Noah Hansen &&done

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Noah Hansen is now entering hell

full name: Noah Lucas Hansen
gender: male
age: 19
birthday: December 6^th, 1987
living where?: apartment
clique: citizen

personality: Noah has two sides to him. At first he can be really quiet and is usually shy. It is rare for him to just walk up and talk to someone randomly. He can't trust somebody right off the bat, he needs to get to know them first. But once he gains your trust and gets to know you better, you'll begin to notice a change in him day by day. You start to see a more wild and crazy side of him, which people seem to like more. He starts showing that random, hyper, funny, romantic, sensitive side.

What a wild wild place to be in. What are you supposed to do when it all comes down to nothing? Try to make us laugh! That's what Noah does to liven a crowd. If you're bored, having a bad day, or are just up for a good laugh, Noah would be a good person to come to. He doesn't try to be funny, it's just natural. It's hard for him to be serious, but when he is, you'll know.

He's very secretive... you may not get as much as you'd like out of him. It's hard for him to break everything down to someone. Even if you paid him one-hundred dollars, he probably wouldn't budge. It's almost funny how you could know a person for all your life and still not know everything! In the past, people have gotten annoyed with him for not telling him what's making him depressed, or whatever. But, maybe if you're real special, he'll unlock the door and let you in. Although, a friendly reminder:don't make any predictions.

Noah's personality changes just by perspective. It all depends on what you see in him. For example, he could seem shy and timid to one person and crazy and wild to someone else. His actions change like seasons. Only faster. Sometimes he may seem geeky or just plain out of this world weird but the one thing that will never change is his name. He will always and forever be Noah. Seventeen-year-old Noah Lucas Hansen.
likes:

• dogs
  
• horses
  
• Autumn(fall)
  
• Summer
  
• family
  
• friends
  
• girls
  
• movies
  
• small towns
  
• peanut butter m&m's
  
• music
  
• kids(some)
  
• babies
  

dislikes:

• cities
  
• cruelty/abuse to anyone/anything
  
• deforestation
  
• morning people
  
• tone-deaf people that sing really high
  
• annoying/stupid commercials
  
• DRAMA
  
• rap
  
• sappy songs/movies/books
  
• gossip/rumors
  
• magazines(he doesn't really know why...)
  

quirks:

• telling his problems to animals, bugs(of any kind)
  
• losing his temper over the littlest things
  
• using hand sanitizer
  

habits:

• talking to himself
  
• organizing EVERYTHING(or at least some)
  
• biting his lip
  
• fiddling with his snake bites
  

addictions: none

height: 5'7''
weight: 140
hair color: black
eye color: ice blue
physical description: His hair is jet black, neck length. In the light you can sometimes see the auburn/brownish tint to it. His bangs hang in his face, sometimes hiding his gorgeous ice-blue eyes. His eyes can reel you in making you want to get inside his brain, forcing you into a trance. He has long black lashes to bat away all the dust. He has smooth lips with snake bites under his lower lip. His face is nice and soft, usually. His face has a soft tan. He has one of those million dollar smiles and it could cause you to fall in love with him.

His body is slender and tanned from the suns rays and all the summer days at the beach. His arms are skinny and he doesn't look like he'd be one to be one of those big, buff, strong guys(which he isn't exactly) but he is quite strong. He can at least lift over his own weight. Noah's hands are rarely ever dry or callused, since he puts lotion on, but always soft and smooth(and smelling like vanilla!).

He never looks tired unless he's been up past 3 in the morning for a week and can usually hide it. Most of the time he'll have a blank expression on his face only smiling occasionally as if smiling were a holiday. But when he does, you'll know it! Otherwise, his expressions are plain and simple. Sometimes he has a look of curiosity or bewilderment and these looks could make you laugh.

Some descriptions are so faint, you can hardly see them. For instance, the freckles that are painted across his nose. They are usually only visible in the sun. Or that he wears contacts which are what make his eyes so shiny and glistening. Sometimes he wears glasses with black frames. He also has faint freckles on his arms.

born: ? not really sure what you mean here...
bulleted: don't really get this either...

