Post by america on Oct 3, 2011 18:15:43 GMT -5
Who are you?
Name: Alfred F. Jones
Age: Twenty-one
Nation: The United States of America
Gender: Male
Physical Description:
Alfred stands at about 5'10", with sandy blonde hair and deep blue eyes. He typically leaves his hair as is, for it usually looks well kept, except for one piece of his hair that likes to stick up. Alfred also wears glasses, which make him look a tad bit older than he actually is. Alfred has a fair skin tone, but he has no problem with tanning, thus, he looks rather golden in the summer.
He often wears whatever seems to be in style, despite the bomber jacket that he can always be seen wearing. The only time he is not wearing his jacket is when he's sleeping or lounging about.
What's your story?
History: (at least five paragraphs)
Personality:
Alfred is most certainly not a very complex person, so many of those who he meets can read him after a mere conversation. Many deem his personality and behavior to be rather negative, but in reality, Alfred is indeed, a good person. Alfred may communicate his idea in a very loud tone of voice, or what he calls his "outdoor voice". Though, most of his ideas are in all actuality, impossible, he takes pride in the thought of saving the day. The American believes that he is the best, most awesome hero ever, which is not entirely false. He has his own way of getting things done, even if he goes in without a plan.
Despite his stupidity, inability to read the atmosphere, and obnoxious behavior, Alfred deeply cares for his friends and will do anything to protect them. However, one may hear him say some sort of dim-witted comment of, "I'll take a bullet to the leg or something, anything else could like, kill me, dude!", for he never really does think before he speaks, but it's a work in progress. When Alfred does actually understand the situation and what it entails, he may actually make intelligent statements and become rather serious.
Since he believes he is "the best hero ever", Alfred does try to live up to that standard. He has a strong sense of right and wrong, knowing when justice needs to be served. No matter what the situation may be, Alfred always tries to have an optimistic view, as well. He is always determined to accomplish whatever goal or task there may be.
Overall, Alfred is just a friendly, obnoxious person that's looking to save the world and have everyone else as back-ups.
Flaws: (list 3 )
Likes:
+Food; Preferably hamburgers and freedom fries.
+Soda; Unlike bland water or tea, it actually has taste
+Sports; Especially baseball
+Anything American; National pride!
+Cars
+Video Games
+Ice Cream
+Movies
Dislikes:
-Diets
-Ghosts
-Scary movies
-Rules
-British English everybody who speaks English should speak it like him
-Tea
-Anyone who dislikes American culture
-Communism
-Anyone he deems as villainous
Why did you join the force?:
Tryout
Roleplay Sample:
(Taken from another RP~)
It was a rather tiresome day for Alfred. Being a hero was pretty much a 24/7 job, that didn't seem to have time for even a lunch break at McDonald's. He thought of making a stop at the drive through, however, the very thought of it made him groan, for it seemed like people took even longer in the drive through than in the store.
He let out a tired sigh, and kicked a small pebble on the street. His growling stomach seemed to get louder and louder with each passing minute. The last time Alfred ate was at least an hour ago, so obviously it was time to eat again.
A smile appeared on his face faster than lightening. "I can just go to McDonald's and help anyone who needs help as an awesome heroic citizen! Perfect" He darted over to the nearest McDonald's, looking forward to eating.
Alfred walked up to a busy highway, next to a rather old lady. His blue eyes peered down to get a quick glance at the woman. "Wow! You're so old!! Do you need help crossing the street?"
The elderly lady looked up at the determined boy and simply let out a huff, "I'd rather take my chances right now than have a stupid boy like yourself help me".
Alfred gave the woman sad puppy dog face and whined, "Aw, c'mon lady. You're so old that you need help. Let me help ya! Please?"
The light changed to a vibrant green. Before the woman started to cross the street, she hit Alfred on the side of his head with her purse. He let out a small yelp and rubbed his head while he watched her cross the street.
Alfred flashed a smile, "Oh well, time for McDonald's!" He followed the old lady across the street, being the great hero he is, and then made his way to McDonald's.
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