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'No one can tell your story so tell it yourself. No one can write your story so write it yourself.'
General Information
Full Name: Austin Jacob Anderson
Title: N/A
Monikers: AJ, Anders
Birthdate: June 15th, 1993
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Occupation: Free lance ghost writer, also works in retail
Social Class: Lower/Blue collar/A step above flat out poverty
Orientation: Pansexual
Physical Information
Apparent Age: People usually place him between 25 and 27
Voice: A little high, borderline feminine but not quite, lilting
Overall Attractiveness: Fairly average looking. He knows how to dress to axcentuate his good points.
Eye Color: Brown
Glasses or Contacts: Glasses
Hair Color: Light brown
Hairstyle: Short, swept back, purposely mused to look just the right level of messy.
Weight: 153lbs/74kg
Height: 5'6"/170cm
Skin Tone: Milk bottle pale, baby
Dominant Feature: His tattoos. He has two full sleeves, chest and back pieces as well as some on his neck.
Persona
Favorites:
Color: Yellow, Green, and Blue
Music: Indie
Literature: Fiction, fantasy, anything with dragons
Expression: Sometimes, Life just bites you in the ass and laughs
Curse: Shit
Mode of Transportation: Walks or takes the bus
Radio: Bluefort Morning Show
Habits:
Drinking: Not as much as he used to but probably still too much
Smoking: Yes to everything
Mannerisms: Taps his fingers and looks down when thinking. Will hum if he gets really into what he is typing or cooking
Optimist or Pessimist? Tries to be optimistic, isn't going so well
Introvert or Extrovert? Introvert
Logical or Emotional? Likes to think he is a good blend of both but is more emotional
Business or Pleasure? Pleasure but is very professional when dealing with actual work related issues
Confident? About average
Animal Lover? Yes, he'd adopted a shelter if he could
Greatest Strength: Extremely creative and compassionate. Will fight anything for what he believes in, even a bear
Greatest Weakness: Can lose sight of things when he gets passionate, and tends to lose motivation quickly
Priority: Be happier
Philosophy: It's okay to be sad, and it's okay to be mad. It's okay to fight for what you believe in, and it's okay to hate the life you were born into. It's not okay to tear someone down for these reasons. Be happy, be heard, and do the best you can.
Pressure Point: People prying into his past and needles freak him out
Is this obvious? A bit. He tends to get a bit snappy when he feels like someone is purposely trying to get information out of him.
Most comfortable when: Petting a dog, writing, cooking
Least comfortable when: Someone is in his personal space
Religion: Agnostic
Background
Familial Relations:
Mother: Carolyn Anderson, 43
Relations with: He loves her very much but does not talk to her often. Occasionally, he will receive an email or a message on his answering machine from her.
Father: Jacob Anderson, 53
Relations with: His father does not speak to him at all.
Brother(s): N/A
Relations with:
Sister(s): Kelly Anderson, 22
Relations with: Talks to her frequently on the phone and texts her almost daily. The two of them are very close.
Spouse: None
Relations with: N/A
Hometown: Winchester, Virginia
Type of childhood: His mother married out of love, not wealth. They never had a lot of money, living below the poverty line for most of his life. When he was fifteen, he juggled working a full time job and going to school to help pay the bills. It wasn't until the passing of both of his mother's parents that they came into money. The earlier part of his childhood, though poor, was rich with adventure and friends. He grew up in a trailer park and spent his days climbing trees and racing through the yards of neighbors. It wasn't the best but it was what is was.
First Memory: His mother carrying him on her hip, singing while she dancing around the kitchen with him.
Education: Public school, community college drop out.
Brief biography: Although he doesn't like to talk about it, Austin spent his earlier teenage years bullied and tormented for a multitude of reasons. He contributes a lot of his decisions later in life to this. At the young age of ten, he discovered pot and the wonderful effects that come with it. From there, he fell into the wrong type of crowd. It wasn't until he was almost twenty that he began to pull himself together. As hard as he tried, it was only four years later that he realized the only way to become better was to leave. Bluefort seemed like a sign from the gods he didn't believe in, and so he spent the money he had saved up to pay for the last two years of college on buying a place in Bluefort. He was apprehensive at first, unsure about the decision, but after only two months, he is happy so far here.
