Post by Asher Harris on Jul 24, 2008 23:19:00 GMT -5
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name;; Tim.
age;; 21.
experience;; Um... 6? Almost 7 years.
time zone;; Sydney(ish), Australia.
password;; nooo password!
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name;; Asher Flynn Harris.
nicknames;; Ash? Harris? Mostly just Asher.
age;; 16.
date of birth;; December, 21st, 1991.
species;; Human.
year;; Junior.
sexual orientation;; Gay (again with the 'ish').
occupation;; Student.
face claim;; Ryan Ross.
general appearance;;
Asher naturally has straight hair that is a medium brown colour. It is always brushed and styled, he wouldn't dream of going out in public with bad hair. In the past he has experimented with different colours to discover which looks best on him, but has since decided that his natural colour suits him more then any of the fake hues and shades that he has tried. His eye colour is also brown, although they are brighter then his hair is and they almost look maroon. Standing at 5'10", he is neither short nor tall (which is something he is glad of). He weighs approximately 153 lbs, meaning that he is skinny, but in a healthy way rather then looking anorexic.
As far as fashion goes, Asher will wear anything he likes. A lot of the time he will be happy just wearing a t-shirt and jeans (perhaps with a hoodie or something to go with it), but at times he prefers to dress himself up a little to feel more "pretty". On these days, he can be found wearing vests, scarves, blazers, or similar things. Occasionally, but not often, he really embraces his sexuality and will dress overly flamboyant. He doesn't mind wearing a little (or a lot) of makeup every now and then.
general personality;;
When Asher meets new people, he can come across as hesitant and unsure of himself. This supposed shyness usually disappears pretty quickly though, and people get to see Asher for whom he really is. The real Asher can come across as completely different things to different people. If he decides he likes you, he can be kind and caring, although a little insensitive. If he decides that he doesn't like you (which happens quite a lot) he will most likely come across as cold and sarcastic, and will often throw an insult your way.
Asher is also prone to slipping into bad moods. There only needs to be one small thing go wrong, and Asher will immediately get angry and snap at anyone and everyone who is around at the time. Once he is in one of his bad moods, it is difficult to get him out of it.
Love is something that confuses Asher quite a lot, but something that he strongly wants to believe in. All too often, Asher will confuse his feelings for someone as love, when most of the time it is nothing more then a minor crush. When around one of these people that he believes he loves, Asher will act insanely jealous and possessive. Many of his bad opinions of people have resulted from him believing they view his "lover" in a way that he disapproves of (this could be them liking him too much, or too little).
likes;;
* a little bit of peace
* the colour purple
* mystery, in all shapes and forms
* anything discarded to stay discarded
* butterflies
* music
dislikes;;
* the obvious
* being criticized
* being left out of the loop
* know-it-alls
* liars
* pedantry
fears;;
* large/loud dogs
* needles
* a world without love
quirks;;
* a slight lisp
* foot fetish
* biting his lower lip
secrets;;
* he hasn't officially come out of the closet (although he does nothing to really hide his sexuality, so people would be stupid not to realise)
* he secretly admires Paris Hilton ((*GASP*))
* he would never admit this to anyone, but he is oompa-loompa-phobic
magyck;;
Asher possesses a "phasing" ability that essentially allows him and objects or people he is in contact with to become intangible - meaning he is able to pass through solid objects. Asher does not have complete control over his powers though, so he can't always do it when he wants to.
family members;;
Mother - Katrina Louise Harris, 35
Father - Rufus Jonathon Gallagher, 51 (whereabouts/status unknown)
Stepfather - Jason Peter Harris, 41 (deceased)
Half sister 1 - Susannah Gail Harris, 12
Half sister 2 - Prudence Joy Harris, 10
history;;
Asher's story begins on March 14, 1991, when a young, lower class woman spread her legs for a wealthy, middle-aged man she loved and whom she believed lover her in return. What she didn't know was that the man she loved already had a wife and two children. So 25 days later when she discovered she was pregnant, she was surprised to also find that the man she loved didn't actually love her, and that he was returning to the family he already had.
