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I didn't realize this was a sci-fi RP?
Hope that's not too long. It's really just the first post, I thought I'd add some flavor to it.
As the sunlight protruded through the curtains and crawled up to Brad's bed, the young man was still sound asleep. He partied the night before in total disregard for the first day of school, celebrating the last day of summer with his best friends. The room was fuggy and reeking of alcohol. The smelly socks and sweaty t-shirts lying around the room and a half eaten pizza from last week didn't help either. Surely enough, he even forgot to set the alarm. Luckily, his mother knows her Brad's bad habits and decided to wake him up personally. The stumping of her feet as she climbed the stairs to Brad's room jerked the boy out of sleep as a reaction to an uneasy feeling whenever he hears someone coming over. He didn't quite get up, though, he waited with his bleary eyes for his mother to enter the room and tell him to get up instead, as if the extra few seconds actually matter. The doors shrieked open as a woman in her mid forties entered it with caution and to her surprise almost immediately covered her nose with her hand to tone down the stench: "Christ, Brad. Get up. You'll be late for school." "I'm up, ma."- said the boy from under the cover in slow-motion, almost as if he was sedated. "Now."- the irritated mother responded as she turned around to leave before diverting her head back again in disgust: "And for God's sake, clean up a bit". It took him about 10 minutes rolling in bed before finally creeping out and slowly making his way to the closet to pick out something to wear, before going for a shower. The cold water in a warm summer morning felt like a good idea. In fact, it felt so good it took him another twenty minutes just to get out and dry off before dressing. As he made his way down the stairs to get something to eat, he found his parents sitting and drinking coffee by the dinner table, his father reading newspapers while his mother cleaning up after the two in a rush. "Oh shoot, can I have some cereal?"- he asked politely, realizing he's late for breakfast. "I told you to get down like half an hour ago."- his mother snapped back in annoyance -"If you want to eat something make it yourself. I'm late for work, and I suggest you hurry up because your school starts in less than twenty minutes". At this point Brad glanced over the clock that was hanging off the wall in their dining room, realizing he's in a bad spot "Ohhh crap crap crap!", he repeated as he rushed over to the cupboards to take out the cereals and then stepped over by the fridge to take out the milk. He quickly poured the two in a bowl while continuously looking back at the clock. This chaotic behavior was observed by his father who was calmly slurping his last drops of coffee: "You might wanna pack some books while you're at it". Young man instantly squirted the milk back into the bowl to his father's disgust as he suddenly understood he forgot to pack his backpack. He quickly spilled the bowl in the sink and rushed back up to his room to get his things ready. Okay, okay. Calm down. It's your school, bro. What could happen? You're never late. Classes are just early. -he encouraged himself as he rushed back down with the backpack hanging off from his right shoulder and stormed through the front door while casually raising his right arm to say bye to his dad. As he got out he checked his wrist watch that now said he had only 10 minutes left to get to class. Alright. No problem. I just gotta drive a bit faster. I can totally pull this off. -he thought as he sat down in his '68 Camaro and took off in a rush.
I second the Roosters! We are the cocks, the mighty mighty cocks!
Didn't even think of that. That actually works 'cause I'm bound to be called a dick at some point so I might as well bear the title with pride.
We can bond over our jock-ness- somewhat..eventually.. maybe. :'D
It can happen. Isabella is a volley chick and Brad loves big butts You're still new at school though and Brad's a local so it might take a while 'til you get noticed. Also, I suggest the High School team is called Brewster Roosters ....It works.
Oh, I have to ask: Are side-characters allowed? I've added two best friends of my character so I'm wondering if I should change that. I just thought since he's a douche and most of the characters are 'of different stock' he probably wouldn't hang out with them at first, but he's a popular jock nonetheless he'd still have some friends to talk to.
Name: Bradley Stanwick Age: 16 Appearance: Image, description, or both:
Attire: Usually wears jeans, tight v-neck short sleeve shirts and low Adidas shoes. Often can be seen wearing a varsity jacket of Brewster High. Grade: 14/15- Freshman 15/16: Sophomore 16/17: Junior 17/18: Senior Schedule:
1st: Contemporary US studies 2nd: Algebra II Homeroom 3rd: Chemistry 4th: Art Lunch 5th: Gym 6th: Spanish 7th: English 8th: Varsity Football
Bio: Bradley is a local brought up in a home of two loving parents and an older brother. His mother Melissa works as a nurse at the local health clinic. His father Sean, a local football legend during his high school days who's career was cut short after a back injury, now owns a small hardware store. His abruptly ended career and bitterness that followed made him push Bradley to his limits which put a significant strain on the boy. Brad, unlike his older brother Michael, had shown some of his father's talent did not go to waste which made his old man push him even further, aiming to send his son to the NFL - a personal goal of his from the old days. However, his father's obsession with athleticism rubbed off too strongly on his son who believed it is the only thing he should focus on, making him almost completely disregard his education, averaging at C- in his Sophomore year. His brother, although a douche like his younger sibling, is currently attending college in South Carolina. Bradley's fanatical love for sports and a head injury here and there made him somewhat of a meat head, although he's not a complete imbecile. Though he may not be very interested in schooling he's very familiar with partying, underage drinking and smashing mailboxes while intoxicated. His friends describe him as the kind of guy that is the soul of every party - a loud, funny, sometimes obnoxiously drunk and rude, yet stupidly charming (usually with ulterior and non-chivalrous motives) young man. His best friends are two jocks he grew up with, Matthew Reed and Tyler Burke.
Well, I wasn't planning on making him a bully, anyway. He's going to be a bit rowdy when drunk though. I'm working on the sheet now.
I mean, Jake had the shit beat out of him for a year before moving to NY. Your call, haha.
Jake's going to be reminded of his home often, then
NY I'm assuming because of GM's character But also " Jake took the opportunity to escape the hell that was Minnesota" LOL HEY, I live in Minnesota!!
Ah yea, I saw that. I also googled the school and it brought me to New York so I assume the high school is based on the real deal? By the way, Minnesota's fine, Michigan is where it's at. I have too many bad experiences with people from Michigan to feel comfortable even traveling through it. I got the impression all the net creeps live there
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