Post by ariesalvarez on Aug 2, 2011 20:07:19 GMT -6
ALVAREZ, ARIES
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* - - B A S I C S ;
[/i][/font][/size]- Name; - Aries Andres Alvarez
- Age; - Seventeen
- Gender; - Male
- School; - Dalton Academy
- Classified; - Warblers, Debate Team, Soccer Team
- Grade; - Junior
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* - - P E R S O N A L I T Y ;
[/i][/font][/size]- Aries is known by others at his school for being a unending ball of energy, to the point where joining the Warblers seemed the only way to help burn off the excess. Before being part of the show choir room, most of the boy's energy was centered on his position in the soccer team and his studies. A few weeks in the Warblers helped him curb the unintentional 'in-your-face' attitude he sometimes carried. It hasn't helped him in the 'foot-in-mouth' department, as Aries still makes unnecessary comments without meaning to. A natural klutz, second only to Reed Van Kamp, Aries is known for honing his skills on the soccer field but constantly needing to pay for broken vases. He is no longer allowed in the Dean's office due to an incident with non-dairy coffee creamer that required the refurbishing of several pieces of furniture. Apart from his, now fixed, need for volume control and lack of grace in daily life, Aries is a loyal part of the Warblers; he often pitches in ideas for new performances and songs, eager to please now that council has decided to participate in show choir competition. The seventeen year old was raised to appreciate hard work and the benefits of toiling for something.
As a person Aries is a bit clueless and subtlety can sometimes go over his head. He strives for the acceptance of his peers and, thanks in part to his multicultural upbringing, treats his friends as though they were his family. He can, however, be critical of people; bluntness comes to him at the most inopportune and improper moments. It should be mentioned that waking him up from a nap, or bothering him when he is sleep-deprived, can lead to meeting an overly-critical, openly hostile Aries. Apart from these instances, Aries is an optimist who shares the qualities of his namesake: determination, single-mindedness and nearly endless energy.
* - - H I S T O R Y ;
[/i][/font][/size]- Aries Andres Alvarez was adopted by Andres Alvarez and his wife, Rose Alvarez (nee Kingston) in Michigan sometime around March of 1994. At the time, Aries had been barely a baby. His adoption was set up by an agency and the reason behind it was the Alvarez's wish for a child. They already had one daughter, Andretti Rose Alvarez, but were unable to conceive again to health reasons that kept Rose from holding a child. Aries's biological parents signed a non-disclosure agreement with no loopholes, the end result being that he can only contact them upon turning eighteen. The Alvarez's moved to the small town of Westerville during 1999 and Aries was enrolled in several schools there, as part of their hope that he receive a good education. Andres Alvarez was and still is a doctor, specializing in dermatology (his children often joke that his skin care routine can be compared to that of a Victoria Secret model). Rose established her own catering business and, after living in Worthington Condos for a few years, the family moved to a Seven Oaks townhouse, where they currently live. Aries was enrolled in Dalton Academy as soon as he was able and spent his freshman year working on his soccer skills. During his sophomore year he was advised by an upperclassman to apply to join the Warblers and is currently a baritone. Aries isn't a boarding student at Dalton and spends most of his time interacting with all of the students there, letting him develop a sort of neutral zone for himself. That doesn't mean he won't have a camera out and ready to film whatever shenanigans happen.
His feelings for the new year are summed up in a video time capsule all the Dalton Academy students completed for future generations:"I first entered Dalton when I was a freshman and besides the light hazing the upperclassmen give you, nothing too terrible has occurred. As for exciting, everything has been picking up since last year. Sure the Warbler’s lost Regionals but most of us didn’t even think we’d get there. Personally, I think the council needs to open up a bit more in terms of music and choreography. We really came out of our comfort zone at Regionals but we need more. Billboard’s Top 100 and Broadway classics won’t be enough to put us on par with groups like New Directions or Vocal Adrenaline. We need to be better, stronger, tougher. We’re gentlemen but we’ve got to be a united force.
I can feel it though; this year is going to be big!"
* - - S A M P L E ;
[/i][/font][/size]" From my Aries Andres Alvarez account at Express Yourself Home
Of course life had a funny way of showing Aries that it loved him. He needed to buy ink for his Inkjet Printer, which everyone knew cost an arm and a leg; at least he got enough from his job at JCP in a neighboring town to foot the bill (even if the half an hour drives were murder). He had arrived at the local office supply store only to fin it closed because the owner's daughter was giving birth. Mazel-tov. Really. It rained on his way over to the local mall to see if the Walgreens there had any ink. You'd think in a city where they had a mall there would be at least an OfficeMax. On the way some idiot in a Volvo had the nerve to cut him off and cause him to swerve slight. The rain had slicked the road enough to cause Aries's car to run over something sharp and, by consequence, pop a wheel.
"Oh dear, I'm so terribly sorry! I didn't..."
Now he was here, grumbling about the stormy weather and what is so hot, mother-
"..see nor hear you.. please, I'm so-"
"Oh! Sweet Jesus on molasses that's hot!"
He wasn't one to invoke the Lord's son and humanity's savior but this was really stinking hot.
"T-That really burns... Ow!"
Who knew machines could crank out liquid at that temperature?
Instead of doubling over on the floor in pain, Aries held himself up by putting his hand on the stainless-steel counter where the Soft-N-Creamy ice cream machine and the Big-Chug-Slushies machine kept churning at blueberry, mango and strawberry flavors. He took a deep breath as the burn started to fade. He stood there wincing a bit at the cold of the room, compounded by the unnaturally chilly surroundings outside, and the warmth of the liquid on the front of his jeans.
"...I'm so so sorry for all this. I should have been paying attention."
Oh, so it was sundress girl who spilled the drink all over him? He glanced at the girl and knew he didn't really have it in his heart to be mean to her (they'd just met after all).
"N-No. I'm ok. Whoo... I'm totally cool."
Yes, life really liked sticking it to him good.”
* - - M E ;
[/i][/font][/size]- Name; - Chii or ReadySet!
- Age; - Eighteen
- How you found us; - Internet Search Engines
- How long you've been roleplaying; - 5 years
- Other Characters; - Miki Yashida
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