Post by Arturo DeLaRosa on Apr 12, 2010 8:38:03 GMT -6
open your eyes and meet your enemies. They who insist on the inhumane torture of ridiculously long charrie apps!![/size]
THIS IS IT, THIS IS YOUR WAKE UP CALL[/font][/size]
Arturo DeLaRosa[/size][/b][/color]
" TALL DARK AND HANDSOME "[/size][/color]
the thought, i bet, of life after death[/size]
IT HASN'T OCCURRED YOU COULD BE WRONG[/font][/size]
FULL NAME: Arturo J. DeLaRossa
NICKNAMES: AJ, Artie, Art, R2, (Diego)
AGE: 17
BIRTHDATE: Nov, 16 1992
SEXUALITY: Hetero
ETHNICITY: Spaniard, English, Greek
HEALTH: Normal
WHAT ARE YOU: Cyborg
JOB: Auto Mechanic (Performance, Domestic)
let's make the best of a bad situation[/size]
A SECOND GUESS COULD MAKE A MESS OF YOUR LIFE[/font][/size]
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 170
EYES: Green
HAIR: Black
PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS: Bar code at the base of the skull\Neck 2007, (first digit is country code. for UK its 2. USA 0? Just an idea. Let me know and I'll change.) Double bow and arrow on right arm
OTHER: N/A
STYLE: Although not a religious fanatic, he was raised roman catholic and always displays the cross his sister gave him in memory of her. He wears Gothic clothes to discourage people from looking too closely or questioning his actions.
PLAY BY:Anime
you'll be kicking yourself in the end[/size]
FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS DIE ALONE[/font][/size]
LIKES:
Chinese food
Reading
Fast Cars
Tools
Life
DISLIKES:
Those who fear what they don't understand.
Diet Soda
Cheap Chinese auto parts.
Rude people
Left Lane Dicks (Move the (*&^ over, will ya!)
STRENGTHS:
His older sister Alexis
Fact that he's a Cyborg
Advanced Technical know-how. Can fix almost anything. (including cybernetic components)
Visionary
WEAKNESSES:
Enclosed spaces (claustrophobic)
Innocents
His sister Alexis
Unknown data stored in his matrix
HABITS:
Taking stuff apart and modifying for no apparent reason.
Blurting out quotes from popular films.
PET PEEVES:
Those who you trust and love who betray.
Bullies
Bad cooking
FEARS:
Rejection
Small spaces
A slow ride.
DREAMS:
Going home to a family who will accept him
Winning the war against those who would destroy him and those like him.
MORALS:
Art is upbeat and outgoing. He's not one who would shy away from a challenge, although not stupid enough to throw it all away just cause someone tells him he cannot do it. He despises those who prey on the weak. He holds true to his ideals and high standards and expect common courtesy from others. He is proud of what he is.
when push comes to shove, give your all[/size]
I WON'T HOLD BACK TO PUSH YOU THROUGH[/font][/size]
FATHER: Ricardo A. DeLaRosa, 40, Auto Mechanic, Deceased.
MOTHER: Alexandra E. Parthenopaeus-DeLaRosa. 39. FBI.
SIBLINGS: Alexis N. DeLaRosa. 17. Unknown. Sister
PETS: None
OTHER: N/A
HISTORY: Blah Blah Blah.... what?.. Fine. I'll spell it out for ya:
Arturo was the male half of Twins born to Ricardo & Alexandra DeLaRosa in Ipswitch England. Art's father, a self taught mechanical whiz in the automotive field is a master mechanic with ASE and Aerospace degrees. Born in Spain, he met his wife Alexandra Parthenopaeus while on vacation in London England. Alexandra is a British citizen who was also on vacation in her native country. She is currently a CIA agent with the united states government with no permanent address for she travels all over the continental United States and abroad.
