Post by BOBBIE 318808 on Mar 17, 2009 19:52:37 GMT -5
BOBBIE 318808
HELLO THERE CALLIE, IT IS A PLEASURE MEETING YOU! IF YOU DON'T MIND ME ASKING, HOW OLD ARE YOU? TWENTY YEARS OLD? YOU SURE ARE A YOUNG THING AREN'T YOU? BY THE WAY, I HEARD YOU'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR SEVEN YEARS. VERY IMPRESSIVE. ALSO, HOW DID YOU SAY YOU FOUND US? AN ADVERTISEMENT. LOVELY! PLUS, YOU ARE AN INTERMEDIATELY ADVANCED ROLEPLAYER? FANTASTIC! YOU WILL DEFINETLY BE HEARING FROM US VERY SOON! IS THERE ANYWAY WE CAN CONTACT YOU? PM? ALRIGHT! MAKE SURE TO CHECK YOUR MESSAGES!
FROM A BALANCE BEAM!
[/FONT][/CENTER]Bobbie is an interesting looking boy. Though tall and lanky like most males in their late teens and early twenties, he still has somewhat of a boyish face. He’s got those deep brown eyes that can be somewhat too intense if you stare in to them for too long. Though he doesn’t like how dark they were he can’t deny the fact that they go well with his skin tone and hair color. With an olive undertone to fair skin, complexion only broken by a tattoo he maintained somehow, you could say his skin was damn near perfect. His hair is often a mess, since he rarely bothers to comb the mess of black tangles on his head. Long, straight and often falling in to his face, it’s pretty unique.
His clothing style is somewhat normal, wearing your typical t-shirts and straight-leg jeans, sometimes adding a sweatshirt to the mix. He likes to make sure most of these things are brightly colored, though, white, black and neutral rarely making their way as a dominant color in to his outfits. Every so often he’ll wear button-up dress shirts with sweaters and he’ll even comb his hair to the best ability. Though this only happens if he’s trying to impress somebody.
LOVER I DON'T HAVE TO LOVE!
[/FONT][/CENTER]If there are a few choice words to describe Bobbie, they would easily be outgoing, daring/adventurous, goofy, and funny. Somehow he’d retained his adventurous and daring nature from when he was Christian Brown, though it had become more pronounced since he found out he had bones that were the same material used in fighter jets or something…it made it much easier for him to take risks and not think about the consequences. Unfortunately this mentality also comes in to play whenever he’s tacking somebody. He’ll relentlessly assault them, and even if he gets hurt he knows he’ll win and often ends up killing them in a fit of adrenaline and rage. He often has trouble controlling himself in those situations, often regretting what he does to the other party.
Though he can be daring to the point where it could be a flaw, he’s also very outgoing and laid-back. He loves talking to people, though he has those ulterior motives where he tries to find out if they’re gifted or not. He’ll still make fast and fleeting friendships with people with his eagerness to chat and get to know somebody. Luckily his outgoing nature doesn’t come off as pompous or egotistical and winded, instead it simply just makes him seem friendly and approachable.
Bobbie is somewhat of a clown, always making jokes or making light of the situation. He’ll play off something serious as just a hilarious mishap that would make a funny story someday, and just make jokes about situations to make them seem less awkward. Overall it works, since people will start laughing at some point! Awkward situations are just hilarious to him, and he makes it known. Though he won’t make jokes at things like funerals or when he’s doing his job. At that point he’s all business. He’s not really your typical cold and distant killing machine, instead he ends up acting more like a free-spirited adolescent than someone who could kill you with the flick of a wrist. He doesn’t take his job lightly, he just wants to enjoy life at the same time y’know?
DON'T KNOW WHEN
BUT A DAY IS GONNA COME!
[/FONT][/CENTER]BUT A DAY IS GONNA COME!
Christian Brown came about through normal circumstances. A man and a woman fell in love and got married. Somewhere along the road they decided to try for a child, and they somehow continuously failed to conceive. Now, the woman was incredibly broken up over this, since these attempts had been going on throughout the course of three years of their marriage. After extensive counseling and fertility treatments, they eventually decided to give it one more go. After a few weeks of tense waiting and pregnancy tests, their prayers were finally answered. They were pregnant, and the couple, named Jake and Lori Brown, could not be happier.
