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Hehe, no worries Elainee. I like helping out when and if I can. 3nodding Thanks for the thanks. mrgreen

At Elliptic, hey I feel the same about my characters. And like Elainee said, characters grow into their own. I had one where I was making a solemn quiet obedient girl, but after a few pages of writing, she turned into an abrasive, angry paranoid (with really good reason for it) teenager. And I found it all the funnier that I fell in love with her even more. I want you to know that Marcel is wonderful to read about and you are doing such an amazing job with him.

Haha Elliptic, well we've yet to see much of her yet which is why I didn't say anything. I'm sure she's going to be a wonderful character. Besides, moodiness is a part of growing up and all it means is you get to play around with it more. At least we've got the excuse of these kids being teenagers.

Also everyone, uhhh there was a slight accident concerning Marcel's post and Sierra's. What I thought was a post was an accidental miss-click of a button. We're going to fix it soon so if it looks like Sierra is responding to something Marcel has not said, that's why. Sorry for any confusion!

LOL, and Andy's about to change completely too!

Also, as you may be aware, things are going to be going downhill for Ephraim. I would also like to claim the characters Jafar and Genie from "Aladdin". They are in the works and I will post them in here as soon as humanly (or inhumanly) possible.

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Btw, I am slowly but surely gathering enough items to make my avatar a sorcerer's apprentice. I reeeeeeeeeally need the enchanted book as it has an enchanted broom/mop which would be epic! I'm saving up, it'll take a while though lol

Not to be rude, but why the hell would you take that many credit hours??? My college put a limit of 20 maximum credit hours per semester because you need 60 hours of homework time per week on average if you take 20.

Hello, My name is

Randall Tripp Kensington

I Have Been on this Earth for About

Eighteen Years

I am of the

Male Gender

I'm staying in dorm number

Blue, Ten

I'm currently enrolled in grade number

Twelfth

c o l o r m e p r e t t y

How I Normally Look

Randy is a guy that one would describe raggedy. Everything about him seems unkempt and messy. His chin is always stubble coated, sometimes worse, and only clean shaven whenever the school insist on having a grand event and wants the best of students. His hair is always sticking up, and he continually runs his fingers through it, forcing it in random directions. Of course, his messiness doesn’t make him unattractive – he is one nice looking lad – and if anything, it makes him look all the better. His square face is defined, with well marked check bones, and a set jaw. He has piercing brown eyes, and long lashes giving him a look full of mischief. This look is emphasized when the boy smiles his signature smirk, which always means he’s up to something. When he’s smiling in general, regardless of a smirk or not, you can see it in his eyes and his whole face starts to glow, giving him a rather charming façade.

The lad’s skin is a deep tan, which even though it makes him glow, it also emphasizes the scars covering him. They’re all small, from small scratches when climbing trees or scraps from falling. Yet, if he weren’t so tan, you wouldn’t notice them at all. Being anything but thin, he’s well built and very manly looking. His tummy is flat, and as anyone could guess, toned. As are his thighs, calves, biceps, and everywhere else. He’s a real outdoorsman.

His clothing emphasizes both parts of his nature. They bring out his childlike mind by their endless rips and tears. The jeans are often cut off at the knee, that or, the thread repeatedly shows and sometimes his bare skin, depending on the size of the hole. His shirts, much as you’d imagine a ruthless man to wear, are button up and plaid. However, he wears plenty tee shirts, most with designs on them. He’d rather go barefoot than wear shoes, which he so often does, however when they are worn, they’re either hiking boots or boat shoes. They’re typically scuffed, just as the rest of him seems to be.

Everything about him is carelessly done. His clothes are thrown on in a rush, and only match because he clothes never really vary in color, always neutrals. His hair is combined in an instant, and never fiddled with again except by his overlarge hands. His teeth would even be neglected, if it weren’t for a post-it-note on his mirror to remind him. His overall body seems to add even more to this careless appearance, with random cuts everywhere and calloused hands. Looking at the boy, one can already determine so much about him; he’s careless and messy.

Fairytale Appearance

Just as shown in the Disney movie, Slightly is dressed as a fox. To any vegan’s dismay, the outfit is made from real fox skin. He wears a bomber hat, with beautiful auburn fox ears attached and fix fur on the parts that fold up and hang down over his ears. What isn’t made of fur on this hat is a deep brown. His outfit is a beautiful auburn brown fox coat, which is worn over a roughly sewed white tee shirt. His pants are roughly sewed trousers made from dark brown jean fabric, and they are cut off at the knee, and have more tears than his typical clothing.

When he is dressed in this, his face is smudged in dirt. His hands are dark as coal, and his feet are bare. Typically, he looks a mess, but in this outfit, he looks as if he hasn’t bathed in days. Luckily, they don’t require him to smell as awful as he looks, so despite the dirt, he is very likable.

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How I am

Randy has one trait that shines more than all the others, his absolute helpful nature. Want to play a prank that might get you expelled? Ask Randy, he’d love to help! Want to woo a girl? Ask Randy, he’ll be your wingman! Honestly, it doesn’t matter what you’re asking; he’s your guy. There’s just one flaw, you have to ask at the right time. If there’s more than one person asking him of a favor, he just might charge. That or, if you hit him on a bad or greedy mood, expect to pay. Some days, he’ll do whatever you want with no charge and no fuss, others you better pay and pay big. The thing is he’s so random with this you’ll never know. Even his pay is random, he may want cash one day and a bundle of sticks the next. In addition, he has no alliance whatsoever. Whether it is for the school vs. home, of a friend vs. another, he doesn’t care. He will never chose sides. Instead, he’s the biggest double agent and often times he helps two people fight each other. It’s not that he likes the drama of being a double agent, but instead, he just doesn’t care.

