Post by ||David|Rabbit|Audrey|Hana|| on Nov 11, 2005 19:10:05 GMT -5
Name- David Khrushchev (pronouned Hru-Shoaf)
Nickname(s)- "Gunna"
Age- 25
Gender- Male
Personality- He's not quiet--in fact, he's got one of the biggest mouths that he knows of. He trash-talks a lot, just to get on peoples' nerves, especially those of friends. But then, he's also got a darker side--one that comes from a lifetime of darkness, depression.
History- David grew up in Russia, with only his mother--his father had hightailed it when he found out he was to have a child. His mother beat David, simply because he existed--even when David did everythnig she told him to. Then, when David was sixteen, he ran away from home, to and went to the one place he could think of to get away from his mother--the US. He joined the Marines when he turned seventeen. When he was twenty, and while on a "preserve the peace" mission in southeastern Australia, David met a nurse. They'd fallen in love instantly, and planned to get married as soon as the war--there'd been a small war going on in Australia at that time, which is why David was even there--was over. But then, about three months into the mission, David and the nurse--whose name was Miranda--found out that she was to have David's child. David did not want her near the war, for fear of her losing the baby--so he decided to fly her to safety. He watched the plane as it flew away. Later that day, as he watched the News, David almost wanted to end his own life right then and there--there was a story about a plane--the exact same one Miranda had been on--that had collided with a fighter jet, and crashed into the ocean. ..David was overcome with grief. He met another young lady while on a short leave. But she was a Police Officer--one who took one too many risks--and died before he had the chance to tell her how he truly felt (he'd pretended to pseudo-hate her.) It seemed as though everyone he got too close to died. His tour of duty ended just yesterday. He moved here.
Status- Single
Children- ...It died. >_>
Siblings- Nada
Pets- A cat named Snuggles, who hates him.
Languages Spoken- English, Russian
Orientation- Straight
Race/Ethnicity- Russian
Medical- Slightly alcoholic, but could stop if he really wanted to.
Description- He's six feet, five inches tall, with short black spikey hair, and dark, thoughtful green eyes, often with a sad look in them. He's very muscular, and weighs a solid one-hundred-ninety pounds. His soft facial features often show sadness, sometimes concern for those around him.
One word to describe- Burnstabkill. <--That counts as one word.
Lyrics to describe- You might think I'm happy, but I'm not gunna be okay..
Character Pic- Sig.
Celeb Name- Nada. A random soldier I found on Google.
Quote on pic- "I can't remember how, I can't remember why..I'm lying here tonight....So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered and I can't explain what happened and I can't erase the things that I've done, no I can't, how could this happen to me, I've made my mistakes, got nowhere to run, the night goes on as I'm fading away, I'm sick of this life, I just wanna scream, how could this happen to me?"
Residence- Flat
Residence Description- David's rarely-lived-in apartment is clean, with eveythnig neatly stacked, piled, etc. He always keep the door to the patio--which comes out of his kitchen--closed. The kitchen has icky green tiles, and just about the entire apartment is green. Even the blankets on his bed are green. The TV has dust and such all over it, because he next to never watches anything.
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Nickname(s)- "Gunna"
Age- 25
Gender- Male
Personality- He's not quiet--in fact, he's got one of the biggest mouths that he knows of. He trash-talks a lot, just to get on peoples' nerves, especially those of friends. But then, he's also got a darker side--one that comes from a lifetime of darkness, depression.
History- David grew up in Russia, with only his mother--his father had hightailed it when he found out he was to have a child. His mother beat David, simply because he existed--even when David did everythnig she told him to. Then, when David was sixteen, he ran away from home, to and went to the one place he could think of to get away from his mother--the US. He joined the Marines when he turned seventeen. When he was twenty, and while on a "preserve the peace" mission in southeastern Australia, David met a nurse. They'd fallen in love instantly, and planned to get married as soon as the war--there'd been a small war going on in Australia at that time, which is why David was even there--was over. But then, about three months into the mission, David and the nurse--whose name was Miranda--found out that she was to have David's child. David did not want her near the war, for fear of her losing the baby--so he decided to fly her to safety. He watched the plane as it flew away. Later that day, as he watched the News, David almost wanted to end his own life right then and there--there was a story about a plane--the exact same one Miranda had been on--that had collided with a fighter jet, and crashed into the ocean. ..David was overcome with grief. He met another young lady while on a short leave. But she was a Police Officer--one who took one too many risks--and died before he had the chance to tell her how he truly felt (he'd pretended to pseudo-hate her.) It seemed as though everyone he got too close to died. His tour of duty ended just yesterday. He moved here.
Status- Single
Children- ...It died. >_>
Siblings- Nada
Pets- A cat named Snuggles, who hates him.
Languages Spoken- English, Russian
Orientation- Straight
Race/Ethnicity- Russian
Medical- Slightly alcoholic, but could stop if he really wanted to.
Description- He's six feet, five inches tall, with short black spikey hair, and dark, thoughtful green eyes, often with a sad look in them. He's very muscular, and weighs a solid one-hundred-ninety pounds. His soft facial features often show sadness, sometimes concern for those around him.
One word to describe- Burnstabkill. <--That counts as one word.
Lyrics to describe- You might think I'm happy, but I'm not gunna be okay..
Character Pic- Sig.
Celeb Name- Nada. A random soldier I found on Google.
Quote on pic- "I can't remember how, I can't remember why..I'm lying here tonight....So I try to hold onto a time when nothing mattered and I can't explain what happened and I can't erase the things that I've done, no I can't, how could this happen to me, I've made my mistakes, got nowhere to run, the night goes on as I'm fading away, I'm sick of this life, I just wanna scream, how could this happen to me?"
Residence- Flat
Residence Description- David's rarely-lived-in apartment is clean, with eveythnig neatly stacked, piled, etc. He always keep the door to the patio--which comes out of his kitchen--closed. The kitchen has icky green tiles, and just about the entire apartment is green. Even the blankets on his bed are green. The TV has dust and such all over it, because he next to never watches anything.
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