|
|
Name: |
Chester Allan McCoy | |
| Age: | 18 | ||
| Birthday: | May 22 | ||
| Looks: | *looks down at himself* I've got blonde curly hair, and brown eyes. I'm about 5'11. I'm pretty solidly built, but not fat, and certainly not skinny. | ||
| Personality: |
I'm a pretty quiet guy. I don't like a lot of flash and go. I'm pretty slow to warm up to people completely, and don't make friends easily. But once I do, I'm true to them. I wouldn't go behind their back and do anything. I tend to be very protective of those who are close to me as well. I don't... want to... /lose/ any more people I love... |
||
| History: |
*cringes, but nods nontheless* I used to live with my parents and younger sister, and then there was a fire in our house, and my sister and I got out but, uh, my parents didn't, and they... yes. So, my sister Amelia and I were sent to an orphanage. A "goodly" couple ran the orphanage, and I guess the man took a liking to my little sister, because he... took advantage of her, and she just... couldn't handle that so she... *nearly cries* drowned herself. I stuck it out at the orphanage until I turned 18, then I took all the money I'd saved and I left. My ticket only got me as far as New York City, so I ended up here. I went looking around for a house, and I heard that there was room here, so I stopped by, and it looks like I'll be staying here a while. |
||
| Friends and Relatives: |
*shakes his head* My family is all... deceased, and I left the one friend I had in Maine when I left. |
||
| Significant Other: |
Maggie Larter, Washington Heights Lodging House |
||