Post by Clark on Sept 15, 2007 12:21:48 GMT -5
.:The Soul:.
Name: Clark kent
Age: 16
Birthday: 23rd May
Gender:Male
Original/Cannon:Cannon
:The Body:
General Description: Tall dark and handsome, Clark is the good looking farm boy that nobody notices. The hero in flannel, he dresses like the person he is, the hard working son of hardworking parents. With bright sparkling green eyes, you can easily become lost in that gaze of his, lose yourself in the envelopment of his strong arms and think life is a dream in the caress of his kisses. But, you just have to see the guy first.
Build:Tall and muscular
Hair Colour:Black
Eye Colour:Green
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality: Clark suffers from classic Hero complex. He feels like he owes everybody after his crash landing on earth seemed to change life for all those who live in Smallville. He has a problem with not being able to help, and will go out of his way to do so, but he also has a fear of being found out. A little shy at first, Clark isn’t exactly the guy you would notice. Growing up on a farm has taught him many things, including not taking things for granted. But beneath this posterior is a wild carefree Clark trying to break out of its caring gentle shell. All it needs is the right push...
Likes/Dislikes:Lana Lang, Football (even if he can’t play it) hanging with his friends. He doesn’t like not being able to help people, and having to keep his secret from those he cares about.
Strengths/Weaknesses: His strength would be his strength. Mhm. So one major weakness here, besides the likes of Lana Lang and his puntuality, is those meteor rocks...he can’t get with two feet of them without feeling ill. What’s up with that?
Hobbies:Spying on Lana Lang, hanging with his friends, writing for the Torch, just generally having fun, being normal. Or at least trying too.
Villain/Hero/Neutral:Hero
Power: So Clark Kent has two powers right now, but others that he has yet to discover. Clark can run at speeds off over 200mph, wait, no. That’s an understatement. It is really unsure how fast Clark can run...something about supersonic he’s been told by the parents who watch him. His parents. Clark is also really strong, as in superman strong. He has yet to find anything that he can’t lift or break, (yes even those ‘unbreakable’ china plates are no match for him) The other thing is, Clark just can’t get hurt. No matter what, nothing seems to hurt him, scald him, cut him, everything seems to just bounce off.
But the question is, how did Clark get these powers? The truth really is he doesn’t know. All he really knows is that he was adopted when he was three, by his parents. Squit. Oh, and that his powers definitely don’t come from the meteor rocks that he sees laying around everywhere, that literally cover Smallville. Why? Because he can’t get near one without feeling sick. Those things just don’t agree with him.
The Heart <3
Family: Jonathon and Martha Kent
Blood Group:Unknown
History:
Unbeknownst to Clark, who still believes he was adopted when he was three, lark arrived on earth the day of the meteor storm, the day everything changed in Smallville, and not necessarily for the better. He was just found, or should I say he found his parents in their overturned truck, wandering around a cornfield naked. His parents took him home, and in result they ended up keeping him and forging the adoption papers.
He has grown up in Smallville, admiring Lana from afar, playing with Pete and meeting Chloe, (with whom he shared his first, if unexpected, kiss) just trying to live a normal life. Except, Clark isn’t normal. He’s superstring, super fast and super resilient. All his life he has had to be careful, careful not to let anyone know about his secret, careful not to use his powers in public. But now he’s starting high school, and it’s only going to get harder.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name:Tom welling
Sample Post:
((god I do hate these things))
Clark smiled, lifting his eye away from his telescope, a telescope aptly positioned so he can see Lana’s house from his loft. So that he can see Lana, who was currently sat, alone, on her porch. How many time had he thought about going over there? Getting to know the girl next door? Too many times to count, but he had tried. It was just, whenever he got within 5 feet of the illustrious Lana Lang, he tripped up or began to feel ill or something. He just couldn’t seem to do it. And so he forever remained that unnoticed guy in her life, her admirer from afar.
Sitting down on one of the sofa’s he relaxed, before sitting back up and pulling the books from his school bag. One bad thing about High school? Well besides the bullies and the cliques, trying to fit in and everything else? Well it was the homework. He already and three pieces over due, and four due in the next day. Clark Kent, to whom punctuality and deadlines meant nothing.
‘Clark?’
‘Chloe?’
‘Ah you’re in then i see?’
Chloe’s head appeared above the banister, followed by the rest of her as she came up the stairs in to his ‘loft’ a small decking space in the top of the barn. He grinned, and pout down the pen he had just removed from his bag. It seemed fate just didn’t want him to do his homework, at least not tonight anyways.
‘Still working on that trig?’
‘Trying too.’
‘Need some help?’
‘Sure, but first, what brings you down here anyways? Some amazing story?’
‘Oh, so now I’m not allowed to come and see you for no reason?’
‘Chloe...’
‘Oh shut up and get that homework out.’
Seems his idea about fate and homework wasn’t so correct after all...
