Post by Franklin Gabriel Halem on Jun 26, 2011 23:19:01 GMT -6
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Franklin Halem
"It's been six months since i shot that bad bitch down"
17 .
four years .
uh, yeah...i sunno about that. just PM me .
kels .
Frankie, Gabe, Frank etc. .
23; Sept 7th .
GROUP Patient
POWER/ABILITIES Able to read desires/wants of people
POWER WEAKNESS AND AMPLIFIER weakness- water amp- most women
Leo Dicaprio .
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HEIGHT 6'1
WEIGHT 170
HAIR. sandy blonde; longer
EYES. they change, mainly green
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS . huge back tat of wings, but not pussy wings, like really demonic wings that gofrom his shoulders to his ass
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . scars all over his hands
PHYSICAL FLAWS . muscular but not toned
PERSONAL STYLE . usually in black jeans and a baseball tee
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DISLIKES . water, being weak, people knowing his power, stubborn women
STRENGTHS . knife fighter; good with combat; excellent liar
WEAKNESSES . not good at saying no, tries everything
GOALS . to die before he turns 30
FEARS . having a child with a woman and passing on his genes
SECRETS . killed two girls; only confessed to one
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FATHER . never there
MOTHER . Beatrice Halem
SIBLINGS . six brothers, all died before they were 30.
PETS . none
OTHER FAMILY . sister, 17, comes to visit all the time, Annie
HISTORY .
Franklin was raised in a small duplex with four brothers and a single mom. He was the youngest of them all, and he watched three of them die. His mother was hardly ever home and he raised his baby sister, Annie. At 16 he started to notice girls, and thats when his powers started. He always knew how women felt around him and how he affected them, he was also good with fighting because he could feel when someone wanted to jump him before they acted on it. Everything was rather simple from that point until he turned 19. His girlfriend at the time had cheated on him, and on top of that she had lied about being pregnant, so one day he snapped and hung her by a chain from her apartment balcony. The next week, he was in jail, giving gory details about how he hadn't just hung her, but stabbed her 30 times and carved his name above her heart. You could say he went completely nuts.
His trial was the most watched in Georgia but he plead insanity, and won. But, he was to be held at Animosity for the rest of his life.
So here he sits.
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MEMBER TITLE .
RULES PHRASE(this tells us you've read the rules.) . bandaids
ANY OTHER CHARACTERS? . not so far
RP SAMPLE . (250 words)[/size][/ul][/color][/blockquote][/font][/blockquote]
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Bethany removed her shoes as she walked alone towards the pool. She knew since her stay it was completely useless to even have the pool, but they still let it fill with dirty water from rain storms in the spring and summer. Still, she walked on. This was how she gathered her thoughts. Listening to the birds chirp and the wind blow through the wild trees, blowing leaves around her.
Today wasn't very stressful, but since being prescribed new medication, her mind was constantly of deep thought and deeper meaning. So, for the passed week or so, she would travel down to the pool and sit on the side, thinking and reflecting on the day she just had and the day to come.
Bethany's life was a bit lonely. She feared most interactions, and her life was wrapped up in the hospital. Not that she could help it. Her feet always carried her back here, no matter how far she tried staying away. All roads lead to Blackwood. Maybe she was never meant to be normal, to have normal friends, or to live a normal life. Though, the sense of what was considered 'normal' wasn't always as clear as she liked it to be. Depending on the person and situation, your crazy could be another's normal.
These were the deep thoughts that flooded Bethany's blonde head as she neared the pool ritually. Take a seat on the dirty ground, she plucked a few leaves from a branch near her, crinkling them between her petite fingers. Pressing her red lips together she focused more energy on the task at hand than anyone else would.
A few hours here would be satisfying enough to let her sleep tonight and return in the morning to do the same thing all over again. Deep in her brain she wished something odd would happen to the mundane rituals of tomorrow, a crazy patient getting out, maybe? A death? Bethany laughed darkly, she shouldn't think such thoughts. Those were saved for when her medicine wore off.
