have you heard the new sensation; Landon Scott*

[Landon Scott Bolyard]

*get over it,
Landon Scott Bolyard


hey bitches, hannahh here.
i found get over it on proboards support
and i joined because i need a good place to roleplay
i've been living for about 16 years and about 3 of my life has been spent roleplaying
if you ever need me you can holla my name by personal message

*simple and sweet,
birth name, Landon Scott Bolyard
nicknames, Landon
age && date of birth, 20 & September 13th
gender, Malee
sexuality, Straight
professor, or student?, Student; Sophomore

*i'm no supermodel,
hair colour, brown with some blonde highlights
eye colour, brown
height, 6' 3"
weight, 175
physical flaws, A huge scar on his back from being dumb in High School.
general appearance, When he was a boy, Landon was very lanky, and tall for his age. Over the years he grew into his height, he always had some big ears, and a big nose. Everything evened out, and he is now the average size and weight of his friends. He’s thin, but that’s from being fit. He has a high metabalism, and he doesn’t eat like a horse.
He has mediam length brown hair, with blonde highlights. It’s never neat, never. He doesn’t even look at it in the mornings. It’s very rare when he even puts any effort to combing it. Just because he doesn’t mess with his hair, doesn’t mean that he’s not a clean person. He’s very clean actually, he take about 3 showers a day.
His skin is naturally a light tan, he’s never pale. He spends a lot of time outside, so he’s usually darker than some. His body type is thin, but he’s not a wimp. He can carry just as much weight as the next guy, even though it may not seem that way. He can be very clumsy when he’s not paying any attention, which is normal, and he’ll just shake it off.
His clothing consists of: band shirts, destroyed jeans, and vans of some sort. Landon has to be comfortable, has to. He doesn’t worry about what’s ‘in’ and what’s not. He wears what he likes, and if someone doesn’t appreciate that, then don’t look at him. `Nuff said.
play by,

*this is me,
likes,
girls, his friends, singing, drinking, partying, pretending he's on the show 'Jackass', mudding, pizza, sudoku, dogs, music, celery, apples, orange juice, scarves, shoes, warmth, hugs, making out, candy canes, coke, hershey kisses with caramel on the inside, chicken wings, blankets that are very soft, scary movies, reading, writing, photography, andddd money.
dislikes,
stuck up girls, mean girls, bitches, cats, being broke, broccili, dvds that skip, itchy blankets, being cold, being shushed, waking up in the morning, gross candy, gross food, being bored, when the internet doesn't work, dogs that have rabies, anything that has rabies, monkies, clowns, being proved wrong, andddd fat people.
habits, chewing my fingernails
weakness' Pessimist
strengths, very vocal
goals, To do something with my life. To be successful
secrets, Twin brother died in the womb.
overall personality, Outgoing. Why would I use this word? Probably because he’s always the life of the party. Actually there would be no party unless Landon was there, but to his friends he was probably the most laid back guy you would come across. He didn’t really mind what people thought of him, but he didn’t why some people didn’t like him. He treated everyone with respect, I guess they just didn’t like the fun people. Maybe they were just boring people. If you weren’t very happy you could always go to him, he would never turn anyone down. All of his friends respect him, no matter what he gets himself into, they would always bail him out.

Rejection. The one thing Landon was most afraid of had to be rejection. When this boy fell for someone, he fell hard. He did everything in his power to make that one girl as happy as he could make her. And when he spends all that time with her, and spends all that money on her, he doesn’t expect anything to go wrong. He’s almost sure that he won her over. But when that one moment, that final moment when he get’s ready and he builds up the confidence to ask her, and she turns him down. It hurts more than anything, he could never imagine a worse pain.

Immature. I guess Landon could be mature, at times. But most of the time he was the most immature person you would meet. Maybe that’s a reason why some people don’t like him. He’s immature. It’s fun being immature, so why not live it up. Why not live your life the way it’s supposed to be lived. To the fullest. Why waste your life acting like your 20 years older than your actual age, why not act like you’re 10 years younger than your actual age? Well Landon was living his life to the fullest, and there was no one to stop him.

Courageous. Landon wasn’t really afraid to do anything. He wouldn’t mind going into that scary cave in the movies. Or if some strange man walked up to the door, but no one would answer. Landon would. Why would you be afraid, if the man attacks, just knee him in the balls. He’d fall over, then call the police. If the cave was dark, take a flashlight, if some bear was in there then don’t mess with it. Easy.


