Colton Nicholas Nozuka -finished-

[Colton Nozuka]

Application


{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name Colton Nozuka
gender Male
discipline Drummer
age 18
sexuality Straight


{ comes home on call, isn't that peace,


history
Colton grew up in Sydney Australia with his younger brother and single mom. He lived in a low income part of the beautiful city, moving from place to place living on one income from his mother who waitressed at a run down cafe on the corner of thier finance ridden street. He gained a job at a music store downtown where he found his love for music and the drums.

At the age of thirteen, he began to practice on the drum set at the store while selling as much instruments he could to get a meal on the table. His wage was below minimum but it was enough to feed the house of three. His younger brother of ten was taken by the city after complaining of hunger at school. Apparently, their food wasn't enough for the little growing boy. When Jasper had been taken, his mother had a mental and pysical breakdown; getting abusive boyfriends left right and center. All of which beat on her like she was a punching bag. When Colton got home, he'd see the bruises she tried to hide and decided it was enough.

The beatings had been going on for two years and Colton decided to deal with it; he broke into the guy's house and beat him with a bat until his arms ached with each swing. When he'd stopped, he noticed that he'd killed the man who;d tried so hard to kill his mother. That was when he was put in a detention center for the remaining four years of his life. After just getting out, he'd stolen a car and apparently, that was the last straw for his country; he was shipped out to London to Hoffman. The psychologists thought it was best for him and his mother. Maybe it is, maybe it isn't.


parents Jessie Nozuka
siblings Jasper Nozuka


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
.LOVE.
Although Colton has been in love before, she apparently didn't feel the same way. He would do anything for her but all she gave him was yelling and crying but wouldn't tell him why. After that relationship went down the drain, she had admitted to him that she'd been crying because he'd been so nice and the perfect boyfriend to her but she had been cheating on him with his best friend for practically the whole three years they'd been dating. Perhaps this was the reason he had bouts of anger and tried no to get caught up with his emotions.

.HATE.
Hate.. A word Colton knows well. He hates many things to do with the government, society and now pyschologists. They think he has a pyschological problem after he'd beaten his mother's boyfriend to death with a bat. He hates saying why he was admitted to Hoffman Academy when he knows that his mother can't afford the tuition and hates the idea that everyone knows about his past. With all this hate, why does Colton put on a smile day after day and tells himself, everthing's going to be alright?

.LONGING.
He longs for security and the sweet feel of a needle. Colton had gotten jumped in Australia and some how a heroin needle was stuck into his arm and shot into his veins. He'd became instantly addicted although fought the addiction to this day. The feel of the drug racing through his veins gave him a type of security and each day he longed for that feeling again.

.FEAR.
What is Colton afraid of? Well, plenty. Mostly the one of coming home and seeing his mother lying on the floor with her new boyfriend standing over her as a pool of blood seeps from her body from all the escalating beatings and he wasn't there to do anything about it. He's afraid of death, not selfishly afraid but afraid for his mother as the thought of both her sons dead would most likely send her spiralling downhill to the point of stopping her own heart as the pain would be too great.

.SECRETIVE.
Secrets. Colton's whole life is made up after secrets and lies, and lies and secrets. He tries to hide them and seem like nothing's wrong but the itch on his arm and the sound of the wood hitting and cracking bones doesn't seem to go away; it haunts his body day after day, threatening to burst like a bubble of gum that has stretched way too far.


likes
.hotdogs
.alcohol
.partying
.saying what's on his mind
dislikes
.arrogant pricks
.broken hearts
.people crying
.playing the field
ambitions
.getting the hell outta here
.having fun while trying to get home
fears
.quitting
.change
.shown up

{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? Nicholas Potts
eyes Blue
hair blond
height 5'9"
style
He has the typical style that goes with many Aussies; teeshirt and shorts, pants or whatever the hell he pulls out of the drawer or feels like wearing. If it's a lazy day, sweatpants or shorts will do with a teeshirt or wife beater. On rainy days, he's wearing jeans with a hoodie overtop a random shirt from the closet. Although everything is practically chosen at random, he has a good clothing style and it shows, even if it's thrown together in ten seconds.


{ and I'm telling you why


your name Callie
age 17
years of roleplay way too many
code sentence if you like pina coldas and getting caught in the rain.
other ...not really. I ride horses?
sample post

Colton hardened his face as he saw Isaac block the shot; he did remember. Clenching his jaw in mute frusteration, he moved towards the soccer ball. Taking the ball, he set it down a distance away and seemed to jog in the opposite direction. Colton was going to take a shot from the distance and aim it at the far left corner where Isaac wouldn't be able to leap to. An easy but fun goal. Once he was far enough away, he increased his speed, almost sprinting at the ball. The ground was slippery and he had no kleats on; just skate brand shoes. Would this end well; unlikely.

His ears heard his blood pounding in his head along with his controlled breathing. His feet made rythmic steps on the icy footing until he felt the ground slip from underneath him; he hit a patch of ice and felt himself falling towards the ground at increasing speeds. This wasn't going to be good. His body hit the ice and was sent propelling forwards, looking like some sort of penguin sledding on ice belly down. Shit. Stop.. Stop. His mind was racing as he saw the ball coming closer to his head and he was still skidding quickly. It was as if someone put a slip n slide on the grass and Colton leaped onto it at full speed. Colton saw the ball coming closer faster, gaining speed. Clenching his teeth, his forehead hit the circular orb, sending across the field a couple of feet towards Isaac.

Still lying on the ground, Colton shot a glare at the soccer ball and heard bursts of laughter from his comrade. It took him a second to realize what had just happened and when it did, he angrily punched the ball which coincidentally flew into the net although the goal didn't matter anyways. He'd embarassed himself infront of everyone at the park. Some kids were looking at him strangely and one kid pointed at him and stifled a giggle, unsure if Colton would go over there and beat him up for laughing. Dark blue eyes shot daggers at Isaac, although it wasn't his fault when Colton slipped.

[Colton Nozuka]

.Finished.

[Razz Perkins]

ACCEPTED!

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