REED, spencer gregory

[SPENCER GREGORY REED]

Spencer GregoryReed

CHARACTER NAME || Spencer Gregory Reed
NICKNAME || Spence, Reed
GENDER || Male
AGE || twenty
PREFERENCE ||bi-curios
MEMBER GROUP ||arts
PLAY BY ||Chris Kamrada

LIKES ||Drums.Traveling.Coffee.Dogs .Smoking.Music .Laughing. Movies .Energy Drinks. Sleeping.
DISLIKES || Mornings.School.Tea.Ignorance. Over exaggeration.Snobs.Violence.Lazy People.Rude People.Cold Weather.Pop Music.
STRENGTHS || Friendly. Smart. Witty. Determined.
WEAKNESSES || Proud at times. Naive. Hopeless Romantic. Short Fused
FEARS || Going Insane. Breaking bones. Car Accidents.
SECRETS || Bulimic. Pulled a knife on a high school classmate
GOALS || Run his own concert venue. Have a small music production company
PERSONALITY || Spencer is a whole mixture of colors. His personality ranging from almost everything and anything. His years as a teenager, well, those were definitely teenage angst years. He was quite the hot head. Being part of the local gang, he was quite violent and angry most of the time. But after graduating high school, he realized that nothing like that was really worth it. Which gave Spence the complete turn around into someone positive, kind, and really easy to get along with, but, there still is that little spark inside of him, that, comes out once in a while. But for now, he's a really nice guy with some big hopes and dreams in front of him, and he's just taking it one day at a time.

PARENTS || Cynthia Marie Reed-Porter/55/ nuse/mother
Brandon Lucas Porter/58/construction worker/ step father
SIBLINGS || Finn Hunter Reed/ 32 / stock broker / older brother
Jackson Luke Reed/ 30/ elementary school teacher/older brother
Alicia Ramona Porter/ 19/ college student/ little step sister
BIRTHPLACE || Los Angeles, California
HOMETOWN || Hollywood, California
NATIONALITY & LANGUAGES || Half American, One Fourth Hispanic, One Fourth English
Speaks: English and some Spanish

SAMPLE RP HERE

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The bouncing of the bed is what usually woke Raphael. He opened his green eyes to meet a pair almost the same shade. An instant smile came to his face. The little boy in rocket ship pajamas and crazy bed head was jumping up and down on the king size bed. Raph quickly turned on his side, but nothing stopped the young boy “DAD DAD DAD DAD DAD DAD” was all that he kept saying. Raph finally had enough and threw the blankets off from over his head “WHAAT?!” he yelled in a loud voice. The young boy seemed shocked. He looked at his father and tilted his head to the side “Why did you let someone draw all over your chest? Can you draw on mine?!” Raphael couldn’t help but laugh; he quickly grabbed his son and threw him under the covers, turning on some cartoons on the big TV. “You can have someone draw on your chest, when you’re eighteen, or older, k bud?” the boy just smiled and nodded. “You hungry Luca?” a big constant nod came from him.

Raphael got up and his flannel pants rested just below his pelvic bones. He walked down the stairs and into the massive kitchen. He put his coffee mug underneath the coffee machine , as the coffee began to pour into the cup, Raph walked over to the fridge grabbing some eggs and milk. He took the flour and baking soda out of the cupboard and began making Luca’s favorite breakfast, pancakes. Ever since it was just Luca and Raph, he learned how to cook, and he was pretty damn good at it too. He was just about to call Luca down, but he was already sitting in his seat, Raph placed two pancakes on his place and placed the strawberry sauce in front of him. Raph took just one, and drenched it in the sticky maple syrup. It was a usual Saturday. He was sipping his coffee and Luca finished his apple juice. “Let’s get you dressed”. Raph picked up his son and brought him into his own room which was filled with rocket ships and anything outer space like. Raph threw him a pair of jeans and a band tee. Yes, he liked to dress his son like a champ. He walked through the connecting door into his room.

Raph put on a red sox tee and a pair of jean and black converse. Walking back into Luca’s room, Raph smiled as his son waited patiently on the bed. Raph ran and jumped on it , landing face first into the pillows, “what are we doing today?” Luca sat thinking for a moment, “We’re not doing anything poppa, I’m going to Wilson’s remember?” Wilson was Luca’s best friend from school. And Raph totally forgot they were going to play. “Alright, get yourself in that car mister.” Luca had plenty of cars to choose from, and well a bike that Raph never used. It was the bike he met Larkin on. And luca knew not to try to get Raph to ride the bike. Riding the bike was basically suicide for him. Luca chose the black escalade, per usual. Raph got in the car and began to drive Luca to his friend’s house. He dropped him off and on the way home, passed through town, passing a mechanic shop “fucking great, I’ll take my bike”. Raph got home and ran into the garage, grabbed his helmet and hopped on the bike.

The wind blew through him, bringing back the feeling of his youth. When he had her on the back of his bike, her arms wrapped around his. Squeezing his torso on every turn and every rev of the bike. All the days of Raph and Larkin came swarming back into his head, and he was ready to cry. She was the only thing that really made him feel alive, yes, he lived for Luca, but, he gave everything for Larkin. He stopped by the shop, taking off his helmet he shook his head making sure his hair wasn’t matted down from the helmet. He put a hand through his hair swooping his bangs to the side. He walked in the door, and towards the woman. Looking at her, he dropped his helmet. His eyes went wide, his breath stopped as did his heart. It couldn’t be. Years of searching, everything had suddenly changed. He let out a single name “larkin?” He was having trouble catching his breath. “it’s….it’s really you?” he almost wanted to reach out to make sure that he wasn’t hallucinating, but, he refrained from doing so. All he could do was wait for her to answer him.

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THE NAME'S RAE AND I AM BOARDING THE FEMALE TRAIN
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR FIVE YEARS NOW. I ALSO PLAY
---- HERE. AND I AM NINETEEN YEARS YOUNG.

[( SYLLIE )]