Post by Alfred F. Jones on Sept 19, 2010 21:15:56 GMT -6
Basics
Name: Alfred F. Jones
Nicknames: #1 Hero, Al, git - from an anonymous guy with thick eyebrows - , and
American (I don’t know why, since there’s a lot of Americans in America right?)
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Date of Birth: July 1st
Year: Junior all the way!
Hometown: Manhattan, NYC
Sexual Orientation: I have no preference. I just follow the LOVE! *killed for corniness*
Appearance
Height: 5’8’’
Weight: 15 lbs (n-no, it can’t be true right? I-it must be the clothes, yes… the clothes…)
Build: I have awesome, rock-hard abs, and muscles on my arms! Hahaha, like the hulk! *grins* A normal-looking teen that has some muscles here and there
Hair: Short, blonde hair
Eyes: Blue
Unique Features: On his hair he has one unruly cowlick.
Personality
Likes: Hamburgers, Marvel superheroes, poking fun of the English accent, glow-in the dark cake, whales, and his brother Mattie.
Dislikes: Communists, Cubans, Russians *cough cough Ivan cough cough*, and people that ridicules him for still not reading the atmosphere (damnit, I STILL can’t find that book!), and not being noticed as the hero.
Fears: Zombie Apocalypse (H-hey, you never know if it can happen. Watch the music video for Thriller. I-It’s SCARYYYY!!), and not being able to be a hero.
Personality:
Alfred is a rambunctious teen that loves to squeeze his nose into any problem, even when he’s not needed. Whenever he sees that someone needs help, he flies there without thinking of the consequences. Despite his brazen attitude, he is quite charismatic.
Background
Family:
Alfred was born a single child in the heart of Manhattan [I’m keeping Alfred a single child for now, but once a Canada shows up, I’ll discuss with them if they want to be brothers and all that jazz].
Both of his parents were, um, ‘interesting’ people. His father successfully worked in the Wall Street business, easily manipulating his way through deals and transactions despite the bleak recession period. His mother was a fashion designer, fixing and remodeling from the houses of the rich and famous to a small restaurant in the outskirts of SoHo. Behind closed doors, however, they act quite differently. Alfred’s mother is infamously known for deep-frying everything (rice, noodles, etc) except for hamburgers. His father is a hard-on gamer, owning the latest video games and beating his son in everything.
History:
At a young age, Alfred was always interested in superheroes. He would delve in comic books illustrating Superman saving his Louis Lane, or Spiderman weaving through the city to look for his Mary Jane. He had looked up to these heroes of the city, and wished that he too, had powers like them too. Knowing that he was a regular human being, he then decided to find other ways to help people. So in the weekends, he would walk around the streets of Manhattan, looking for confused tourists in order to help them.
Alfred still didn’t know what to do as a profession later, that is until the infamous 9/11. Sitting comfortably on his living room after the school suspiciously let them out early, he turned on the tv and saw to his horror the two twin towers fall. At the same day, he had lost his uncle, which worked in one of the twin towers. The next day, ignoring his parent’s protests, Alfred ran immediately toward the twin towers. It was there that he had decided to become a fireman. Seeing them working hard on finding any lost people in the rubble, and later on finding out that many firemen’s lives were lost after trying to save people’s lives in the Towers, he looked up to them. These men, they were the real-life heroes. After studying hard (despite the occasional slip-ups), he was finally accepted in a top school, the Academy for Unique Individuals.
The Student
Talent or Unique Ability: Alfred Jones has the uncanny ability to swallow 3 hamburgers, while drinking a smoothie. He is also pretty strong.
Best Subject/Class: Gym, and naturally US History
Worst Subject/Class: Pre-Calc/Trig (not true, I can write Hello on my graphing calculator!)
Classes Enrolled In: Pre-Calc/Trig, Chemistry, AP US History, and English.
Clubs/Activities Joined: The Baseball, Football, and Basketball teams! (If it’s not allowed to do 3 sports clubs, please tell)
Roleplay Sample
Oh, crap. Oh holy, mother of hamburgers … Sky-blue eyes darted left and right, squinting at the sheet placed on his desk.
What the hell should I write? It can’t be that, right? THAT number! He looked back at his graphing calculator, the list of numbers that he got after doing the computations. It can’t be. I-if I put it in, I’m sure the teacher would kill me... but then again, it IS quite funny. Pff-
“Alfred, there is no talking during a test. And please refrain from saying any… words of profanity in a place of learning.” His left arm that was unconsciously shaking stopped abruptly, as his eyes widened. Slowly Alfred looked up and saw the teacher, Ms. Lonagen, seating behind the front desk and glaring daggers right at him. Damn, she looks like a female Satan with that smile.
“I heard that, Jones.” Oh, well crap.
Alfred leaned back on his chair as he let out a soft whine. “Sorry, teacher. It’s just that, well, I’m having this MAJOR, HUMONGOUS, BIGGER-THAN-A-ZOMBIE-APOCALYPSE-PROBLEM here!”
At that point, the American was waving his arms wildly, his stubborn cowlick jumping and dancing around playfully on his head as well. A few snickers and giggles spread throughout the classroom as the ‘class clown’ started his usual act.
Still keeping a clipped smile, Ms. Lonagen asked, “What’s the problem then, Jones?”
“Eh, well… um…” he scratched his head thoughtfully, “How should I say it…” Grabbing the calculator, he brought it up for the teacher to see what was said in the screen. “I was doing the computations for question 8, and what I got was 513,003.”
“Yes, and?”
Alfred blinked. Wait; is it possible that she didn’t know? He bit his bottom lip, as he let his
glasses fall ever so slightly down his nose. Ah, might as well say it. You learn something new every day, right?
“Well, Ms. Lonagen, if you turn the screen backwards, you can read it as ‘boobies’. I’m not sure if this is the right answer for this questi…” Before he could finish his sentence, the whole class erupted with laughter. Some were leaning back, their smiles wide and eyes closed. Others were banging on the desks hard, as they tried to keep their giggling down.
“Huh? Did I say something wrong? Hey, I’m trying to ask a legit question here!” This only mysteriously brought the class to laugh harder. Sky blue eyes now darted across the classroom.
“H-hey Ms. Lonagen, what the heck did I say to make them like t-“
“GO TO THE DEAN, NOW!”
“WHAAAAAA-? WHY SHOULD I-” Flipping his attention toward the front of the room he saw Ms. Lonagen, red as a tomato. Her hands were balled into trembling fists, her mouth prated slightly to show clenched teeth.
Glaring straight at the American, she muttered in a low voice, “Leave. Now.”
Oh shoot. There goes his chance for heading to the arcade later.
The Player
Name:
Kathleen Andrada
Age/Birthday:
16, and August 1st
Timezone:
Eastern (NYC)
Contanct Info:
Lammaramma24@hotmail.com
Anything Else:
I am a fan of Franada, and I’m really flexible with any pairing for America. I do see Matthew and Alfred more as brothers than a couple. I’m a bit ehh for het with America though… but other than that, a-ok!
Have you read and agreed to the rules:
Haha! Who needs the rules when you’re a HERO! *stars and fireworks shoot out in the background*
[OOC: it’s black]
