Post by Carden Crimson on Jul 12, 2007 16:24:22 GMT -5
Name:
Carden Crimson
Age:
17
Birthday:
October, 31
Birthplace:
Churchhill, Ont.
Year OR Occupation:
Senoir
Who are you?:
Hades
Personality:
Bitter Sweet: Carden is basically cold and nearly emoitionless. He has a distaste for most people, because none of them are worth his time or effort. He can be seen as a jerk, or self centered to most. But to those that he has deemed his closest friends, he is more ... open. A little bit more friendly and not nearly as cold as most believe.
Relaxed: He is slightly over relaxed and layed back. He can be pretty calm and passive at times. He never really tries his harest at anything he does, due to him knowing that he can acomplish almost anything, as long as he puts a proper spin on how he approached it. Not too much will get him overly worked up, but he has been known to blow a fuse every once and a while. And you don't want him to get pissed at you.
Powerful: He knows that he has a fair bit of power over many people, but mostly only because he has installed an inner fear to people. People know what he is capable of, though nothing even remotely close to what HAdes could do, but he could make any ordinarry reputaion or friendship crumble at his demand. He can be rather clever when it comes to his methods as well.
Picture:
Physical Apperance:
Carden is 6' 1", fairly skinny and has a pale complexion. He has black hair, with long bangs that is short in the back. He has a tatoo of a rose on his wrist, a group of numbers on the back of his neck [10311127] and a scorpion and a snake on his lower back in the center. He has viper bite piercings on his lower lips, with one on the top lip with an eye brow piercing.
Family:
Gregory Crimson - Father
Jaymee Crimson - Mother
Christina Crimson - Sister
History:
Carden was born in Churchhill, a northern part of Ontario. He was the second born of two children. Since he was the youngest he normally recieved a little bit more attention than his older sister, there was a 6 year difference between them. Despite the age difference and the different connections with their parents, they were pretty close.
Chrissy was the nice older sister who would stay up with him until three in the morning and try to get him to sleep. She soon figured out what made him tick from the point where he was a baby into being a child. For instance, he would fall right on asleep to Garbage or the Nine Inch Nails. He has continued that trend up till now, any music that was the opposite of the Spice Girls, can cool him off.
Their parents left him in her care a lot. Like when he was seven and they decided to go to California for a month, he still didn't know why. But that was the best month of his life, even if he was dragged to the mall to shop for Chrissy. The two were basically great friends that got each toehr and were always there. Even if they didn't didn't quite see things through the same perspective most of the time.
Then a week after Carden's 11th birthday, something went wrong. Carden's mom was driving Christine to a friend's house on the other side of Church Hill and things were cooling down again so she needed a drive. But since his father was a work, there was no one at home to make sure that Carden wouldn't do something bad, not that he ever would. They were pulling onto a substreet when a car sped right into their car. SImple as that, although apparently they had attempted to brake but the roads were too icey. But everyone knows that the roads wouldn't ice up for anouther 3 weeks.
Carden woke up, laying on the side of the road in a small heap of red snow. He had shards of glass covering him and couldn't feel anything in his body. That would be because he was thrown 10 feet from the side window and had been knocked out int he snow for a good five minutes. He forced himself to sit up, ignoring the pulsing in his numb arm, which was broken in 2 places. He looked over at the fused cars, seeing his sister's body half hanging out the door of theirs, he pushed himself along the ground with his feet, over to the side of the car. He reached up with his none injury and and grabbed onto Chrissy's hand. He didn't know that the mirror had come off and sliced her arm neirly off. "Christine?" He asked, his voice was hoarse and quiet, he was almost afraid to speak. He pulled her arm lightly, it ripped the rest of the fabric that was holding it in place and it fell on him. He stared at it for a moment. He couldn't breathe. He set it down and pushed himself away, it was now obvious that she was never going to repond to her name again.
He turned his head when the only ambulance in town pulled up. A few paramedics jumped out and started collecting people, though there were only five, and two of them were dead. He saw his mom get pulled away on a stretcher first, but she was gagging, so he knew she was at least alive. Next a blonde man came over and threw rather harshly onto the gerny. He didn't care though. He couldn't take his eyes off of the limp body hanging out of the car. A few paramedics walked over to her and began prying her out of the car. He wanted to scream at them to just leave her alone, that she wouldn't want to be touched. But his voice was broken and too choppy to even form proper words.
Then, a few years later. He got his letter, to attend Olympis High. He had finally gotten a break from his parents. He went asap. And has been there ever since, except for when he had no option but to go home.
