Alrighty! Here are my boys! Hope you like'em :P
Name: Evan Neal Ashton (Ena)
Race: Human
Age: 19
Height: 5' 11”
Weight: 130lbs
Hair: Black, just past shoulder length with most pulled back in a pony, bangs covering both eyes and right half of face.
Eyes: Dark Brown
Skin: Pasty, doesn't-get-enough-sun white.
Build: Very thin and gangly, muscles are hidden but flexible.
Clothes: Favors dark colors, tight but very flexible jeans, high-top sneakers, and plain black t-shirts.
Accessories: Thick black leather bracer with a double row of spikes on right arm, and a variety of hair ties on the other wrist. Silver dangly dagger earring on left ear. Rather small messenger bag of brown leather with various Celtic designs on it in black marker. Inside the bag is a notebook, a sketch pad, and various drawing instruments.
Powers/Skills(If Applicable): Good at drawing and making little comics.
General Personality: Ena is very shy, keeping to himself mostly. He's never been one for making friends and instead only socializes when he needs something or he's forced to. It's not that he doesn't like people, he just doesn't feel he relates very well to his fellow students. He gets along better with an older crowd and can be seen hanging out with the owner of the antique book store. He likes the quiet, and tries to stay out of everybody's way.
Background: His parents were never happy in their marriage, being basically forced into it when Ena's mother got pregnant with his older sister. She moved out when he was still very young, and he took the backlash from that incident. He learned early on to say out of their way when they both began drinking. As soon as he was old enough he bought a lock for his room so he wouldn't be dragged out of bed during their drunken brawls any more. He took to escaping into comic books and manga just before entering high school. Halfway through his high school life he discovered his talent for drawing and started writing his own comic book. Eventually he got it published and now has a decent following. He uses the revenue from his comic series along with a part time job as a janitor at a toy store to pay for a small apartment above a pizza shop. He moved out from his parent's house as soon as possible because they took to spending his hard earned money. As of late he's been getting E-mails from his sister, but he is still undecided on whether or not he wants to respond. He has a new series in the works which he already has a publisher ready to get him started.
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Name: Dirk Jonas Randal
Race: Human
Age: 16
Height: 5'4”
Weight: 125lbs
Hair: Naturally blond but dyed dark green right now. Waist length, bangs the same length as the rest of the hair, strait, and pulled back into two ponies making a swallow tail look most of the time.
Eyes: Gray
Skin: Faintly tan
Build: Lightly muscular, like a gymnast.
Clothes: Too big khaki shorts with many pockets, hanging half way down the calf, and held tight to the waist with a black leather belt. Wears various jersey tops over plain t-shirts. Has a fine stock of the latest top of the line sneakers.
Accessories: A pair of red, black, and green stripped sweat bands, and a step counter hooked to the belt. He carries various oddities and electronics in his many pockets. His backpack is dark green like his hair and is the kind that goes over one shoulder and across the chest with an extra strap to hold the whole thing in place. Attaches to the backpack is a net bag with a basketball in it.
Powers/Skills(If Applicable): He's very quick on his feet, packs a hard punch, and can jump higher than most guys a foot taller than him.
General Personality: He's very outgoing and friendly, but he always seems just a little off so he doesn't have many people who can tolerate being around him for very long. He seems to try too hard, but it doesn’t bother him when people blow him off or walk away when he's in the middle of talking. He knows he different, and he's okay with that. He loves sports, for the challenge, not the winning. He's rather critical of himself and tries to keep in top shape at all times in case one team or another needs him. He almost never takes offense to anything, but he has certain triggers which turns him into a flurry of fists.
Background: Dirk grew up in a modest background, surrounded by many siblings. As the middle child, and one of the only of his parent's children related to them by blood, he's always been relied upon to help take care of the younger ones, and teach the fosters older than him the house rules. He's always taken his job in stride, forgoing actually joining any sports clubs throughout his childhood because his parents need him at home. He's very loving and overprotective of his family which has lead to a few run-ins with the local gangs and the authorities, but he's never gotten in over his head. His parents have finally decided they are too old for any more foster kids, at least until the ones they have age out, so this is the first year Dirk has a chance to join a team. He's been contemplating the option for some time now, and has decided that next time the basketball team holds try-outs, he's going to try and get on the team.