RIPLEY,FELIX REED

[FELIX REED RIPLEY]

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FULL NAME Felix Reed Ripley
NICKNAMES Rip
AGEEighteen
SEXUALITYJust Sexual.
MEMBER GROUPstudent
OCCUPATION body piercer
GRADE Senior
HEIGHT6'3
HAIR dark brown-black
EYESteal
PLAY-BYcolton haynes

LIKES

water.Sex.romantic Movies.Going to the movies.hanging out at the mall.shopping.babies.kids.flirting.wrestling.women.men.vintage cars.being touched.being in a peaceful environment.classic films.sporting events, cigarettes. weed. women, food in general, old novels, every kind of music. beer.cheesecake, pizza, animal crackers, children, animals, women, parties, dares, sarcasm, phone calls.coca-cola.rooftops, warm weather, video games,pictures.
DISLIKES
Feeling controlled.His Mother.His Father.His older Brother.
Liars.His immense curiosity for the male sex.emotions.explaining himself.talking about his past.peer pressure.the sound of screaming, and crying.when people nag him.being reminded to do something.being alone.math, reading, school in general, the cold, really loud things, peppers, boring people. Sissy drinks.
DREAMS

OVERALL PERSONALITY Have you ever had something crazy that you really wanted to do but never did? Lile..oh say.. jump off a building, or swim with sharks? Yeah me neither, but Felix..better known as Rip loves the thrill. He's a rebel and he's always in trouble. He can be rather childish and the word "responsibility" makes him cringe. Rip hates authority in almost every figure. He hates the idea that someone he doesn't even know can have the "power" to control him. his parents were entirely too strict and his social life was always top priority. He's a wild one, full of rocky ups and downs but a heart of gold and a fire burning in his soul. He's sarcastic and witty, loud and playful, not the least bit shy and at times all too random.

MOTHERAngela Schnell
FATHERSeymore Ripley
SIBLINGSDartland Ripley
PETS none, though he wants a puppy
OTHER FAMILYnone worth mentioning.
WEALTH CLASSmiddle class
HOMETOWNsanta monica

OVERALL HISTORY Born and raised right in Santa Monica, Rip never having been anywhere else enjoys his hometown. His entire family was always busy, always wanting to leave, go somewhere else and Rip wanted to stay. His older brother Dart was the champion, he was a year ahead of Rip and was the "golden" child. He played football in school and was the stereotypical asshole of a jock who felt it necessary to beat the living shit out of his wimpy little brother. At that stage in his life Rip was still Felix. Everybody called him Felix and knew him as the kid who couldn't see without his glasses and wore tacky hand me downs from his brother. When he'd bring it up to his parents, about how he didn't like being pushed around and such they ignored him, told him to man up and deal so with a hatred growing for them all he did just that. he started skipping school and taking boxing lessons down the street in the slums.

He was in eighth grade when his mother got a report card in the mail with straight Fs and she screamed for hours about how he needed to be more like his big brother. (his brother who made straight As because he was screwing the teachers...) Felix made friends with some ruff stuff kids on the streets who started the influence of marijuana and alcohol and when he went back to repeat eighth grade he was slightly large than the other students. His big brother made fun of him once again for being the stupid kid having to repeat a year of middle school while he went on to his sophomore year in highschool...Fed up Felix decided he was to go by Rip, and only rip. He rode the bus to his brother's school, walked in with everyone else, found his brother at lunch and beat him to a bloody pulp. Bringing out every boxing move and street style throw he could incorporate.

After he was taken home by the cops his dad kicked him out, demanding that his troubled fifteen year old find somewhere else to live because the family didn't need his crap and it wouldn't be tolerated in the Ripley family. So with a happy fuck you, he moved in with his friends who he'd made out on the streets, without his older brother breathing down his neck he did better in school, without his parents on his back, he went through, and finished his junior year with a decent GPA of 3.6. With a "whatcha see is whatcha get" attitude, the boy is now in his senior year, finsihing up this stage of his life, ready for the world..or at least life past highschool.

NAME/ALIASPoca
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE 7ish years
OTHER CHARACTERS Jakkson Rhys Archer

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

The man looked at her, his eyes taking in her features. It was almost sweet. He didn't look like he wanted to tear into her, fuck her brains out and make her scream. He sincerely looked like he was interested in what she had to say, like he didn't mind her blabbering and habbit of talking way too much. It brought a faint tent of pink to her already rose colored cheeks.

Journey asked her questions and became immediately wide-eyed upon hearing his response."Angry fans. Haha, I won heavy weight champion title the other day....a few people didn't like that too much. So...they wanted to kill me." She pulled back. "What sore losers! They're fucking psycho!" It wasn't often that Journey dropped the f-bomb. She was usually too poised for that type of language but when she got worked out sometimes words would slip.

She held herself slightly up with a fully extended arm, bend at the wrist. "Tell me they're in jail rotting away?" She nodded agreeing with herself abruptly."I hope they're all extremely straight and have really large inmates who find them attractive.." her thin brows furrowed and knitted together as she spoke. "I hardly even know you, but NOBODY deserves that." She planted a peck on his cheek. "I'm sorry you got shot."

"I'm alright though. Still living right?" he asked peacefully let his eyes lay on her before he took her hand and let her touch his chest so she could feel his heart beating.Her hand placed on the center of his chest, her lips upturned just a tad and she tussled back into a comfortable position, laying on her back. "I suppose so." She added. "I mean, I'm extremely glad you didn't like...DIE or something. Cuz then I wouldn't have gotten to meet you. But that's pretty selfish huh?" she muttered.

He gave her a gentle squeeze and she sighed. She felt relaxed in this new friend's arms. At least that's what she was going to call him for now. "You didn't get some crazy woman on the side of the road to pour some whiskey on it and wrap you up right? Please tell me you're not a big stubborn goof and you actually went to a hospital to get it taken care of correctly." She added looking extremely concerned. "I don't mean to stereotype, but you remind me of a friend of mine and he wouldn't admit that he ever needed help with anything. And he pretended he could handle, physically anything." She placed her head gently on his non-injured arm, using it as a pillow.

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