Art's life forever changed at age 15 when he was crushed under a hot rod he and his father were building together when the hydraulic engine hoist the vehicles new big block Chevy engine was lifting lost pressure and the engine landed on Art who was on a creeper under the car and could not escape. His parents made the decision to have him entered into the cyborg program when faced with his imminent death. An easy task for the well connected CIA operative to arrange.
A year later Art's father, tears in his eyes and very visibly shaken and upset, pulled him aside and told him that he'd just discovered that his mother had arranged for the "accident" to have occurred to him. Art ran away then, and has been on the run since. His father disappeared without a trace, and his mother has made it clear that he is to be recovered or destroyed for somewhere within him are classified military files which he has no idea how to access.
He misses his soul mate & sister Alexis and wishes he could make contact with her.
Arturo is currently on the lamb. He is sympathetic to the cyborg cause and while not actively waging war, will support those who are when he can.
there’s no i in team, but there is a me[/size]
BE AGGRESSIVE, BE BE AGGRESSIVE[/font][/size]
NAME: Sunny
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE: years: a few, months: Many, whatever: yes.
TIME ZONE: Eastern US.
RP SAMPLE: Art finished dialing the all too familiar number. He let our a held breath as the phone stopped ringing and someone picked up at the other end. "Hello?" the voice asked. Art's knuckles went white as his hands tightened over the receiver. "what now?.. how do I even... what if she got to her already?" he thought to himself. "Hello?..." The soft voice at the other end asked again. Art grit his teeth. He wanted so badly to talk to his sister. If anyone would accept him for what he was, it was her. But could he risk implicating her? Would mother alienate her if she helped him?. "Arturo?... is that you?" The voice asked in a hushed voice. Art's eyes widened. He was about to speak when.. "Arturo?.. If its you, Run!! the phone is tapped!. They'll be there... <sounds of a struggle. Heated conversation in the background.> No, Mother. this is wrong!.. Run, Arturo!!!" Art lets the phone slip out of his hand as he leaved the pay-phone and runs away. A tear slips down his cheek. At least his sister Alexis is on his side.[/center]
THIS IS IT, THIS IS YOUR WAKE UP CALL[/font][/size]
Arturo DeLaRosa[/size][/b][/color]
" TALL DARK AND HANDSOME "[/size][/color]
the thought, i bet, of life after death[/size]
IT HASN'T OCCURRED YOU COULD BE WRONG[/font][/size]
FULL NAME: Arturo J. DeLaRossa
NICKNAMES: AJ, Artie, Art, R2, (Diego)
AGE: 17
BIRTHDATE: Nov, 16 1992
SEXUALITY: Hetero
ETHNICITY: Spaniard, English, Greek
HEALTH: Normal
WHAT ARE YOU: Cyborg
JOB: Auto Mechanic (Performance, Domestic)
let's make the best of a bad situation[/size]
A SECOND GUESS COULD MAKE A MESS OF YOUR LIFE[/font][/size]
HEIGHT: 6'
WEIGHT: 170
EYES: Green
HAIR: Black
PIERCINGS OR TATTOOS: Bar code at the base of the skull\Neck 2007, (first digit is country code. for UK its 2. USA 0? Just an idea. Let me know and I'll change.) Double bow and arrow on right arm
OTHER: N/A
STYLE: Although not a religious fanatic, he was raised roman catholic and always displays the cross his sister gave him in memory of her. He wears Gothic clothes to discourage people from looking too closely or questioning his actions.
PLAY BY:Anime
you'll be kicking yourself in the end[/size]
FRIENDS DON'T LET FRIENDS DIE ALONE[/font][/size]
LIKES:
Chinese food
Reading
Fast Cars
Tools
Life
DISLIKES:
Those who fear what they don't understand.
Diet Soda
Cheap Chinese auto parts.
Rude people
Left Lane Dicks (Move the (*&^ over, will ya!)
