Post by Ewan O'Sullivan on Aug 25, 2011 16:03:11 GMT -8
Basic Information[/u]
Name: Ewan O'Sullivan
Also Known As: On occasion: Sully
Age: 15
Height: 5'7
Weight: 165lbs
Blood Type: AB-
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Burnt Orange(Red)
Pass Time Information
Hobbies:
Active Hobbies: Kayaking, Mountain Biking, Rock Climbing, Hiking, Lock-sport(Picking locks), Frisbee, Parkour
Competitive Hobbies: Tennis, Swimming, Archery, Badminton, Rugby
Talents: Lock-sport, Anything requiring good hand-eye coordination
Favorite things: Sports, Music, Challenges
Sports/Clubs Football(European) American Football, Baseball, Basketball, Hockey, Track and Field, Bicycling, Tennis, Swimming, Archery
Misc.: He's a closet kleptomaniac with a keen intent on not getting caught. He only goes after small things, like pens, pencils, erasers. The biggest thing he's stolen is an empty notebook.
Mental Information
Personality: Ewan is a jock to match all jocks. He has to try and does everything. He enjoys life to the fullest, and people wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know what a T.V. or Computer were. He's kind hearted to nearly everyone he meets, giving them the benefit of the doubt once or twice if he has to. He knows people have demon's, so he tries not to judge without all the facts. He likes trying new things and meeting new people. It comes easy for him, he has this natural charm about him that gives him a warm, energetic personality.
Mentality: Lawful Neutral. Enthusiast.
Ideal: N/A
Belief: 'Today's a good day.'
Physical Information
Build: At 5'7, 165lbs he's cut for his age. His muscle's seem to have muscles, but the bulk doesn't appear to be there. His chest, shoulders, and back are wide in terms of skeletal structure, but not over developed in terms of muscles. They match the rest of his body, which is in one word: Shredded. His entire body is built up between a high mix of agility and strength, he almost looks like he's a body builder, but on a smaller side with completely functional muscles. No posing with him.
Defining Marks: Just the freckles on his cheeks if he stays out in the sun to long.
Description: Strong jaw, piercing blue eyes and a head full of attention grabbing 'brunt orange' red hair can basically sum of Ewan. He has medium length dense hair styled in a modified 'Ivy-League'. The back and sides are cut short and the top cut jagged and pushed up into a full 'messy' shape. Everything else about his features is rather normal for a thorough bred Irishmen. His skin is quite fair, but luckily he doesn't burn all that easy. He's not sensitive to the light, so he rarely has to wear sun-screen. Usually only when going to the beach to hang-out.
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Oakley's while doing sports
Oakley's for every day
Shirts: Usually White, Grey, or Black 'A' Frame shirts.
Pants: He tends to stick to shorts all year long. Whether cargo shorts or lighter, more flexible sport shorts, it all depends on the day.
Shoes: He burns through shoe's quickly, so he has quite a few on the go. A bunch of sneakers, some cleats, a few hiking boots. Just ton's o' footwear.
Misc: Momentum Men's 1M-DV52B0 M50 Mark II Ewan needed a strong watch he could wear while playing shorts. This was was both strong and stylish.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: All Natural/Street Fighting
Years Practiced: N/A
Description of style: If Ewan ever has to fight he relies on his strength and agility more then technique. He knows how to properly throw a punch, and he's watched mma events like UFC fight nights, so he understands the concept behind submission's, grappling, and striking, but he's never practice them. He's just been toned mentally to react to different situation's through years upon years of sports. His body can sense danger from the competitive sports he's played. He knows he's small compared to the beasts that are usually so physically aggressive in sports, so he acts accordingly. Essentially he's just a street fighter with a strong, agile form and keen instincts.
