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Post by ELIJAH DANIEL ACKERMAN on Apr 11, 2011 10:23:28 GMT -7
FULL NAME:Elijah Daniel Ackerman
NICKNAMES: Eli
GENDER: male
AGE: seventeen
BIRTHDAY: april 9th
ORIENTATION: heterosexual
MEMBER GROUP: senior
 HAIR COLOR: brown
EYE COLOR: blue
HEIGHT: 5'11
WEIGHT: 146lbs
BODY TYPE: slim-fit
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: There's always his voice, the boy has a beautiful voice.
PERSONAL STYLE: Eli likes to think that he’s on the more fashionable side of the population’s good vs. bad clothing scale. And judging by what walks through the doors of his school day in and day out, he is. Not because he wears particularly attractive clothes, more because he makes what he wears look attractive, as he’s not an unattractive boy. Perhaps it’s safe to say that he has no real label based on style, as boys hardly ever do, except for ‘gross’ or ‘disgusting’, both of which Eli has been able to avoid, though with some aspects of his standard attire one could call his choice of style vintage. Arguably, despite the fact that converse hightops were big in the fifties, choice of shoe isn’t enough to label him, and though the shoes match his choice of car, a car doesn’t have to match what he's wearing.
PLAYED BY: sam whitman
 LIKES: what do i like? well, i can, will, and have drooled over a car before, and often put myself into dangerous situations to do so. examples include walking across a busy street in a trance-like-state, walking into poles, spontaneously turning away from a now-ex girlfriend's "serious" conversation... because i love cars. it takes me forever to walk through a parking lot, because i'm always stopping to admire a paint job or something. however, should the car i'm driving break down somewhere, i couldn't do shit to fix it. i can drive cars like nobody's business, i'm friends with the pedals, but the engine is a mere acquaintance. but i drive pretty fast, admittedly,, which may stereotypically make me seem like a cool guy. i hate to destroy that image of myself, but... i'm a comic book nerd. two crates full of them hidden in my closet for those fateful days where i remained bored. while packing for my journey to a new town, these two crates were the first things in the trunk of my car. i like the sun, and warm weather, and the season of summer, but you can count on me spending at least a little bit of the day inside reading through some of the old comic books. this is kind of contradictory to my number one passion in life: running. i run at least ten miles every day. why, you ask? allow me to explain. there are very few things in this world that 1. i am totally awesome at, and 2. i'm awesome enough to brag about. running is one of these things, if not the only thing, that fits in both categories. can you run a mile in four minutes and seventeen seconds? funny, cause i can. if you were to ask, i'd also tell you that i'm a pretty good soccer player, too. varsity as a freshman, no big deal. that's what my feet are usually doing: running, but i'm also a bit of a dancer. not ballet or anything like that, the fast-paced stuff, like swing dancing. i don't mind ballet, though, watching it, i mean. it makes a good photo if you catch it at the right moment. that's what was second in my car; my camera. i worked hours slaving away at the local coffee shop to pay for it. top of the line, hummingbird quick shutter speed, it's probably my only hobby. however, i connect it to other things. such as flirting. i see a cute girl, grab my camera, tell her she'd look great on film, take a picture of her, and say she looks fantastic, but she's even more stunning in person. okay, i've used that line more than once, i'm a bit of a flirt. but, hey, it can be a useful skill to have sometimes. a fun skill, too. of course, one of the only reasons i frequently get to practice this skill is duncan. sadly enough, duncan, my trusty border collie, was third into my car. i love dogs, and from what i can tell, they love me. they're kind of idiotic animals, yes, but they've got the best sense of gut-feeling out of any creature i've ever seen, and i can really respect that. right after duncan was my collection of cds/records. i have nothing to play them with, but so long as i still have them, i'm content. music is probably my second passion in life. i haven't been gifted with the ability to make music, so i settle for listening to it."it" sounds very general, but in this case it's supposed to be general: i'll listen to almost anything. classical puts me to sleep, and country tends to circle around the same thing (significant others, or someone who wants an attractive special someone to be their significant other...), so those are my two exceptions. otherwise, my ears are wide open, i'll hear it all. what else do i like? here's a quick little list: the sky: it's such a huge inspiration, and there's always something to look at. reading: you didn't think i was all about comics, did you? no, i'm heavy into literature. night: the best time of a 24-hour schedule. cigarettes: bad for me? tell me about it. but i promise it's not a habit. fire: i'm a bit of a pyromaniac... making people (especially girls and kids) laugh. trouble: if it doesn't find me i go looking. this is a subconscious habit. except i know about it, and do nothing to stop it. because, frankly, i don't want to.
