Post by Rainbowfountain on May 25, 2009 23:12:41 GMT -5
Name: Maxwell Alexander Drew
Gender: Male
Age:unknown
Species:Anthro(actually animal attributes)
Status: Single
Theme song: King of Sorrow theme- OST Klonoa 2
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUAR-ih_YI4&feature=related
Reason: "I can tell already that my life will be filled with danger, and that my past will stab me in the back like a knife. You shouldn't be near me, I'm afraid you will be a bystander in my fight. So with my all my love, I want you to forget about me."
Love Song:Skip a Heartbeat-Scouting for girls
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXuwA7GopQI
Reason: If Maxwell ever allows a person into his life, then this song will explain how he will deal with it. (Maxwell you tard)
Appearance: Maxwell is FINE. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, one of the many attributes that girls fall for. Maxwell has it all! This handsome guy's height is around 5'11 and has a muscular build. He has the darkest eyes a person could ever have and the prettiest,curly, jet-black hair that he usually wears slicked back or up. Of course, there is that character mole that is always found on perfect faces, and overall Maxwell is well laid out and viewed as a man.
Personality: Although Maxwell is dead sexy to his peers, deep down inside he is straight up dork, in other words: all around fun guy. He likes to pick around with his peers, and have a good time. He's lovable and easy on the eyes, caring, and likes to meet new people. Maxwell is nosy like a robin and likes to walk around and see new things and experience different experiences. Don't forget to mention the mysterious,and yet innocent 'air' about him that just makes you want to glomp him.
Face it, Maxwell is jut like his nickname says: Perfect.
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Maxwell can fly, but he hasn't come to the conclusion of how to(it makes no sense I know). He is good with any weapon to his own surprise, and has a high metabolism. The only weapon he carries is a few knives and bow and arrow, other than that he usually doesn't touch other weapons. Maxwell is a good cooker and is a sharp thinker on his feet, and academically.
Maxwell has the ability to control electricty from his so called 'birth by lightning'.
History: Maxwell sat there in the chair with a pipe in his mouth. He grinned, "I don't smoke, I'm not that dumb, don't worry." I only smiled in relief and in good humor.
"Well then, I should go ahead and tell you, huh?" I nodded in extreme interest, "Starlight Fantasy is interested in having you join their frey. You may even find an explanation on your past in that world."
Immediately Maxwell's eyes lit up, he immediately started: "Well...um...ok." He rubbed his nose, "Went like this: I woke up in the middle of a desert." He blushed and shook his head briskly, his pipe flying out his mouth. To my opinion, there was something more to him just waking up in the middle of the desert. He was probably going through the story and omitting embarrassing parts, I smiled and coaxed him on.
"Oh yeah, so I woke up in the middle of the desert, found a bow and arrow right beside me that had some name written on it. Course, I was dazed and confused, but for some reason something told me to take the bow and arrow. So I took it, and wandered the desert until I could get...um... assistance." He took a break here to clear his throat, I smiled at him endearingly, "After I got cleaned up and stuff, I wandered around and got by. Eventually I came here and ever since then I've been wandering around asking people: 'Who the hell am I?"
Maxwell nodded in finality at this and blushed, "I know, it sounds stupid, believe me, it's hard to think that it happened myself." I smiled cutely and concluded the interview.
Nicknames (other): Max, Spanglish,Runt, angel man, sexy, cutey, handsome, 'Mr.Perfect', Smooth operator (don't ask why =_=
Quote: I named him Klonoa after the cabbit, and I name him Repede after the dog from TOV. I like those animals, *blushes* and I especially love dogs. (*everyone sweatdrops*)
Role play Sample: Maxwell rested against a concrete wall that separated the beach from the street. He sighed as he finished his ice cream, his wings were shrouded over him to give off shade. Once he was finished with his cone, Maxwell plucked off a feather from his wing. He ignored the short lasting stinging pain, and examined the feather closely. Maxwell slid his fingers down each side of the feather over and over again.
"How is it that I can't fly?" Maxwell asked openly to himself.
"It's not like it's hard or anything. All I need to do is catch a good wind and flap my wings. Or just flap my wings period. Nothing to it." He groaned, flying would be much easier for his life, and his wallet.
"Could it be that I'm heavy? Birds can fly because of their light bone structure, do I need to lose weight?" Maxwell jumped off the wall and raised up his shirt revealing his gorgeous six pack.
A few girls swooned as they walked by, giggling and holding in their nosebleeds. By this time, Maxwell wasn't phased at all by the opposite sex craving over him.
"What a pain, having to hide my wings from these humans." He began to walk off, leaving the feather behind on the concrete wall. A strong gust of wind blew, and the feather floated away.
