Post by sylver on Sept 24, 2012 4:22:00 GMT -6
I apologize for the long history section. If it's too long, I can shorten it, but there was a lot I was planning for this guy that got left out of what's here.
[ Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian ]
[ So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind? ]
[ Catch Me As I Fall ]
[ The Basics ]
Name Meaning: "Dark Red Venerable Champion"
Phoenix - Dark Red
Nigel - Champion
Sebastian - Venerable
Nick Name: Bean-pole (in HS);
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-Sexual, leans more toward men, atm.
[ Sweet Ruptured Light ]
[ Appearances ]
Hair: Phoenix has shaggy, platinum blond hair (palegoldenrod #EEE8AA) that falls to the middle of his ears on the front and sides and touches his collar in the back. He always wears his hair brushed so that it will fall in his face and hide some of the sharper angles of his appearance.
Face & Eyes: He has an inverted triangle-shaped face. His chin has a slight point to it and his cheeks are narrow, leading up to a wider forehead. His nose is long and slightly wider than he'd like it to be. His skin is naturally olive toned, making his light colored hair stand out. He has deep-set eyes in a shade of brown so light they are almost orange (semisweet chocolate2 #E6B426).
Body Type: Phoenix is 5'7" tall and to quote his aunt "skinny as a rail". He has always been thin, regardless of how much he eats, which is a good thing considering his uncle's family tried to stuff his face with food every time they saw him. He looks like a strong wind would blow him over. His hands, with slightly longer-than-normal fingers, are always covered in ink. Somewhat forgetful, he's constantly writing notes on his hands, arms, and if it's a really stressful day, his feet.
Clothing Style: Phoenix has two 'sides' to his life and therefore allows himself to have two 'sides' to his wardrobe; Work/School, OMG-Don't-Let-Anyone-Know-I-Even-Own-This.
For Work/School, his clothes are suited to the environment he's in. School is the most difficult to keep up with. Since he's in Tokyo working on a degree in fashion design, he can't just show up in jeans and a t-shirt. Every little thing one wears is expected to be so far ahead of the trend that Phoenix often finds his clothes getting critiqued on a daily basis by his classmates. He gave up trying to keep up with them long ago and wears simple dark dress pants and a light-colored button down shirt every day. Except when there are five weeks in one month. During that fifth week period, he swaps out the light-colored shirts for something darker. Work is a little easier to do. When he's not expected to be seen by the public, it's nice jeans and t-shirts in a variety of colors and designs. When he does have to interact with people, dark dress slacks, dark silk shirt and a tie (his boss is Very particular).
OMG-Don't-Let-Anyone-Know-I-Even-Own-This is what he calls the section of his closet that holds all the clothes he owned and can still wear before he moved to Italy. A football jersey from the local college team, sweatpants, plaid shirts and yes, even a pair of denim overalls. These are the clothes he wears when he's feeling homesick and never outside of his apartment.
[ Don’t Turn Away ]
[ A Look Deeper ]
Personality: Phoenix is a different to almost every person he meets. So much so, that people who see him in more than one setting, often fail to recognize him at first because his personality undergoes such a drastic change. His coworkers would swear that he is a flamboyant, over-the-top gay man with a love of leather and neon. He will flirt with any man, regardless of age, and will critique every woman's outfit from her earrings to her shoes. He enjoys hanging out with his coworkers after work and will go out of his way to meet new people.
His classmates, on the other hand, would swear that Phoenix is a quiet, reserved (some say repressed) straight man who has no business being in a class about fashion design. He hardly interacts with them in class, unless specifically called on by the teacher. He doesn't discuss ideas with anyone, preferring to keep his nose stuck in a book. And he has never accepted an invitation to go anywhere and do anything with anyone, male or female.
