Post by Aric Summers on Feb 10, 2009 21:55:54 GMT -5
INTRODUCING
AricMichaelSummers
&. MY MIND IS A SAFE
nicknames!:
birthdate!: March 15th
age!: 17
clothing style!: His own. He wears almost anything
sexuality!: Straight
grade!: Senior
face claim!: Josh Duhamel
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&. IF I KEEP IT THEN WE ALL GET RICH
1. Music
2. Sports
3. Working Out
4. Girls
5. Monster{{Energy Drinks}}
6. Sleeping
7. Hanging out with Friends
8. Running
9. Rain
10. His Mustang GT
11. Parties
dislikes!:
1. Hypocrites
2. Goths
3. Cheaters
4. Liars
5. Smoking
6. Disrespect
7. Screamo and Death Metal
8. Homework
goals!:
1. Become a great football star
2. Have a good career
3. Become a great MMA fighter on the side
4. Record an album
5. Learn to play guitar
6. Get a true girlfriend, that will not cheat on him, or lie
fears!:
1. Rejection
2. Injury that will end his football career
3. Torture
4. Loneliness
5. Losing his brother
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&. MY BODY IS AN ORPHANAGE
hair color!: Dark Brown
height!: 6'0
weight!: 175 lbs...Muscle plays a huge part in his weight
tattoos or peircings!: Summers in old english across his shoulders
clothing style!: Everything
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&. WE TAKE EVERYONE IN
hometown!: Amarillo, TX
mother!: Dawn Summers
father!: Roy Summers
siblings!: Sean Summers (Older brother)
pets!: None
overall history!:
Born just when the clock struck 12 o'clock in the morning on the twenty-third, suddenly becoming a Capricorn. Aric's mother actually went into labor the morning before but didn't have the baby till the next; not a very nice experience of her's. Aric was originally born as a twin but his brother didn't make it. It was hard on his parents, who were expecting two boys, when the doctor announced the time of the baby's death. In fact, it was so hard that Aric's father began abusing drugs more than he had before and left the family. Though he still stayed in touch with Aric's mother.
At the age of 7 Alicia, Aric's mother, was forced to send him to see a specialist for his "problems". She claimed that he had problems speaking to himself as if someone were actually there. She thought things were getting worse when Aric claimed he was talking to his brother, Travis. After several weeks of sessions with the specialist, Aric never spoke to himself or his brother again. At least he didn't speak of Travis again until a few more years later. Which in time his father had gotten him into many sports.
When in middle school Aric played sports all year round; football during the summer and fall, basketball during the fall and winter and track during the spring. Though he quit running track for school his first year of highschool. In middle school is where Aric found himself becoming more intimate with girls, something his mother didn't exactly like, but his father didn't exactly want to praise around his mother. His last year of middle school was his most humiliating after his mom found both Aric and his girlfriend in his room under the covers.
A few weeks after his first year in high school, Aric's father was knocked into a coma after being in a fatal car crash. The doctors stated that Aric and his mother should be happy and that his father shouldn't even be alive. This still was enough to keep Aric from having an emotional trauma; his mother found him on the bed in his room in a daze and muttering something, soon after they returned home from the hospital. Aric visited his father up until the day he woke from his trance-like state and was released.
Months passed and his parents got back together and married. Even though he had lessons when he was younger, Aric just could feel like he was alone on the day of the wedding. He wouldn't dare tell anyone, but he was sure his brother was at his side watching the ceremony with everyone else.
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&. DOING LINES OF DUST AND SWEAT
rp experience!: like 1 year or a little more
how did you hear about us!: David
rp sample!:
Sweat flew to the floor of the gymnasium as he ran along the lines that made the basketball court. His shoes gripped the court with each step he took. His breath was heavy and but still paced. As one arm went forward the leg on the opposite flew forward, crashing in the gym's floor.
Aric was nearing his twenty-fifth lap. When he did so he ran to the middle of the court to a rack of basketballs. His hands snatching one quickly. He turned and rose the ball in the air, he rose to the tips of his shoes and soon into the air after jumping lighting. His arms that were strapped with wrist bands, flew forward and the ball soared through the air soon after. The ball hit the square on the back board and dropped into the net.
Not wasting any time Aric took off in a sprint and began following the lines made by blue tape of the gym floor. He looked up to the clock. It read 7:30. His attention was shifted in front of him as he continued to jog. As one drop of sweat dripped from his chin, he slipped. Sliding on his side across the court until he stopped in front of the bleachers. Aric leaned forward looking down. This was the third time this week he wasn't able to make thirty laps as it was planned... His birthday was only three days away...{{While still 16}}
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