Post by Mark Pendragon on Aug 23, 2006 21:06:26 GMT -5
Other Accounts: Zarek
Name: Mark Bobby Pendragon
Gender: Male (Duh?)
Grade: 10th
Appearance: Mark had dark black, short hair that is usually spiked or buzzed short. Sometimes it is died a dark navey blue, which is hard to differentiate from his natural color. His eyes are a steely grey with green at the edge of his iris's, along with some hazel specks. He's tall for his age, (15, almost 16; he started school late) a towering 5'9, and weighs a little under 130lbs., but he's far from being lanky. Mark has a well built tan body, with a six pack any boy would be proud of, these muscles didn't come from anywhere, he spends alot of time training either in some sport, at the beach or the gym. He is often in the sun, which gives his body the dark tan feature, though he is American. He's got a couple tatoos which are placed in obscure places around his body. One of a wolf on the back of his left shoulder, and japanese lettering on his right wrist, the last has yet to be seen by any one, and Mark refuses to reveal what it is or where in his body it resides. As for style, he wears long baggey jeans with a loose dark blue shirt with the emblem of a surfing brand on the front. He wears a silver watch on his left wrist, a chain around his neck, and an iPod is almost always hooked to his ear. He wears a distinctive cologne that has now become his "scent"; his shoes are black Vans that never ceas to look new. Mark takes pride in his apearance because it makes him look older than he appears, and thus has many older friends.
Personality: Mark has a strange personality. He's easy going and layed back when things are going well, if something goes wrong, the first sign will be his attitude, which changes with his suroundings. Because he's friends with many of the "cliques", he can appear to be different people at times, depending on the crowd. He enjoyes being with people, and loves to get a good laugh from his audience, but will never tolerate someone making fun of him or someone he cares for. Although Mark likes to keep things peaceful, he won't hesitate to use his strength to put someone in their place. He is protective of his female friends in that aspect, and is known to be like a big brother for his playfulness and calm attitude. Because he gets along with almost anyone, he is popular around school, and well liked due to his athletic abilites. The only down side to Mark is when he gets truely angery. He suffers from a mild bi-polar dissorder and if he's angered, not even he can tell what he'll do. In his past, something has happened which lead to the transfer into this school, but he refuses to reveal what it was.
Interests: Mark's an all-star. He plays all sports, but his favorits are soccer, and basketball. He's often at the beach jogging or surfing with his friends. He loves to chill at home with his computer as well, because to the surprise of some, Mark is an intellegent boy who recieves good grades. Another one of his intrests is video games and cars, which is something no man can live without. Of course, girls take the number one spot of all his intrests, but that's needless to mention. Mark likes the ocean, and when he graduates he plans on doing something in the field of Marine Biology.
Role Playing: Mark opened the door to the classroom which was suddenly filled with applause; a large smile formed on his handsome lips and he raised his hands, in motion for them to calm down. But even his teacher was clapping for him, he had won the state championships for their school for the 3d time in a row, and they were going to nationals. He opened his mouth to speak but all that escaped his lips was a loud buzzing noise. Frowning he looked around and opened his mouth again, another buzzing noise.
It took him a full minute to wake up from his dream and he imediately regretted it. It had been too perfect. With a yawn, he tured in his bed and shut off the alarm, not wanting to leave the warm comfort of his sheets, yet found himself stepping out of the dorm regardless. No matter how tiered he'd been from the party the night before, he'd promised himself that he wouldn't miss the morning soccer practice. And so, there he was, dragging his feet to the bathroom while most of the other inhabitants of the Sophomore class dorm were still in dream land. Cursing silently at himself as he stubbed his toe against the door, he turned on the light, squinting his eyes as he searched for his toothbrush.
Picture: In the sig. Oh and Jag, could you edit the I stock photo thing for me? Thanks.
Name: Mark Bobby Pendragon
Gender: Male (Duh?)
Grade: 10th
Appearance: Mark had dark black, short hair that is usually spiked or buzzed short. Sometimes it is died a dark navey blue, which is hard to differentiate from his natural color. His eyes are a steely grey with green at the edge of his iris's, along with some hazel specks. He's tall for his age, (15, almost 16; he started school late) a towering 5'9, and weighs a little under 130lbs., but he's far from being lanky. Mark has a well built tan body, with a six pack any boy would be proud of, these muscles didn't come from anywhere, he spends alot of time training either in some sport, at the beach or the gym. He is often in the sun, which gives his body the dark tan feature, though he is American. He's got a couple tatoos which are placed in obscure places around his body. One of a wolf on the back of his left shoulder, and japanese lettering on his right wrist, the last has yet to be seen by any one, and Mark refuses to reveal what it is or where in his body it resides. As for style, he wears long baggey jeans with a loose dark blue shirt with the emblem of a surfing brand on the front. He wears a silver watch on his left wrist, a chain around his neck, and an iPod is almost always hooked to his ear. He wears a distinctive cologne that has now become his "scent"; his shoes are black Vans that never ceas to look new. Mark takes pride in his apearance because it makes him look older than he appears, and thus has many older friends.
Personality: Mark has a strange personality. He's easy going and layed back when things are going well, if something goes wrong, the first sign will be his attitude, which changes with his suroundings. Because he's friends with many of the "cliques", he can appear to be different people at times, depending on the crowd. He enjoyes being with people, and loves to get a good laugh from his audience, but will never tolerate someone making fun of him or someone he cares for. Although Mark likes to keep things peaceful, he won't hesitate to use his strength to put someone in their place. He is protective of his female friends in that aspect, and is known to be like a big brother for his playfulness and calm attitude. Because he gets along with almost anyone, he is popular around school, and well liked due to his athletic abilites. The only down side to Mark is when he gets truely angery. He suffers from a mild bi-polar dissorder and if he's angered, not even he can tell what he'll do. In his past, something has happened which lead to the transfer into this school, but he refuses to reveal what it was.
Interests: Mark's an all-star. He plays all sports, but his favorits are soccer, and basketball. He's often at the beach jogging or surfing with his friends. He loves to chill at home with his computer as well, because to the surprise of some, Mark is an intellegent boy who recieves good grades. Another one of his intrests is video games and cars, which is something no man can live without. Of course, girls take the number one spot of all his intrests, but that's needless to mention. Mark likes the ocean, and when he graduates he plans on doing something in the field of Marine Biology.
Role Playing: Mark opened the door to the classroom which was suddenly filled with applause; a large smile formed on his handsome lips and he raised his hands, in motion for them to calm down. But even his teacher was clapping for him, he had won the state championships for their school for the 3d time in a row, and they were going to nationals. He opened his mouth to speak but all that escaped his lips was a loud buzzing noise. Frowning he looked around and opened his mouth again, another buzzing noise.
It took him a full minute to wake up from his dream and he imediately regretted it. It had been too perfect. With a yawn, he tured in his bed and shut off the alarm, not wanting to leave the warm comfort of his sheets, yet found himself stepping out of the dorm regardless. No matter how tiered he'd been from the party the night before, he'd promised himself that he wouldn't miss the morning soccer practice. And so, there he was, dragging his feet to the bathroom while most of the other inhabitants of the Sophomore class dorm were still in dream land. Cursing silently at himself as he stubbed his toe against the door, he turned on the light, squinting his eyes as he searched for his toothbrush.
Picture: In the sig. Oh and Jag, could you edit the I stock photo thing for me? Thanks.
I think you will be one of my favorite Sophomores 
Who else could take that possition? ..Wait, are you implying something? 
DOOM