Post by nate on Dec 30, 2012 2:52:00 GMT -6
Character Name: Nathaniel Afriel Scotsen
Nickname: Nathan, Nate, Afriel
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male
Grade: Sophomore
Subject: N/A
Race: Angel
Play-by: Braeden Lemasters
Appearance:
[/li][li] Kind
[/li][li] Helpful
Nathaniel is the kind of person who tries not to judge a book by it's cover. He is a very kind person and would never try to be mean to someone unless you mess with his family. Messing with his family is just about the worst thing you can do to anger him. He usually isn’t that easy to anger. He is always up for brightening someone’s day and putting a smile on somebody’s face. He is also very talented in the musical department. He can play the violin, trumpet, drums, guitar, bass, piano, clarinet, ukulele, and has an amazing singing voice. His voice is like the voice of an angel. Wait, he is an angel, well you get the point. He also loves helping people in any way possible, whether if that means helping the homeless or if helping a student.
He loves his family, music (country, classical, gospel), surprisingly school, other people like him, food, feeling the sand from the beach beneath his toes. He doesn’t like bullies, vampires, extreme heat, when people judge, snobby people, music (death metal, hardcore punk, and some pop and hip hop), not being able to help his mom.
He’s afraid of not seeing his family ever again and never knowing who his father is.
He’s never told anyone that he never knew his father and he dreams of meeting him one day.
He wants to open up his own business one day (he isn’t sure what kind of business yet). He also wants to settle down get married and have kids one day (not now, but within the next ten or fifteen years). [/blockquote]History:
Your Age: 18
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Nickname: Nathan, Nate, Afriel
Age: Fifteen
Gender: Male
Grade: Sophomore
Subject: N/A
Race: Angel
Play-by: Braeden Lemasters
Appearance:
One thing about Nathaniel’s appearance that you can’t miss are the two white feathery wings that are attached to his back. They didn’t always used to be the size they are now, they used to be a lot smaller, but they have grown as he has grown. Not including the wings, he weighs a total of one hundred and twenty five pounds, he tends to eat a lot. He is five feet ten inches, but he is still growing. His eyes always change depending on what he wears, one moment they may be a greenish greyish color, the next they could be brown, and the next they could be almost yellow. He doesn’t have any tattoos and he doesn’t plan on getting any because he wouldn’t want to get something that he would regret; if he were to get a tattoo it would be of his mother or something to do with his family. He doesn’t have any piercings either, he feels that he would regret it if he did get one. His hair isn’t too long nor is it too short, it flows down to the bottom of his neck and his hair color is dark brown. His skin color is fair. He does have long legs so he could run, not like he would long legs when he can fly.Personality: [/li][li] Virtuoso
[/li][li] Kind
[/li][li] Helpful
Nathaniel is the kind of person who tries not to judge a book by it's cover. He is a very kind person and would never try to be mean to someone unless you mess with his family. Messing with his family is just about the worst thing you can do to anger him. He usually isn’t that easy to anger. He is always up for brightening someone’s day and putting a smile on somebody’s face. He is also very talented in the musical department. He can play the violin, trumpet, drums, guitar, bass, piano, clarinet, ukulele, and has an amazing singing voice. His voice is like the voice of an angel. Wait, he is an angel, well you get the point. He also loves helping people in any way possible, whether if that means helping the homeless or if helping a student.
He loves his family, music (country, classical, gospel), surprisingly school, other people like him, food, feeling the sand from the beach beneath his toes. He doesn’t like bullies, vampires, extreme heat, when people judge, snobby people, music (death metal, hardcore punk, and some pop and hip hop), not being able to help his mom.
He’s afraid of not seeing his family ever again and never knowing who his father is.
He’s never told anyone that he never knew his father and he dreams of meeting him one day.
He wants to open up his own business one day (he isn’t sure what kind of business yet). He also wants to settle down get married and have kids one day (not now, but within the next ten or fifteen years). [/blockquote]History:
A baby boy was born on a warm summer’s night to a human named Olivia Scotsen and an angel named Grain Kipp. The mother named the boy Nathaniel Afriel Scotsen. When Nathaniel was born, the doctors noticed something that was different about him; they noticed something on his back that was attached to him, they noticed little wings on him and they knew that he wasn’t exactly human. Nathaniel was an angel just like his daddy, but his mother loved him just like any mother would love their child. Unfortunately, Grain couldn’t stay to take care of his son. Olivia had two older children waiting back at home, two boys named Walter and Ian who were five and three at the time. Walter and Ian were human unlike their brother.Name: Jessie
Even as a little child, he was an easy child and always listened to his mother and has always helped his mother the best he could. His mother never had to tell him anything twice because he would always do whatever his mother told him the first time. When he was six, his mother had twins, twin boys named Oliver and York, they were also human unlike Nathaniel, but Nathaniel didn’t mind. Nathaniel loved and would always try to take care of his little brothers even if he had no clue on how to take care of them, he certainly did love them. Nathaniel was just about always on his mother’s good side and even had a pretty good relationship with his brothers even if there was some sibling rivalry at times.
The finally when he was eight, his one and only sister, Harriet, was born. It seemed easier for him to take care of his sister since he had the experience taking care of his younger brothers. Something was different about her though. After seeing tiny little wings on his sister’s back, he knew that she was just like him.
His mother never did get married, but with Nathaniel, she didn’t really need the extra help from anyone. Once Nathaniel went off to high school though, off to boarding school, she knew she was going to need help.
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He just sat there for the time being. He put a hand to his chest and felt the bandage wrapped around him and it scared him. He didn’t remember the events that happened that put him in the hospital in the first place. He didn’t remember getting into a fight and then being stabbed in the chest multiple times or that his little sister had watched it happen. That would be the last thing that he would want his little sister to see. Another thing that no one knew except him was that he was sick. So far, no one knows what this illness is, not even Regan. He just knows that he is sick. In all honesty, he didn’t mind if he died, in fact he had wanted to die so many times before, but he knew that his little sister needed him. He was all she had left and she was all he had left in a line of people that really cared about them.
He had been so absorbed in his thoughts that he had forgotten where he was. It wasn’t until he heard a doorknob turn and a door open that he snapped back to reality. He immediately stood up, facing the door, not really caring about the pain that ached in his chest. He was waiting for the person to come out of the room. He could only hope that it wasn’t a doctor or a dreadful nurse that was going to send him back to his room. He didn’t want to go back to his room. What he wanted and needed to do was find Anna, his defenseless little sister.
He just stood there, waiting to see who it was. If it was another patient than at least maybe he could relax unless that patient was an adult. He did not trust adults at all because of his parents. Parents were supposed to protect their children and love them unconditionally, not hurt them and Regan’s parents hurt him so badly to the point where he didn’t trust adults.
"Who's there?" That was all he could manage to get out. By the sound of his voice he was scared, like a frightened little puppy.