Post by dante ira parsons on Apr 29, 2013 5:55:26 GMT
Dante Ira Parsons
Hey, my name is... Dante Ira Parsons
But most call me... Dan(don), te (tay)
If you want to, you can label me... bisexual
I've been on this earth for... 50
Which means I was born... May 20th
I'm a... teacher
And only a... Lightning Element Professor
I have power over... lightning
My eyes are... Hazel, with a touch of green
And my hair is... brown
One could say... lanky, exceedingly so, skinny, long hair.
I'm normally seen wearing... whatever I'm feeling for the day
And I supposedly look like... Jared Padalecki
All round, I'm... nice when someone first meets me. I guess maybe I'm nice no matter what. I like being nice because I don't think there's enough of that in the world. That doesn't mean I'm nice to everyone. I might come off as too nice sometimes because I'm faking it to get something or whatever. I get annoyed fairly easily and I know I shouldn't, but I do. I'm one of those people that need to know almost everything. I've been reading scientific books since I was able to read. I've been looking things up on the internet since google was first invented. That being said. I still like having fun and messing around, but I have to know the person to do that. And I have to be in the right mood, and just a lot of things depend on other things if I'm going to have fun. Most of the time I'm researching something or another. I'm kind of angered easily, which I've looked up why and came to the conclusion that it's my past that makes me so. Blame my biological parents for not giving two shits about me and leaving me.
I'm in love with... reading, researching, learning, being alone, figuring things out, bugging Manny with my knowledge and his small brain
Though I detest... not knowing something, being around people I don't know completely, mean people, my real family (even if I secretly want to meet them), and when my brother makes fun of me and my nerdiness
But my best assets are... my knowledge, and computer skills
However my worst... common sense (sometimes), knowing how to really care for someone
And I dream of... meeting my biological parents and finding out why they didn't even try to get to know me longer.
My life story... could be considered sad to someone on the outside of it. I was born to a family, from what I've been told, of Dark Borea's. Both of my parents were dark, and I had a brother as well that was a dark borea. My parents thought I would be one as well, of course. But when I was about 6 years old and didn't have any signs of a dark borea, but instead I gave them electric shocks and thought it was the funniest thing in the world. This was all in a letter they had written and put in a backpack for me while I was dropped off in a village that was supposedly overpopulated by the supernatural. I was taken in by a family of faeries. My last name was on the paper, but I adopted their last name instead because I didn't want to be associated with my real family.((Real last name is Cameron)) I had a new family and I was okay with that.
I was four years younger than their son, and we got along pretty well. After the awkward stage of me not wanting to talk to anyone. I was betrayed by my own family... and didn't want to have to go through that again. At that time, I thought if I didn't talk, then I wouldn't have to worry about getting shipped away again. We still do get along well, even if we're constantly bickering or arguing or teasing each other. I'm lucky to have someone I know will help me take care of myself when I get a little lost or crazy in my head, which tends to happen more times than it actually should. We both live together, sort of, in Northvale now. I took up a job teaching lightning borea's while he's a first grade teacher. We clash a lot. I don't like his taste in music (okay, I like a few songs but I won't admit that to him), I like reading, he... well he's him. But in the end, getting adopted into his family was the best thing that ever happened to me.
We both still call our mother a lot. She's getting old now and worries if we don't call her on a regular basis. I blame the fact our dad died in the war and she's all alone now. He died when I was 9... I was only with them for 3 years when that happened. It was still a good chunk of time to get to know and love someone that took you in like he did.
Manny and I went into the war ourselves when I was 16 and he was 20. We were young... but we survived it. We stuck together and toughed it out until it ended, well I did. He got hit with a nasty curse and left when he was about 30, and that's when we had started our lives in Northvale. The war was life changing, but I don't regret going in and fighting. Even if Manny and I aren't the same race, we still stuck together because faeries and borea are alike in a lot of ways.
I was born to... Arthur and Patricia Parsons
And also live with... Emmanuel Parsons
Not to mention... Lucky – Golden Retreiver
My ooc name is... Desty[/color][/blockquote]
And I've been roleplaying... yearish
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED
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