The few friends he has managed to make since arriving in Japan would say he's a mix of the two on the surface, but that the real Phoenix is someone that's very hard to get to know. Phoenix knows that he's still very confused as to who he really is and is willing to try almost anything to figure that out. There is one thing he does know for sure, though. That is, if you're related to him, he wouldn't care if you dropped dead tomorrow.
To anyone he is related to in any way, shape, form or fashion: He's a rude, cold-hearted son-of-a-cross-dressing-bitch. His uncle's family still haven't gotten over the fact that he left his fiancé at the altar, even though the engagement was practically forced on him. So if he meets any one with an Italian accent or who, in any way, looks Italian, Phoenix will automatically snap into a rude young man who doesn't seem to care what he says.
Strengths: Willing to try anything; Multi-lingual; Creative thinker; People-person; Good observational skills;
Weaknesses: Strict Religious Upbringing; Willing to try anything, regardless of the side-effects; Smoker; Has been known to drink heavily; Gets knocked over by a stiff breeze;
Dreams: To become a fashion designer with his own clothing line.
Fears: Winding up back in his aunt's house.
[ Candy Clouds of Lullaby ]
[ Present History ]
The man who would one day come to be known as Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian, was christened with the name Paul Thomas Nigel at birth. At least, that's what he was always told by the woman who raised him. All he knows for sure is that he was abandoned by his father when he was two years old and sent to live with his sister Sarah in a very dull, boring, small farming town in the Southern United States. Young Paul spent most of the first week there, screaming in terror every time the older woman came near him and constantly crying out for his father. His aunt Sarah, a very conservative, extremely religous woman, dragged him to her church, begging the pastor to baptize him and 'cast out the devil'. This only served to frighten the two-year old even more, though no one could figure out why.
Afterwards, every time the boy did something his aunt didn't like, she would threaten him with a repeat trip to the church's baptismal font and Paul would immediately stop whatever he was doing. Things finally calmed down for the pair, though Paul would still ask where his father was every few months. His aunt would always growl out some answer, make him say an extra prayer or two and make him go to bed early. By age four, all questions about his father had pretty much stopped and by age five, Paul couldn't even remember him.
During that year, Paul's aunt met a man who had recently been widowed and left with a small child of his own at a church function. He was originally from Italy, but had moved to the states many years before with his older brother to open a restaurant. The two were only interested in being 'church buddies', but they encouraged Paul and the man's daughter, Donata, two years his senior, to become friends. Paul grudgingly sat through endless rounds of tea parties and dress-up in the hopes that his aunt would soon grow tired of this man. Unfortunately for him, though, they only grew closer. Two years after their first meeting, they were married and Paul suddenly found himself with the thing he most dreaded, a sister.
Things were never easy with the new blended family, but they managed not to kill each other. Paul's new uncle (he could never bring himself to call his aunt's husband 'dad', even though he had been calling her 'mom' since he was three) was night manager at a local restaurant, leaving his aunt, who worked for the local vet, at home with the kids at night. Donata, who had been very fond of her mother, had a hard time adjusting to this new woman telling her what to do. Paul would lock himself in his room most of the time and if it was warm enough, would climb out of the window, up the tree next to the house and on to the roof. From here, he could watch the stars. On more than one occasion, his uncle would come home in the early hours of the morning and see the young boy curled up asleep in the most awkward of positions.
The situation between step-mother and step-daughter only continued to worsen the older Donata got, so that by the time she was seventeen, she had run away from home more than a dozen times, each time staying gone longer and coming home in worse shape than ever. Her last litttle adventure started shortly after her seventeenth birthday and ended some three months later. She was arrested with several other teenagers at a frat party on the campus of one of the local colleges. Fed up with his daughter's behaviour, Paul's uncle sent her back to Italy to live with his relatives.