General Information
Full Name: Austin Jacob Anderson
Title: N/A
Monikers: AJ, Anders
Birthdate: June 15th, 1993
Age: 24
Gender: Male
Occupation: Free lance ghost writer, also works in retail
Social Class: Lower/Blue collar/A step above flat out poverty
Orientation: Pansexual
Physical Information
Apparent Age: People usually place him between 25 and 27
Voice: A little high, borderline feminine but not quite, lilting
Overall Attractiveness: Fairly average looking. He knows how to dress to axcentuate his good points.
Eye Color: Brown
Glasses or Contacts: Glasses
Hair Color: Light brown
Hairstyle: Short, swept back, purposely mused to look just the right level of messy.
Weight: 153lbs/74kg
Height: 5'6"/170cm
Skin Tone: Milk bottle pale, baby
Dominant Feature: His tattoos. He has two full sleeves, chest and back pieces as well as some on his neck.
Persona
Favorites:
Color: Yellow, Green, and Blue
Music: Indie
Literature: Fiction, fantasy, anything with dragons
Expression: Sometimes, Life just bites you in the ass and laughs
Curse: Shit
Mode of Transportation: Walks or takes the bus
Radio: Bluefort Morning Show
Habits:
Drinking: Not as much as he used to but probably still too much
Smoking: Yes to everything
Mannerisms: Taps his fingers and looks down when thinking. Will hum if he gets really into what he is typing or cooking
Optimist or Pessimist? Tries to be optimistic, isn't going so well
Introvert or Extrovert? Introvert
Logical or Emotional? Likes to think he is a good blend of both but is more emotional
Business or Pleasure? Pleasure but is very professional when dealing with actual work related issues
Confident? About average
Animal Lover? Yes, he'd adopted a shelter if he could
Greatest Strength: Extremely creative and compassionate. Will fight anything for what he believes in, even a bear
Greatest Weakness: Can lose sight of things when he gets passionate, and tends to lose motivation quickly
Priority: Be happier
Philosophy: It's okay to be sad, and it's okay to be mad. It's okay to fight for what you believe in, and it's okay to hate the life you were born into. It's not okay to tear someone down for these reasons. Be happy, be heard, and do the best you can.
Pressure Point: People prying into his past and needles freak him out
Is this obvious? A bit. He tends to get a bit snappy when he feels like someone is purposely trying to get information out of him.
Most comfortable when: Petting a dog, writing, cooking
Least comfortable when: Someone is in his personal space
Religion: Agnostic
Background
Familial Relations:
Mother: Carolyn Anderson, 43
Relations with: He loves her very much but does not talk to her often. Occasionally, he will receive an email or a message on his answering machine from her.
Father: Jacob Anderson, 53
Relations with: His father does not speak to him at all.
Brother(s): N/A
Relations with:
Sister(s): Kelly Anderson, 22
Relations with: Talks to her frequently on the phone and texts her almost daily. The two of them are very close.
Spouse: None
Relations with: N/A
Hometown: Winchester, Virginia
Type of childhood: His mother married out of love, not wealth. They never had a lot of money, living below the poverty line for most of his life. When he was fifteen, he juggled working a full time job and going to school to help pay the bills. It wasn't until the passing of both of his mother's parents that they came into money. The earlier part of his childhood, though poor, was rich with adventure and friends. He grew up in a trailer park and spent his days climbing trees and racing through the yards of neighbors. It wasn't the best but it was what is was.
First Memory: His mother carrying him on her hip, singing while she dancing around the kitchen with him.
Education: Public school, community college drop out.
Brief biography: Although he doesn't like to talk about it, Austin spent his earlier teenage years bullied and tormented for a multitude of reasons. He contributes a lot of his decisions later in life to this. At the young age of ten, he discovered pot and the wonderful effects that come with it. From there, he fell into the wrong type of crowd. It wasn't until he was almost twenty that he began to pull himself together. As hard as he tried, it was only four years later that he realized the only way to become better was to leave. Bluefort seemed like a sign from the gods he didn't believe in, and so he spent the money he had saved up to pay for the last two years of college on buying a place in Bluefort. He was apprehensive at first, unsure about the decision, but after only two months, he is happy so far here.
