Post by Drake Mathew Arcade on Oct 22, 2009 2:17:00 GMT -8
`you rule the world, you give the word.
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And if DRAKE should fall behind...[/b]
"It's because he was weak and fragile"
` you've got to learn to act like god.[/b][/size][/center]
, age 20.
, rp experience 8 years or so.
, how you found us An ad on another site.
, contacts Email and PM.[/size][/ul]
`just let their suffering slip your mind.
[/b][/size][/center], nicknames Dee, Matt.
, age 24.
, date of birth 17th of May.
, species Werewolf.
, canon ignore.
, face claim Jared Leto.[/size][/ul]
`in which we nod in agreement.
[/b][/size][/center], weight 153 pounds.
, tattoos&piercings No piercings, two tattoos. One on his right shoulder blade of an eagle and the second is on his wrist of a lightning bolt.
, distinguishing features His eyes and hair.
, physical flaws His smile and a scar running from the base of his throat to his naval.
, personal style Lots of black with lots of long coats. He wears eye make-up and nail polish. But of course it’s all black.
, general description
Drake is a medium build with a medium muscle build. He has very pale skin but that is just how he is. He burns really bad is he is in the sun too long. He loathes sunburn! His eyes are a soft blue. They rarely change even in his shifted form they still stay blue, the only this that changes is the shade. When he speaks, it’s only ever a whisper he rarely raises his voice. He is rather tall, but there is always someone who is taller. He isn’t really fussed about his height is not a drama for him. His weight always stays the same even not matter how much he eats it never changes.
His hair is really dark brown naturally but he always keeps it as black as he can get it. It never grows so he is never in need of a haircut. In his whole life he has only ever cut it once and that was to get to the style that it is now. Its short with a long piece of fringe across the right side of his face. Sometimes he manages it so that the fringe is back and not in front of his face, but he hardly ever goes to the much effort. His hands are rough and callused but they always appear to be soft. Drake is always shoving his hands into his pockets and walks with his head down. It’s like he doesn’t want anyone to recognise him .[/size][/ul]
`help me escape from lonely choirs
[/b][/size][/center]+ Casual sex
+ Men and Women
+ Darkness
+ Music
+ Running.
, dislikes
+ Speaking
+ Crying
+ Babies
+ Relationships
+ Pineapple.
, strengths
+ Silence
+ Women
+ Problem Solver
+ Can avoid being seen
+ Fast Runner.
, weaknesses
+ Love
+ Crying
+ Children
+ Cold
+ Sex.
, goals
+ To live his life the way he wants to and not be stopped by anyone
+ To have as much sex as he possibly can before he is taken out.
, fears
+ Love
+ Feet
+ Loud Noises
+ Children
+ Rain.
, secrets
+ He hates the taste of blood
+ Hates is when it rains, it scares him.
, personality
Drake is very quiet, he hardly ever speaks. He doesn’t like to make eye contact and he never smiles. He doesn’t do a very good job at holding a conversation for too long. He loves sex and will have it when he can get it. He prefers to have one night stands and never see the person again but on the off occasion he might stay in contact with his lovers merely for the fact that he can maybe score again. He likes young girls rarely ever sleeps with anyone that appears to be older than him. He also enjoys the company of Faerie men and women. He likes both sexes but prefers women over men.
His not the arguing type if you’re going to yell at him don’t expect retaliation with words. He argues with his fists mostly. He believes it gets it over and done with quicker. Now since he doesn’t talk much he uses the words that he does speak wisely and it usually results in getting into bed with him. He is a smooth talker but it is necessary. He doesn’t cry and has a hard time soon empathy when it comes to someone else crying. It generally just freaks him out and he bails quickly. He has always tried to become a little friendlier but it just doesn’t seem to work out the way he wants it too. He is rather rude. .[/size][/ul]
`cause this is about life.
[/b][/size][/center], father Evan Arcade.
, mother Celine Arcade.
, sibling(s) Brother: Justin arcade.
, pet(s) Henry the Rabbit.
, other family Grandma: Liz Arcade .
, history
Drake was born in Sydney Australia, the beautiful land down under, to Evan and Celine Arcade. He wasn’t the only child in the family, but he was the oldest. His brother Justin came a couple of years after Drake. His mother and father didn’t try for any more children after Justin they had their hands full. Even though they did want a girl they didn’t want to take the risk of having another boy. Handling to was bad enough. In their family they had a history of boys and rarely a girl so they definitely didn’t want to risk another boy after finding that information out. Drake and Justin were best friends.
When Drake was a little boy he used to play hide and seek with Justin and he used to hide that well Justin could never find him after hours and hours of searching Justin would think that Drake had been kidnapped or he had gotten lost. Having these fears in his head he would start to cry calling out his brother’s name. Thus being the cause of Drakes now fear of tears. He hated doing it to his brother but he just found it funny watching him search for Drake for hours. He loved his brother very much but sometimes he was just a little cruel to him, not meaning to be of course.
Soon Drake was twenty and he had been saving his whole life to take a trip over to America. He knew that he could just wait one more year till he was twenty one that making him legally allowed to drink over there but he was just so excited he couldn’t wait another year. It was when he was in America that he noticed changes about himself. He was a Werewolf, a born werewolf. He was a late bloomer and now that he has come to America he has noticed the change in himself. At first he was excited about the whole thing but after a while be became to hate the fact that he was a monster.
Although he hated it he got over it and came to terms with it. He was happy enough never to return to Australia again as he couldn’t bear to tell his parents what he was. He wasn’t even sure if they were werewolves themselves. He was on his own now and nothing was going to change the fact that he was a monster. He stopped talking he stopped caring. A little while later he was informed of his parents passing and that his brother had come to America in search of him. He didn’t want to see his brother he couldn’t bear to tell him what he was.
His brother has no idea where he was, Nevermore is now his home, but it is only a matter of time before he finds Drake and when he does he’ll just have to deal with but until then he was still seducing women and men and still living his life a quietly as he can, excluding the licentious sex he had. He was definitely a skank but he was happy to be. What can he say, he just enjoys it too much.
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` which only hollow voices sing.
[/b][/size][/center], member title The Beast of Nature.
, rules word -admin edit-
, rp sample .
Can I say see Andromeda Rebekka Alakali and Katarzyna May Sorensen’s Profile? Or would you prefer to have me right another one? Let me know much love. [/size][/ul]
` are there giants too, in the dance?
[/b][/size][/center]This application was made exclusively for Nevermore by Maura Lee Bee. Steal it, and I will release the hounds when you least expect it. And they're not cute little puppies either. They are ravenous beasts because I constantly forget to feed them. They bite, by the way. And love flesh. Don't make me release the hounds. O _ O
Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
[/size]Lyrics are from Meg & Dia's "Are There Giants Too, In the Dance?" on their album Here, Here, and Here.
