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Post by suki on Jan 3, 2012 19:01:19 GMT -5
Name: Spencer Johnson Age: 17 Gender: Male ----- Eye color: Gray Hair color: Blonde Skin color: Light Height: 6'3'' Weight: 179 lbs
Personality: Spencer is a very quiet guy that likes to take his time on things. He is an all A student with a well paying job and no car. He walks everywhere and enjoys being by himself. He has a whole room for his artistic needs across the hall from his bedroom. A bit of an insomniac, Spencer likes to stay up sitting by his window looking at the moon and stars or painting all night long. He loves sneaking out after dark, when he's sure his mother is asleep, and likes to take long walks through the park about a mile from where he lives.
Limitations: Spencer is very quiet and has a wall built around his emotions and himself. He plans on going to college to be a surgeon, since he does not get disgusted easily. He plans on getting a small tattoo on his wrist once he finishes high school.
Family: Mother-Aria; Father-Cooper(left);
History: Spencer was only about twelve when the fights started. His mother, Aria Johnson, a bartender at a local club, had not told her husband about the extra shift she was taking. His father, Cooper Johnson, was a doctor, a very admired one at that. Spencer's mother was very beautiful; she had bright green eyes that shone with passion and love, midnight black hair that fell past her shoulders, and tan skin from spending most of her childhood at the beach. Her movements were graceful and lithe, her body skinny, yet very curvy with ample breasts to match. Her voice calmed anyone and everyone, and her touch was soothing. Spencer's father, however, was the exact opposite. Blond hair and dark blue eyes, a face that made him look forever young, a body build that suggests he worked out, but he didn't. His voice was deep and mysterious, making you wonder if everything he said was true. His touch was firm and made you know that he would always be there. So anyone could see why Cooper was protective of his wife, the beautiful Aria. But that one night that started it all, also ended it all. After that fight, they never hugged or kissed again. Their actions to each other suggested that they were just friends instead of husband and wife. Sadly, the fights got worse and more frequent, some of them sending Spencer to his bedroom closet, crying. But it was one year later, on their anniversary, that it all came to a close. Cooper was yelling and screaming at Aria for making plans without him. He started throwing stuff, even Aria's favorite glass angel, that shattered as it hit the floor, just like her heart. "Get. Out." Aria said, tears in her eyes. Cooper took a minute to see if she was making this up. But he knew she wasn't, everyone knew. So he huffed and went to their room, breaking everything that he could get his hands on. An hour later, Cooper was gone, Aria was crying her heart out in her bedroom, and Spencer was attempting the clean up the broken pieces.
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Post by micino on Jan 3, 2012 19:41:00 GMT -5
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