Thread: Adoration
Name: Jonathan Othniel
Nickname: Always goes by "Tuck"
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Tall and fairly gangly with fair skin, long nose, and shaggy light brown hair that grows at an odd uneven angle down his cheeks then stops at his shirt collar in the back. Bright emerald eyes that flash and dance consistently. Usually dirty with a smudge on his cheek or mud caked under his fingernails.
His oppinion of appearance is a shrug of the shoulders and often is seen with a loose fitting shirt, dirty trousers, suspenders, and bare feet while chewing on a piece of straw or anything he could get his hands on that's long, slender, and doesn't taste horribly awful.
Personality: Extremely talkative and knows no stranger, free spirited, and a dreamer. He's kind and loves to laugh/make others laugh, and only dislikes uptight people who can't take a small joke or prank every once in awhile. He believes life is an adventure, and lives it like one; very risky and usually doesn't think of the consequences before partaking in something dangerous or 'out of his league'.
Background: Tuck grew up poor and a simple commoner, never knowing his mother, and more or less taking care of an old, sick father. He stole food and other necessities from the time he was young so he and his father wouldn't go hungry or cold in the winter months of England. Whenever he could he would escape from the old, broken down barn they called a 'home' and stroll through woody areas or plains thinking of nothing but freedom.
His father finally died when Tuck was fifteen, and that was his first chance to live life alone and do whatever he wished; so, he ran, dreamed, and survived as best as he could until the day he darted into the street after being caught stealing from a food vendor and was trampled by Roswell Tevis's horse. The older man brought him to his home where he nursed him, and kept him there afterwards as a stable boy. Tuck has lived with Roswell ever since, catering to the horses (which he enjoys more than anything) while keeping the stuffy man company as a friend.
Name: Jonathan Othniel
Nickname: Always goes by "Tuck"
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Appearance: Tall and fairly gangly with fair skin, long nose, and shaggy light brown hair that grows at an odd uneven angle down his cheeks then stops at his shirt collar in the back. Bright emerald eyes that flash and dance consistently. Usually dirty with a smudge on his cheek or mud caked under his fingernails.
His oppinion of appearance is a shrug of the shoulders and often is seen with a loose fitting shirt, dirty trousers, suspenders, and bare feet while chewing on a piece of straw or anything he could get his hands on that's long, slender, and doesn't taste horribly awful.
Personality: Extremely talkative and knows no stranger, free spirited, and a dreamer. He's kind and loves to laugh/make others laugh, and only dislikes uptight people who can't take a small joke or prank every once in awhile. He believes life is an adventure, and lives it like one; very risky and usually doesn't think of the consequences before partaking in something dangerous or 'out of his league'.
Background: Tuck grew up poor and a simple commoner, never knowing his mother, and more or less taking care of an old, sick father. He stole food and other necessities from the time he was young so he and his father wouldn't go hungry or cold in the winter months of England. Whenever he could he would escape from the old, broken down barn they called a 'home' and stroll through woody areas or plains thinking of nothing but freedom.
His father finally died when Tuck was fifteen, and that was his first chance to live life alone and do whatever he wished; so, he ran, dreamed, and survived as best as he could until the day he darted into the street after being caught stealing from a food vendor and was trampled by Roswell Tevis's horse. The older man brought him to his home where he nursed him, and kept him there afterwards as a stable boy. Tuck has lived with Roswell ever since, catering to the horses (which he enjoys more than anything) while keeping the stuffy man company as a friend.
