[Meet Christopher Clark, I made him just the other day and he's my buddy, I'm very proud of him <3]
Name: Christopher Clark
My Puppeteer: Rainbows-from-Razorblades
I'm a very Handsome/Beautiful: Male
What I Enjoy: + Books
+ Rain
+ Hacking Computers
+ Spending Time with People Who Are Worth It
+ Listening To Music In My Over-Sized Headphones
+ Nighttime
What I despise: - Having To Repeat Myself
- Ignorant People
- Having My Reading Interrupted
- Sunny Days
- Small Children
- Math
- Having People Call Me Small Because of My Size
Who I am: Christopher Clark is a quiet little bookworm that'll warm up to you if you are worth it in his eyes. He has a very cynical sense of humor with which he is never out of practice. You can usually find him in the library or outside depending on the weather. If you want to befriend him, trying just sitting near him from time to time, he will grow to like you this way. If you want to make him mad simply take his book and run away with it. But beware, if you make him angry your computer might contract a series of viruses that will wipe your hard drive clean. He is also quite short for his age and he is often mistaken for a fourteen year old.
What I'm good at: Chris is surprisingly good at piano, though he doesn't enjoy or hate it, he won't admit that he can play well.
Aren't I unique: Christopher can use psychokinesis, read mind but not plant thoughts, and he can teleport for short distances.
My life: When Chris was just a little boy his parents grew steadily concerned when he would ask about the divorce, mortgage payments, and other explicit things that should not enter a child's mind. They were pushed over the edge when he was around 13, that's when The Incident happened. Chris had been reading his multitude of books, as per usual, when his mother asked him to clean up his room. With his mother staring awestruck in the doorway, his clothes and trash floated off the floor and into their proper places in a matter of seconds. The child's only response was a bored glance over the rim of his glasses and a sigh.
His mother and father cast him out that day. Not something he hadn't been expecting, they'd been thinking about it for a few weeks now. He had rented an apartment and would live by himself without any contact from his parents for the next three years. This brings us to the time he applies to GaHoole.
Music describes me: Don't Speak by No Doubt
I've been alive for: 16 years
Classes: -Geometry
-World Geography
-Physics
-All
-Health
-Band, Art, Technology, German
Mirror Mirror What Do I See:
Teacher or Student: Student
Dorm: 10c
[ah I love this kid. He was born on Tuesday June 23, 2009 to GaHoole Academy for the Gifted, which is still going strong.]