Post by Camillo DaVila on Mar 16, 2008 19:50:16 GMT -5
[And Don't it feel GOOD!]
OOC.
What would you like us to call you?:
Linette, Linny, or Netter
My do the years fly by:
4...ish
Character:
Name:
Camillo Sesta DaVila
Nicknames:*
Cammy, Cam
Age:
17
Grade:
11
Classes:*
Semester I
- Physics
- Creative Writing II
- AP Biology
- Drama
Semester II
- Chemistry
- World History
- Visual Arts II
- English Literature
Sports choices:*
Baseball =3
Club Choices:*
Drama
Photography
cliques:
Scene kid
Preference:
Cam swings on both vines
Outside-In
Weight:
Camillo is fairly thin when it comes to weight. He doesn’t try to be so thin, it’s genetic. His father, like himself, had a high metabolism, thus, Camillo has a high metabolism. Food goes in, food goes out…in a slightly different manor -_-‘ His weight ranges between 120 through 125. This boy is a bottomless pit when it comes to food and goodies.
Height:
He’s considered fairly tall. Not to the extreme, of course, but tall all the same. The last time he checked his height was around 5’6. That was back when he was forced to take P.E. He towers over his mother whom is a mere 5’1.
Health Problems:*
Nope
Eyes:
Being the Latino he is, Camillo has dark brown eyes. Though his sister, like his mother, has a strange greenish blue colour. Odd. He in fact, very much likes his eye colour. They be a boring colour, but as many will say, they express his entire being. The shape of his eyes, he got from his mother. Big and almond shaped. Around his eyes, he wears a black eye-liner (sometimes red) with that hint of red (if not already wearing red eye-liner) pink, or purple (depends on his mood) eye shadow which he applies every morning dutifully .
Physical Structure:
Mr. DaVila has never had to run into that silly mishap of being mistaken for a bodybuilder or athlete. No siree. Although he’s no Mr. Universe, he’s not some scrawny twig either. He has a fairly slim waist and has been teased (jokingly of course) that if he were to have fake boobs and no, well, you know then he could easily be mistaken for a girl (if he grew his hair out more of course).
Hair:
Camillo’s favourite canvas. His hair is a natural black. Not fake black, but real, slightly lighter black. Every morning, he has his usually routine of styling his hair. Straightening out his long bangs, he spikes up the back with his ever so precious gel. His hair is currently plain black but he plans on dying it with pretty colours as soon as he gets enough cash.
Clothing:
Cammy owns about enough jeans for every day in two weeks. They are all, of course, girl jeans. They fit him nicely (and tightly) though not too tight. His belt loops are usually found to be holding a black, pink, or green pyramid belt, though he also has a rainbow belt that he wears more than enough that is made of a thick sort of material. Along with his lovely jeans he has a collection of shirts. Most of them show off his favourite old time classic bands, some have newer hits. His favourite though is a Pokemon shirt he found recently. They are all, of course, tight fitting as well. His feet ft snugly into a pair of classic vans that have seen better days (seriously).
Markings:*
Cammy has a lip ring, though it's a stud and is off to the side.
Exterior Persona:
Confident. One simple word. Camillo flaunts his stuff, and is, by all means, full of himself. Though, unlike some of the other scene kids, he’s not as picky about whom he talks to. Sure, there are those whom he’d prefer to simply stay away from, but most people, he’ll gladly have a few words with. He is, in fact, a social butterfly. One look and many words come to mind: Pretty, loud, random, fashionable (to some), confident, self absorbed, weird, etc. He doesn’t have a set group of friends he hangs out with. Cammy just seems to float around, and is, as far as he knows, known by most of the school population. At least in his grade, that is. It’s pretty difficult to miss him.
pic:
Inside-Out
Inner Persona:
On the outside, Camillo is over confident, social, and good to get along with. On the inside, well, there isn’t much difference. He’s just as confident (you can’t fake confidence. You need to be it) though sometimes he does falter. Just like any other teen, he has his problems. Comments thrown his way don’t go unnoticed. He feels the pain, and throws it right back. His emotions are openly shown, whtheer it be anger, sadness, depression, happiness, giddiness, jealousy, or any other emotion that may come his way.