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history: When Noah was growing up people would often get annoyed with him. Why? All he would do his pester them with his crazy stories that made absolutely no sense whatsoever! His parents, aunts, uncles, brother, sister, all told him to shut up for at least 5 minutes but nothing would stop him. Most of the time his famous stories would start out with, "Guess what happened to so and so at school today..." or something along those lines. He didn't like being told "Shut up" but he couldn't help it! He was always so hyper that people actually asked his parents if he had ADHD. They replied 'no' and kept walking. They took him to the doctor to see and every doctor they went to told them simply 'no'.

As he went on to high school, he became quieter and quieter the house always being a bit more silent. This scared his parents so they went to the doctor and she said that there was no problem. It was common in some teens. They didn't believe that. After a while, everyone forgot about it and went on with their lives. The truth was, there really wasn't anything wrong with Noah. He just got tired of being told to shut up or be quiet or give me five minutes of peace and decided he didn't need to tell anyone anything. It was his life not theirs and they didn't need to know everything that was going on in it.

He didn't have very many friends and not all of the people that were his friends were true friends. They most of the time just used him for something he had. He had two that he could trust but when they were in tenth grade, Harison moved and the summer before eleventh grade, he lost his other friend, Thatcher, in a bad car accident. Those two little incidents made him hardly talk at all. He still did good in school but never got participation points which made his grades lower.

His senior year, he made a new friend who also became his girlfriend. Her name was Remy and as soon as he met her, he knew she was the one. After they graduated, he was planning on proposing to her. But something changed and she slipped away from him, going on to college and bigger things. He had bought the engagement ring and everything, had permission even. Yet, something told him to let her go and she wasn't the one for him. It was just first love butterflies.

So, he grew up to be who he is now and to him it's a good thing. He didn't know what to do with his life so he came here.

name: N/A
years rping: 2
age: 15
gender: female
password: mrs.wentz14
role play example: He strutted on quietly keeping to himself, listening intently to his ipod. He needed music to live, to breathe. Without his music, he would die and turn into dust, floating along with the wind flowing in the trees. He wore a gray sweatshirt, his hood over his head hiding his face from passing strangers. He held his ipod in his hand inside his pocket, his other hand resting in his other pocket. He hummed in his head to the song playing. Viva La Vida by Coldplay. He shuffled his feet down the cement pathway in the park.

He came to an old wooden bench that was worn from so many people sitting on it. He sat down probably being the thousandth person to sit on it. He knew he'd sat on this bench before, it was his favorite one in the park. Why? Well, he had the perfect view of the lake that hid between the tree branches. He especially loved sitting upon that bench at sunrise. He got up at the perfect time every morning just to see the sun rise at that very spot sitting in center view of the whole beauty. It was a magnificent and gorgeous thing to witness, and he witnessed it each morning. This beauty always put a smile on his face no matter what, always making him happy.

Once the sun was fully up, he sat there a minute or two afterwards taking it all in, before standing up and beginning to walk home. The whole way back he stared at his feet feeling all the eyes falling on him making him hot under his clothes. He never liked it when people watched him but he never changed it. What was he supposed to do? Tell them to stop because he didn't like it? Say 'What're you looking at' and see if they'll turn away? He didn't care about what everyone else did. He lived his life, and they lived theirs and that was that.

His aunt and uncle's house was only a block away from the city park, so he made it home pretty quickly. Even though it wasn't home home, it was still a comfy, warm place away from his wild home town:Carmel Valley. Although he couldn't wait to get back, he was fine with staying here a little bit longer. But, him and his family were leaving tomorrow after staying there for the whole summer. It seemed like so long yet not long enough. So as he was ready to head back home to his little norwegian elkhound pup, Oscar, he wasn't sure if he could quite leave such a nice town.