Dean Shawn (DONE!)

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{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name Dean Shawn
gender Male
discipline Music-bass
age17
sexuality Straight


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


history
{at least four good paragraphs}
Dean was born to a happily married couple, a normal family. Only after a few years of his like and his parents marriage, divorce ripped threw the family. His mom never remarried, and he was her pride joy, her only son and child. As a young child Dean showed promise in the art of music. His mother put him in piano lesson when he was four and he excelled with grateness it that. At about two years old he and his mom moved to London, where they reside now. As a young child Dean showed promise in the art of music.


At five years old he herd Rancid and began his strive to be a famous bass player. He took formal lessons and has played in many local bands searching for his big break into the rock industry. As a young teen he had advanced his playing to a very high level and his mother sent him to Hoffman to get cap off the talent. During his freshman year he ran into some trouble and had to leave the school, he is just now coming back to team up with his old partner in crime, Tanner "Sexface" Saxton. He and Tanner one day had the bright idea to smoke some pot in their dorm, and set off the fire alarm and hoisted themselves into trouble.


His sophomore and junior year he was home schooled by his mother. This is the time he foucused on making it big in the rock world, after many busts he finally found a band who had some potential, but that when down the drain when his weed problem turned into bigger pill popping problems and he was kicked from the band. After a short stay in rehab the band refused to take him back and he was forced to move back home. After finishing up his juior year he decided it was time to go back to real school. His mother worked so hard to get the head master to let him back in, now he has started his senior year as a bass major.


Now he hopes to stay out of trouble, with Tanner there, it might be hard. Dean is determined to graduate and make it out alive this time, but of course with his best friend by his side. Hopefully he won't pick up old habits from Tanner, hanging with his again, but it will be good for him to have a friend again. Maybe this year he will find a nice girl to keep him grounded, to keep his head on the prize. We can only hope that she is the exact opposite of Tanner, and is somewhat of a good girl.

parents Mother: Abby Shawn
siblings None


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
{at least three good paragraphs}
Dean my be small, but he is far from it in personality. This crazy bass playing young man, will cause mas cohos as her runs around like a cracked out Tasmanian Devil. He will do anything to make you laugh, or feel dumb. Don't get me wrong, he is a nice person but if you get on his bad side, watch out. This guys has weird emotions. He will hide how feels and then explode on you and then not talk for days, but once he is out of his moods he will act as if nothing is wrong.


Dean will most likely talk to you about music or the latest parties. Though he his a party animal, he is somewhat of a light weight, and may puke on you if drunk. He can't really hold his liquor and is not very good at controlling his vomiting. But if he does let lose on you, that means he finds you worthy of his puke, and my make you a friend. Dean is a happy go luck guy, well if you put aside the whole bottling emotions thing.

So, he is funny, an emotional wreck, and cant hold his liquor, so basically he is your everyday teenage boy. He not really a ladies man like Tanner, but he gets enough tail for the both of them. He is also a little on the dorky side, especially when it comes to bass. If you mess with him while he is in the zone, be prepared to be ignored and passably flipped off. Six words to sum him up. He is a cute cocky bastard.



likes Girls, Tanner, Rock, Sex, Anything that pisses you off
dislikes Anything he might not like at any moment
ambitions To be the greatest bass player that ever lived.
fears Failing in life.


{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? {you may not use yourself} Johnny Christ
eyesBrown
hairBlack
height5'7"
style {one paragraph}


Dean Scott Shawn looks like any normal kid, psh... Yeah right. He has black hair that is cut short on the side and goes into a good size Mohawk in the middle. He also has he left nostril pierced and a few tattoos of old horror movie characters. He is short and solid, not fat. Dean is usually spotted wearing a pair of old jeans and any of his fav band tees. He is always sporting his classic converse, and is hardly seen without his Misfits backpack. Also sometime he may wear a hat, but rarely.





{ and I'm telling you why


your nameDean
age17
years of roleplay 4
code sentenceDo you like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain?
other BOO!
sample post


Dean exited the practice building triumphant, he had finally finished a song. Since being kicked out of the band he was in, he had not been able to lay down a bass line that was worth any of the trouble he went threw writing. He finally felt some what accomplished and he smiled widely. "I think this calls for a drink." he said pulling out his phone and dialing up Tanners number. "Yo, Bro? Where are you?" he asked as he walked down the path to the dorm.

His brown eyes scanned the door to Hoffman Hall before he yanked it open with great force. He jogged up the stairs after hang up wit Tanner and changed. About 20 minutes later he was back out the same door he had entered, and was hoofing his way down to The End. "I herd this place was lame." he mumbled as he flashed his fake I.D. at the door.

It wasn't hard to spot his friend out, Tanner seemed to be the one of only a few males that were actually in the place. "Hey, Man." he said as he reached the bar. His eyes glanced at the girl then he hat on the other side of Tanner staying quiet so not to disturb him in his art of charm. Dean let out a low sigh as he ordered a Bud Light and drank it down with no problem. No doubt about it, he was going to get smashed that night, or his name wasn’t Dean Shawn.

After a few moments he turned and poked his friends shoulder. “Hows it going?!” he asked over the lough music. He really didn’t expected an answer but he was ok with that. After a minute he soon turned to the bar tender. “I’ll have another please.” he said as he pushed the empty bottle twords the, probably gay, bartender.

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