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[seth myles]

seth myles

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"got my six-string on my back, don't need anything but that."

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name , seth gaspard myles
nicknames , seth
gender , male
age , sixteen
date of birth , tenth february 1992
grade , junior
sexuality , straight
clique , musicians && individuals

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•• what's wrong, what's wrong now? ••

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hair colour , numerous shades of brown
eye colour , chocolate brown
build , leonine
height , 5"9'
weight , 120lbs
paragraph , standing a little taller than average, olive-skinned Seth holds himself confidently. His dark shaggy hair sweeps here and there, unless cropped into a chaotic hairstyle. Honest russet eyes are caged by long eyelashes, it not being at all uncommon for a scarlet flush to race across his cheeks in his moments of shyness. The majority of said bags are filled with casual clothes and some pieces of a formal nature. A few dress shirts, just enough to allow him the occasional time of suace and sophistication, and that old dress jacket of his father's. He'll add something to his attire, maybe a pair of bold sunglasses, a loose skinny tie, and a twang of colour. He always went for the look of being very mature, yet, possessing the air of a child.
played by , joe jonas

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•• too many, too many problems ••

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home town , sydney, australia
mother , makiko myles
father , christopher matthew myles
brothers , leslie peter myles
sisters , n/a
other , rocky--pet rock (missing in action)

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•• don't know where she belongs ••

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history , seth gaspard myles was born at 3:12am on the 10th of February, 1992 in the city of Venice in Italy. His mother was a mixed descendant of both Italian and Japanese, his father purely Australian. The origin of his name, and their reasons for picking it are unknown, and Seth never cared enough to ask. He was a healthy baby, and although his father had high expectations of his boy, his mother was simply content in that he had ten fingers and ten toes and he was completely and utterly healthy.

For all of Seth's childhood, his family was located in Australia, above his father's pizza parlour. They didn't quite struggle financially, yet, they weren't overflowing with money either. Instead, they were middle classed, getting by smoothly. He was brought up knowing to make the most of what he had, and survival skills were his parent's priority. Seth's craving of intelligence was his own desire, and he gained his knowledge on his own. The family of his community always embraced extraordinary talent, it being a very Catholic neighbourhood in the city's Northern Beaches. Seth's flair in music was well-appreciated, and welcomed, although his father thought very ill of it.

He lived years of prosperous activity. He was an active kid, yet he placed time aside for both his studies and his music. Although not as clean as mother would've liked him to be, Seth was a pleasant kid, and the excitement-starved elders around him were the first to start planting the seeds of adventure and curiosity into his mind.

At the age of twelve and a half, Seth realised something. He was beginning to notice girls in that other way. At first it surprised him, and shocked him into a shy facade. He was unsure of what to do around them, not wanting to make a fool of himself. A close friend of his, female as she was, was more than glad to talk sense into him, and although still quite unconfident, Seth grew to tolerate his nerves.

When he was fourteen, it became clear that Jasper was musically gifted like no other kid around the Beaches. His flair was talked up quite a bit in the backstreets and he became notorious, though, never famous. The desire to pursue a musical career came after he finished high school, and he wasn't sure of what to tell his father.

The time Seth did decide to break the news to his father, that he didn't want to inherit the family business, but rather, to venture out into the world and become an artist, old man Myles had passed on. It crushed him completely, and couldn't bear the world around him anymore. It wasn't a big surprise to anyone when Seth suddenly came out saying that he wanted to go to an American boarding school.


personality ,

exciting, outgoing , curious .
Seth is the type of person who'll go up to a total stranger and strike up a meaningful conversation. He's not afraid to speak his mind, or defend his opinion. He'll openly question something, and make it clear that he's interested, even if it makes a complete and utter idiot out of him. He'll meet any challange head on, and because of this risk-taking excitement, he's grown a strong shell of determination as well. He's done everything hair-brained and reckless, mostly because he was curious. His curiosity has gotten him into a bit of trouble, and even that attracts comrades, seeing as Seth has always been quite a magnet for trouble and adventure.

joker , well-humoured , amusing .
Addicted to laughing, Seth has been known to do a lot to get someone to laugh, or even to simply amuse himself. He can't sit still for very long, and likes to enjoy every aspect of everything he does to the fullest. His antics are known to bring a small smile out of even the hardest personalities. He'll be the kind of person to laugh in a completely inappropriate situation, just because he noticed something completely random, or someone scratching their nose reminded him of a funny occurance three months ago.