Gender: Male
Age:unknown
Species:Anthro(actually animal attributes)
Status: Single
Theme song: King of Sorrow theme- OST Klonoa 2
www.youtube.com/watch?v=tUAR-ih_YI4&feature=related
Reason: "I can tell already that my life will be filled with danger, and that my past will stab me in the back like a knife. You shouldn't be near me, I'm afraid you will be a bystander in my fight. So with my all my love, I want you to forget about me."
Love Song:Skip a Heartbeat-Scouting for girls
www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXuwA7GopQI
Reason: If Maxwell ever allows a person into his life, then this song will explain how he will deal with it. (Maxwell you tard)
picture, if any goes here
Appearance: Maxwell is FINE. Tall, Dark, and Handsome, one of the many attributes that girls fall for. Maxwell has it all! This handsome guy's height is around 5'11 and has a muscular build. He has the darkest eyes a person could ever have and the prettiest,curly, jet-black hair that he usually wears slicked back or up. Of course, there is that character mole that is always found on perfect faces, and overall Maxwell is well laid out and viewed as a man.
Personality: Although Maxwell is dead sexy to his peers, deep down inside he is straight up dork, in other words: all around fun guy. He likes to pick around with his peers, and have a good time. He's lovable and easy on the eyes, caring, and likes to meet new people. Maxwell is nosy like a robin and likes to walk around and see new things and experience different experiences. Don't forget to mention the mysterious,and yet innocent 'air' about him that just makes you want to glomp him.
Face it, Maxwell is jut like his nickname says: Perfect.
Abilities/Skills/Weapons: Maxwell can fly, but he hasn't come to the conclusion of how to(it makes no sense I know). He is good with any weapon to his own surprise, and has a high metabolism. The only weapon he carries is a few knives and bow and arrow, other than that he usually doesn't touch other weapons. Maxwell is a good cooker and is a sharp thinker on his feet, and academically.
Maxwell has the ability to control electricty from his so called 'birth by lightning'.
History: Maxwell sat there in the chair with a pipe in his mouth. He grinned, "I don't smoke, I'm not that dumb, don't worry." I only smiled in relief and in good humor.
"Well then, I should go ahead and tell you, huh?" I nodded in extreme interest, "Starlight Fantasy is interested in having you join their frey. You may even find an explanation on your past in that world."
Immediately Maxwell's eyes lit up, he immediately started: "Well...um...ok." He rubbed his nose, "Went like this: I woke up in the middle of a desert." He blushed and shook his head briskly, his pipe flying out his mouth. To my opinion, there was something more to him just waking up in the middle of the desert. He was probably going through the story and omitting embarrassing parts, I smiled and coaxed him on.
"Oh yeah, so I woke up in the middle of the desert, found a bow and arrow right beside me that had some name written on it. Course, I was dazed and confused, but for some reason something told me to take the bow and arrow. So I took it, and wandered the desert until I could get...um... assistance." He took a break here to clear his throat, I smiled at him endearingly, "After I got cleaned up and stuff, I wandered around and got by. Eventually I came here and ever since then I've been wandering around asking people: 'Who the hell am I?"
Maxwell nodded in finality at this and blushed, "I know, it sounds stupid, believe me, it's hard to think that it happened myself." I smiled cutely and concluded the interview.
Nicknames (other): Max, Spanglish,Runt, angel man, sexy, cutey, handsome, 'Mr.Perfect', Smooth operator (don't ask why =_=
Quote: I named him Klonoa after the cabbit, and I name him Repede after the dog from TOV. I like those animals, *blushes* and I especially love dogs. (*everyone sweatdrops*)
Role play Sample: Maxwell rested against a concrete wall that separated the beach from the street. He sighed as he finished his ice cream, his wings were shrouded over him to give off shade. Once he was finished with his cone, Maxwell plucked off a feather from his wing. He ignored the short lasting stinging pain, and examined the feather closely. Maxwell slid his fingers down each side of the feather over and over again.
"How is it that I can't fly?" Maxwell asked openly to himself.
"It's not like it's hard or anything. All I need to do is catch a good wind and flap my wings. Or just flap my wings period. Nothing to it." He groaned, flying would be much easier for his life, and his wallet.
"Could it be that I'm heavy? Birds can fly because of their light bone structure, do I need to lose weight?" Maxwell jumped off the wall and raised up his shirt revealing his gorgeous six pack.
A few girls swooned as they walked by, giggling and holding in their nosebleeds. By this time, Maxwell wasn't phased at all by the opposite sex craving over him.
"What a pain, having to hide my wings from these humans." He began to walk off, leaving the feather behind on the concrete wall. A strong gust of wind blew, and the feather floated away.