DISLIKES: bad drivers piss me off more than anything in this entire world. there's a difference between being a responsible driver, me, and simply thinking you're a responsible driver, anyone who doesn't know what they're doing when they get into the driver's seat. i drive fast, yeah, but all the while i know i'm being more than halfway safe. except when it snows, but i don't really like the snow either. or the entire season of winter, for that matter. too many people stay inside, and it's too quiet. silence, i hate silence, i always feel like i should be the one to say something, and end up filling in with something moronic. for some strange reason, there will forever be an awkward silence when a cat is in the same room as me. i tell that to people, they think i'm crazy, but it happens! and i don't like cats, too independent, too stalkerish. that little trait emerged from when i was a kid, and the neighbor's grungy cats ate a garden snake that had somehow gotten into the building. right in the middle of the lobby, it was repulsive. but then again, i disliked snakes since then, too. the cats would eat a snake, of all things, but they wouldn't go near the mice that always got into the cereal (which i also don't like, cereal, not mice.). that apartment was whack... and because i lived in that apartment building, i've always hated giant houses, and mansions, and generally oversized property. of course, i ended up living in one with dan, but i still strongly disliked it. i refuse to talk about someone behind their back, even if they're the type to talk about me. gossip is a girl thing, and i will not partake in it. and secrets, too. i don't like them, mainly because i can't keep any except my own, which makes me feel selfish, also which i don't like, but now i'm getting generic... i dislike rabbits' ears. i don't know why, and never have, i just don't. seafood makes me sick, especially shrimp, and i randomly have always hated flying fish. i mean, seriously? you can't breathe underwater and fly. you can pick one.
STRENGTHS: i guess i'm a pretty relaxed person. i can read others pretty well, which means i know how to deal with them. my social skills are top-notch; i have been known to call myself the 'master of all things conversations', so yeah, i'm pretty good with my words. i'm also pretty good at being conceited (only sometimes, mind you!) the whole outgoing/liking people thing has kinda fueled my number one hobby: photography. the majority of my best snapshots are of people. i grew up in Detroit, which means i'm pretty street smart. but, at the same time, i consider myself well-read enough to be booksmart. like i said, i'm pretty relaxed, casual, laid-back, whatever you want to call it. i'm a runner, so i suppose you could call me 'fit'. i'm pretty competitive when it comes to endurance, which i consider a good thing. others do not. unlike some poor souls, my mother is not the only one to have called me 'handsome', which i suppose (if true) could play out to my favor. overall, i like to think i have some qualities that redeem my general arrogant attitude.
WEAKNESSES: weaknesses? yikes. one of my weaknesses is probably talking about my weaknesses. yeah, i'm definately conceited, though i like to think I'm not as conceited as one might hope. i'll point out the elephant in the room: my biggest flaw is my temper. very few people have witnessed said temper, and i'm glad of that, but i'm positive those few will never see me the same way again. but there are other things i have equal or lesser control over; my willpower and motivation are dreadful. of course, this all depends on the context, i could have no determination to do my homework, but be more motivated than any before me to find something to distract me. i'm pretty insubordinate, that's kinda caused a few problems in the past. while my grades are pristine (or at least, they are at the end of the semester), my scheduling skills are a bit sub-par, and study time is reserved for late into the night. others have described my human-to-car relationship unhealthy, especially due to the crazy amount of work i have to put into starting it. However, all of the above considered, i can look past my flaws and move on with my life. but a lot of people call that 'tunnel-vision'.
SECRETS: well aren't you nosy. i kinda rebooted my whole life with this whole move to a small town thing, so i really don't have many secrets. i suppose i'm keeping my past on the down low, does that count as a secret? i don't know who my dad is, sure, i hate my stepdad, not really a secret but whatever, sometimes i feel the need to sleep in my neighbor's toolshed because of said stepdad, i guess i can share that. not good enough? alright. fine. i, elijah daniel ackerman, have seen the widely-acclaimed 'the notebook.' twice. still not good enough? i loved it both times.
PERSONALITY SUMMARY: you can probably tell right off the bat that eli is confident in himself and his actions. some might go as far as to say conceited or arrogant, but he likes to think he's not obnoxious about it, and self-aware enough to believe it. but not only is he aware of himself, the kid is in tune everything around him. eli's crazy observant, and far more insightful than he looks, and he's very proud of that fact. don't get him wrong, while outgoing, witty, and easy to talk to, he's very tranquil and jovial, y'know, a go-with-the-flow kinda guy. that is, until you catch a glimpse of his temper. catch him on the wrong moment you'll suffer the rare explosive side of him. but that doesn't happen often. he is, however, fairly irritable, and gets unpredictably annoyed. but that's because he's pretty unpredictable in general. you can thank his spontaniety for that. eli trusts his instincts, and is therefore a leap-before-looking kind of person. if only he weren't so damn curious. being adventurous and too ambitious for his own good automatically makes him just a little bit rebellious. just a little, though. he's intelligent enough to let it go too far. he's honest and open about most things, but eli has a few things he'd like to keep a secret. his temper, for example. but shhh, he likes to hide that with the rest of his character flaws. while he can be extremely uncontrolled, eli carries himself in a very controlled manner, and so those fatal flaws often go unseen. eli has a habit of being a bit judgemental, but he prides himself on being reasonable despite this. something important you should know: the boy is more competitive than you'd ever think possible. there isn't a challenge that goes untouched. he's determined and motivated, and stubborn enough not to back down. he's loyal to both the promises he makes and the people close to him. all in all, he has the potential to be a great friend as well as a great enemy. that's eli in a nutshell.