bad-tempered , judgemental .
Seth can have a temper, especially when he's pushed far over the edge. One can usually see this attitude coming from afar, since he does have characteristic warnings. Things such as low voice tones, inability to concentrate and spontaneous rants about infinitesimal matters are the most common. Once in this mood, Seth can be a rather unpleasant one of company, and his humour takes a rude, sarcastic turn.

modest , praise-shy .
There is a rather adorable, shy side to Seth, which is known to surface after his gigs. Whenever any praise is put his way, he'll blush, hide his face with his bangs, offer a small smile and a mumble of thanks.

inexperienced .
Seth never ahd a sister, only a brother, and a mother who was never around much. His inexperience with any young woman could be concluded from that. He feels as though he's sailing in uncharted waters when it comes to women of his own age, of his own time. They want him to be polite and pay the bill, they want him to be a tough guy and let them spend their own share so they acquire independence. It all sends his mind rearing, and he feels completely out of place. That is, when he knows they're expecting him to be what they want. Yet, he can be slick, without even meaning it, or noticing it for that matter. Jasper can make a girl laugh, he can show her a good time, but as soon as it comes to dating her, or anything more than just talking and laughing, he's about as clued in as a toddler in an operating room.

terrified of love , afraid of committment .
It sounds rather foolish, but it's the honest truth. Seth is absolutely terrified of the thought of falling in love, of being so sure that you'd feel the same way about someone forever. He thinks it won't happen to him and that he doesn't want to make a mistake. That's probably why he's afraid of committment. He almost has a stage with a girl before he hits a wall, like an athlete, and he has a chance to keep going, or simply follow that feeling of running away. Most of the time, he flees. There's a place in the back of Matt's mind that wants to find someone who'll make him stay, make him fight for love.

likes ,

• taking a risk
  
• creative arts
  
• dogs
  
• having fun
  
• the rain
  
• people who have nice smiles
  
• interesting personalities
  
• literature
  
• success
  
• good food
  
• laughing
  
• soccer
  
• writing music and lyrics
  
• coffee
  
• capturing rare moments
  
• seeing the reality of places
  

dislikes ,

• unnecessary arrogance
  
• milkshakes
  
• alcohol
  
• birds, mostly ducks
  
• loneliness
  
• fornication
  
• bills
  
• homework
  
• clowns
  
• people seeing him cry
  
• hypocrites
  
• cats
  
• working all of his jobs, and still having nothing
  
• people who are serious all the time
  
• the beach
  

fears ,

• dying
  
• clowns
  
• failure in life
  

hopes ,

• to reach his dream
  
• be happy
  
• graduate and go back home
  

secrets ,

• he wants to be a rockstar
  
• terrified of falling in love
  

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•• she wants to go home

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your name , hatter
age , fourteen
experience , 5+ years
password , hell on earth
sample ,

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setting;; in the bus shelter
time;; afternoon, roughly half past three
tags;; open
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Alright, so maybe ticking dad off in the market wasn't the most ingenius of the plans I've had. Delilah pulled her legs up onto the bus bench, crossing them as she exhaled sharply into the bitter afternoon air. Only about fifteen minutes before, her father had slammed the car door in infuriation, and driven off. Sure, that may seem like the stupidest thing you've ever heard a parent do to their kid, but obviously, you've never been to Forks. Delilah could camp out in the dilapidated bus shelter overnight and she'd be just as safe if she were comfortably tucked into her own bed; not to mention the fact that it was only half past three and she could walk home and still get there before it started to get dark. So maybe her father wasn't so imprudent afterall.

Delilah pulled a sour face, and reached up to pull the hair elastic from her wavy chestnut bun, shaking the tresses loose so they fell around her shoulders. She dropped her hands limply in her lap, the baggy sleeves letting a guft of icy wind trickle up her forearms. Delilah frowned as a shiver erupted through her upper body. How much longer was that bus going to be? If it didn't come soon, she was going to start walking.

Oh, who am I kidding? Delilah heaved a sigh. She was feeling too indolent today to walk all the way home, even if it was only a half a mile or so; besides, most of it was uphill. Maybe I could hitch a ride? She leant forward, as far as she was able without falling off the bench; if she was lucky, she might sight someone she knew just walking around the town, that was one of the few high points of living in Forks. But to her disappointment, there wasn't anyone rushing about in the light drizzle, and she collapsed back against the shelter, exhaling in laguor.
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this application was made by zozzii-x of white pages.
if you cut out the credit, i will hunt you down and beat you with a spoon.

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[Jake McGrath]

Accepted!