Post by paul jason tick on Aug 12, 2011 22:27:18 GMT -5
If I'm a bad person, you don't like me
Well, I guess I'll make my own way
PAUL JASON TICK
Well, I guess I'll make my own way
PAUL JASON TICK
He tries so hard to be perfect for them, but that seems to end...[/center][/i]
It's a circle, a mean cycle
I can't excite you anymore
[/color][/size][/center]I can't excite you anymore
Name: Ann
Age: yaya we been through this.
Rping experience: yup lots
Rping level: moderate to high
How did you find us: yeah long story
Where's your gavel, your jury, what's my offense this time?
You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me, well sentence me to another life
[/size][/color][/size]You're not a judge but if you're gonna judge me, well sentence me to another life
Full Name: Paul Jason Tick, Likes to go by Jason.
Nickname(s): Paul, PJ, Jason, Jas
Age: six to the teen. 16.
Birthday: June 14th
Status: Single
Sexuality: Straight
Time spent at Horizon: 6 weeks of pure hell.
Canon or Original: Canon
Group: student
Grade: 11th, eleventh
Horizon Group: Ridgerunners
Why are you here: Tried to off himself in the bathroom at his public school over a what he felt was a failing grade. (brought a gun to school and the school felt it would be a good idea for him to go to Horizon)
Don't wanna hear your sad songs, don't wanna feel your pain
When you swear it's all my fault cause you know we're not the same
[/color][/size][/center]When you swear it's all my fault cause you know we're not the same
Hair color: Brown
Eye color: Brown
Height: 5'6'
Weight: Average
Build: Some Muscles.
Tattoos and/or piercings: none
Style: jeans, school uniforms. anything that looks tacky for the most part and out of style. He tends to wear it. He doesn't confirm to the rules to well.
Play By: Jesse Eisenberg
The friends who stuck together, we wrote our names in blood
But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
[/color][/size][/center]But I guess you can't accept that the change is good
Likes [5+]:
- books
- studying
- writing
- reading
- school work
- grades (A+ only)
- arithmetic
- knowledge
- anything to do with school.
- perfection
- honor roll
- deans list
- desks
Dislikes [5+]:
- failing
- disappointing someone
- hiding his fears
- admitting he needs help
- talking to someone
- outdoors
- parties
- not having a childhood.
Fears [1+]:
- that the perfection he is striving for will kill him
- that he will do the same thing to his kids
Strengths [3+]:
- school
- science
- getting good grades
- swimming.
Weaknesses [3+]:
- His parents
- His parents will for him
- Speaking up to protect himself.
Secrets [1+]:
- Doesn't want to admit that his parents made him how he is.
- Almost killed himself with a gun over a grade.
- Feels like he might try to do something while at Horizon.
Overall personality [at least 2 paragraphs; each 6+ sent.]: [are you sugar, spice, or not so nice]
Tick Tock, TICK TOCK, What do you know that make's those sounds? A clock, one that goes around in circles doing the same thing all the time. That's what Paul felt like he life was doing. Over and over and over again. Well even clocks break every once in a while. His life was a ticking time bomb, there we go. Much better a bomb, Paul was like a bomb set to go off. He was always held back in life by his own parents. Who seemed to be pushing the poor boy off to perfection. The way he spoke had to be perfect, he had to look good, follow the role, he didn't have a life and he didn't have a childhood. His childhood was filled with misery.
So what happens when you push your only son a bit to far? He tries to kill himself with a gun. He would have ended his life if someone hadn't interrupted him. What lies beneath the pain of this boy, is someone who is scared, scared to admit that he needed help or needs help. He is scared to admit that his parents caused him to be frightening, how he longs to finish his childhood from the start. How he longs to have a friend whom he can count on. As of right now he feels that isn't a possibility. So he hides behind wall after wall, hoping that someone will take the time to help him.
You treat me just like another stranger
Well it's nice to meet you sir
[/color][/size][/center]Well it's nice to meet you sir
Birthplace: Las Vegas, Nevada
Hometown: Parktown, Nevada (no its not real)
Heritage: 100% American
Mother: Daina Tick
Father: Neal Tick
Sibling(s): none
Other important family members: none
Pet(s): none
History [at least 2 paragraphs; 5+ sentences each]:
Las Vegas, Nevada, nine months after being conceived a bouncing brown haired little baby boy is born on June 14th. He was eleven inches, 6 ounces. He was born at 12:01am. He was the very first birth on that day at that time ever. His birth was entered into the guineas book of world records. It was then that they knew that there son was going to be special. That he was going to be just like them in every single way possible.
Daina and Neal Tick, were from strict homes, and strict families. The two of them had been raised military and hated every minute of it. Punishments were neat and weird. They had running miles everyday if they were naughty, to standing on there tippytoes, it was horrible growing up in the house. So they figured that they would rule with an iron thumb as well. Consequences included.
Once there son was old enough to attend school he was in it. At three they forced him to go everyday of his life. He was in school, his parents spent very limited time with him. They would punish him if his grade was lower then an A+, they would give him a pat on the back if he kept it up there. He didn't get much growing up in the terms of spoiling, or over spoiling. He had everything he needed, clean clothes, food, place to sleep. He had toys, but most of them were educational. He didn't really have a real childhood. One would think that would have gotten to him, but it hadn't.
Paul's parents were one of those who demanded perfection when it came to school. They expected him to grow up fast like they had, they expected him to be successful in everything they said and do. He soon realized just how much it would get to him. He didn't skip a grade, but he was smart enough to. He was taking Advanced Placement classes and it was expected that he did well.
So one day when he was in his AP Psychology Class, he got a test score lower then what was considered right. He had a failing grade, the first of his life. He couldn't bring himself to tell his parents, so when the pressure finally got to him, he knew what he had to do. When he got home he avoided his parents. He took a gun to school intending to do it there. He had written a note as well, but couldn't blame his death on anyone. He was about to pull the trigger after putting the gun into his mouth, he was intent on doing it. However a kid who was going to the bathroom saw him, stopped him and got help from the counselor.
It was determined a week later, besides his parents agreement that he would be sent to Horizon, in hopes that they can make him well. Now he has to figure out a more creative way to end his life...
I guess I'll go
I best be on my way out
[/color][/size][/center]I best be on my way out
Rp sample [may be from other site; must meet posting requirements]: maybe some other time.
Password: I'm just going to say ADMIN EDIT cause you know I read the rules.
Ignorance is your new best friend
Ignorance is your new best friend
[/color][/size][/center]Ignorance is your new best friend