Allan Derek

[Allan Derek]

Allan Joseph Derek

A THOUSAND TIMES I'VE TILTED FAITH, A THOUSAND TIMES I'VE PLAYED THIS GAME. ONE THOUSAND TIMES THAT I HAVE SAID 'TODAY, TODAY, TODAY'

EIGHTEEN | NECROMANCER | WRITER FOR NEWSPAPER | MALE

TALL MALE WITH MEDIUM LENGTH BROWN-BLONDE HAIR AND GREEN EYES.

Allan is a male at the height of five foot eleven inches. He has medium length brown hair with blonde in it. He sticks to a gothic style in everything he does. Allan has wide green eyes. His face is slim and smooth. No feature of Allan's sticks out much. He has two tattoos. One of a tree on his left arm and a wing on his shoulder. Allan has a scar on his right wrist from the last fight he had with his father. Allan dresses in a t-shirt of some sort, blue jeans, and either a leather jacket or a hoodie. When working for the newspaper, he does everything at home. If he is called into the office, he puts on a white shirt, a tie, and a leather jacket. As if you haven't noticed, he loves his leather jacket. He weighs 140 pounds.

JOEY GRACEFFA

ignorant. lonely. secretive. mysterious. independent. 

LIKES: 

»being alone
»fireplaces
»skipping stones
»walking
»greenery
»being able to laugh
»fireflies
»adventures
»cats
»gymnastics

DISLIKES:
»sand
»paint
»people that spill everything about them
»lies
»people asking him to revive
»psychics
»complicated problems
»sugarcoating
»celebrities
»vampires 

STRENGTHS:
List of Strengths here. 

WEAKNESSES:
»cemeteries
»being sentimental
»anger issues
»watching death
»people discovering his secret
»bad ghosts
»reviving those he knew
»being underground
»loud noises
»rattlesnakes

OVERALL PERSONALITY:   

   Allan is very secretive and quiet. He won't tell you what he likes right away. With his extreme trust issues, he is very quizzical about other people. If he stays attached to people, you will slowly start to see that he is funny, sensible, and if you're very lucky, you'll see him smile. He acts fierce on the outside, but deep inside, he's just like anybody else that has a sense of humor. In battle, he will always make the first move, as he knows who he is and is confident in every single choice he makes.

Allan grew up a simple life...yeah right. 

   Allan grew up in Boston, New York. He was never a popular kid in his class. Everybody thought he was strange when he was little because he talked to people that weren't there. Allan thought this was completely normal, as he hadn't realized of his gift yet. About the time when he started middle school, he could start to tell the ghosts what to do. Unknowingly, he could send out a bad ghost to somebody who angered him and that ghost would hurt that person. Because of this, he was accused of beating these people up and expelled from school.
His father and mother were divorced, his sisters with his mother and him with his father. His father being a drunk, never really cared about him. Allan and him would get into fights often. One day, in his Senior year, a fight between him and his father got so serious and violent Allen ran away from him and quit school. He left and traveled half a year to over numerous states. He's been living off of his college fund, building a small house in the forest, meeting new people that travel, and living his complicated day-to-day life.

PARENTS:
Izio Derek  | 46 | Unemployed | Human
Alana Mourningside | 41 | Lawyer | Necromancer

SIBLINGS:
Ariana | 9 | In School | Psychic-sees future-
Gabbi | 14 | Babysitting | Human

OTHER:
Nobody is special in his life yet.

CLOUDY/DANI | 16 | EASTERN

I will soon be playing another character, Taylor Linsley Balis, a female who often goes by Lynn. My name is Dani Nicole Bryan, and I'm a whovian. My life is based off of fandoms, and if I listed them all, this application would be about two times longer...hehe...yep...I've been roleplaying for three years.

CHARACTER ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

   Allan awoke from his bed in the morning from the bright sun gleaming in through his window. He squinted as he moved to the large window, grabbing the curtains and whipping them across the curtain bar, making his house slightly darker. He stretched his arms, yawning. Allan walked to his closet, changing into his clothes for the day.
"Hey handsome." a voice sounded.
Allan turned around, to see a woman in her early twenties, in a black jacket over a nightgown with long black hair and light blue eyes.
"Hey. Another day, another ghost." Allan nodded towards the girl.
"Well somebody's a necro."
"Yep. Gotta problem? Must be weird, flirting with somebody who isn't dead."
"Yes, actually, it is. Don't you want to know of my amazing death? The extraordinary death of one miss Anne Willis?"
Allan shut his closet door and sat down on a wooden chair. "Thrill me." he smirked. He's heard thousands of death stories, and he supposed one more wouldn't hurt.
"Okay, I got stabbed in my sleep." Anne shrugged, taking off her jacket to reveal blood on her torso.
"Okay. I figured it must be something simple, as you don't look that contorted. So, see you later, maybe, I gotta go." Allan got up, went to his door, took out his leather jacket, throwing it on and exiting his house. He went down to the lake that was in the thick greenery he lived in. Allan grabbed a handful of stones, skipping them across the water.
This was a fairly normal day in the life of Allan Derek. He is alone, and nothing really sticks out in his life.

BIOGRAPHY FORM MADE BY DANNI STRICTLY FOR FYRE CODE

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