Name: Clark kent
Age: 16
Birthday: 23rd May
Gender:Male
Original/Cannon:Cannon
:The Body:
General Description: Tall dark and handsome, Clark is the good looking farm boy that nobody notices. The hero in flannel, he dresses like the person he is, the hard working son of hardworking parents. With bright sparkling green eyes, you can easily become lost in that gaze of his, lose yourself in the envelopment of his strong arms and think life is a dream in the caress of his kisses. But, you just have to see the guy first.
Build:Tall and muscular
Hair Colour:Black
Eye Colour:Green
Picture:
.:’ The Mind’:.
Personality: Clark suffers from classic Hero complex. He feels like he owes everybody after his crash landing on earth seemed to change life for all those who live in Smallville. He has a problem with not being able to help, and will go out of his way to do so, but he also has a fear of being found out. A little shy at first, Clark isn’t exactly the guy you would notice. Growing up on a farm has taught him many things, including not taking things for granted. But beneath this posterior is a wild carefree Clark trying to break out of its caring gentle shell. All it needs is the right push...
Likes/Dislikes:Lana Lang, Football (even if he can’t play it) hanging with his friends. He doesn’t like not being able to help people, and having to keep his secret from those he cares about.
Strengths/Weaknesses: His strength would be his strength. Mhm. So one major weakness here, besides the likes of Lana Lang and his puntuality, is those meteor rocks...he can’t get with two feet of them without feeling ill. What’s up with that?
Hobbies:Spying on Lana Lang, hanging with his friends, writing for the Torch, just generally having fun, being normal. Or at least trying too.
Villain/Hero/Neutral:Hero
Power: So Clark Kent has two powers right now, but others that he has yet to discover. Clark can run at speeds off over 200mph, wait, no. That’s an understatement. It is really unsure how fast Clark can run...something about supersonic he’s been told by the parents who watch him. His parents. Clark is also really strong, as in superman strong. He has yet to find anything that he can’t lift or break, (yes even those ‘unbreakable’ china plates are no match for him) The other thing is, Clark just can’t get hurt. No matter what, nothing seems to hurt him, scald him, cut him, everything seems to just bounce off.
But the question is, how did Clark get these powers? The truth really is he doesn’t know. All he really knows is that he was adopted when he was three, by his parents. Squit. Oh, and that his powers definitely don’t come from the meteor rocks that he sees laying around everywhere, that literally cover Smallville. Why? Because he can’t get near one without feeling sick. Those things just don’t agree with him.
The Heart <3
Family: Jonathon and Martha Kent
Blood Group:Unknown
History:
Unbeknownst to Clark, who still believes he was adopted when he was three, lark arrived on earth the day of the meteor storm, the day everything changed in Smallville, and not necessarily for the better. He was just found, or should I say he found his parents in their overturned truck, wandering around a cornfield naked. His parents took him home, and in result they ended up keeping him and forging the adoption papers.
He has grown up in Smallville, admiring Lana from afar, playing with Pete and meeting Chloe, (with whom he shared his first, if unexpected, kiss) just trying to live a normal life. Except, Clark isn’t normal. He’s superstring, super fast and super resilient. All his life he has had to be careful, careful not to let anyone know about his secret, careful not to use his powers in public. But now he’s starting high school, and it’s only going to get harder.
*The Creation *
Celebrity name:Tom welling
Sample Post:
((god I do hate these things))
Clark smiled, lifting his eye away from his telescope, a telescope aptly positioned so he can see Lana’s house from his loft. So that he can see Lana, who was currently sat, alone, on her porch. How many time had he thought about going over there? Getting to know the girl next door? Too many times to count, but he had tried. It was just, whenever he got within 5 feet of the illustrious Lana Lang, he tripped up or began to feel ill or something. He just couldn’t seem to do it. And so he forever remained that unnoticed guy in her life, her admirer from afar.
Sitting down on one of the sofa’s he relaxed, before sitting back up and pulling the books from his school bag. One bad thing about High school? Well besides the bullies and the cliques, trying to fit in and everything else? Well it was the homework. He already and three pieces over due, and four due in the next day. Clark Kent, to whom punctuality and deadlines meant nothing.
‘Clark?’
‘Chloe?’
‘Ah you’re in then i see?’
Chloe’s head appeared above the banister, followed by the rest of her as she came up the stairs in to his ‘loft’ a small decking space in the top of the barn. He grinned, and pout down the pen he had just removed from his bag. It seemed fate just didn’t want him to do his homework, at least not tonight anyways.
‘Still working on that trig?’
‘Trying too.’
‘Need some help?’
‘Sure, but first, what brings you down here anyways? Some amazing story?’
‘Oh, so now I’m not allowed to come and see you for no reason?’
‘Chloe...’
‘Oh shut up and get that homework out.’
Seems his idea about fate and homework wasn’t so correct after all...