Post by Christopher Blake on Mar 16, 2008 21:16:00 GMT -5
[What A Wonderful World]
OOC.
What would you like us to call you?:
Linny, or Linette, or Netter
My do the years fly by:
4...ish
Character:
Name:
Christopher Blake
Nicknames:*
Chris
Age:
17
Preference:
Boys
Outside-In
Weight:
102
Height:
5”5
Health Problems:*
Nope
Eyes:
Chris’ eyes are a deep brown colour with small specks of yellow. They’re small and seem guarded; almost scared. His eyes are generally lowered and he rarely makes eye contact with others. When he does, however, one can clearly see a torn soul and pain behind his orbs. He does wear a touch of eyeliner, usually red or blue as well.
Physical Structure:
Chris has a very small lithe frame. He’s somewhat short compared to other boys and has a very feminine frame. Chris is a very thin youth, and his stomach is flat. He’s not very muscular, but he does have those few that show that he is indeed male.
Hair:
Chris’ hair is a dark shade of brown, leaning close to black. It hits just below his ears and is slightly ruffled. When he goes out, however, he makes sure to straighten and pamper his hair. He has a habit of delicately tucking his hair behind his ears when nervous. The advantage of his somewhat long hair is that he can part it any which way he so chooses so as to cover a certain side of his face when necessary.
Clothing:
During the day Chris wears a pair of either light faded blue jeans that are tight fitting, usually from the women’s section. His top usually includes a white dress shirt with a long slightly tight fitting wide necked sweater overtop.
Once night hits and it’s time for the youth to step out his attire changes. His pants are usually a pair of black leather that hang dangerously low and his tops vary from day to day. He usually wears some sort of fishnet top underneath his shirts, and none of his tops meet with the top of his pants, showing his midriff.
Markings:*
Chris sports a small metallic ball in his tongue, two studs in his left ear, and a tatto on his left collar bone. Looks like this <3
Exterior Persona:
On the outside Chris seems quote cheerful. He smiles at everyone, laughs at the right time, and he tends to talk a lot. Most see him as a social butterfly, though, his eyes are always looking anywhere but the person in which he speaks to. He’s a big time flirt and is very outright when it comes to sexual orientation. He has to be with his profession.
pic:
Inside-Out
Inner Persona:
To put it bluntly, Chris is a complete emotional wreck on the inside. He’s continuously questioning himself and blames himself for everything that has happened to him and anyone around him. He hates himself, and everything he does. Bottling all his emotions up, all his anger and hurt always end up coming out. These are the days where he spends his time sitting on his couch curled into a ball in front of the TV with a mug of hot chocolate. Self confidence is non-existent, telling himself over and over again, repeating his father’s words, that he’s worthless and stupid.
Talents:
Seducing men
Shopping (when he has money to do so)
Making hot chocolate
Dancing
Not-so Talents:
Making the right decisions
Reading people
Saying “No”
Fears:
Loneliness
His Father
Getting killed
Drunks
Loves:
Hot chocolate
Clothes
Warm blankets
The sun
Dogs
Animals in general
Music
Dancing
Doing Laundry
Hates:
The rain
The cold
Drunks
Interests:
Reading
Turn ons:
Kindness
Nice eyes (When he looks at them)
Turn offs:
Drunks
Violence
Jerks
Music:
Anything and everything
Dirty little secret
Chris has always wanted to receive flowers
Background.
History:
From an early age Eli knew his family wasn’t “normal”. His parents constantly fought; there was screaming, yelling, cries, and broken trinkets. He’d always loved his mother and had always trusted her. His father drank a lot, and took out his stress from the day or week on July. Chris knew something was wrong. His mom had bruises, she would cry at night, and a few times he found himself in a cheap motel with her when Ron got too upset.
Although life in his home wasn’t filled with rainbows, he had his mom, and felt safe with her. As long as he had her, things would be alright. Of course, things went bad, and things weren’t alright any longer.
When Chris was seven, July moved out. When Chris had gotten home from school what he found was an empty house and his mother’s things gone. With July gone, the atmosphere in the house grew more strained and Ronald began spending more time at the bar and gambling. His new stress reliever became Chris.
Life continued on like this for quite some time, though the intensity of Ron’s attacks grew. He no longer cared what happened to his son, and often kicked him out of the house, accusing him of stealing his alcohol. Chris always made it back in the house however, climbing into his room through the window, Ron’s memory of the night before non-existent.
Finally fed up with the life he led, Chris decided to simply leave. This decision was made quickly when his father crossed the line. A bloody mess, no longer untouched, and kicked out once more 15 year old Chris decided to stay out.
He stayed on the streets a few days before he met a man 5 years older than he. Chris had always been attracted to males, perhaps it was the betrayal of the woman he once adored, or perhaps it was the work of his father. He took of the broken Chris, gave him a room, clothes, and all together cared for him. School was out of the question, so Chris stayed in the apartment, being a good housewife and dropout at 15. Being the naïve boy he was, Chris believed the man loved him. After 6 months with this man, Clinton, the troubles began. Clinton would come home from a night of drinking and would slur vulgarities at Chris. At first, that was all it was; just verbal abuse, and Chris believed he deserved every bit of it, just as he thought all the words his father had said true. This man was repeating the same lines, confirming his beliefs. When Clinton became violent and raised his hand to Chris, the teen believed he had it coming. He must have done something wrong to make his lover upset.
A year or so passed before Chris was sent to the hospital with a broken collar bone. He went back to Clinton, the man apologizing and swearing (once again) that he would never do a thing like that again. When Clinton left the apartment, Chris packed up and left, on his own once more.
Not having a job, Chris had no money and was beginning to feel the hunger and cold he’d felt before when on the streets. It was then that he met his first customer and gave his body up for money. Now, at the age of 17, Chris continues with his services, going out at night and working the streets and clubs.
Family: *
Father – Ronald Blake
Mother – July Blake (location unknown)
Grandparents - Unknown