History Information
History: Ewan's parents weren't catholic like most thorough bred Irish families, but they sure screwed like they were trying to live up to the old ways with the wife needing to keep reproducing until she no longer could. He was the first born male, third born child in the family of 9 children. He wasn't neglected for love at all, but they had a hard time keeping an eye on him as a tot. He liked to be outside, exploring, running, playing. Nearly every piece or sports equipment that had been made for toddlers was bought for him and his sisters - at the time he only had sisters - to play with. He used them more often then his two older sisters, his uncle using plenty of energy to try and play with him. One minute he'd be interested in the tee-ball set-up, the next he'd be running around in a circle kicking a football(soccer) around. His parents couldn't be happier that he got so much enjoyment from being outside, mostly because it meant he was a healthy kid body and mind.
Even at a young age he had no interest in T.V. The flashing images and sounds just didn't do it for him. He was to busy playing with the family pets, or helping his uncle with the yard work - his father worked hard during the week in an upstart shipping company that eventually grew larger and larger. There weren't enough hours in the day for Ewan. He had to be everywhere at once, doing everything. It was like he was possessed by a demon whose just kept pumping energy into him over and over. There were a few quirky remarks made by his gramps that he was the devil reincarnated, here to drawn the energy from everyone around him. It seemed to bode truthful as he grew up.
The older her grew, the more he explored. He was hiking and rock climbing by the age of 7, which was on top of playing tee-ball, hockey, football(European) and tennis. He showed potential in everything he did, but he couldn't settle down and focus on just one thing. He was to energetic, and far to happy. By 9 he'd started biking everywhere, especially on trails through the woods in the park. He'd also learned to swim at this age and did it whenever he could, often biking to the ocean for a swim. He was very independent by this age, he'd simply tell one of the adults in his family where he was going and there was no arguing with him. Basically, once he'd figured out how to open the door he'd been an outside boy through and through.
At 11 he was playing flag American Football, and he'd seen Archery, so he was given a starter set. He didn't use it to often at first, but after a few months he realized that the backyard wasn't as busy in the evening after supper, so he started to get in more and more practice on his own after that. When he was 13 he switched from American Football to Rugby, and that was his first real contact sport. He liked it, but he mostly did it for the running. He was already very agile at this point, and usually played winger in order to show off. He'd developed a bit of a habit of this while playing. He liked being a play-maker, a goal scorer. As long as he heard cheers, he was excited. He also picked up Track and Field at this point, often competing in nearly every school event he could. He even placed first in javelin in a school competition at the age of 14 with a throw of 177 feet, 8 inches. He just felt it had gone far, he didn't realize he'd set a record for his middle school.
During his time in middle school, around the age of 13-14 he began to develop an interest in learning how to pick locks. At first he didn't have any implications of doing anything with this skill, just thought it would be useless at one time or another. And so he started to try and learn how. He rented books from the city library on the mechanics of locks and how they work. He'd go to the park and often read them, trying to memorize the functions and mechanics behind the locks, and then how to unlock them. Once he had the theory down he went to actually try it out. At first he did it in his parents garage, leading into the house. He'd purposely lock himself out, then he'd sit there for hours at a time trying to move the tumblers into position and get in. The first time it took him 30 minutes, then he cut it down to 23, then 17, then 12. He slowly progressed with every attempt, learning different tricks to help him out. He tried a variety of tools, but found the best ones were the pieces of scrap metal that he formed himself. Eventually it was done to the under a minute mark with the lock on his garage, and so he went elsewhere to hone his skill. He tried various other places, the lock to the shed in his back yard, the supply room for the gym at school. The deadbolt to the roof. He went to places when no one else was around in order to practice, and became very good at this little talent of his.
Being a happy guy Ewan never really got into any serious fights as he grew up. Obviously he wrestled with his brothers, and even a couple of his sisters during their tomboy phase, but he never went out to seriously hurt someone. He was to busy enjoying life. He couldn't wait to see what sort of clubs and activities he could do when starting high school.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: Two story house in the suburbs.
