SCHRAFT, HAIDEN A.

[HAIDEN ALEXANDER SCHRAFT]

FULL NAME: Haiden Alexander Schraft
NICKNAMES: Haid, Alex
GENDER: Male
AGE: Seventeen
BIRTHDAY: February 15th
ORIENTATION: Bisexual
MEMBER GROUP: Junior

HAIR COLOR: Black and brown
EYE COLOR: Brown
HEIGHT: 5'11"
WEIGHT: 160 pounds
BODY TYPE: Athletic
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: His long black hair and his snakebites and monroe piercing.
PERSONAL STYLE: Rocker-esque
PLAYED BY:Randy Romance

LIKES:
[-]His guitar
[-]Chocolate
[-]Sleeping
[-]Sex
[-]Horror Movies
[-]Dogs
[-]Swimming

DISLIKES:
[-]Soccer
[-]Vanilla flavoring
[-]Being woken up from a good dream
[-]People who are overly skinny
[-]Red cars
[-]Jelly Beans
[-]Yawning

STRENGTHS:
[-]He's very confident.
[-]He refuses to be like his Dad
[-]It doesn't matter what the task is, he'll put his mind to it and finish it.

WEAKNESSES:
[-]He's slightly sleep deprived when he gets wound up.
[-]Haiden refuses to give up on something.
[-]He's similar to a perfectionist but he's not obnoxious about it.

SECRETS:
[-]Haiden HATES the dark, it's funny but he does.
[-]He isn't close to either of his parents.
[-]He believes he'll be big someday in his music, but won't tell anyone.

PERSONALITY SUMMARY:
Haiden is definitely one of those people who is really hard to hate. He is nice to a everyone that he knows, even to those he doesn't and makes it a point not to be nasty to someone. There's no reason to be nasty to other people, at least in his point of view, so he won't be the person on your bad side unless you really pissed him off. That's another thing, it's tough to make him mad because he just has that laid back kind of demeanor. He's not lazy but he's not so uptight that he gets nervous or crazed about things. Whatever happens is what happens. It's impossible to change what your fate is so he just goes with the flow, to say the least.

Another thing about Haiden is he's extremely patient, he doesn't need to rush things. Rushing things only leads to major problems so he'll just wait, take his time and get it done right. Now if he sees something that really sparks his interest, he'll really try to find out what it is. For instance, he loves to play the guitar so he found out everything he could about the guitar and how the strings work, etc. It simply fascinates him how something to simple can make such a nice sound. Intricate things are always what catch his attention, whether it's a difficult song to play or something interesting in the artwork on a building. He's just super observant of everything around him and is always looking at things in depth.

The one trait that Haiden has that a lot of people don't have anymore is he's simply courteous. He doesn't really need to curse, he doesn't like to be rude to people so he actually makes it a point in his life to be respectful. Especially women, oh he respects women the most since they are the people who are carrying babies. This respect kind of allows him to be able to listen to someone well, he's not the greatest at giving advice but he definitely can lend someone his ear. He will give his idea on the situation, say what he would do but he wouldn't tell a person to do that because every one is different.

NATIONALITY: American
HOMETOWN: Ocean City, NJ
PARENTS:
Alexander Schraft, 40, Chemical Engineer
Helen Schraft, 38, Paralegal
SIBLINGS:
James Schraft, 21
Kevin Schraft, 15
Samuel Schraft, 14
Mason Schraft, 6
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE:
None
HISTORY SUMMARY:
When Haiden was born into the Schraft family he was the second child but not the last. Of course he was spoiled by his mother just like all of the Schraft boys were, until the next kid was born. Haiden was all of two years old when Kevin was born and almost immediately Helen Schraft only gave Haiden enough attention to do her motherly duties. Now he was a baby so he didn't understand that the new little kid in the family was going to be spoiled to death. By four years old he kind of went off by himself to play when James wasn't around. When James was at school he would play with Kevin because Sam was born just after Haiden's fourth birthday.

