Post by FELIX SAMUEL ANANAI on Nov 13, 2011 1:14:00 GMT -5
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Full Name:
Felix Samuel Ananai
Nickname:
Sam
Age:
Twenty-one
Face Claim:
Sam Worthington
A LITTLE DEEPER,
Alliance:
Eastern Islands
Personality:
Felix is one of those guys who you either love to death or can’t stand. If he doesn’t like you expect to get a cold shoulder or some rude remarks. If he does like you then if you’re female expect to get hit on a lot, if you’re male then expect a hilarious reply to anything. Felix is pretty easy going unless he’s focused on something, then he doesn’t want to be disturbed. Felix is a pretty smart guy. He prefers strategy to improvisation. If you can think it out in your head, with the correct view and perception of things it could work. Felix loves reading with a passion, so being away from books will be hard for him. But that’s when his ability to come up with stories and finding ways to write them down comes in handy.
In theory, Felix is a patient guy but when you cross the line -his line, not the one you form- it’s pretty much over. He’ll debate with you about opinions for hours, but if you criticize his family or anything he loves you might as well be waving a red flag and saying “Come and kill me!”. He’s sort of a big brother figure to younger girls. Standing up for them to boys who do them wrong or if they’re hurt. Most of the girls have a crush on him, which he realizes, but he doesn’t push it knowing that it could mean jail time if it goes to far. At his age though it’s hard to be restricted. Twenty-one is the legal age for anything in the U.S. and he uses it obnoxiously. Partying and drinking are where most of his money goes. Luckily, he’s trying to break the bad habit but hasn’t had the strength to abstain from his cigarettes.
Likes:
Reading, Nature, Friends, Money, Music
Dislikes:
Men, Heat, Clingy people, Sweating, Fish
Strengths:
Upper body strength, Strong-Willed, Intelligence, Can eat almost anything…except fish, Lack of cowardice
Weaknesses:
Alcohol, Parties, Music (melts him like butter on a skillet or ignites him like alcohol on fire), Beauty, Kindness
ON THE OUTSIDE,
[/size]Appearance:
Felix is a fit man. A nice body, toned arms and legs. Dark hair, cut close to the scalp. Brown eyes like thin mud and a strong jaw line always speckled with stubble. He’s around 6’ 3”. His skin is slightly tan and smooth with a straight nose and slightly full lips. His arms aren’t that of someone who goes to a gym everyday, but they’re strong as are his legs. His shoulders are wide, his stomach flat and slightly showing abs.
THE PAST,
History:
Felix grew up without a father. Plenty times you hear of the kids who go bad because they don‘t have a daddy. Well he‘s one of them. His mother couldn‘t control him, seeing as though he was her only child and she didn‘t want to do anything that would make him turn away from her, so she let him do whatever it is that he wanted. He turned to alcohol and drugs to ease his mind from the pain of seeing his mother back home, eyes filled with sorrow that she let her boy become this way. But it‘s to late to turn back or start over. He‘s all grown up and has to learn on his own. He lost a friend a few months prior to being stranded and has blamed himself for it. He drove his friend to that party, and never came back. A bullet through the head, a suicide. He saw all of the signs of depression, no energy, weight loss, no passion in his eyes like before, but did Felix ever approach him about it? No.
To get away from the tragedy and to honor his friend in the best way possible (at least to Felix it was since his friend, Marco, loved cruises) decided to go on a cruise himself. Felix had stuffed himself with the delicious food, and had even abstained from alcohol over the weekend, as Marco had asked him. That was the strange thing about Marco‘s death, he didn‘t die exactly from the bullet hitting his brain. It went through the front to the back on the side of his skull ending up bleeding to death. With his last breath he requested that Felix stay away from alcohol and parties. For forever. And Felix has tried and succeeded. But only fro his friend, not for himself.
Family?:
Mother: Sara
THE ROLEPLAYER,
Name: Seafeather
Age: 17 in Dec.
RP Experience: 1 year this most recent July
Other Characters: Leah Wright
How You Found Us: You advertised on Absolution.
Sample:
Age: 17 in Dec.
RP Experience: 1 year this most recent July
Other Characters: Leah Wright
How You Found Us: You advertised on Absolution.
Sample:
“Don’t…drink…no…parties.” Marco said through clenched teeth. A clear hole gaping in the side of his head. Crimson blood pooling on the floor, the lights turning it different colors. Shoes stepping in the stuff, not realizing that the bang from the gun hadn’t been part of the song, but the announcement of a death.
“Of course, of course.” I said. Marco’s dark skin was becoming more pale by the minute. I had already called for an ambulance, but he’d be gone by the time they got here. The music, the lights, the blood pooling on the ground was becoming to much to me. It’s too much. It’s too much. Too much. I thought. I looked back down at Marco, his eyes vacant and staring into the distance. Nothing drew me to this body anymore. The funny guy that I’d known for years was gone. Gone and dead to the world. The ambulance had arrived a couple minutes later along with police cars and fire trucks. The whole brigade. He was gone, and it was because of me. All because of me.
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