 NATIONALITY: american
HOMETOWN: detroit, michigan.
PARENTS:
elijah ackerman, 38, some big businessman
shannon wells-barkham, 35, nurse
SIBLINGS: n/a
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: daniel barkham, 41, lawyer
HISTORY SUMMARY: ›››i'm the second elijah ackerman. my dad is the first. i've never met him. i've only seen him in pictures, when he was my age. but nowadays he's about thirty seven, thirty eight. he's a big businessman of some sort living in ohio. as for my mom, she's named shannon wells-barkham. as much as i wish there was no hyphenated last name, there is. she's eighteen years older than me, which means she could be my sister. but she's not. she's definately a mom. a great mom for the most part. yeah, she remarried an asshole who moved us across the country, but everyone has a lapse in judgement for the most part. she's a nurse right now, but i get a feeling she doesn't like that job very much. she won't show that she doesn't like it, but she's the one who taught me how to go through life showing only the emotions i really want people to see. maybe it's because we were living on our own for so long, i think i've developed a sort of intuition that lets me know what she's really up to. we've always been close like that. thanks to the circumstances of my birth, i am an only child. i wish i had siblings. specifically, i wish i had a little sister. in all those movies, there's always an older brother who tends to the younger sister. i always wished it was me. but i guess i'll settle for the next best thing: a dog. he's a border collie named duncan, and he means business.
anyways... i, elijah daniel ackerman, am a city boy born and raised in south detroit. and had i found the midnight train going anywhere i probably would have taken it, but. y'know. i guess it doesn't really exist, as all subways and buses i've ever been on have had a destination. my dad lived in ann arbour, and probably would've liked me to have lived there instead of detroit, but there's always the little obstacle that he has never been in my life. like i said, he was twenty or twenty one when i was born, and my mom was eighteen. they met about a year previous to my birth, and formed what would end up being a summer romance. my dad was the only child coming from a rich family, and from what i can gather, absolutely hated all the private schools he was forced into. his grades reflected that, and post-high school a community college was patiently awaiting him. that's where he met my uncle. or rather, one of my uncles; my mom had six siblings, and he was one of them. well, he and the man who would eventually become my biological father roomed together, and that fateful summer of my mother's eighteenth year, he decided to stay with my uncle and my mom and their large family. i don't blame them for falling in love and accidentally bringing me into this world, they were young, after all. and as much as i'd like to, i can't blame them for ditching out on the shotgun wedding that soon followed the discovery of my exsistence... my grandfather, a strictly catholic man, was not at all happy. and he was even less happy when both his daughter and her fiance were no-shows at the ceremony. eight months and twelve days later, i was born. no one had heard from my dad. i kinda had my childhood laid out for me.
it was kinda rough, as much as i feel like i shouldn't complain. i mean, yeah, there was the shitty apartment and the lack of all things luxurious and i've eaten enough discount tv dinners to last me a lifetime... but the more i reflect on it, the more i realize how much i learned. to this day i think my mom deserves an award for all she managed to provide. no, it was hardly anything material, but in many ways i've always been one step ahead of the kids my age with all i learned growing up. she taught me how to read other people better than you'd think i could, and while she probably didn't mean to do so consciously, i learned that it was easy to gain an advantage if you could do so properly. i've never had trouble making friends and talking to people because of it. she likes to joke that i was the most popular kid in my kindergarten class... mom had to work late hours sometimes, and i was home alone a lot, but growing up like that left me with a good sense of reality and a sense of myself. by the age of seven i was more independently confident than anyone in my grade. she led with an example of determination, and i can't remember a time i did poorly in school. i can remember getting frustrated with what little we had after learning that others had so much more... from what i can remember, that was the only problem my mom had trouble fixing. i guess you could say that irritation has stayed with me.
of course, it peaked when dan came into my life. i was fourteen, and had long since accepted that my mom was, as weird as it was, going to date... but it was kinda hard to swallow the information that it had all been with the same guy. and an even bigger surprise was the ring on her finger. yeah, it was good timing to have him and his lawyer-sized paycheck there, but i really didn't like him. i'm pretty sure he didn't like me, either. and it's still like that, from what i can tell. only moving us to a tiny little town has just made things worse. i mean, i was within the top ten percent of my class, the captain of my school's varsity soccer team, and had made a group of what i'm convinced are the best friends i'll ever have. and i felt strongly enough to say i hated that he took that away. yeah, my mom did feel bad and buy me a dog for my troubles, but that doesn't change the fact that i feel unsafe when my mom isn't home sometimes, and shamefully break into my neighbor's toolshed to spend the night. yikes, i probably shouldn't have said that much, but y'know, it's true. i grew up with a sense of who i am, but suddenly moving to this gigantic house in the middle of nowhere has really rocked my world. i'm feeling kinda lost right now, it's hard to find my place here. i've been here for two months already, and the rest is history, i guess.
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AGE: eighteen
GENDER: female
YEARS ROLEPLAYING: seven...? eight...? @,@
OTHER CHARACTERS: none.
TIME ZONE: central
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