Roommates:
2 Parents: Eilish O'Sullivan, Mother. Finn O'Sullivan, Father
3 Brothers: Oisin(11) Twin to Quin, Fifth Child Quin(11) Twin to Oisin, Sixth Child, Seamus(3) Eighth Child
5 Sisters: Cathleen(19) Eldest. Cassidy(18) Second Eldest, Ryanne(13) Forth Child, Meara(6) Seventh Child, Fiona (1) Ninth Child
1 Uncle: Donal O'Sullivan
1 Grans: Coleen
1 Gramps: Emmet O'Sullivan
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Strength:20
Dexterity:30
Constitution:10
Intelligence:5
Wisdom:15
Charisma:10
Qi Name: Hickey Gene (Irish name meaning Healer, so Healer Gene)
Qi Ability: Ewan has supernatural healing abilities. Cuts, burns, bruises and breaks can heal anywhere from a matter of seconds to hours depending on the severity of the injury. The most unnatural part of this ability is that it doesn't leave any scars behind.
Qi Strengths: He can push himself harder and longer then most people, any serious or fatal wounds recover usually within the span of however long he sleeps, which is usually 3-4 hours a night
Qi Weaknesses: The amply amount of energy doesn't let him rest all to often, often forcing him awake in the middle of the night and causing insomnia. This doesn't bode well for mental work later in the day, such as test during English, but he has ways around that. It also doesn't replenish his body with nutrients. Any time he loses blood he needs to replace that with the vitamins and minerals necessary to help his body with the recovery process. His metabolism is also extremely high. He eats like someone possessed just to replenish his calories burned. He doesn't grow fat because of this, but the food bill is unreal.
Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: If I'm dancing with the cookie will it step on my toes?
Name: Ewan O'Sullivan
Also Known As: On occasion: Sully
Age: 15
Height: 5'7
Weight: 165lbs
Blood Type: AB-
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Eye Color: Blue
Hair: Burnt Orange(Red)
Pass Time Information
Hobbies:
Active Hobbies: Kayaking, Mountain Biking, Rock Climbing, Hiking, Lock-sport(Picking locks), Frisbee, Parkour
Competitive Hobbies: Tennis, Swimming, Archery, Badminton, Rugby
Talents: Lock-sport, Anything requiring good hand-eye coordination
Favorite things: Sports, Music, Challenges
Sports/Clubs Football(European) American Football, Baseball, Basketball, Hockey, Track and Field, Bicycling, Tennis, Swimming, Archery
Misc.: He's a closet kleptomaniac with a keen intent on not getting caught. He only goes after small things, like pens, pencils, erasers. The biggest thing he's stolen is an empty notebook.
Mental Information
Personality: Ewan is a jock to match all jocks. He has to try and does everything. He enjoys life to the fullest, and people wouldn't be surprised if he didn't know what a T.V. or Computer were. He's kind hearted to nearly everyone he meets, giving them the benefit of the doubt once or twice if he has to. He knows people have demon's, so he tries not to judge without all the facts. He likes trying new things and meeting new people. It comes easy for him, he has this natural charm about him that gives him a warm, energetic personality.
Mentality: Lawful Neutral. Enthusiast.
Ideal: N/A
Belief: 'Today's a good day.'
Physical Information
Build: At 5'7, 165lbs he's cut for his age. His muscle's seem to have muscles, but the bulk doesn't appear to be there. His chest, shoulders, and back are wide in terms of skeletal structure, but not over developed in terms of muscles. They match the rest of his body, which is in one word: Shredded. His entire body is built up between a high mix of agility and strength, he almost looks like he's a body builder, but on a smaller side with completely functional muscles. No posing with him.
Defining Marks: Just the freckles on his cheeks if he stays out in the sun to long.
Description: Strong jaw, piercing blue eyes and a head full of attention grabbing 'brunt orange' red hair can basically sum of Ewan. He has medium length dense hair styled in a modified 'Ivy-League'. The back and sides are cut short and the top cut jagged and pushed up into a full 'messy' shape. Everything else about his features is rather normal for a thorough bred Irishmen. His skin is quite fair, but luckily he doesn't burn all that easy. He's not sensitive to the light, so he rarely has to wear sun-screen. Usually only when going to the beach to hang-out.
