Post by xavier gray woods on Mar 3, 2009 18:32:04 GMT -5
XAVIER GRAY WOODS
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"I shoulda known better
than to cheat a friend and
waste the chance that I been
given. So I'm never gonna dance
again the way I did with you."[/center]
I'D STAY THE HAND OF GOD
[/color]BUT THE WAR IS ON YOUR LIPS[/font][/center]
BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES
[/color]EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED[/font][/center]
NAME MEANING: None really..
NICKNAMES:Gray, X, Whatever comes to mind
SEX:Male
AGE:25
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
ETHNICITY:American
MEMBER GROUP:None?
CANON OR ORIGINAL:Original[/color][/font][/ul]
THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT
[/color]AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION[/font][/center]
HAIR: Black, Soft, Usually short.
EYES: Greenish blue.
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 6ft. 3in. 190lbs (all muscle)
BODY TYPE: Muscular
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:
Xavier is normally noticed for his impressive height. He towers over most people at 6'3". He doesn't know where he gets it from. Everyone in his family, that he knows of, is short. Added on to his heaight, dudes a muscle head. He's lifting weights when he isn't partying, being a band member, or other things. He stays in good shape though. He runs alot and works out like a mad man. He watches what he eats too, normally. He is very, very easy to spot due to his general body structure. His towering height and physical fitness. His tattoos are also something that sets him apart. His body is covered in ink and he wouldn't have it any other way.
His eyes are the thing you'll notice when you get close to him. Icy blue with pure green and a dusting of gold thrown into it. His eyes seem to glow. When he gets really upset they shift to a more blue color, but when he's happy they seem to shift to a more golden green. His eyes can seem very cold at times, but normally they are happy, or seemingly happy, and inviting. His lip ring and earrings also set him apart. He's always wearing them, no matter where he's going. [/color][/font][/ul]
TRICK WITH A DOUBLE TONGUE
[/color]BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME[/font][/center]
His motorcycle
His car
His Band
Singing
Girls
Sex
Drawing
Racing
Fighting
DISLIKES:
Stuck up girls
Rude people
People who drive really slow
Chocolate
Rejection
People messing with his sister
dick heads
Rejection
Hot weather
Painting
STRENGTHS:
Brave
phsyically strong
persuasive
smart
quick//physically and mentally
WEAKNESSES:
stubborn
Untrusting
a cute smile
alcohol
drugs
HABITS/QUIRKS:
drugs
drinking
sings to himself a bit too loud for just himself XD
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Xavier is the type of guy who builds walls between him and the world. He has a extremely tough outter shell. He parties, and he seems to be the happiest guy, but it's all a front. He gets into trouble a lot at parties, but he's really a good guy. He just had a bad example growing up. He tries to get over that, but it's very difficult. He's a tough guy on the outside, the only one who's seen his real insides is his sister Haven. He tells her everything. He drinks alot and he does almost every type of drug you can imagine. He's not an addict or anything, just does them occasionally.
He's a sweet heart deep down. He has so much love to give, but it seems he can't find the right person to give it to. He likes to flirt alot and yes, he's know for having alot of sex with diferent women, but that's because he likes sex. He thinks he may be addicted, but who knows. For his fans, Xavier's a nice guy, talks to them, whatever. He doesn't use his fame to get things either, he doesn't usuall bring it up. He's a bit depressed. He hides it extremely well usually, but sometimes he can't. He hates people feeling bad for him and he'd rather be alone than around people who'll feel pity for him. Most of the time he'll go out in the woods and write songs or something when he is depressed.