Randy doesn’t really care for anything. If someone does him wrong, he just rolls his eyes and blows it away. Even if someone does him right, he thanks them and moves on. He doesn’t care about school, about clothes, about anything. He just does what he wants with no regrets or second thoughts. To him, life has no consequences. Even if it did, he wouldn’t care. The only thing he ever cares about is when someone asks him to tell what he knows; he will never ever snitch. Because of this, when the school tries to get him to rat someone out, he stands through whatever punishment they throw his way. And, when he hears someone snitch, they should expect to be miserable for many, many days. Due to his privacy, he knows more about the school and its students than anyone else.

Randy is also the sweetest guy in the planet. If he wants to make someone’s day, he goes above and beyond. This is regardless is the person is a friend, or more, he doesn’t care. He just likes to make people happy. One time, he found a girl crying in the library. That day, he used his infinite resources to find out what her favorite food was. Then, he used even more of his infinite resources to talk the lunch ladies into making it, despite it actually being a challenging meal. Then, while everyone ate dinner, he played her favorite songs over the intercom in the school. The girl still doesn’t know who did it, but she has a hunch, and she’s loved him ever since. This wasn’t the first time he did something nice and extravagant for someone, and it certainly wasn't the last. That’s why most people cannot be mad at Randy for hurting them in a favor for someone else, since they know he meant no harm, that inside he’s just a big teddy bear.

In short, Randy is a double agent who doesn’t care for either side. However, when he’s not working against someone, he’s a sweetheart. That, and he’s the best secret keeper in the world.

How I came to be

Born in the richest of all Hollywood, Randy learned at a young age that money talks. When his father, a movie producer and always away, was too busy for his kids, he’d just buy them something and they were satisfied. When his Mom, a model, would be off in Paris for a shoot, she’d always send them sweets and goods and everything else. Randy was satisfied with this, and he was all right with not getting attention as long as he was taken care of. Sadly, Randy’s parents didn’t really give him any attention, he was the middle child and he wasn’t so well in school. His parents paid attention to his older brother and younger sister whenever they were in town, but he was easily neglected. Even once, he overheard his mother asking, “Who is Randall?” when someone asked about the young boy. Sadly, the only one who really cared was his maid (all of the kids were given their own maid) and he spent all of his time with her.

Her name was Marcie, and she was by his side all day. Sure, it may have been her job, but she brought the boy up right. She disciplined him, taking away the bits of his spoiled nature; this appalled the siblings, who were spoiled immensely. She also taught Randy the importance of a favor, and he soon found the love in helping people. Thus, started his childhood where he’d help his siblings pull pranks on each other. He always had the hunch that this wasn’t what Marcie had meant by a favor; nonetheless, it was his favorite thing.

His love for this maid continued to grow, that is until the day she died. It was by old age and was no big deal to everyone else; he was given a new maid right away. Yet to him, it was heartbreak. He cried and cried over the loss of his best friend. He was young, but the impact her death had was tremendous. He grew detached from his home. It wasn’t that he blamed them for her death, but instead he found he just didn’t care. He didn’t love nor did he hate a soul there. Therefore, he lived in his home for the next four years not caring about it or its occupants.

It was when a letter for a prized school came that Randy’s parents actually paid him attention. He smiled at them, and enjoyed his fifteen minutes of fame. Yet, they were only that, fifteen minutes. He soon left, packed up all of his riches and sent them ahead, and then landed right at the school’s front gate. When he found out his fate, he just shrugged his shoulders and simple replied ‘cool’. The administrators were surprised by his response, or lack thereof, but they let the boy in eagerly, glad he suited his part so well.

A love hate relationship begun between the school and the boy. They loved him since he helped with their endless favors to keep the school united, as long as they did not require secrets being told. However, that was their problem; he wouldn’t tell them anything. This never stopped, and again and again the boy found himself sitting in the administrators office being begged to give away all of his knowledge.

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There's something else you ought to know

Being the odd boy that Randy is, he carries a quarter in his pocket. He finds this helpful when he absolutely has no time to help someone, and he must chose if he should or shouldn’t. In addition, with his nonchalant way of doing things, it helps him make many more decisions. Many days, he’ll walk the school flipping the quarter in the palm of his hand, never once has he dropped it while it flipped.

.::ElaineeNicolee::.

Whee~

Back from the dead! Which...just means that my internet started working again. I love Wi-Fi. But sometimes it just sucks....

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Ooh~

Loving the profile ElaineeNicolee! You know, I've always wondered about Vegans. I mean, I know that they are related to Vegetarians in the way that they don't eat red meat. But they're so close in both of their lifestyle, or at least to an outsider looking in, that I get confused on both of their main points.

I understand that a Vegan doesn't eat meat or wear certain materials because of the explotation of that animal or even plant. While a Vegetarian's way of life mostly involves their diet and no consious thought as to the...animal in general. Or...yeah, I'm trying to explain what I mean. But I'm just getting more confused. But there's a question in there....somewhere....