So, ya got a name?

         James Brown, ya ask me again, I'll knock ya down. *is just kidding* *clears throat and smiles*

*eyes you a bit warily* What's your real name?

         Ronald Woods *smiles with a nod*

You got a nickname or anything?

           Sticky or Woods... *shrugs a shoulder*

*smirks a bit* How'd you get that one?

           *chuckles* I have a habit of taking things out of peoples' pockets and bags and things. I've got "sticky fingers" so my friends say, so they call me Sticky. It's kinda childish and silly... but I don't mind. *grins*

So how old are you, anyways?

            Just turned Seventeen last April. *nods* *the 24th*

Whaddaya look like? *receives a 'look' from you* Just answer the question...

          *furrows brow, but looks down at himself* Um well, I'm about 5'8"... I have caramel colored skin... hazel eyes... brown hair.... *laughs* nothing special really. *shrugs**doesn't really like talking about his looks*

*smiles* I'm assuming you have a personality...what's it like?

           I try to be very nice to nice people. I have no patience for stupidity. I tend to take things very personally,  but I can also be overly passive. I don't mind doing things for people, but I don't allow myself to be taken advantage of. I'm rather trusting. I trust everyone until someone gives me a reason not to, and when you've lost my trust, you can't get it back. *shrugs, but nods* I have no problem with being alone. Don't get me wrong, I like being around people. I'm a people person, but if everyone is busy, or I just decide to stay to myself, I usually still have fun. *laughs* I crack myself up. *nods* It's actually kind of scary... but again, I don't mind. *smiles*

Wanna tell us about your background?  Please?

           *sighs* Okay.. well, uh... *rubs the back of his neck* Okay, my father raised me in Jersey. Something happened and he got arrested and I got sent to his sisters house. She seemed happy to keep me, but her son and her husband wasn't too crazy about it. It caused my aunt and her husband to fight a lot about it, so I left and went to Manhattan. I roamed the streets for quite a while.... then I came to Greenwich and found this place. *shrugs*

*nods* M-hm. I see. *smiles* Got any friends or relatives?

          I had two really good friends, but they moved out of Jersey before I did, so I don't know what happened to them. *nods* They were brothers you see, and their mother died when they were born and their father wasn't... that nice of a person, so they ran away. *nods, then shrugs* Haven't heard from them since.*shifts nervously* The only living relatives that I know of is my aunt and her son.

What about a special someone? *winks and grins*

           *smiles, then chuckles* Nah... not yet.

Anything else you wanna let us know about? Special talents, pet peeves.. ?

            Special talents...? *scratches head* nah... but I do talk in my sleep a lot... and I day dream a lot too.