Through the nine months of development and eventual birth, they prepped themselves for the incoming baby. And once the baby was brought in to the world, kicking and screaming graced with the name Christian (since they were somewhat religious people and that was a proper name), the whole family was aglow with excitement. They couldn’t wait to bring him home and finally get their family started.
Christian was a wild boy from the start, always climbing trees and exploring wherever he could. His mother would constantly worry about his whereabouts, constantly keeping an eye on the boy. Though he’d give his mother constant heart attacks and more gray hairs every day, he was still a good boy. He wouldn’t swear in front of his parents, he’d say ‘Please’ and ‘Thank you’ when appropriate and he was good when it came to sharing. Christian also did fairly well in school, getting on well with other classmates and playing well with others.
He grew up as a vibrant young boy in Sydney, going through elementary and middle school with ease, learning how to surf and skateboard on the side since there wasn’t much else to do in his mind. He got good grades, and his parents were proud of him. High school was a little more difficult, but he still did his best and made it through, starting his own skateboarding club with his friends and joining one or two sports in the meantime. He graduated with honors with all intentions of heading off to the University of Sydney that fall.
For some reason, the family decided to go on a vacation to the United States. They went to the west coast, seeing California and eventually ended up in some small town called Forks, Washington. Apparently Lori had family out there and they went to visit them. They saw whatever sights there were to see out there, visiting some museums before Christian started to not feel right. Something was wrong with his chest, and he made sure to make such a thing known. His parents just figured it was heartburn, because they knew how much he loved his fast food and junk food. After a few more days of the persisting pain and taking tums, he was sure to tell his family that things weren’t improving. Sure, some concern grew, but his mother said that they’d be back home in Sydney soon enough and that they’d go to their normal doctor to take a look at whatever the problem was.
Too bad it was too late. They were in the middle of some family outing when he collapsed, and they rushed him to the nearest hospital. Waking up in pain he only had time to realize he was in a hospital before the doctors told him he needed a heart transplant and then promptly put him under with an anesthetic.
The next time he woke up he was being called ‘318808’ or ‘Bobbie’ by doctors and other people around him. Christian Brown was gone, and apparently had been gone for a good long while. Once most everything on who and what he was had been explained to him, he didn’t know what to think. It’s not like he could remember who he was before he woke up, and could only base his thoughts off of what he’d just learned. He started going by Bobbie and adopting the number 318808 as something like a last name. He soon met the other Trackers; Gopi, Ollie and Ellie. He found camaraderie in them and claimed them as his closest friends. After his purpose was explained, trapping gifted people and bringing them back to this current location, he accepted it. Especially since his destination was Venice Beach, California.
So, packing up his bags with the other Trackers and heading to Venice Beach, ready to capture whoever appeared on that nifty little screen that would pop up whenever he gave a slight little twitch of a hand or a finger. Though he was very outgoing and daring, he still took his job out there seriously. He had no former memories except for some nagging feeling he’d been here before once in his life, but he often shoved that aside to do his job. He enjoyed it, in some sick twisted way.
I BELIEVE IN SYMMETRY!
[/FONT][/CENTER]HEYO! THIS IS CHRISTIAN BROWN BUT EVERYONE CALLS ME BOBBIE. I'M FROM SYDNEY, AUSTRALIA AND AM NINETEEN. PSSHT! I'M ALSO PART OF THE TRACKERS AND I AM DAMN PROUD OF IT, BABEH! MESS WITH THEM AND I MESS WITH CHU! BUT DON'T WORRY, I'M STILL SINGLE, SO ALL YOU LADIES AND GENTS CAN HAVE A PIECE OF THE MAGNIFICENT ME! PEOPLE EVEN SAY I LOOK LIKE PAUL GRIFFITHS SO OBVIOUSLY, YOU'LL BE HAVING SOME FUN! MAKE SURE YOU KEEP IN TOUCH! BECAUSE NOONE CAN HANDLE THIS AWESOME MALE!
AT THE BOTTOM OF EVERYTHING!
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