STRENGTHS:
His older sister Alexis
Fact that he's a Cyborg
Advanced Technical know-how. Can fix almost anything. (including cybernetic components)
Visionary
WEAKNESSES:
Enclosed spaces (claustrophobic)
Innocents
His sister Alexis
Unknown data stored in his matrix
HABITS:
Taking stuff apart and modifying for no apparent reason.
Blurting out quotes from popular films.
PET PEEVES:
Those who you trust and love who betray.
Bullies
Bad cooking
FEARS:
Rejection
Small spaces
A slow ride.
DREAMS:
Going home to a family who will accept him
Winning the war against those who would destroy him and those like him.
MORALS:
Art is upbeat and outgoing. He's not one who would shy away from a challenge, although not stupid enough to throw it all away just cause someone tells him he cannot do it. He despises those who prey on the weak. He holds true to his ideals and high standards and expect common courtesy from others. He is proud of what he is.
when push comes to shove, give your all[/size]
I WON'T HOLD BACK TO PUSH YOU THROUGH[/font][/size]
FATHER: Ricardo A. DeLaRosa, 40, Auto Mechanic, Deceased.
MOTHER: Alexandra E. Parthenopaeus-DeLaRosa. 39. FBI.
SIBLINGS: Alexis N. DeLaRosa. 17. Unknown. Sister
PETS: None
OTHER: N/A
HISTORY: Blah Blah Blah.... what?.. Fine. I'll spell it out for ya:
Arturo was the male half of Twins born to Ricardo & Alexandra DeLaRosa in Ipswitch England. Art's father, a self taught mechanical whiz in the automotive field is a master mechanic with ASE and Aerospace degrees. Born in Spain, he met his wife Alexandra Parthenopaeus while on vacation in London England. Alexandra is a British citizen who was also on vacation in her native country. She is currently a CIA agent with the united states government with no permanent address for she travels all over the continental United States and abroad.
Art's life forever changed at age 15 when he was crushed under a hot rod he and his father were building together when the hydraulic engine hoist the vehicles new big block Chevy engine was lifting lost pressure and the engine landed on Art who was on a creeper under the car and could not escape. His parents made the decision to have him entered into the cyborg program when faced with his imminent death. An easy task for the well connected CIA operative to arrange.
A year later Art's father, tears in his eyes and very visibly shaken and upset, pulled him aside and told him that he'd just discovered that his mother had arranged for the "accident" to have occurred to him. Art ran away then, and has been on the run since. His father disappeared without a trace, and his mother has made it clear that he is to be recovered or destroyed for somewhere within him are classified military files which he has no idea how to access.
He misses his soul mate & sister Alexis and wishes he could make contact with her.
Arturo is currently on the lamb. He is sympathetic to the cyborg cause and while not actively waging war, will support those who are when he can.
there’s no i in team, but there is a me[/size]
BE AGGRESSIVE, BE BE AGGRESSIVE[/font][/size]
NAME: Sunny
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE: years: a few, months: Many, whatever: yes.
TIME ZONE: Eastern US.
RP SAMPLE: Art finished dialing the all too familiar number. He let our a held breath as the phone stopped ringing and someone picked up at the other end. "Hello?" the voice asked. Art's knuckles went white as his hands tightened over the receiver. "what now?.. how do I even... what if she got to her already?" he thought to himself. "Hello?..." The soft voice at the other end asked again. Art grit his teeth. He wanted so badly to talk to his sister. If anyone would accept him for what he was, it was her. But could he risk implicating her? Would mother alienate her if she helped him?. "Arturo?... is that you?" The voice asked in a hushed voice. Art's eyes widened. He was about to speak when.. "Arturo?.. If its you, Run!! the phone is tapped!. They'll be there... <sounds of a struggle. Heated conversation in the background.> No, Mother. this is wrong!.. Run, Arturo!!!" Art lets the phone slip out of his hand as he leaved the pay-phone and runs away. A tear slips down his cheek. At least his sister Alexis is on his side.[/center]
welcome aboard~!