Anything else?:
Carden Crimson
Age:
17
Birthday:
October, 31
Birthplace:
Churchhill, Ont.
Year OR Occupation:
Senoir
Who are you?:
Hades
Personality:
Bitter Sweet: Carden is basically cold and nearly emoitionless. He has a distaste for most people, because none of them are worth his time or effort. He can be seen as a jerk, or self centered to most. But to those that he has deemed his closest friends, he is more ... open. A little bit more friendly and not nearly as cold as most believe.
Relaxed: He is slightly over relaxed and layed back. He can be pretty calm and passive at times. He never really tries his harest at anything he does, due to him knowing that he can acomplish almost anything, as long as he puts a proper spin on how he approached it. Not too much will get him overly worked up, but he has been known to blow a fuse every once and a while. And you don't want him to get pissed at you.
Powerful: He knows that he has a fair bit of power over many people, but mostly only because he has installed an inner fear to people. People know what he is capable of, though nothing even remotely close to what HAdes could do, but he could make any ordinarry reputaion or friendship crumble at his demand. He can be rather clever when it comes to his methods as well.
Picture:
Physical Apperance:
Carden is 6' 1", fairly skinny and has a pale complexion. He has black hair, with long bangs that is short in the back. He has a tatoo of a rose on his wrist, a group of numbers on the back of his neck [10311127] and a scorpion and a snake on his lower back in the center. He has viper bite piercings on his lower lips, with one on the top lip with an eye brow piercing.
Family:
Gregory Crimson - Father
Jaymee Crimson - Mother
History:
Carden was born in Churchhill, a northern part of Ontario. He was the second born of two children. Since he was the youngest he normally recieved a little bit more attention than his older sister, there was a 6 year difference between them. Despite the age difference and the different connections with their parents, they were pretty close.
Chrissy was the nice older sister who would stay up with him until three in the morning and try to get him to sleep. She soon figured out what made him tick from the point where he was a baby into being a child. For instance, he would fall right on asleep to Garbage or the Nine Inch Nails. He has continued that trend up till now, any music that was the opposite of the Spice Girls, can cool him off.
Their parents left him in her care a lot. Like when he was seven and they decided to go to California for a month, he still didn't know why. But that was the best month of his life, even if he was dragged to the mall to shop for Chrissy. The two were basically great friends that got each toehr and were always there. Even if they didn't didn't quite see things through the same perspective most of the time.
Then a week after Carden's 11th birthday, something went wrong. Carden's mom was driving Christine to a friend's house on the other side of Church Hill and things were cooling down again so she needed a drive. But since his father was a work, there was no one at home to make sure that Carden wouldn't do something bad, not that he ever would. They were pulling onto a substreet when a car sped right into their car. SImple as that, although apparently they had attempted to brake but the roads were too icey. But everyone knows that the roads wouldn't ice up for anouther 3 weeks.
Carden woke up, laying on the side of the road in a small heap of red snow. He had shards of glass covering him and couldn't feel anything in his body. That would be because he was thrown 10 feet from the side window and had been knocked out int he snow for a good five minutes. He forced himself to sit up, ignoring the pulsing in his numb arm, which was broken in 2 places. He looked over at the fused cars, seeing his sister's body half hanging out the door of theirs, he pushed himself along the ground with his feet, over to the side of the car. He reached up with his none injury and and grabbed onto Chrissy's hand. He didn't know that the mirror had come off and sliced her arm neirly off. "Christine?" He asked, his voice was hoarse and quiet, he was almost afraid to speak. He pulled her arm lightly, it ripped the rest of the fabric that was holding it in place and it fell on him. He stared at it for a moment. He couldn't breathe. He set it down and pushed himself away, it was now obvious that she was never going to repond to her name again.
He turned his head when the only ambulance in town pulled up. A few paramedics jumped out and started collecting people, though there were only five, and two of them were dead. He saw his mom get pulled away on a stretcher first, but she was gagging, so he knew she was at least alive. Next a blonde man came over and threw rather harshly onto the gerny. He didn't care though. He couldn't take his eyes off of the limp body hanging out of the car. A few paramedics walked over to her and began prying her out of the car. He wanted to scream at them to just leave her alone, that she wouldn't want to be touched. But his voice was broken and too choppy to even form proper words.
Then, a few years later. He got his letter, to attend Olympis High. He had finally gotten a break from his parents. He went asap. And has been there ever since, except for when he had no option but to go home.
Anything else?:
