Post by FreddieWu on Oct 16, 2008 20:20:57 GMT -6
“what is your name?
FREDDRICK WU
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FREDDRICK WU
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“who are you, really?
YOUR NAME -- Christopher K.OTHER CHARACTERS -- none
CONTACT INFO -- quixliva@live.com
“tell me about yourself.
[/sup][/center] FULL NAME -- Freddrick WuNICKNAMES -- Freddie, Fred
AGE AND BIRTHDATE -- 17, July 19
GENDER -- Male
AFFILIATION -- neutral
ABILITY -- Light Manipulation
ABILITY LIMITS -- The ability to control photons. He is unable to control light if it has a moving source, such as a moving vehicle.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION -- Straight
NATIONALITY -- Filipino
RELIGION -- Christian
BIRTHPLACE -- New York, New York
HOMETOWN -- The Bronx
CURRENT RESIDENCE -- New York, New York
“what do you look like?
[/sup][/center] HAIR -- Jet black hair, moderately long for a guy. spiked in the middle and kind of scruffy on the sides and back.EYES -- Brown
HEIGHT/WEIGHT -- 5' 7.5"/ 140
BODY TYPE -- Athletic/skinny
OVERALL HEALTH -- Average, has a weak side for Wonka candies.
OTHER NOTABLE TRAITS -- Light skin.
PLAY BY -- Aaron Yoo!
“how do you perceive yourself?
[/sup][/center] LIKES -- Wonka candies, girls, skateboarding, ditching school, and hanging out with friends.DISLIKES -- Racists, the government, and spiders.
WORST FEAR -- Being alone.
BIGGEST SECRET OR REGRET -- Freddie's biggest regret is his birth.(Read biography for more info.)
GREATEST AMBITION -- A care free life with no worries.
DEFINING QUALITY -- The desire to live life for what it is, not what it is going to be or was.
IDIOSYNCRASIES -- Freddie has the largest craving for any type of candy at any time. Usually carrying some with him in a bag or box.
He has a terrible sense of balance, besides when he is on a skateboard.
Has a great amount of book smarts, even though he sleeps through class and ditches most days.
PERSONALITY
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“what about your life?
[/sup][/center] FAMILY FATHER -- Ray Wu(deceased)
SIBLINGS -- N/A
OTHER NOTABLE RELATIVES -- N/A
[/ul]BIOGRAPHY -- Freddie has lived a tragic life since he was a fetus within his mothers womb. Ray, his father, being killed months after his mother found out she was pregnant. Maurita, his mother, died giving birth to Freddrick Wu. He lived in an orphanage in the Bronx for most all of his life striving off of what was given to him and nothing more. Freddie had little hope for his life once he turned 11 starting middle school being made fun of and ridiculed on his skin tone and the way he looked. He used these things and turned them around into jokes so he could become noticed.
After his sophomore year in high school he began smoking marijuana with his friends. This is when he found out he had the ability to control light. Though not knowing it for the first year that he was actually doing it and not just hallucinating from the drugs. He soon learned to control his ability to a minimum level of being able to use it only in the case of emergencies.
He is now a senior at his high school soon to graduate the upcoming spring. Though, the company has confronted him many times about himself and his father Freddie has been trying to evade them as much as he possibly can. He does wish to know more about his father and what his ability was.
SAMPLE RP
Tossing and turning within his twin size bed. He was in the depths of a nightmare, his clothes soaking with sweat and a large puddle of it underneath him, as well, drenching the sheets. He jolted up from his pillow breathing hard and fast the screeching of his alarm waking him up. He quickly smashed his hand down onto the snooze button and turned right to the side of his bed. Placing his elbows on his thighs and head in hands he thought of the previous hours that had been torturing him for many months now. He propped himself up and brought his hand to eye-level watching as his fingers trembled.
He sighed standing up from his bed as he slowly inched toward his dresser, rubbing his eyes and yawning. It was a Tuesday, the worst day of the week for him. Monday was usually the day he was loaded with homework and he was yet to touch a book since the end of class the previous day. He slung open his drawer full of unorganized clothing. He grabbed a few things and headed for the shower. As he walked in he waved his hand up turning on the lights within the bathroom. He stepped into the shower then undressed himself throwing the clothes into the dirty hamper to the side of the shower. He turned the knob releasing a freezing cold water onto his body. He yelped in surprise as he did every morning. He stepped back and waited for the water to heat. He then stepped forward and began his daily routine of getting ready for school...
He sighed standing up from his bed as he slowly inched toward his dresser, rubbing his eyes and yawning. It was a Tuesday, the worst day of the week for him. Monday was usually the day he was loaded with homework and he was yet to touch a book since the end of class the previous day. He slung open his drawer full of unorganized clothing. He grabbed a few things and headed for the shower. As he walked in he waved his hand up turning on the lights within the bathroom. He stepped into the shower then undressed himself throwing the clothes into the dirty hamper to the side of the shower. He turned the knob releasing a freezing cold water onto his body. He yelped in surprise as he did every morning. He stepped back and waited for the water to heat. He then stepped forward and began his daily routine of getting ready for school...