GRAYSON Samuel, benevolent (Digidestined)
Dec 1, 2014 23:20:05 GMT -8
Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2014 23:20:05 GMT -8
SamuelGrayson.
lyrics or something.
lyrics or something.
FULL NAME.Samuel Cornelius Grayson
NICKNAME(S).
Sam, Sammy.
AGE & BIRTHDATE.
17 & 08 15th.
GENDER.
male.
RANKING.
digidestined.
DIGIMON TYPE or OCCUPATION.
jungle trooper, metal empire, nature spirits
FACE CLAIM.
riku, kingdom hearts.
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APPEARANCE.
Samuel isn’t one would call tall as he stands about five feet and eight inches for someone his age, and he weighs around one hundred and forty pounds. While he was born with blonde hair, Sam has dyed it a bluish-purple color for Halloween, and it has since faded into a lighter shade after a few washings. Sometimes, people mistake it for being silver under certain lights, but they never mistake it for being short. His eyes are a bluish-green color, which is fairly hard to tell with his bangs usually covering them. He has a pretty light tan given where he is from.
As far as clothing goes, Sam wears whatever he is required to wear on certain occasions, which ranges from a suit and tie to a school uniform. Of course, he does have his go to clothing, which consists of a a sleeveless shirt and jacket combo, cargo pants and sneakers. While the colors may change from day to day, the get-up is always the same much to his grandparents chagrin. He does have a necklace that his younger sister bought for him as a birthday present before he left for England.
PERSONALITY.
Sam is a quiet individual who tends to have a tough time talking to people that he doesn’t know, but his shyness doesn’t keep him from helping those in need. He has a strong desire to help those that are hurting or who are in trouble. Even if it something as simple as helping someone find his or her way to running into a middle of a fight, it is something that he will do without concern for his own safety, but he does go in with some type of plan that does make sure that the person he is trying to help gets away. Alas, when it is all said and done, he returns to the quiet soul that doesn’t talk, so he will leave before an thanks or rewards are bestowed upon him.
When it comes to school, he is what one would call an average student, where he does well enough to keep from being declared a slacker but not enough to be considered a genius. The only thing that he shows any passion about is playing the guitar as he has aspirations of being a musician when he is older, and he dislikes it whenever someone tells him that he won’t make it. He does concede that sometimes he might get to involved in something that he forgets other things, but he doesn't see that as a reason for why he will fail at music.
HISTORY.
hometown; San Francisco, California.
family members;
Jackson Grayson [Father]
Meredith Grayson [Mother]
Isabella Grayson [Sister, Younger]
Damian Grayson [Brother, Younger]
Tim Grayson [Brother, Younger]
Mason Everdeen [Grandfather]
Lydia Everdeen [Grandmother]
Sam is the eldest of four children of a lovely couple who live in California. Being the oldest, his life started off very pleasantly with his parents’ attention being on him, and he was given what he wanted. Ironically, all that he ever really requested was a guitar as he had seen a man perform when out walking with his mother once, and he had been hooked to the idea of playing the guitar. This occurred when he was around nine years old, and it was a good thing that he had asked for it then because there lives changed later that year when his younger sister was born.
His life was a little more hectic after that day as he was expected to help out around the house more, but he was content with helping with the laundry, making sure parts of the house was clean and taking out the garbage. Of course, there were moments where he did get in trouble for playing his guitar at odd hours of the night, but it was seldomly frequent. As the years went on, Sam practiced more with the guitar and joined a band at his school, but it didn’t last as most of the members either quit due to getting in trouble at school or with the law.
When he was thirteen years old, his parents had twins which added much strain to the households finances, and so his parents both sought promotions. This meant that poor Samuel was spent doing more housework and learning to cook a few minor things to get the family through some hard nights, but like always they managed to pull through. It helped that Sam’s musical talents were able to put his younger siblings to sleep by playing them a calming lullaby, and for another few years he was content just being the good older brother.
When he turned seventeen, Samuel decided to apply to a music school that was in London, and after sending in an audition video he received a letter telling him that he had gotten into the school. It was decided that while in London that he would be living with his grandparents, and so Sam left on an airplane the following week to live in England for a year.
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ONLINE HANDLE.
Stick
AGE.
23
OTHER CHARACTERS?
n/a.
PRETTY PLEASE DON'T GIVE ME...
Palmon, Solarmon, Ebiburgermon.
RP SAMPLE.
It wasn’t like him to sleep in, but Samuel had some issues with learning a particular song last night so he had stayed up a little later than usual practicing. Hopefully, his grandparents weren’t too mad about that, but there really wasn’t time to worry about that as he needed to get to class before he was counted late. Man, this would never have happened if he had stayed stateside, but this camp was a rare opportunity for him to grow as a musician.
Rushing through all of his morning routines, the young man ran out the front door and hopped on his bicycle without losing the piece of buttered toast that was in his mouth. He sped along as quickly as humanly possible, but it cost him some on avoiding people. It was just his luck that screaming people alerted one another to the fact that something was moving around like a bullet on the street.
Eventually, he parked his bike in the stand next to the other ones and ran into the building. Walking into the classroom, Sam noticed that everyone was staring at him, and his teacher was burning a hole through his forehead with her eyes. “Sorry. You wouldn’t believe the traffic this morning.”