A few months later, the restaurant burned down and the family suddenly packed up and moved to Italy. Paul had just turned sixteen and was suddenly in a country completely different from the only one he had ever known. Before he had even managed to unpack, he was introduced to more people than he had ever met in his whole life, all of them related to his uncle in some way. He isn't quite sure how it happened, but somehow in meeting with the family that first day, he agreed to an arranged marriage to a cousin named Elisabetta. His uncle was thrilled at the news. His aunt was not. For one of the first times in his life, Paul found himself agreeing with the older woman. It wasn't that Elisabetta wasn't a pleasant woman to look at, it was the fact that she was eight years older than him. The family wanted the wedding to be held as soon as possible, but his aunt refused. She finally convinced her husband's family to wait until Paul was eighteen. That would give them two years to find someone more suitable and for Paul to plan his escape.
But to do that, first he had to learn the language, so he could be sure he didn't inadvertantly agree to anything else he was by no means ready for. Second, he needed help. That came from the most unlikely source, Elisabetta herself. She got him a good-paying job at the clothing store she worked at and made him over from a backwoods American farmboy into an international playboy wannabe. At least she managed to change his clothes. He never seemed to be able to get rid of the accent and most of the customers of the store became enamored with him. It was one such customer, the spoiled son of a politician, that made Paul begin to question everything his aunt had shoved down his throat his entire life. He was trying so hard NOT to stare at the man every time he was in the store that he failed to notice the man staring at him. Donata took pity on her little brother and arranged for the two to go on a date far, far away from any of the family.
Paul was the happiest he had been in a very long time until Elisabetta dragged him into the local church, demanding that they set the date for the wedding. Realizing that it was now only a few days until his eighteenth birthday, Paul panicked. He hastily agreed to whatever date she chose, hurried home and began packing his bags. One week later, while Elisabetta, Paul's uncle and the rest of the family were all gathering at the church, Paul's aunt went with her nephew to the nearest train station. They took the train to Rome and from there caught a flight back to the US. Now out of reach of his uncle and his family, Paul's aunt filed for divorce.
A few days later, a letter reached them from a lawyer's office in California, informing them that Paul's father had died while they had been in Italy and asking them to come out and settle his estate. Paul's aunt told him that it was up to him to decide what to do with it. She wanted nothing to do with it. Confused, Paul set out for California and quickly learned why Sarah had always spoken so vehemently about his father. His father, her brother, was actually her sister and was actually Paul's mother. And his name wasn't really Paul.
Shortly after he was born, apparently, his mother decided to change her name from Grace to Grant and begin living life as a man. Over the next two years, she had multiple surgeries to alter her body. Unable to cope with this change in his mother, Paul would scream every time he saw 'him', leading to an unfortunate accident where he nearly drowned when 'Grant' walked into the bathroom while his girlfriend at the time was giving Paul a bath. Unable to bond with his son and fearing for the child's sanity, Grant took Paul to his sister, Sarah and begged her to raise him. He then returned to Callifornia and a somewhat promising IT job, with the promise of writing to Sarah and Paul every week.
Paul found the letters, all unopened and marked 'Return to Sender' in a box in Grant's house. From the sheer number of letters, he had indeed written every week for the first five years, all of which were ignored. From there, the letters dropped from one every other week to one every six months. Angry at his aunt for hiding the truth from him for his entire life, he went straight to the courthouse, got his name changed back to the one on his birth certificate, Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian (he has no idea where the Sebastian came from), and cut all ties to his aunt for good. Now with a house of his own and enough money in the bank to keep him comfortable for many years to come, Phoenix enrolled in an art college, majoring in fashion design. When a chance to study abroad came up, he found himself with two choices: Italy or Japan. Not wanting a repeat of his last adventure to Italy, or a run in with his former boyfriend, Phoenix chose Japan.
He has been living in Tokyo for a little over a year now and has recently gotten a job with a clothing company as a very lowly ranked assistant to the assistant of a full-fledged designer.
