Post by >Tyson< on Feb 24, 2008 20:58:50 GMT -5
B A S I C
Name: Tyson Logan
Age: 19
Height: 6'3"
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: White
Birthdate: October 31
Y O U
Class: Low
Intelligence: I am very smart, although I am quiet and
rarely speak it has nothing to do with my mind and the
way I run it.
Talents && Hobbies:
x. cats
x. mcdonalds
x. music
x. crack (sometimes)
x. wood
x. photography
x. cigarettes
Clothing && Accessories:
x. black fingernails
x. dark attire
x. punk/rock look
Tastes:
x. woman
x. silence
F A V O R I T E S
Book: Mystical
Band: Boys Like Girls
Place: With Loved Ones
Color: Blood Red
Food: Home Made Fresh Warm Cookies
Drink: Milkshakes
Activity:
x. playing guitar
x. singing
x. walking around aimlessly
Out on the Town:
x. anywhere in silence
P H Y S I C A L
Eyes: Brown
Complexion:
x. Broad
x. Muscular
X. Tall
Teeth: White
Hair: Black
Posture:
x. alone, slouchy
x. otherwise, strait forward
Most Noticeable:
x. calm look
x. hair
Extra:
Many Tattoos & Scars
M E N T A L
Aspirations: Alone/Be In Love
Flaws: Quiet, Blind, Smoker
Strengths: Kind & Gentle
Fear: Losing Everything He Ends Up Loving
Habits: Starring At The Floor When Walking
Responsibility:
x.cleaning school
x. taking care of widowed mother
x. his cat, D.O.G.
Generosity && Confidence:
x. he is always nice to people
x.respects woman more then anything except mom, he respects mom more
x. he knows he smart and uses it when he can
x. creative
x. he can see in a black hole
Humor:
x. he takes jokes in and laughs at them even when they
aren't funny.
x. himself isn't that funny but he tries
Attitude:
x. quiet
x. not shy
x. creative
x. friendly
x. fighter/lover
x. defensive
B A C K G R O U N D
Mother: Kylie Groomal
Father: Dan Logan
Occupations:
x. mom: senior center, helps older people
x. dad: lawyer
Status:
x. mom: alive; lives in NY
x. dad: dead; most likely in hell
Residence: NY/Hell
H I S T O R Y
Tyson was born blind on October 31, it was a harsh 7 years of his life. His father died when he was 5 and his mother just had a glimpse of difference. He couldn't see and he never did she his father in person. It was just a black tunnel with a voice veering in the other side.
He flunked all his classes and decided not to even try until he could figure out how to succeed at life in general. His mother agreed to his actions.
At age 10 he finally found the sights of black and white. It was new to him and bright as well. He saw his mother and small family. It was a dream come true. Yet only being able to see black and white. It didn't bother him any, he was just glad to see.
He got back into school and quickly learned to read and write without looking so when he was blind he could do it and in vision.
At the age of 12 he lost his vision again but now it wasn't so hard. He could do everything he wanted.
Yet, school still seemed hard so again he dropped out and went into making things with trees and random wood sticks on the ground.
His creativity ran wild and he could make anything from tables to chairs, kids toys to bowls. He had a gift.
At the age of 15 he got his vision back. Still with black and white. He grabbed hold of a guitar he made out if a tree and started to play it. Soon learning the notes. Knowing that if he went blind again he couldn't see the notes on the paper so he worked at having someone else play for him and then he memorized the song after a couple plays.
Rite after the guitar he worked on playing the
piano and drums and then he got half way through the
violin before his eyes shut black on him.
People found his ability for creativity amazing and his defense on the streets. He is well respected but yet a very quiet soul that never really bothered to make friends unless he needed them for his extra eyes.
Never did he plan on dating or finding a girl for himself to call his.
He never though about it. His mother did but never did she want to ruin the streak if learning that Tyson put forth. She wanted him to learn all he could before he had distractions of sex and woman on his mind.
He kept to his work and learned how to do math at the age of 16. Once that was caught up he did what most kids took 7 years to do.... Get up to
HS.
He passed many grades and flew by with flying colors. He now is in Oak and yet still is quiet and creative.
_____
He fell in love with Jasmine Cena. He was crazy for her, yet his relationship with her was hidden from his family.
She was the only one he ever really talked to besides his mom. Some people think he cant talk and is a mute.
They shared a lot of romance.
One day she started to push him away. He didn't know why, maybe it was her brother that hated him dearly.
Which he didn't know is that she was pregnant with his son. He will
never know and if he did he would go back.