Apparel Information
Head Gear: Oakley's while doing sports
Oakley's for every day
Shirts: Usually White, Grey, or Black 'A' Frame shirts.
Pants: He tends to stick to shorts all year long. Whether cargo shorts or lighter, more flexible sport shorts, it all depends on the day.
Shoes: He burns through shoe's quickly, so he has quite a few on the go. A bunch of sneakers, some cleats, a few hiking boots. Just ton's o' footwear.
Misc: Momentum Men's 1M-DV52B0 M50 Mark II Ewan needed a strong watch he could wear while playing shorts. This was was both strong and stylish.
Fighting Information
Fighting Style: All Natural/Street Fighting
Years Practiced: N/A
Description of style: If Ewan ever has to fight he relies on his strength and agility more then technique. He knows how to properly throw a punch, and he's watched mma events like UFC fight nights, so he understands the concept behind submission's, grappling, and striking, but he's never practice them. He's just been toned mentally to react to different situation's through years upon years of sports. His body can sense danger from the competitive sports he's played. He knows he's small compared to the beasts that are usually so physically aggressive in sports, so he acts accordingly. Essentially he's just a street fighter with a strong, agile form and keen instincts.
History Information
History: Ewan's parents weren't catholic like most thorough bred Irish families, but they sure screwed like they were trying to live up to the old ways with the wife needing to keep reproducing until she no longer could. He was the first born male, third born child in the family of 9 children. He wasn't neglected for love at all, but they had a hard time keeping an eye on him as a tot. He liked to be outside, exploring, running, playing. Nearly every piece or sports equipment that had been made for toddlers was bought for him and his sisters - at the time he only had sisters - to play with. He used them more often then his two older sisters, his uncle using plenty of energy to try and play with him. One minute he'd be interested in the tee-ball set-up, the next he'd be running around in a circle kicking a football(soccer) around. His parents couldn't be happier that he got so much enjoyment from being outside, mostly because it meant he was a healthy kid body and mind.
Even at a young age he had no interest in T.V. The flashing images and sounds just didn't do it for him. He was to busy playing with the family pets, or helping his uncle with the yard work - his father worked hard during the week in an upstart shipping company that eventually grew larger and larger. There weren't enough hours in the day for Ewan. He had to be everywhere at once, doing everything. It was like he was possessed by a demon whose just kept pumping energy into him over and over. There were a few quirky remarks made by his gramps that he was the devil reincarnated, here to drawn the energy from everyone around him. It seemed to bode truthful as he grew up.
The older her grew, the more he explored. He was hiking and rock climbing by the age of 7, which was on top of playing tee-ball, hockey, football(European) and tennis. He showed potential in everything he did, but he couldn't settle down and focus on just one thing. He was to energetic, and far to happy. By 9 he'd started biking everywhere, especially on trails through the woods in the park. He'd also learned to swim at this age and did it whenever he could, often biking to the ocean for a swim. He was very independent by this age, he'd simply tell one of the adults in his family where he was going and there was no arguing with him. Basically, once he'd figured out how to open the door he'd been an outside boy through and through.
At 11 he was playing flag American Football, and he'd seen Archery, so he was given a starter set. He didn't use it to often at first, but after a few months he realized that the backyard wasn't as busy in the evening after supper, so he started to get in more and more practice on his own after that. When he was 13 he switched from American Football to Rugby, and that was his first real contact sport. He liked it, but he mostly did it for the running. He was already very agile at this point, and usually played winger in order to show off. He'd developed a bit of a habit of this while playing. He liked being a play-maker, a goal scorer. As long as he heard cheers, he was excited. He also picked up Track and Field at this point, often competing in nearly every school event he could. He even placed first in javelin in a school competition at the age of 14 with a throw of 177 feet, 8 inches. He just felt it had gone far, he didn't realize he'd set a record for his middle school.
