Post by borya on Sept 5, 2016 2:12:59 GMT
"Once upon a time I swore I had a heart, long before the world I know tore it all apart. Once upon a time there was a part of me I shared, years before they took away the part of me that cared."
I.
:Name: Hunter Mason Jones
:Age: 23
:Sex: Male
:Occupation: None
:Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
:Date of Birth: December 1, 1993
:Zodiac: Sagittarius
:Blood: O+
II.
:Father: Unknown
:Mother: Unknown
:Siblings: None
:Cousins: None
:Father of: No Brats
III.
:Eyes Follow: None
:Blushes Around: None
:Locks Hands With: None
:Dating: None
:Sleeps Next To: None
:Sexually Involved: None
:Betrothed: None
IV.
:Height: 6'4"
:Weight: 260 lbs
:Build: Toned, Muscular
:Eye Color: Brown
:Skin: Olive
:Hair: Brown
:Scars: 3 inch scar across cheek, 5 inch across forearm
Vehicle
V.
:Face Claim: Unknown
Tattoo
Outfit
VI.
:Likes: Roller coasters, Hunting, Fishing, Parties, Running, Bonfires, and Dipping
:Dislikes: Coffee, Math, and Reading
:Personality: Strong willed, Rebellious, Hostile, Aggressive, Snob
:Turn On's: Kind, Loyal, Pretty Face
:Turn Off's: Alcoholic, Slutty, Rude
VII.
family acquaintance friend good friend best friend crush lust loves fears dislikes hates death wish trusts
has yet to meet anyone
VIII.
Growing up in a trailer, Hunter didn't have much. From the age of ten, his parents would send him out to trap, or hunt any animal in his path. He'd then bring the animal home for dinner that night. Hunter didn't go to school, he simply provided food for the family. Their trailer was small with one bedroom. He either slept in the yard, or the floor when it got cold out. One night, when his father was drunk, he accidentally shot hit mother with a twelve gauge. Petrified, Hunter ran from their small town in Mississippi. Not knowing where he was going, or where he would end up, he continued to run. Scavenging for food, he ate anything he could get his hands on. Growing up on the run, Hunter eventually ended up in LA at the age of nineteen. Taking refuge in LA, Hunter was desperate for a job, no matter the job, he just wanted the money.
:Father: Unknown
:Mother: Unknown
:Siblings: None
:Cousins: None
:Father of: No Brats
III.
:Eyes Follow: None
:Blushes Around: None
:Locks Hands With: None
:Dating: None
:Sleeps Next To: None
:Sexually Involved: None
:Betrothed: None
IV.
:Height: 6'4"
:Weight: 260 lbs
:Build: Toned, Muscular
:Eye Color: Brown
:Skin: Olive
:Hair: Brown
:Scars: 3 inch scar across cheek, 5 inch across forearm
Vehicle
V.
:Face Claim: Unknown
Tattoo
Outfit
VI.
:Likes: Roller coasters, Hunting, Fishing, Parties, Running, Bonfires, and Dipping
:Dislikes: Coffee, Math, and Reading
:Personality: Strong willed, Rebellious, Hostile, Aggressive, Snob
:Turn On's: Kind, Loyal, Pretty Face
:Turn Off's: Alcoholic, Slutty, Rude
VII.
family acquaintance friend good friend best friend crush lust loves fears dislikes hates death wish trusts
has yet to meet anyone
VIII.
Growing up in a trailer, Hunter didn't have much. From the age of ten, his parents would send him out to trap, or hunt any animal in his path. He'd then bring the animal home for dinner that night. Hunter didn't go to school, he simply provided food for the family. Their trailer was small with one bedroom. He either slept in the yard, or the floor when it got cold out. One night, when his father was drunk, he accidentally shot hit mother with a twelve gauge. Petrified, Hunter ran from their small town in Mississippi. Not knowing where he was going, or where he would end up, he continued to run. Scavenging for food, he ate anything he could get his hands on. Growing up on the run, Hunter eventually ended up in LA at the age of nineteen. Taking refuge in LA, Hunter was desperate for a job, no matter the job, he just wanted the money.