He's a flirt. He is good at it to, or he likes to think he is anyway. He flirts without meaning to usually. It just comes out. He has a very charming air about him, but he doesn't know how he does it. He has a violent temper and he loves to fight rather than talk it out, unless your a girl of course, he won;t beat a girl. Ever. Overall though, he's a seemingly happy guy, but he;s got alot of walls between him and you and not many people ever see what's hiding behind those walls. He's looking for something in life, but he can't find it. He wants to find a girl to love, but then again he wants to stay single. He's so confused and it's kind of hindering him. [/color][/font][/ul]
LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE
[/color]MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS[/font][/center]
SIBLINGS: Haven Marie Woods//21//aspiring model//living
OTHER FAMILY: N/A
PETS: A red and white Husky named Kailey Cost
OVERALL HISTORY:
Xavier was born in New York city to two lusting teens. They were 15 and high when he was concieved. They some how managed to stay together all this time. Xavier rarely stayed with his parents and often stayed with their grandparents. Xavier lived this way almost all his life. His parents weren't great parents as time went on either. They argued and his dad hit his mom a lot. Xavier tried to stay with his great grandmother as much as possible, but his parents stopped that when they got their own place. Then Xavier was forced to go to Amsterdam with thme just so they could have his sister. Once Haven was born Xavier had a reason to stay home as much as possible. Haven needed to be protected. Xavier made it his priority to protect the babe. He never left her alone with his parents. As Haven grew older things got worse. Xavier had gotten angry with his father so much and they fought. He beat Xavier and Xavier often hit back. His dad would try to hit Haven and Xavier would get in his way. He was 15 when this was happening. His dad only hit Haven once and Xavier made sure he was always around her after that.
Xavier turned 17 and got a lip ring and gauged his ears. He got his first tattoo then too. Finally, when Xavier was old enough he moved out, but he came back so often to check on Haven. He hated leaveing her, but he had to. He had no social life until Haven got out at age 16. He finally cut himself off from his parents completely.He moved to Atlanta t opursue a musical careeer. He talked to his grandma and Haven eventually came to live with him. He liked being able to keep an eye on her and it gave him someone to talk to. They told each other everything and Xavier promised her that anything she needed she could ask him for.
When Xavier moved to Atlanta he arrived with a bang. He instantly threw himself into the party scene. He earned a reputation as a man whore and a drinker. The first party he went to he did coke and drank. The next few he was caught doin the deed. His party animal lifestyle eventually slowed though, when Haven came to live with him he knew he had to slow down a little. He still partied and girls often came home with him. Haven eventually went to parties with him. guys would hit on her and he's get nervous, but he let her live her life. Xavier only went off on her once when he caught her and a guy doing things in her room. That's when Haven moved out and Xavier felt kinda bad, but he got over it soon, so did she. Now when he isn't touring he parties, non stop.
Xavier had no socail life this whole time. He'd been too worried about Haven and his own mental health. All this time Xavier had been devoting his spare time to his music. He was a great guitarist and vocalist. Eventually he started playing at clubs and bars and one night a big music producer agent type thing was there and they told him that they'd make him famous, they did. He signed with them and now he's a lead guitarist and vocalist for his band. He'd hoped for this for a long time and now he had it. Fame, fortune, girls, drugs, a nice bike and beautiful car. He couldn't be happier and Haven lives near him so that's a good thing. He [/color][/font][/ul]
WON'T CRY FOR MY SOLITUDE
[/color]LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU[/font][/center]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
Bass pelted out of her speakers as rain fell onto her
windshield. Her windshield wipers were jolting left
and right rapidly. She drove on. She had left the beach
due to the sudden downpour. She began to sing softly to
the song that floated out of her speakers. Her voice
faltered here and there. This morning was definitely
awful. Thankfully, her mood lifted. She had laid on
the beach for about 3 hours just laying there, listening
to the waves. She fell asleep a few times. Her skin was
tanned. That was a definite plus. She sighed and felt a
weight lift from her chest. Her icy eyes glanced around
rapidly. She had trouble keeping her focus on these days.
hite knuckles where a result of the nerves acting up in her.
She was gripping the wheel so hard it hurt. I seriously
gotta pull over somewhere before i wreck. She looked
round for a place to go.
The only place that stood out to her was a small coffee
shop. She turned her car into the turn lane. No signals
no nothing she didn't care. She just wanted to stop and
get something warm to drink. It always helped her. She
spotted a parking place. Carefully she parked her car in
the middle of the space. One thing Lily was proud of was
her driving and her car. She had a black 2008 shelby
cobra mustang. She took better care of it than she did
herself. She loved it more than most people she knew.
This probably wasn't healthy, but she didn't care.
She sighed and grabbed her hoodie. She pulled it over
her head and put the hood over her hair. She opened
the door and stepped out into the rain. Her purse was in
the passenger seat. She reached over and got it. She
locked her door and the car made a quick beep. As she
walked up to the door she fixed her mini skirt. She was
wearing a hot pink tank top under her hoodie. It was
chilly though so the hoodie would stay on for now.
The door flew open and along with it the thick smell
of coffee poured out. Chocolatey almost, but more
bitter. She stepped inside and pushed the hood off her
head. She flipped her chocolate hair out of her hoodie.