Jasmine didn't want Tyson for life so she made him leave plus Tyson was too good to be stabled down with a kid. She knew this and let him go
without giving him something to fight for.
It hurt Tyson a lot that she didn't love him like he thought she did.
S A M P L E P O S T
X
He stared at the beach and then looked over to a noise
that was crowding the silent air. By the sounds of it, a truck?
He sighed and shook his head. Preps and their ways of fun.
His movement shifted from one side of the bar to turn around.
Tyson was now climbing down the Light House side.
Once on the ground he walked through the brush, taking the long way. Either way he would have to pass the gang that was
rite next to his house. A sigh overwhelmed him. He heard and
recognized the voice of a few of them. He never spoke to anyone
so most just though he never could stop. He knew these
kids but never made contact with any of them.
His hands shuffling around in his pockets for his keys to the
house so he wouldn't have to do it rite next to the group.
He walked through a few of the members on the side just
as Kaylee was coming back with her
guy friend. His breathe facing the ground and hair flipping in front
of his eyes.
He knew there was going to be some sweet as remarks on his
social. Not a lot of people knew that he was blind. His eyes never
faded and his always was looking around. Bright or dark lights never seemed to affect him for he could make his way
clearly through both of them.
He needed to get his life going again, he knew it couldn't just
stop or be put on pause for something like this.He needed to
get working on doing what he used to do, create and call his
mother. She was lonely and needed to know that her only
kid hadn't forgotten about her.
Tyson loved his mother, he wasn't a mommas boy but he sure
was a great friend to her even when she drove him nuts. She was sweet and had always been there for him, even when he
didn't want her there.
His body was cold like he was dead of some sort. He was pail
and looked as if he were a serial killer. The sight could be creepy
but Tyson couldn't hurt a soul. Not that he wouldn't stand
up for anyone cause he believes his life is less
valuable then anyone out there. He had nothing to live for,
except D.O.G, that cute little wild fur of fluff.
With a sighed and a flip of his head to find what key his house
owned on this damn key chain. He helped clean the school
after hours so the keys on the key chain consisted of all the doors
and his house and car key, which he never used.
He stood at his door and fiddled with his keys trying to find
that fucking thing. His patients saved him a lot in the long run.
He never a high strung, worried or mad type of person. He kinda
just let things go as they did.
Name: Tyson Logan
Age: 19
Height: 6'3"
Gender: Male
Ethnicity: White
Birthdate: October 31
Y O U
Class: Low
Intelligence: I am very smart, although I am quiet and
rarely speak it has nothing to do with my mind and the
way I run it.
Talents && Hobbies:
x. cats
x. mcdonalds
x. music
x. crack (sometimes)
x. wood
x. photography
x. cigarettes
Clothing && Accessories:
x. black fingernails
x. dark attire
x. punk/rock look
Tastes:
x. woman
x. silence
F A V O R I T E S
Book: Mystical
Band: Boys Like Girls
Place: With Loved Ones
Color: Blood Red
Food: Home Made Fresh Warm Cookies
Drink: Milkshakes
Activity:
x. playing guitar
x. singing
x. walking around aimlessly
Out on the Town:
x. anywhere in silence
P H Y S I C A L
Eyes: Brown
Complexion:
x. Broad
x. Muscular
X. Tall
Teeth: White
Hair: Black
Posture:
x. alone, slouchy
x. otherwise, strait forward
Most Noticeable:
x. calm look
x. hair
Extra:
Many Tattoos & Scars
M E N T A L
Aspirations: Alone/Be In Love
Flaws: Quiet, Blind, Smoker
Strengths: Kind & Gentle
Fear: Losing Everything He Ends Up Loving
Habits: Starring At The Floor When Walking
Responsibility:
x.cleaning school
x. taking care of widowed mother
x. his cat, D.O.G.
Generosity && Confidence:
x. he is always nice to people
x.respects woman more then anything except mom, he respects mom more
x. he knows he smart and uses it when he can
x. creative
x. he can see in a black hole
Humor:
x. he takes jokes in and laughs at them even when they
aren't funny.
x. himself isn't that funny but he tries
Attitude:
x. quiet
x. not shy
x. creative
x. friendly
x. fighter/lover
x. defensive
B A C K G R O U N D
Mother: Kylie Groomal
Father: Dan Logan
Occupations:
x. mom: senior center, helps older people
x. dad: lawyer
Status:
x. mom: alive; lives in NY
x. dad: dead; most likely in hell
Residence: NY/Hell
H I S T O R Y
Tyson was born blind on October 31, it was a harsh 7 years of his life. His father died when he was 5 and his mother just had a glimpse of difference. He couldn't see and he never did she his father in person. It was just a black tunnel with a voice veering in the other side.