During his time in middle school, around the age of 13-14 he began to develop an interest in learning how to pick locks. At first he didn't have any implications of doing anything with this skill, just thought it would be useless at one time or another. And so he started to try and learn how. He rented books from the city library on the mechanics of locks and how they work. He'd go to the park and often read them, trying to memorize the functions and mechanics behind the locks, and then how to unlock them. Once he had the theory down he went to actually try it out. At first he did it in his parents garage, leading into the house. He'd purposely lock himself out, then he'd sit there for hours at a time trying to move the tumblers into position and get in. The first time it took him 30 minutes, then he cut it down to 23, then 17, then 12. He slowly progressed with every attempt, learning different tricks to help him out. He tried a variety of tools, but found the best ones were the pieces of scrap metal that he formed himself. Eventually it was done to the under a minute mark with the lock on his garage, and so he went elsewhere to hone his skill. He tried various other places, the lock to the shed in his back yard, the supply room for the gym at school. The deadbolt to the roof. He went to places when no one else was around in order to practice, and became very good at this little talent of his.
Being a happy guy Ewan never really got into any serious fights as he grew up. Obviously he wrestled with his brothers, and even a couple of his sisters during their tomboy phase, but he never went out to seriously hurt someone. He was to busy enjoying life. He couldn't wait to see what sort of clubs and activities he could do when starting high school.
Living Status Information[/u]
Type of residence: Two story house in the suburbs.
Roommates:
2 Parents: Eilish O'Sullivan, Mother. Finn O'Sullivan, Father
3 Brothers: Oisin(11) Twin to Quin, Fifth Child Quin(11) Twin to Oisin, Sixth Child, Seamus(3) Eighth Child
5 Sisters: Cathleen(19) Eldest. Cassidy(18) Second Eldest, Ryanne(13) Forth Child, Meara(6) Seventh Child, Fiona (1) Ninth Child
1 Uncle: Donal O'Sullivan
1 Grans: Coleen
1 Gramps: Emmet O'Sullivan
Cases Against The Faculty: 0
Cases Of Hurting Students: 0
Stats:
Strength:20
Dexterity:30
Constitution:10
Intelligence:5
Wisdom:15
Charisma:10
| Slot | Item(s) |
| Head | |
| Hat/Bandana | Row 19 Column 2 |
| Earrings | Row 20 Column 2 |
| Glasses | Row 21 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Torso | |
| Shirt | Row 2 Column 2 |
| Jacket/Coat | Row 3 Column 2 |
| Necklace | Row 4 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Arms | |
| Arm | Row 6 Column 2 |
| Wrist | Row 7 Column 2 |
| Gloves | Row 8 Column 2 |
| Ring | Row 9 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Legs | |
| Pants | Row 11 Column 2 |
| Shin | Row 12 Column 2 |
| Shoes | Row 13 Column 2 |
| Belt | Row 14 Column 2 |
| [/td | |
| Misc | |
| 1 | Row 16 Column 2 |
| 2 | Row 17 Column 2 |
Qi Name: Hickey Gene (Irish name meaning Healer, so Healer Gene)
Qi Ability: Ewan has supernatural healing abilities. Cuts, burns, bruises and breaks can heal anywhere from a matter of seconds to hours depending on the severity of the injury. The most unnatural part of this ability is that it doesn't leave any scars behind.
Qi Strengths: He can push himself harder and longer then most people, any serious or fatal wounds recover usually within the span of however long he sleeps, which is usually 3-4 hours a night
Qi Weaknesses: The amply amount of energy doesn't let him rest all to often, often forcing him awake in the middle of the night and causing insomnia. This doesn't bode well for mental work later in the day, such as test during English, but he has ways around that. It also doesn't replenish his body with nutrients. Any time he loses blood he needs to replace that with the vitamins and minerals necessary to help his body with the recovery process. His metabolism is also extremely high. He eats like someone possessed just to replenish his calories burned. He doesn't grow fat because of this, but the food bill is unreal.
Last but not least, Bio Approval Code Phrase: If I'm dancing with the cookie will it step on my toes?
