Post by Cuyler Hudd Zeeby on Mar 22, 2008 11:29:12 GMT -5
OOC.
What would you like us to call you?: milly
My do the years fly by: 4-5
Character:
Name:Cuyler Hudd Zeeby
Nicknames:*Cuy, C.Z, Zeeb, Zebra and Mozzy (Mozzy, because his hair is like the same colour as mozzarella cheese! That and...he's a lactose lol)
Age: 17
Grade:11
Classes:*
-English III
-Geometry
- Physical Education III
-French III
- World History
- Dramatic Art III
- Visual Art III
-spare
Sports choices:*
-Boy’s Basketball
-Boy’s Soccer
-Track
-Tennis
Club Choices:* The Purple Light
cliques:
drama, Wannabe Skateboarders
Preference: he goes for both
Outside-In
Weight: 148
Height: 5'7"
Health Problems:*lactose Intolerant
Eyes:
Cuyler’s eyes are often said to be very mischievous. But they have a certain innocence to them. They are a beautiful sky blue.
Physical Structure:
He is really muscular, being very good at sports. He has yet to obtain himself a full six-pack, but is working hard on it. He loves Phys Ed. Not only is it any easy class, but it gives him an opportunity to shine. So long as nobody far better at sports than he comes along.
Hair:
He has light, light blonde hair. It’s so blonde it’s almost white. It is naturally straight. He usually styles it in a somewhat "emo" way, slightly covering his right eye.
Clothing:
He wears average clothing. He has no desire to wear anything fancy. “I don’t care how I look, so long as I’m comfortable.” He says. But his casual wear would include; a T-shirt with semi baggy jeans. Usually he wears white and black skater shoes.
Markings:* --
Exterior Persona:
Exteriorly Cuyler is a fun-loving, happy-go-lucky, hyper-active-ish guy. When he’s around his friends his self confidence sky rockets and he is able to do many things without worrying about getting embarrassed, so long as he’s having fun! Cuyler is well known for his randomosity, well..by those who know him anyways
picture:
Inside-Out
Inner Persona:
He is of course still your typical, optimistic guy. But when he isn't around friends he does become slightly more quiet. He can be very easily hurt and can't stand to see the ones he loves hurt. But he always tries to keep things on the positive side. But for those who know him well, know that behind that smile is a heart full of sadness.
Talents:
some sports-preferably basketball, tennis and soccer. He usually makes friends really well. He's great at keeping a tense scene calm...heh..usually. It always depends on the people. A great improviser.
Not-so Talents:
English. He hates reading. They would have to strap him down and let the leeches eat away at him before he dared read a book. The main thing is that he can't read well.
Fears:
bathrooms, toilets, sewers, darkness, thunderstorms, heavy clouds, tight spaces, girls, shadows, cemeteries, closet doors, long hallways, the closet under the stairs, pianos(you never know when one might drop down on your head!)
Loves:
Sunny days, ice cream, pie, ice cream pie, the exhilarating feeling you get from playing sports. He enjoys dancing-though it's not real dancing. He just busts a move out of nowhere for the heck of it! Although he doesn't like /real/ art he enjoys abstract art.
Hates:
reading, writing, dairy
Interests:
Soccer, basketball, dramatic arts, video games, anime shows, music. He plays guitar..and sometimes sings.
Turn ons:
Fun-loving people like him!
kind hearted
People who bother to pay him attention, whether it's positive or negative attention.
Turn offs:
Snobs
people who NEVER talk (he would try to start a conversation with them..but if they brush him away...well he'll still bug them. HA)
Music:
Anything and everything.
BUT he prefers Dance/Disco/techno music.
Background.
History:
Cuyler had an average childhood. He had loving parents and they even had a dog. They were well off. His mother was a stay-at-home-mom while his father worked while they were gone at school. Cuyler was never really a shy child and a quick learner too. The only thing he didn't learn so well was how to read. You could say he's dyslexic, but he's not. He just has no interest in reading. He could do it if he wanted. But there is no desire for it.
One day when his mother was driving home from the grocery store a drunk driver nearly crashed into her. Of course, she had to swerve a great deal to get out of the way, and by the time she realized where she was it was already too late.
Both his mother and the drunk man died. It was so bad that her coffin was kept closed at the funeral. He's suffered greatly about this, but keeps it all bottled up inside him, pretending to be happy.
Also, to make matters worse for him, their dog Marf...she died as well. She refused to eat when she realized her 'mother' wasn't coming back.
Family: *
Father::: Chris Zeeby