Post by yuuRay// on Mar 8, 2008 22:09:37 GMT -5
[Greenwood//Flo]
Full Name: Phillip John Greenwood
Nicknames: He's known as Flo. He only gets called Phillip by his mother when he's getting yelled at.
Age: 17
Gender: Male
PB: Some gorgeous model.
DOB: 8.19.91
Hometown:
Appearance: Wispy dark hair covers lovely brown eyes. They're an unusual light walnut of a color, compared to his dark brown hair. A soft smile cascades over light skin, under no make-up or eyeliner. He's no stand out, that's for sure. Standing at 5"6', he holds around 132 lb.
Flo carries a slim, wiry figure, with slightly muscled upper-arms and legs. He seems a little on the skinny side, and looks to have the body of a dancer; as gay as that sounds. Flo is indeed strait. But he is okay with his body and how he looks; he doesn't bash on himself in the least.
Clothing is a different issue. Flo loves his clothes. He will usually be founds something in a magazine; vintage or outspoken. Yesterday, for example, he'd thrown on a pale yellow The Fall of Troy band t-shirt, with an old, navy vest he'd found rummaging through his grandfather's closet. Sleeveless, this gave him room for colored sweatbands and bracelets. Simple dark skinny jeans and hand-me-down converse adorned his lower half. That was yesterday.
He prefers the near-emo look, but admits he isn't one in the least. Striped shirts, skinny jeans, overcoats. Have fun, Flo.
Personality: Approaching him as a stranger isn't what you may think. You don't approach him. Flo approaches you. With a funny comment or a sweet-talking gesture, the boy may just start talking to you unconsiously. He likes smiling, and meeting new people. He would prefer to sarcastically addressing someone randomly and see the outcome.
Doing that has made a few his enemies; just because he could be annoying. But this boy has a sweet side. Addressing someone bravely out in the open has made him quite popular with the ladies. He has a charm for them, and usually will just flirt to have someone fall for him. Not that he would fall in return, he can't find himself truly fond of someone as to think about them all day. No sir, Flo needs convincing. So fire it up, ladies.
It's not unusual to see Flo sitting alone in the park, or humming to himself alone. He enjoys being alone from time to time, believe it or not. The boy has a quiet side, especially when it comes to music, or lyrics, or poetry. Something in that ballpark. He can be amused by nearly anything, especially if it makes noise or can retain a beat. Playing guitar and bass, plus violin keeps him extremely preoccupied.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hobbies: [look above for more] Flo loves his guitar; a flaming red electric with a white pick-guard and a smashed-up fretboard. It's a starter; the first one he's got. That's just his favorite. since it was his first. He usually plays on his light-blue electric. The fretboard is amazingly decorated, with intricate vines and flowers.
He loves flirting; and girls. He loves going to the beach; and running alone that water's edge with just a pair of jeans on. Can't help it; he was basically raised there.
History: Flo had a very normal history. Born in the country-side of California, he lived outdoors. AS a small child he'd love playing 'warriors' in the backyard with older brother Joel. They had a huge yard; spanning over four acres. Plenty to mow, when the time came. So the boys would find sticks, long ones preferably and pretend to be magicians and sword-fighters. The neighbor kids usually joined in, running around and thwacking each other playfully with the sticks. That was a fun time for him. It wouldn't be the only though.
Starting grade-school was difficult for the boy, he was usually teased for no reason and was found crying in a corner of the kindergarten classroom. The young boy found hope when he was being driven to school, and passed a beautiful horse barn. He ran there after school was over, and became sure-fire friends with a teenage girl that rode. He got to ride in front of her from time to time, when she wasn't racing barrels or weaving poles. Her name was Elizabeth, and as soon as he told his parents about her, she was his new baby-sitter. Almost ironic that she became his only friend at the time.
Time passed from tiny kindergartener to a third-grader, when his family of now five moved to Hawaii. His older brother Joel was now in sixth grade, and he had a new baby sister named Domino. He was dreadfully in love with the new red-head he had as an infant sister. Her first word was Flo, which is held in his memory. He soon grew homesick of the big backyard and neighbor kids that he played with so often. He especially missed Elizabeth. The teenager had apparently soon forgotten him as soon as he moved to Honolulu.
Flo grew into Hawaii, meeting new friends. But he grew to miss the horses and Elizabeth more. The fact that he was now in eighth grade tore him apart from his horses and his Elizabeth. He made friends. He flirted. He caught up with caring for his baby sister Domino. Elizabeth slowly vanished. And now you see Junior boy Flo.
Flaws: Approaching you can do one or two things to his image: Turn you on or annoy the shit out of you. Usually it's the first, but a major flaw of his is that point exactly. He sometimes shows off and thinks too highly of himself, which is a real turn-off if he overdoes it. Which happens enough.
Secrets: No one actually knows he plays violin except for close friends. His parents make him take lessons, which is rather pitiful since he plays guitar and bass. Flo also is a virgin. In California, at seventeen, that would have meant something. But he's, in a way, proud of himself. Only having a few girlfriends in his life, which is odd since he's such a flirt.
ooc; sorry about the 'icons' and pictures. I had to put them together myself, because he doesn't have icons. =D
Full Name: Phillip John Greenwood
Nicknames: He's known as Flo. He only gets called Phillip by his mother when he's getting yelled at.