Talents:
Photography. One of his many passions, Camillo likes to think he’s skilled in this department. YOU can almost always catch him snapping a picture of something. Drawing is another fairly good skill of his. He’s not he best, nor does he pride himself in this aspect. It’s simply something he enjoys to do to pass the time.
Not-so Talents:
Math. The feared subject. Camillo shudders at the very thought of numbers and algebraic equations. He can’t sing to save his life, though he does it often enough to have people cringing three halls away from him (he tends to sing out loud when listening to music).
Fears:
Birds. All shapes and sizes. Especially geese. They are birds from hell. Spiders are a biggie on his list too. He screams like a little girl when left in the same room as one. Someone usually needs to come and ‘rescue’ him from the evil thing and squish it for him.
Loves:
CSI reruns, Loreal shampoo, thriller movies, baseball, the movie 'Mambo Italiano'
Hates:
Split ends, the way his sister leaves her "feminine hygiene products" out in the open, dogs
Interests:
Welll...as said, photography, science (he can be scary in the chemistry lab), music, and acting.
Turn ons:
Humour
Personality (a good one)
Turn offs:
Self conciousness
Coldness (attitude)
Music:
Ima Robot, The Unicorns, Electric Six
Dirty Little Secret: He likes CSI: Miami almost as much as the original. Also enjoys listening to 80s music. His favourite 80s song and one that he sings often in the shower goes something like: “We are strong, no one can tell us we’re wrong, searching our hearts for so long…” . Unfortunately, all the Spanish music played by his parents at home has stuck and now is frequently popping into his head.
Background.
History:
---Camillo Sesta DaVila. Born December 28---
Once upon a time a man was very much in love with a woman. They decided to get married, and one night they were so very much in love with each that they, well, eventually what was produced was a little boy given the Camillo Sesta DaVila.
The Davila’s were by no means a very rich family. Mr. DaVila came from Argentina with his parents to find a better life and potential for his future son in North America. He and his parents started a life, bringing in money, and finding a house. A few months later Mrs. DaVila arrived with her still young son in this new country.
---Skipping ahead a few years---
Young Camillo comes into contact with his first ever bird. A goose walking near the edge of the park pound. The strange noise attracted Camillo and he curiously made his way to the bird. Being the naïve child he was, Camillo experienced his first ever trip to the emergency room. Three words stuck in his mind. Birds. Are. Evil.
His parents decided that he was too young to start school with the rest of the kids born in the same year as him, so, they had him wait an extra year to begin kindergarten.
---Age 12---
Tia Josephina comes for a visit. She brings along her pooch Rion. Camillo learns that dogs are not what they appear. They are the incarnation of little devils ready to tear you apart. Camillo’s second trip to the emergency room.
---Age 13---
Music becomes an interest to Camillo. He does research, finds more background information. His appearance begins to slowly change from here. Younger sister seems to hit puberty. Not a lovely topic.
---Age 14---
First year of high school. Amazingly, Camillo fits in well. He’s quickly sorted into his stereotype and pushed along. Confidence builds as the years progress. Ye she is gorgeous. And he knows it. Becomes introduced to his first camera in art class and falls in love. Drama class isn’t bad either.
---Present---
Still confident. Talks about himself often. Family still hasn’t done overly well in the social ladder, but hey, they’re doing ok. He’s now in grade 11, and loving it to the max. Parents still madly in love with each other and supporting his choice of style with thumbs up (weird, I know) younger sister still being her bitchy self. Still in the same old high school, still close to flunking math.
Family: *
Mother – Carolina Maria DaVila (Argentinean)
Father – Rodriguez Alejandro DaVila (Half Italian, half Argentinean)
Sister – Anna Conchita DaVila
