
HISTORY
Birthplace: São Paulo, Brazil
Birthdate: April 2, 1990
Birthtime: 8:45 AM
Parents: Raul Silva(Brazil), Sara Silva(USA)
Siblings: none
Overall History:
Born and raised as the first son of a successful husband and wife business firm, Nate got to experience a lifestyle that many kids would dream of. While his parents were the type that was more than willing to allow technology and toys babysit their child, they still made an effort to play an active role in his life. Just about anything that he wanted, he got, so long as he expressed a sincere understanding that what he was receiving was an absolute priviledge that few people his age got to experience. Needless to say, Nate failed to become a spoiled brat.
Call it good parenting if you will.
As Nate grew older, the sheer number and variety of his interests began to spread into countless arenas. He was constantly taking apart electronics to inspect them to see how they worked; the same went for simple mechanical devices as well. He demonstrated a keen affinity for music as well, though his interest didn't bring him to make his own music so much as it drove him to create mix-tapes so he could combine all the musical love he could into one track while making it still sound good. His mother bought him a rather nice set of turntables and a mixer for his 15th birthday, and his father tried to broaden his horizons by trying to get him into photography; which he did successfully with the gift of a nice digital camera that Nate still uses till this day.
All through his childhood and up till his 15th birthday, Nate had a relatively stable and... quite good.. childhood. His closest friends held him in high regard even though they were not as financially well off as he was because he was so humble about social status to begin with. He fought fiercely for his friends when they were picked on, and they would come to his aid whenever the chance for random bully X would come to pink on him. None of them were ever good fighters though and almost always ran bullies away by boring them to death with the dull sounds of their faces hitting the bully's fists. The following victory circle was often filled with black eyes and bloody noses, but they were close friends that stood up for each other.
School was never a real problem for Nate; his studies always came back with high marks, especially in the sciences and certain mathmatics. Physics and music theory were his absolute favorite classes, which often added the "geek/nerd" title to his list of descriptions that his friends commonly used in regards to him.
Around his 15th birthday, his mother and father knocked on his bedroom door and requested to come in.. at the same time. This was something that rarely occurred unless a family member that he barely knew had died, or if he had been caught sneaking out to go play video games with his friends at night.
Raul and Sara braced him for news that they were no longer going to be living together; they were getting divorced. Expecting Nate to be devestated, he didn't over react as they had predicted he would; rather, Nate simply thought over the situation that they explained to him and understood that they were simply in agreement that going separate ways would the the only way for them to find true happiness for themselves. This was Nate's first lesson in overcoming personal obstacles, and his parents' decision was actually quite inspiring to him as opposed to hurtful.
Raul stayed in São Paulo where he continued work as the president of his business firm (a real estate planning and development group), while Sara moved off to the country she was most familiar with other than her own homeland... Japan.
Nate stayed behind with his father for a few more years in Brazil while keeping in constant contact with his mother with video conferencing and the telephone. A few times a year, she would fly him overseas to spend a few weeks with her in Tokyo and the surrounding areas. His Japanese language skill wasn't perfect, but considering his mother would teach him small tidbits while growing up, his 3-4 week long immersions into the culture, and occasional study of the language, he was more than capable of interacting and conversing with most Japanese citizens using their native tongue.
Just before his 17th birthday, Nate's mother extended an offer for him to stay with her for a while and attend school there in Tokyo, which he fully accepted without incurring any ill wishes from his father. "You'll always have a home somewhere so long as your mother and I are around, Nathan,"
Sara pulled numerous strings to help get Nate into certain schools, but the only one she could manage to easily get him into was Higashi High School, and she didn't want him away from his education longer than a few months.
EXTRA
Extra: .... no.. no extra.. not yet.. sooo sleepy. T_T
Roleplay Sample:
**7:02 AM: The Silva Residence; Tokyo, Japan.**
Trails of dark blonde hair snaked their way out from underneath Nate's covers that he had pulled up over his head in attempt to hide from the sound of the alarm clock's repetitive buzzing. "NATE! HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON, AT LEAST! GEEZ!" a strong feminine voice yelled up through the western style house toward Nate's bedroom. "You'd think an 18 year old could get himself up out of bed easily enough without his own mother playing nanny," she complained as she quickly worked up a warm breakfast of eggs and bacon for her and her son. The irked expression on her face was clear, but the small smile that fought it's way out from the corner of her lips expressed a great deal of happiness that she was getting to spend more mornings with her son than she ever did when they were all living back in Brazil.
~NaBEH! MIh dE SHLOOZE BUHohN.....~
Nate wasn't sure he had heard it over the loud buzzing, but he was pretty sure his mom was just as pissed about the alarm clock trying to do it's job of waking him up; and failing. "..ohkay mahm.. snooze. yes." An arm slowly crawled out from under his blanket, searching for the rogue device that was so irritatingly determined to wake him up.
Blindly reaching out in search for the clock, Nate remembered that he had sat it further away from his bed the night before so that he would be forced to actually get up -out- of bed in order to shut down the offensive noise. This realization drove a new spike of irritatition through his body that almost woke him up.
Instead of giving in to the morning, Nate's arm stopped reaching for the clock and simply fell limp, dropping across a power cord that conveniently ran to the clock. A smile, almost villainous in nature, creeped across Nate's face as he slowly pulled the plug and the buzzing noise that wanted to end his sleep disappeared into the nothingness.
Stretching his other arm out from under his covers, Nate crawled back out from under his covers with eyes still closed, and smug smile still present, "... mm. Victory is me."
"Nathan.. Breakfast! Now!" a much more distinctive voice called up to his room again. He couldn't control it; first an eyebrow twitched, then his nose automatically drew in a deep smell, pulling with is a most delicious aroma.
Finally, one eye opened and this time there was a new mission. "... must.. eat.. delicious.. food.. -now-" Nate rolled out of bed and threw on a robe as he navigated the house with his one sleepy eye guiding him. He knew that in a year or so, he wouldn't have the luxury of having his mother making breakfast for him like this anymore.. or having a parent around to make sure that he got up for school. Or work. Or both.
~continued at another time, maybe.
(I tried to adhere to the rules as closely as possible, but I was uber-sleepy halfway through making the application, so; my apologies for any funkily worded sentences that don't have good flow or statements that just don't make sense. I'm hitting post before my browswer crashes or I fall asleep, or both. T_T)