[ My Soul On the Other Side ]
[ Player Information ]
Player Name: Sylver
Player Age: 33
Contact Information: sylversaturn @ yahoo . com
AiM - WickedSylver
[ Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian ]
[ So many dreams were broken and so much was sacrificed
Was it worth the ones we loved and had to leave behind? ]
[ Catch Me As I Fall ]
[ The Basics ]
Name Meaning: "Dark Red Venerable Champion"
Phoenix - Dark Red
Nigel - Champion
Sebastian - Venerable
Nick Name: Bean-pole (in HS);
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bi-Sexual, leans more toward men, atm.
[ Sweet Ruptured Light ]
[ Appearances ]
Hair: Phoenix has shaggy, platinum blond hair (palegoldenrod #EEE8AA) that falls to the middle of his ears on the front and sides and touches his collar in the back. He always wears his hair brushed so that it will fall in his face and hide some of the sharper angles of his appearance.
Face & Eyes: He has an inverted triangle-shaped face. His chin has a slight point to it and his cheeks are narrow, leading up to a wider forehead. His nose is long and slightly wider than he'd like it to be. His skin is naturally olive toned, making his light colored hair stand out. He has deep-set eyes in a shade of brown so light they are almost orange (semisweet chocolate2 #E6B426).
Body Type: Phoenix is 5'7" tall and to quote his aunt "skinny as a rail". He has always been thin, regardless of how much he eats, which is a good thing considering his uncle's family tried to stuff his face with food every time they saw him. He looks like a strong wind would blow him over. His hands, with slightly longer-than-normal fingers, are always covered in ink. Somewhat forgetful, he's constantly writing notes on his hands, arms, and if it's a really stressful day, his feet.
Clothing Style: Phoenix has two 'sides' to his life and therefore allows himself to have two 'sides' to his wardrobe; Work/School, OMG-Don't-Let-Anyone-Know-I-Even-Own-This.
For Work/School, his clothes are suited to the environment he's in. School is the most difficult to keep up with. Since he's in Tokyo working on a degree in fashion design, he can't just show up in jeans and a t-shirt. Every little thing one wears is expected to be so far ahead of the trend that Phoenix often finds his clothes getting critiqued on a daily basis by his classmates. He gave up trying to keep up with them long ago and wears simple dark dress pants and a light-colored button down shirt every day. Except when there are five weeks in one month. During that fifth week period, he swaps out the light-colored shirts for something darker. Work is a little easier to do. When he's not expected to be seen by the public, it's nice jeans and t-shirts in a variety of colors and designs. When he does have to interact with people, dark dress slacks, dark silk shirt and a tie (his boss is Very particular).
OMG-Don't-Let-Anyone-Know-I-Even-Own-This is what he calls the section of his closet that holds all the clothes he owned and can still wear before he moved to Italy. A football jersey from the local college team, sweatpants, plaid shirts and yes, even a pair of denim overalls. These are the clothes he wears when he's feeling homesick and never outside of his apartment.
[ Don’t Turn Away ]
[ A Look Deeper ]
Personality: Phoenix is a different to almost every person he meets. So much so, that people who see him in more than one setting, often fail to recognize him at first because his personality undergoes such a drastic change. His coworkers would swear that he is a flamboyant, over-the-top gay man with a love of leather and neon. He will flirt with any man, regardless of age, and will critique every woman's outfit from her earrings to her shoes. He enjoys hanging out with his coworkers after work and will go out of his way to meet new people.
His classmates, on the other hand, would swear that Phoenix is a quiet, reserved (some say repressed) straight man who has no business being in a class about fashion design. He hardly interacts with them in class, unless specifically called on by the teacher. He doesn't discuss ideas with anyone, preferring to keep his nose stuck in a book. And he has never accepted an invitation to go anywhere and do anything with anyone, male or female.
The few friends he has managed to make since arriving in Japan would say he's a mix of the two on the surface, but that the real Phoenix is someone that's very hard to get to know. Phoenix knows that he's still very confused as to who he really is and is willing to try almost anything to figure that out. There is one thing he does know for sure, though. That is, if you're related to him, he wouldn't care if you dropped dead tomorrow.
