hale, paxton luis

[paxton luis hale]

PAXTON HALE

full name paxton luis hale
nicknames pax, paxxy
type original
gender male
age sixteen
birthday march twenty-first
group reject
clique stoner
grade sophomore
sexuality bi-curious
occupation student
face claim christofer drew
alias christofer drew ingle

persona
easy-going, charismatic, extroverted, alluring, zealous, persistent, laid-back, nonchalant, devious, impulsive, addicted, inclined, thick-skinned, stubborn, dishonest

life
paxton's life, though he is young, seems to revolve around pot, pretty girls, video games, and trouble, which is typical for a rebellious teenage boy. first off, weed is something he just adores. need to let go and get high? paxton is your go-to guy. he tends to skip class quite a bit to hang out under the bleachers, his usual spot. his second favorite interest are the pretty girls that he occasionally comes across. sex, sex, sex. pretty natural, right? tie those two things together and what do you get? trouble. whether it be getting caught with a blunt, or perhaps a protective father's daughter, paxton always seems to be on the run. but the good thing is, he likes it that way. when he's not chasing a high or some girl, he's home alone in the basement, playing videogames. his father is rarely there for him ever since his mother left. yeah yeah, sob story. well, not really, because pax seems to be content without parent supervision. he has marijuana, he has friends that match his personality and interests, and a house all to himself... what more could he ask for?

roleplaying sample
The bear lumbered through the sewer, occasionally lifting its large muzzle to sniff the area. Her claws were long and rather sharp, making a small amount of noise as she walked on. Her thick, black pelt had a few burrs from passing through Delica park earlier that morning. It was a little after dawn. She had been wandering through the tunnels, unsure where to go. Loo was dumped into the Menagerie yesterday, and in Carna territory. When a scout approached and ordered her to answer, she unwillingly told the shifter she was new, and looking to join the ring. He accepted and reported to Manic, whoever the heck he was. She was told to patrol Sewertown and that's exactly what she was doing. Well, not really. What she wanted was to get out of the sewers and away from the territory. But it seemed that she was part of this ring now. Where would she go if she ran from the Carna? Loo had seen a map of the zoo in a local flyer when she was outside of the dome. She knew the names of the packs, and where they were. There was a short description in the advertisement under each ring name. The Fulsi, land-grabbers. The Fallen, peaceful. And of course, the Carna, bloodthirsty.

Even if the shifter would never admit it, she was a little scared of the Carna. She hadn't actually met one, beside the scout that she communicated briefly with. Loo thought back to the previous day. She had waltzed right on up to the entrance of this place, and shifted. Smart move, right? Well, you couldn't blame her. She is a reckless teen. Plus she was rather sick of her boring life outside. Now, she was inside, and the party was about to begin. Her jaws were slightly parted and the bear inhaled a few times, making grunt like noises. Her voice echoed off the walls. There were no fresh scents, just old, stale ones. Oh, it was so nice to be a bear again. Loo was used to being in her human form, but here, she could roam freely in whatever body she wanted. All the scents and sounds were so clear and vivid, it was amazing.

( this was from another site i roleplay on, i hope that's okay. c: )

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