*my life story,
hometown, Phoenix, Arizona
current town, Los Angeles, California
parents, Julie Bolyard and Mark Bolyard
siblings, Only child
other relatives, --
history, Birth
It all started at 1:20 in the morning. Screams came from the little delivery room. A man walked in, and over to the incubator to pick up the new baby boy. "Well, it's a boy. What are you going to be naming him?" The doctor carried him carefully over to the new mother. "I think I'll name him Landon...” she looked up at the doctor, "Does he look like a Landon?" The doctor smiled sweetly at her, "Yes that sounds like a great name." The mother looked back down at the little body in her arms. This was the beginning of Landon's new life.
Childhood
Landon walked through the long hallway to the kitchen, "Hey you." His mother greeted him, "Are you ready for dinner?" she asked him. "Yea...” he sighed, then walked over to the chair, and took a seat. He scooted in, so he was able to reach the table. His mother walked over with a plate, it contained corn, bread, and ravioli. Landon licked his lips, "Mmmm." His mother looked down on him and smiled. “It’s your favorite." She walked back over to the sink. Landon took big bites out of his corn, and then moved onto his ravioli. That's what he usually ate, ravioli, but he didn't mind. It was his favorite. "When is dad supposed to come home?" he asked, lifting his eyes off his plate over to his mother. "I'm not sure honey...” A single tear ran down his cheek, she whipped it away before he could notice, but he did. "Oh, alright." He decided that he should probably drop the subject. From that day on he never talked about his father again.
A few years later…
Landon awoke, to a pan being dropped on the floor. He hurried out of bed, and to the kitchen to see what was going on. When he saw his mom leaning against the window, crying, he didn't know how to handle this. "Mom??" she turned around, and looked at him, wiping the tears from her face, "What's going on? Are you alright?" she half smiled at him, "Nothing honey, go to your room, I don't want you worrying about anything." He sighed, "no mom you need to tell me what's up...” he said walking towards her. “I jus- I don't know how to tell you this, but I just got a call, your father died." Landon looked at his mother a bit confused, tears forming in his eyes. "What do you mean? How??" he walked over to the table, and sat down, his mother walked over and sat across from him. "I guess last night, he was drunk and he wrecked. I – I don't know honey." He sighed, and then laid his head on the table. He didn't know his father, but he wanted to meet him so bad. "I – I just wanted to know him." Tears started to flow down his face, "I know honey, and it’ll be ok." Landon got up, and walked to his room. He jumped on his bed and started to cry.
Adolescence
After his father’s death he knew everything would be the same as in the beginning. Though Landon began to slip in school, and started to party and drink. He knew it wasn’t the best route to take, but he couldn’t resist just trying. After the first time he tried, it just went downhill from there. He got into to some things that he probably shouldn’t have, and after realizing that he stopped. He tried hard to get his life back on track. That was mostly his adolescence, getting in and out of things.
Present
Landon’s life is going back to what seems to be normal for him. He graduated High School, somehow. And now he’s on his way to college. Now people have told him that college would be the best time of your life, but not when you’re getting out of alcohol and drug abuse. Hopefully, he’ll wind up with the right crowd, but that never happens. Especially when it’s Landon. While in college, Landon hopes to get into Forensics. Maybe he won't mess one thing up.


*how we do,
rp sample,17 years ago
It all started at 1:20 in the morning. Screams came fromthe little delivery room. A man walked in, and over to the incubator to pick up the new baby boy. "Well, it's a boy. What are you going to be naming him?" The doctor carried him carefully over to the new mother. "I think I'll name him Landon.." she looked up at the doctor, "Does he look like a Landon?" The doctor smiled sweetly at her, "Yes that sounds like a great name." The mother looked back down at the little body in her arms. This was the beginning of Landons new life.
10 years ago
Landon walked through the long hallway to the kitchen, "Hey you." His mother greeted him, "Are you ready for dinner?" she asked him. "Yea.." he sighed, then walked over to the chair, and took a seat. He scooted in, so he was able to reach the table. His mother walked over with a plate, it contained corn, bread, and ravioli. Landon licked his lips, "Mmmm." His mother looked down on him and smiled. "Your favorite." She walked back over to the sink. Landon took big bites out of his corn,then moved onto his ravioli. That's what he usually ate, ravioli, but he didn't mind. It was his favorite. "When is dad supposed to come home?" he asked, lifting his eyes off his plate over to his mother. "I'm not sure honey.." A single tear ran down he cheek, she whiped it away before he could notice, but he did. "Oh, alright." He decided that he should probably drop the subjuct. From that day on he never talked about his father again.
5 years ago
Landon awoke, to a pan being dropped on the floor. He hurried out of bed, and to the kitchen to see what was going on. When he saw his mom leaning against the window, crying, he didn't know how to handle this. "Mom??" she turned around, and looked at him, wiping the tears from her face, "What's going on? Are you alright?" she half smiled at him, "Nothing honey, go to your room, I don't want you worrying about anything." He sighed, "no mom you need to tell me what's up.." he said walking towards her. "I jus- I don't know how to tell you this, but I just got a call, your father died." Landon looked at his mother a bit confused, tears forming in his eyes. "What do you mean? How??" he walked over to the table, and sat down, his mother walked over and sat across from him. "I guess last night, he was drunk and he wrecked. I – I don't know honey." He sighed, then laid his head on the table. He didn't know his father, but he wanted to meet him so bad. "I – I just wanted to know him." Tears started to flow down his face, "I know honey, it'll be ok." Landon got up, and walked to h is room. He laid on his bed, and started to cry.
Current
Landon sighed, then ate the rest of his food. He looked around, his mother was at work. He didn't go to school today, he didn't feel the need. He wanted to go party, that's what he does. He parties, and drinks. He never knew how to take his father's death. He didn't even care about anything anymore, he just wanted to make sure his mother was happy. He did everything in his power to make it that way. He loved his mom more than anything, and she's been a wreck longer than he could remember. Landon got up, and walked to the living room, and sat down. He turned on the tv, and started to watch one of his favorite shows, CSI, when he goes to college he planned on going into Forensics, if he /goes/ to college.
anything else, that rp sample is from Neopets. Sooo..yea (:
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