Alexander Schraft was always out working, always away from the house so Haiden didn't really get to see him all that much. By the time Haiden would wake up in the morning he'd be gone and when he went to bed he wasn't home. Sometimes Alex wasn't home on the weekends either so he didn't really see him then, he was always with his mom. But even as he grew up he grew apart from his mom, seeing how she treated the boys after they all grew up after toddler age really annoyed him. At ten years old he would watch his mom pretty much disregard his brothers as nothing, she'd ignore them and go about her day without bothering with them too much. James would make the boys their lunches, make sure they got off to school on time and then would go off to school himself. By eleven Haiden was helping James out which began when Haiden didn't sleep too well at night.

He would toss and turn throughout the night in attempt to get to sleep but nothing would ever work. At thirteen he went for his yearly checkup, something his mom at least still did, and he explained to the doctor what was going on. Obviously he had a form of insomnia so the doctor prescribed a medication to help Haiden sleep. Did his mom get it? Of course not. So Haiden learned to function on the minimal amount of sleep. After his fourteenth birthday Haiden's family uprooted from Ocean City and moved to Ridgewood for some unknown reason. The boys assumed it was simply just to move for the sake of moving, so they adapted accordingly. Haiden entered the local high school, trying to simply make it through the four years without an issue.

NAME: Mouse
AGE: Twenty
GENDER: Female
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: Eight
OTHER CHARACTERS: None
TIME ZONE: Eastern US
MINIMUM WORD COUNT: 500 words
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:
The one advantage to being the manager of #$@*%! records was you had a pretty nice office away from the main offices, but not as nice as the founders offices. Jamie's office was enclosed with shades that were normally left open unless she had a big meeting or something. Currently the door was open, Jamie was sitting at her desk arguing with someone on the phone. Of course she wasn't far enough away from the main offices that she couldn't see the other workers fucking around but she really didn't give a damn. During the day at work she had more important things to worry about and fuss over than those idiots out there, like band members having to be bailed out of jail or gone MIA after a show. Those were the times she would start to get extremely pissy and not want to be around anyone, which was impossible since she was surrounded by people.

The only downfall to the job was the amount of people Jamie had to be around in a given day. From the moment she walked in the doors at 6:45am to the moment she left, depending on the day that could be 10pm, she was surrounded by people. Interns, Talent Scouts, the Founders, morons outside wanting to bother her, Touch and Go Clothing, you name them they bothered her. It was just a vicious circle Jamie got annoyed with but she loved her job too much to leave. Well, that and the fact that Landon had gone out on a limb to help her out so she couldn't let him down. Jamie constantly recalled that time when she had first moved to America from Ireland and was in dire need of a job. She had seen the position as a Manager for the label and jumped on the opportunity. It took some convincing but Landon had agreed and she had never been so pleased in her life when he said she was hired.

Some days she wished she hadn't accepted the offer, others she was thrilled she had. Well, today was one of those days that she didn't want to be at the office because people were just in asshole-ish moods and planned to let everyone know. Already one of the interns had snapped at her, nearly had Jamie come at them from across the desk, and kindly run out of her office with their tail tucked between their legs...figuratively. Then she had a Talent Scout decide to come and complain to her why a band she had found wasn't signed and that the band really, really deserved it, blah, blahblah, blah, blah. Jamie quickly sent her out of her office with a 'deal with it' lecture and had some peace and quiet for awhile. Shut her door, left the shades open and just relaxed. Checked up on a bunch of the bands, made sure there weren't any horrible headlines in the papers or magazines, got some lunch and just enjoyed herself for a few hours.

Well that lasted for so long before she got a nice phone call from someone at Touch and Go Clothing. Three and a half hours later she was STILL on the phone with the person. Apparently the designs for one of the new t-shirts wasn't going to work and that meant Jamie had to contact the band so they could talk to the designer and it was a huge mess. "Well honestly, I called the band, called the designer and set up an appointment. What more do you fucking want me to do?!" She snapped suddenly, tossing her pen on the desk and sat back against her chair. Why did clothing companies have to have such assholes working for them? It didn't take long before the clothing rep had had enough of Jamie's snapping back before she hung up, Jamie slamming the phone down on it's little hub. Leaning her head back against the chair, the tiny Irish woman closed her eyes with a sigh, attempting to relax but it wasn't working.

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