Post by Patrick Riddler on Aug 1, 2008 18:59:38 GMT -5
Name:
Patrick Riddler
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: Standing at a snuggly 5'5, his small form is often missed in a large crowd of people. Fitting his short stature, his body is skinny and with enough scrutinizing, the slight toned shape of muscles are shown on his arms and shoulders, revealing that he is not fragile. His lightly tanned skin stretches smoothly along his soft features, a clear complexion flattering his skin. Lazy, liquid blue eyes often peer from the long mess of chocolate bangs. Never finding it helpful to cut the bangs, he allows the dark brown mess of hair to tickle his nose while the rest of his hair is trimmed to touch along his ear and near the nape of his neck. Patrick is often seen with a light pair of red-rimmed glasses on top of his nose, appearing as if they jumped out of an old movie.
Personality: Patrick is one of those naturally kind people. A person that end up stopping to give the few bits of change to a homeless person on a street. Because of his kind nature, he can sometimes be easily tricked by others. His all about trying to see the good in everyone. Patrick doesn't worry about himself as nearly much as he should. He always puts someone else before him and his needs. He isn't a ditzy boy and if he acts like at times, it is often because he slips in memory which happens randomly. Patrick knows full well what is right and what is wrong. And who he should and should not interact with.
Occupation:
Librarian.
History: Patrick was used to a clear blue, sky blending in with the lovely shade of green from a path of grass. He often visited his grandparents in Ireland just so he could sit in a field and stare up at the sky. Nothing ever changed in the clear blue sky unless a storm was threatening to come back. It was very peaceful and he often wished he could have stayed with his grandparents rather then go back to the bustling city of New York. Too many things he had to remember there. Since he was small, he could never remember places, people's names, or anything. He often forgot. Patrick didn't know why but he was sure his parents knew why. Sometimes Patrick would ask but they would deny knowing any reason why he couldn't remember things well. His older brother would often just shake his head at him, "You'd rather not know." Well of course that made him WANT to know! After investigating quite a bit, he managed to find out that he had been in an accident he was just a child but he was never submitted to the hospital that they always went to now. Some unregistered place on the coast of Ireland.
He would have investigated more but was soon discovered by his father and sent back to New York as quickly as possible. So far he has been trying to live a normal life. He kept a book about the size of his body on his back which was strapped with one large buckle around his form. Sure it made the professors at his school nervous but that was alright. He had been given this by his granny. How she got such a large thing in her possession, he hadn't the faintest ideas but he appreciated. After attending a year of college, he found that that wasn't the best place for him and left to go out on his own. Disappearing from his family's intent eye in the middle a rainy night. Patrick have been wandering around on his own ever since and, so far, he hasn't gotten himself killed yet.
[There are several years of Patrick's life that he doesn't remember. It is quite important but best kept as a surprise for later.]
Likes: Books, Sweets, Running, Swimming, Tennis, Jogging, Fist-fights with some of his old friends, Exercising, Sports, Board games, and painting.
Dislikes: Mean people.
Patrick Riddler
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Race: Caucasian
Appearance: Standing at a snuggly 5'5, his small form is often missed in a large crowd of people. Fitting his short stature, his body is skinny and with enough scrutinizing, the slight toned shape of muscles are shown on his arms and shoulders, revealing that he is not fragile. His lightly tanned skin stretches smoothly along his soft features, a clear complexion flattering his skin. Lazy, liquid blue eyes often peer from the long mess of chocolate bangs. Never finding it helpful to cut the bangs, he allows the dark brown mess of hair to tickle his nose while the rest of his hair is trimmed to touch along his ear and near the nape of his neck. Patrick is often seen with a light pair of red-rimmed glasses on top of his nose, appearing as if they jumped out of an old movie.
Personality: Patrick is one of those naturally kind people. A person that end up stopping to give the few bits of change to a homeless person on a street. Because of his kind nature, he can sometimes be easily tricked by others. His all about trying to see the good in everyone. Patrick doesn't worry about himself as nearly much as he should. He always puts someone else before him and his needs. He isn't a ditzy boy and if he acts like at times, it is often because he slips in memory which happens randomly. Patrick knows full well what is right and what is wrong. And who he should and should not interact with.
Occupation:
Librarian.
History: Patrick was used to a clear blue, sky blending in with the lovely shade of green from a path of grass. He often visited his grandparents in Ireland just so he could sit in a field and stare up at the sky. Nothing ever changed in the clear blue sky unless a storm was threatening to come back. It was very peaceful and he often wished he could have stayed with his grandparents rather then go back to the bustling city of New York. Too many things he had to remember there. Since he was small, he could never remember places, people's names, or anything. He often forgot. Patrick didn't know why but he was sure his parents knew why. Sometimes Patrick would ask but they would deny knowing any reason why he couldn't remember things well. His older brother would often just shake his head at him, "You'd rather not know." Well of course that made him WANT to know! After investigating quite a bit, he managed to find out that he had been in an accident he was just a child but he was never submitted to the hospital that they always went to now. Some unregistered place on the coast of Ireland.
He would have investigated more but was soon discovered by his father and sent back to New York as quickly as possible. So far he has been trying to live a normal life. He kept a book about the size of his body on his back which was strapped with one large buckle around his form. Sure it made the professors at his school nervous but that was alright. He had been given this by his granny. How she got such a large thing in her possession, he hadn't the faintest ideas but he appreciated. After attending a year of college, he found that that wasn't the best place for him and left to go out on his own. Disappearing from his family's intent eye in the middle a rainy night. Patrick have been wandering around on his own ever since and, so far, he hasn't gotten himself killed yet.
[There are several years of Patrick's life that he doesn't remember. It is quite important but best kept as a surprise for later.]
Likes: Books, Sweets, Running, Swimming, Tennis, Jogging, Fist-fights with some of his old friends, Exercising, Sports, Board games, and painting.
Dislikes: Mean people.