He flunked all his classes and decided not to even try until he could figure out how to succeed at life in general. His mother agreed to his actions.
At age 10 he finally found the sights of black and white. It was new to him and bright as well. He saw his mother and small family. It was a dream come true. Yet only being able to see black and white. It didn't bother him any, he was just glad to see.
He got back into school and quickly learned to read and write without looking so when he was blind he could do it and in vision.
At the age of 12 he lost his vision again but now it wasn't so hard. He could do everything he wanted.
Yet, school still seemed hard so again he dropped out and went into making things with trees and random wood sticks on the ground.
His creativity ran wild and he could make anything from tables to chairs, kids toys to bowls. He had a gift.
At the age of 15 he got his vision back. Still with black and white. He grabbed hold of a guitar he made out if a tree and started to play it. Soon learning the notes. Knowing that if he went blind again he couldn't see the notes on the paper so he worked at having someone else play for him and then he memorized the song after a couple plays.
Rite after the guitar he worked on playing the
piano and drums and then he got half way through the
violin before his eyes shut black on him.
People found his ability for creativity amazing and his defense on the streets. He is well respected but yet a very quiet soul that never really bothered to make friends unless he needed them for his extra eyes.
Never did he plan on dating or finding a girl for himself to call his.
He never though about it. His mother did but never did she want to ruin the streak if learning that Tyson put forth. She wanted him to learn all he could before he had distractions of sex and woman on his mind.
He kept to his work and learned how to do math at the age of 16. Once that was caught up he did what most kids took 7 years to do.... Get up to
HS.
He passed many grades and flew by with flying colors. He now is in Oak and yet still is quiet and creative.
_____
He fell in love with Jasmine Cena. He was crazy for her, yet his relationship with her was hidden from his family.
She was the only one he ever really talked to besides his mom. Some people think he cant talk and is a mute.
They shared a lot of romance.
One day she started to push him away. He didn't know why, maybe it was her brother that hated him dearly.
Which he didn't know is that she was pregnant with his son. He will
never know and if he did he would go back.
Jasmine didn't want Tyson for life so she made him leave plus Tyson was too good to be stabled down with a kid. She knew this and let him go
without giving him something to fight for.
It hurt Tyson a lot that she didn't love him like he thought she did.
S A M P L E P O S T
X
He stared at the beach and then looked over to a noise
that was crowding the silent air. By the sounds of it, a truck?
He sighed and shook his head. Preps and their ways of fun.
His movement shifted from one side of the bar to turn around.
Tyson was now climbing down the Light House side.
Once on the ground he walked through the brush, taking the long way. Either way he would have to pass the gang that was
rite next to his house. A sigh overwhelmed him. He heard and
recognized the voice of a few of them. He never spoke to anyone
so most just though he never could stop. He knew these
kids but never made contact with any of them.
His hands shuffling around in his pockets for his keys to the
house so he wouldn't have to do it rite next to the group.
He walked through a few of the members on the side just
as Kaylee was coming back with her
guy friend. His breathe facing the ground and hair flipping in front
of his eyes.
He knew there was going to be some sweet as remarks on his
social. Not a lot of people knew that he was blind. His eyes never
faded and his always was looking around. Bright or dark lights never seemed to affect him for he could make his way
clearly through both of them.
He needed to get his life going again, he knew it couldn't just
stop or be put on pause for something like this.He needed to
get working on doing what he used to do, create and call his
mother. She was lonely and needed to know that her only
kid hadn't forgotten about her.
Tyson loved his mother, he wasn't a mommas boy but he sure
was a great friend to her even when she drove him nuts. She was sweet and had always been there for him, even when he
didn't want her there.
His body was cold like he was dead of some sort. He was pail
and looked as if he were a serial killer. The sight could be creepy
but Tyson couldn't hurt a soul. Not that he wouldn't stand
up for anyone cause he believes his life is less
valuable then anyone out there. He had nothing to live for,
except D.O.G, that cute little wild fur of fluff.
With a sighed and a flip of his head to find what key his house
owned on this damn key chain. He helped clean the school
after hours so the keys on the key chain consisted of all the doors
and his house and car key, which he never used.
He stood at his door and fiddled with his keys trying to find
that fucking thing. His patients saved him a lot in the long run.
He never a high strung, worried or mad type of person. He kinda
just let things go as they did.