She quietly made her way to the counter. She crossed
her arms and looked at the menu. All she really wanted
was a little bit of hot chocolate. She stood in line and
waited. Her head tilted slightly to the left. She glanced
around trying to see how crowded it was. A few seats
were occupied, but she would have a place to sit. Finally
it was her turn. The guy behind the counter was
actually pretty cute. Her tired lips flickered into a
smile revealing several white teeth. Her eyes met his
as she spoke. "Hello. Can I have a medium hot
chocolate please? Thanks." She held his gaze
perhaps a moment too long. He was smirking at her.
He was a few good inches taller than her. She stood
and waited for her drink. Once it was ready she picked
it up and walked over to a tall table and sat at the stool.
She sipped her drink and pulled it away instantly. She
muttered a curse and sat her cup down. Her tongue was
scortched, but it was okay. Sighed and rested her elbows
on top of the table. She rested her chin on her hands and
waited for her drink to cool a little.
windshield. Her windshield wipers were jolting left
and right rapidly. She drove on. She had left the beach
due to the sudden downpour. She began to sing softly to
the song that floated out of her speakers. Her voice
faltered here and there. This morning was definitely
awful. Thankfully, her mood lifted. She had laid on
the beach for about 3 hours just laying there, listening
to the waves. She fell asleep a few times. Her skin was
tanned. That was a definite plus. She sighed and felt a
weight lift from her chest. Her icy eyes glanced around
rapidly. She had trouble keeping her focus on these days.
hite knuckles where a result of the nerves acting up in her.
She was gripping the wheel so hard it hurt. I seriously
gotta pull over somewhere before i wreck. She looked
round for a place to go.
The only place that stood out to her was a small coffee
shop. She turned her car into the turn lane. No signals
no nothing she didn't care. She just wanted to stop and
get something warm to drink. It always helped her. She
spotted a parking place. Carefully she parked her car in
the middle of the space. One thing Lily was proud of was
her driving and her car. She had a black 2008 shelby
cobra mustang. She took better care of it than she did
herself. She loved it more than most people she knew.
This probably wasn't healthy, but she didn't care.
She sighed and grabbed her hoodie. She pulled it over
her head and put the hood over her hair. She opened
the door and stepped out into the rain. Her purse was in
the passenger seat. She reached over and got it. She
locked her door and the car made a quick beep. As she
walked up to the door she fixed her mini skirt. She was
wearing a hot pink tank top under her hoodie. It was
chilly though so the hoodie would stay on for now.
The door flew open and along with it the thick smell
of coffee poured out. Chocolatey almost, but more
bitter. She stepped inside and pushed the hood off her
head. She flipped her chocolate hair out of her hoodie.
She quietly made her way to the counter. She crossed
her arms and looked at the menu. All she really wanted
was a little bit of hot chocolate. She stood in line and
waited. Her head tilted slightly to the left. She glanced
around trying to see how crowded it was. A few seats
were occupied, but she would have a place to sit. Finally
it was her turn. The guy behind the counter was
actually pretty cute. Her tired lips flickered into a
smile revealing several white teeth. Her eyes met his
as she spoke. "Hello. Can I have a medium hot
chocolate please? Thanks." She held his gaze
perhaps a moment too long. He was smirking at her.
He was a few good inches taller than her. She stood
and waited for her drink. Once it was ready she picked
it up and walked over to a tall table and sat at the stool.
She sipped her drink and pulled it away instantly. She
muttered a curse and sat her cup down. Her tongue was
scortched, but it was okay. Sighed and rested her elbows
on top of the table. She rested her chin on her hands and
waited for her drink to cool a little.
CELEBRATE NO VICTORIES
[/color]AND MY PROMISES ARE SAND[/font]
THIS HURR APPLICATION WAS CREATED BY FOR THE WINCHESTER ! OF CAUTION. THE TITLES ARE LYRICS FROM THE SONG 'MAYBE TOMORROW IS A BETTER DAY' BY THE FAHMAZING BAND CALLED POETS OF THE FALL. THIS CODE WANTS TO BE USED, BUT DON'T ABUSE IT. BASICALLY, YOU CAN CHANGE THE COLOURS, BUT DON'T EFF WITH IT ANY MORE THAN THAT AND DON'T TAKE THIS CREDIT OFF![/center]