When he was born, his mother did everything a mother should do to raise a child, bar one thing. She never really loved him. Perhaps this occurred because he reminded her too much of the man who had broken her heart -- his father -- or perhaps it was for some other reason, but he never did find out. When he was 3 years old, his mother married another man, and Asher finally managed to receive the love of a parent from his stepfather.
Over the next few years, his mother and stepfather had two more daughters, and while his mother clearly favoured her two daughters, he could always find the love he needed from his stepfather.
He grew up living a relatively normal childhood, until one day when he was 11 years old his stepfather was killed when he was hit by a drunk driver. This shattered his life as he knew it, and as he didn't really get along with his mother or either of his sisters, he began to withdraw more and more into himself.
It was not for another two and a half years after this that Asher's gift began to reveal itself to him. It started with him waking up several times underneath his bed, rather then on it, and him having absolutely no idea as to how he had ended up underneath it. At the time, he believed that the only possible reason for this was that he must have begun sleep walking. So in an attempt to stop this, he began tying his ankle to the foot of the bed. Despite the restraints, he was still waking up occasionally underneath his bed instead of on it.
Confused as to how this was happening, he borrowed one of his few friends’ video recorders one day, and set it up to record him in his bed. The next morning when he found himself once again under his bed, he eagerly went to watch back the video and see how he was doing it. What he saw though was something that he didn't expect. Rather then somehow untying himself while he was asleep, Asher saw himself sink straight through the ropes tying him, and the bed itself.
In a slight panic, Asher went to his mother with the tape and showed her. This resulted in his mother showing her first real emotion towards her son in years -- fear.
If it was possible, his mother became even more distant from her son. A few months after he had shown her the tape though, his mother came to him with some news. She told him that she had sent a letter to a place that dealt with people like, and that this "school" had agreed to take him on there.
And so Asher was sent to Winterthorne Academy.
post sample;;
((Yeah, I really can't be assed writing a sample post, so I'll just recycle a post from a completely random character of mine on another site.))
As the casket that held the body of Christian Evander was lowered into the ground, several things were happening in New York. A young girl named Stacey handed the ice cream man (whose name was Bill) one dollar and seventy five cents for her favourite kind of ice cream - blueberry. The police received an emergency phone call informing them of a bank robbery in progress at a store that sold second-hand jewellery shop. And a middle aged couple argued about the discovery of a bag of marijuana that was found in their teenage son's bedroom. Of course, none of these things have any connection at all to the burial of Christian.
A little closer to what was planned to be Christian's final resting place, the people that watched the descent of the coffin mourned. Some did so silently, others did not. Christian's mother - Natalie Joye Evander - in particular seemed to have no problem showing her pain as she howled in mourning over the loss of her one and only son.
Approximately 85.3 meters away from the gravesite, a tall, thin man stood hidden in a copse of small trees. The tall, thin man wore a black suit. The tall, thin man wore thick framed glasses. The tall, thin man did not wear a sorrowful expression. In fact, the tall, thin man had a small smile stuck to his face. He had watched the whole funeral, right up to this point, with a keen interest. If somebody was to come across the tall, thin man at that moment, they might have said that he looked the way a person would look when they were watching a television program which they found highly entertaining. Of course nobody did see him. He was hidden after all.
Forty seven minutes and twelve seconds later, the area was deserted of all living things except for two. One of these was the tall, thin man. The other was a witch whose name he knew was Adelia Cunnane. How he knew this was not important. He knew a lot of things that he shouldn't know, and he didn't consider any of these things important either. What was important were the things he didn't know. Yet.
The same small smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he watched as the witch Adelia climbed into the grave. The same small smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he watched as she began to dig. The same small smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he watched her extract the body of the boy Christian from the casket. The same small smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he watched as she made the body of the boy Christian vanish. The same small smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he watched as she then vanished herself.
The small smile that had stuck to the face of the tall, thin man then changed to a big smile as he turned and began walking away. The same big smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he gently tugged a modern cell phone from his pocket. The same big smile stuck to the face of the tall, thin man as he dialed a number and held the phone to his ear.
The big smile that stuck to the face of the tall, thin man split in two as he parted his teeth and spoke two words.
"It's confirmed."