To anyone he is related to in any way, shape, form or fashion: He's a rude, cold-hearted son-of-a-cross-dressing-bitch. His uncle's family still haven't gotten over the fact that he left his fiancé at the altar, even though the engagement was practically forced on him. So if he meets any one with an Italian accent or who, in any way, looks Italian, Phoenix will automatically snap into a rude young man who doesn't seem to care what he says.
Strengths: Willing to try anything; Multi-lingual; Creative thinker; People-person; Good observational skills;
Weaknesses: Strict Religious Upbringing; Willing to try anything, regardless of the side-effects; Smoker; Has been known to drink heavily; Gets knocked over by a stiff breeze;
Dreams: To become a fashion designer with his own clothing line.
Fears: Winding up back in his aunt's house.
[ Candy Clouds of Lullaby ]
[ Present History ]
The man who would one day come to be known as Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian, was christened with the name Paul Thomas Nigel at birth. At least, that's what he was always told by the woman who raised him. All he knows for sure is that he was abandoned by his father when he was two years old and sent to live with his sister Sarah in a very dull, boring, small farming town in the Southern United States. Young Paul spent most of the first week there, screaming in terror every time the older woman came near him and constantly crying out for his father. His aunt Sarah, a very conservative, extremely religous woman, dragged him to her church, begging the pastor to baptize him and 'cast out the devil'. This only served to frighten the two-year old even more, though no one could figure out why.
Afterwards, every time the boy did something his aunt didn't like, she would threaten him with a repeat trip to the church's baptismal font and Paul would immediately stop whatever he was doing. Things finally calmed down for the pair, though Paul would still ask where his father was every few months. His aunt would always growl out some answer, make him say an extra prayer or two and make him go to bed early. By age four, all questions about his father had pretty much stopped and by age five, Paul couldn't even remember him.
During that year, Paul's aunt met a man who had recently been widowed and left with a small child of his own at a church function. He was originally from Italy, but had moved to the states many years before with his older brother to open a restaurant. The two were only interested in being 'church buddies', but they encouraged Paul and the man's daughter, Donata, two years his senior, to become friends. Paul grudgingly sat through endless rounds of tea parties and dress-up in the hopes that his aunt would soon grow tired of this man. Unfortunately for him, though, they only grew closer. Two years after their first meeting, they were married and Paul suddenly found himself with the thing he most dreaded, a sister.
Things were never easy with the new blended family, but they managed not to kill each other. Paul's new uncle (he could never bring himself to call his aunt's husband 'dad', even though he had been calling her 'mom' since he was three) was night manager at a local restaurant, leaving his aunt, who worked for the local vet, at home with the kids at night. Donata, who had been very fond of her mother, had a hard time adjusting to this new woman telling her what to do. Paul would lock himself in his room most of the time and if it was warm enough, would climb out of the window, up the tree next to the house and on to the roof. From here, he could watch the stars. On more than one occasion, his uncle would come home in the early hours of the morning and see the young boy curled up asleep in the most awkward of positions.
The situation between step-mother and step-daughter only continued to worsen the older Donata got, so that by the time she was seventeen, she had run away from home more than a dozen times, each time staying gone longer and coming home in worse shape than ever. Her last litttle adventure started shortly after her seventeenth birthday and ended some three months later. She was arrested with several other teenagers at a frat party on the campus of one of the local colleges. Fed up with his daughter's behaviour, Paul's uncle sent her back to Italy to live with his relatives.