Age: 17
Gender: Male
PB: Some gorgeous model.
DOB: 8.19.91
Hometown:
Appearance: Wispy dark hair covers lovely brown eyes. They're an unusual light walnut of a color, compared to his dark brown hair. A soft smile cascades over light skin, under no make-up or eyeliner. He's no stand out, that's for sure. Standing at 5"6', he holds around 132 lb.
Flo carries a slim, wiry figure, with slightly muscled upper-arms and legs. He seems a little on the skinny side, and looks to have the body of a dancer; as gay as that sounds. Flo is indeed strait. But he is okay with his body and how he looks; he doesn't bash on himself in the least.
Clothing is a different issue. Flo loves his clothes. He will usually be founds something in a magazine; vintage or outspoken. Yesterday, for example, he'd thrown on a pale yellow The Fall of Troy band t-shirt, with an old, navy vest he'd found rummaging through his grandfather's closet. Sleeveless, this gave him room for colored sweatbands and bracelets. Simple dark skinny jeans and hand-me-down converse adorned his lower half. That was yesterday.
He prefers the near-emo look, but admits he isn't one in the least. Striped shirts, skinny jeans, overcoats. Have fun, Flo.
Personality: Approaching him as a stranger isn't what you may think. You don't approach him. Flo approaches you. With a funny comment or a sweet-talking gesture, the boy may just start talking to you unconsiously. He likes smiling, and meeting new people. He would prefer to sarcastically addressing someone randomly and see the outcome.
Doing that has made a few his enemies; just because he could be annoying. But this boy has a sweet side. Addressing someone bravely out in the open has made him quite popular with the ladies. He has a charm for them, and usually will just flirt to have someone fall for him. Not that he would fall in return, he can't find himself truly fond of someone as to think about them all day. No sir, Flo needs convincing. So fire it up, ladies.
It's not unusual to see Flo sitting alone in the park, or humming to himself alone. He enjoys being alone from time to time, believe it or not. The boy has a quiet side, especially when it comes to music, or lyrics, or poetry. Something in that ballpark. He can be amused by nearly anything, especially if it makes noise or can retain a beat. Playing guitar and bass, plus violin keeps him extremely preoccupied.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Hobbies: [look above for more] Flo loves his guitar; a flaming red electric with a white pick-guard and a smashed-up fretboard. It's a starter; the first one he's got. That's just his favorite. since it was his first. He usually plays on his light-blue electric. The fretboard is amazingly decorated, with intricate vines and flowers.
He loves flirting; and girls. He loves going to the beach; and running alone that water's edge with just a pair of jeans on. Can't help it; he was basically raised there.
History: Flo had a very normal history. Born in the country-side of California, he lived outdoors. AS a small child he'd love playing 'warriors' in the backyard with older brother Joel. They had a huge yard; spanning over four acres. Plenty to mow, when the time came. So the boys would find sticks, long ones preferably and pretend to be magicians and sword-fighters. The neighbor kids usually joined in, running around and thwacking each other playfully with the sticks. That was a fun time for him. It wouldn't be the only though.
Starting grade-school was difficult for the boy, he was usually teased for no reason and was found crying in a corner of the kindergarten classroom. The young boy found hope when he was being driven to school, and passed a beautiful horse barn. He ran there after school was over, and became sure-fire friends with a teenage girl that rode. He got to ride in front of her from time to time, when she wasn't racing barrels or weaving poles. Her name was Elizabeth, and as soon as he told his parents about her, she was his new baby-sitter. Almost ironic that she became his only friend at the time.
Time passed from tiny kindergartener to a third-grader, when his family of now five moved to Hawaii. His older brother Joel was now in sixth grade, and he had a new baby sister named Domino. He was dreadfully in love with the new red-head he had as an infant sister. Her first word was Flo, which is held in his memory. He soon grew homesick of the big backyard and neighbor kids that he played with so often. He especially missed Elizabeth. The teenager had apparently soon forgotten him as soon as he moved to Honolulu.
Flo grew into Hawaii, meeting new friends. But he grew to miss the horses and Elizabeth more. The fact that he was now in eighth grade tore him apart from his horses and his Elizabeth. He made friends. He flirted. He caught up with caring for his baby sister Domino. Elizabeth slowly vanished. And now you see Junior boy Flo.
Flaws: Approaching you can do one or two things to his image: Turn you on or annoy the shit out of you. Usually it's the first, but a major flaw of his is that point exactly. He sometimes shows off and thinks too highly of himself, which is a real turn-off if he overdoes it. Which happens enough.
Secrets: No one actually knows he plays violin except for close friends. His parents make him take lessons, which is rather pitiful since he plays guitar and bass. Flo also is a virgin. In California, at seventeen, that would have meant something. But he's, in a way, proud of himself. Only having a few girlfriends in his life, which is odd since he's such a flirt.
ooc; sorry about the 'icons' and pictures. I had to put them together myself, because he doesn't have icons. =D
