Adrien Timothy Cold

[Adrien Cold]

''Tell me about it

Hey there, my name is Iya, but you can call me Iya . I've been on this planet long enough years, but have been RPing for a year. Along with this character, I tend to make the lives of Leah Gerard a living hell. Just so you

know I found this site by Chrissy .

''Damn I'm good

Character's Full Name: Adrien Timothy Cold
Nicknames:
Age: 18
PB: Tom Felton
Species: Human
Side in the war: Good

''There is more to them then meets the eye

Personality:
Rude: He just can't help it. In one way or another he goes on and says something stupid without realizing or analyzing the situation. The trait often gets him into trouble, but he tries, oh boy, does he try to get out of it just by smiling and charming his way out. Of course, a gurantee to this habit can never be approved, he however just goes for it.

Talks: He talks, he likes talking. Shyness never got in the way of him making a conversation. On, and on, he can go with even just the most trivial things. On the lightest note, he has used this trait to his advantage. The notion of just talking doesn't do anyone any good, but he has used his brain time and time again to find those right words that a lot of girls want to hear. However, the recently mentioned trait does happen to come across at times.

Loyal: He likes keeping his friends and their trust. If you give him anything, anything at all, all he wants is loyality and once given, it'll be returned fully. He'll live his life and never utter a word about the spoken secret. Nor would he let anyone get advantages because of given promises. He's a great asset because he sees the greater good.

Caring: Though the asshole still lays just beneath his skin, he truly cares. He'll take care of you when it is needed and he'll do it tenderly. Those who had passed his eyes on the stage of conquest and still lived through, those that are truly near to him are those that he'll protect even with his slim form. They've taken care of him in one way or another, therefore, he'll return the gesture.

Likes:
+girls
+flirting
+sports
+riding his motorcycle
+looking good for the ladies/ digs looking hot

Dislikes:
-girls crying
-when his moves fail
-losing games
-when he’s wrong
-crappy drivers
-his stutter (which he hides)

Fears:
*death
*vulnerability
*losing people he’s close to

Your Greatest Strength: Adrien is what you’d call a ladies’ man. He was born with a certain charm that was noticeable at a young age. Also, he’s no dummy. Unlike the usual cliché, he keeps a 4.0 average with little challenge. He excels mostly in mathematics and technology.

Your Greatest Weakness: Adrien may be a total speed demon, but he couldn’t fix his bike if his life depended on it. As in, his mechanic skills are nonexistent. In fact, the only class his grades waver in is Auto Shop. His father made him take the class as an attempt to get him to understand mechanics, but to no avail. Also, even though he’s a tough guy, he hates to see people suffer.

''Fate rarely calls upon us at a moment of our choosing

Family:
Parentals --- Nathaniel Cold & Brianna Cold

History:
Adrien Timothy Cold.
Clear blue eyes open at the strike of dawn. Small cries can be heard from the top floor of Mercy Hospital in Tranquility. It was a baby boy. His cries were those of a singer, they craved to reach that higher note. This was the things going through a distant aunt's head, seeing the future for the newborn. To her dismay, he discouraged the idea as he grew older.

He wasn't the artsy type. He prefers facts and figures, looking at the proven and ignoring those that are rendered impossible. This was Math to him. It was straight forward and can only be done in one way. The older he grew, the more he rejected those 'impossible' projects and stuck to those he knew. He'll admit that this fact had limited his capacity. He could've been great, with the talents he had possesed.

Anyway, he had started his whole ordeal with girls at a late age. Of course, he had liked them before, he had just avoided acting on it. That is until his thoughts broke out. "You have pretty eyes." he had said to Anita, a girl in his class. He hadn't meant to, it had just happened. Anticipating a slap, or some justified retort, he cowered, expecting the worst. Instead she smiled and said, "Oh just shut up." She wasn't mad at all. She seemed, dare he say it, glad that he had noticed it.

So, he tries the next day, "Hey, about yesterday, I really wasn't kidding, I really love the way your eyes gleam when the lights hit it." She shakes her head stating, "Oh I bet you say that to all the girls." Instead of responding, he turns her instead. "What?" a slight frustraion was rising in her tone. "Don't believe me, but don't be surprised if you catch me staring." Then he left, trying to calculate how this would end up and the probability of his plan working.

Within the next few days, he had realized that it had worked. She was smirking at him whenever he was caught staring. It had become a game for him, a game with no rules. That excited him, he was from then on, determined to fix the rules himself.

Anything Else?: His theme song: “Break My Heart” by Nolan Gerard Funk

''The Fallen Shall Rise Again

Did you read the rules?: Transform and Roll Out
Custom Title: *--the tenth
RP Sample: COOKIES!

[Christopher Prime]

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