A few months later, the restaurant burned down and the family suddenly packed up and moved to Italy. Paul had just turned sixteen and was suddenly in a country completely different from the only one he had ever known. Before he had even managed to unpack, he was introduced to more people than he had ever met in his whole life, all of them related to his uncle in some way. He isn't quite sure how it happened, but somehow in meeting with the family that first day, he agreed to an arranged marriage to a cousin named Elisabetta. His uncle was thrilled at the news. His aunt was not. For one of the first times in his life, Paul found himself agreeing with the older woman. It wasn't that Elisabetta wasn't a pleasant woman to look at, it was the fact that she was eight years older than him. The family wanted the wedding to be held as soon as possible, but his aunt refused. She finally convinced her husband's family to wait until Paul was eighteen. That would give them two years to find someone more suitable and for Paul to plan his escape.
But to do that, first he had to learn the language, so he could be sure he didn't inadvertantly agree to anything else he was by no means ready for. Second, he needed help. That came from the most unlikely source, Elisabetta herself. She got him a good-paying job at the clothing store she worked at and made him over from a backwoods American farmboy into an international playboy wannabe. At least she managed to change his clothes. He never seemed to be able to get rid of the accent and most of the customers of the store became enamored with him. It was one such customer, the spoiled son of a politician, that made Paul begin to question everything his aunt had shoved down his throat his entire life. He was trying so hard NOT to stare at the man every time he was in the store that he failed to notice the man staring at him. Donata took pity on her little brother and arranged for the two to go on a date far, far away from any of the family.
Paul was the happiest he had been in a very long time until Elisabetta dragged him into the local church, demanding that they set the date for the wedding. Realizing that it was now only a few days until his eighteenth birthday, Paul panicked. He hastily agreed to whatever date she chose, hurried home and began packing his bags. One week later, while Elisabetta, Paul's uncle and the rest of the family were all gathering at the church, Paul's aunt went with her nephew to the nearest train station. They took the train to Rome and from there caught a flight back to the US. Now out of reach of his uncle and his family, Paul's aunt filed for divorce.
A few days later, a letter reached them from a lawyer's office in California, informing them that Paul's father had died while they had been in Italy and asking them to come out and settle his estate. Paul's aunt told him that it was up to him to decide what to do with it. She wanted nothing to do with it. Confused, Paul set out for California and quickly learned why Sarah had always spoken so vehemently about his father. His father, her brother, was actually her sister and was actually Paul's mother. And his name wasn't really Paul.
Shortly after he was born, apparently, his mother decided to change her name from Grace to Grant and begin living life as a man. Over the next two years, she had multiple surgeries to alter her body. Unable to cope with this change in his mother, Paul would scream every time he saw 'him', leading to an unfortunate accident where he nearly drowned when 'Grant' walked into the bathroom while his girlfriend at the time was giving Paul a bath. Unable to bond with his son and fearing for the child's sanity, Grant took Paul to his sister, Sarah and begged her to raise him. He then returned to Callifornia and a somewhat promising IT job, with the promise of writing to Sarah and Paul every week.
Paul found the letters, all unopened and marked 'Return to Sender' in a box in Grant's house. From the sheer number of letters, he had indeed written every week for the first five years, all of which were ignored. From there, the letters dropped from one every other week to one every six months. Angry at his aunt for hiding the truth from him for his entire life, he went straight to the courthouse, got his name changed back to the one on his birth certificate, Phoenix Nigel-Sebastian (he has no idea where the Sebastian came from), and cut all ties to his aunt for good. Now with a house of his own and enough money in the bank to keep him comfortable for many years to come, Phoenix enrolled in an art college, majoring in fashion design. When a chance to study abroad came up, he found himself with two choices: Italy or Japan. Not wanting a repeat of his last adventure to Italy, or a run in with his former boyfriend, Phoenix chose Japan.
He has been living in Tokyo for a little over a year now and has recently gotten a job with a clothing company as a very lowly ranked assistant to the assistant of a full-fledged designer.
[ My Soul On the Other Side ]
[ Player Information ]
Player Name: Sylver
Player Age: 33
Contact Information: sylversaturn @ yahoo . com
AiM - WickedSylver