Jamarcus Wade Gunk

[james gunk]

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my application is; like.. done..

Jamarcus Wade Gunk
Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol

[•]name|; Juh-mark-us Wade Gunk
[•]nick.names|; Gunk to most, James to a few.
[•]age|; 17
[•]birth.date|; February 14th
[•]birth.place|; Canberra, Australia
[•]gender|; Male
[•]orientation|; Straight
[•]occupation|; Student, 3rd year.

cannon? yes[ ] no[X]

[•]appearance|;

Gunk(next to no one calls him James) has hair that could not be described with one word. Nor a sentence, or even a paragraph would do it justice. Some of the girls at the school claim it's like the mane on a dark horse galloping through the moonlight( girls). Honestly, it's all natural.

When Gunk's not wearing your average clothing, he'll often find the most unique signature things possible. With 165 pounds and 6'2", his brown-green eyes, big-ish nose and cheesy smile, he's almost impossible not to spot in a crowd of people. And that's if you don't include Macho.

Because of his family's death when he was 12, Gunk's sense of clothing style was for many years quite poor. Fortunately, when he first came to Peachtree, he gained a few female friends that were able to help him reclaim a decent stance on style. Even so, he still enjoys wearing strange things(imagine a scarf being used in the summertime) every so often.

[•]played by|; Jon Decious

[•]likes|;

Girls.
Friends.
Music.
Macho!
Fun.
School.
Guitar.
Tea.
Athletics.
Videogames.

[•]dislikes|;

Know-it-alls.
Lazyness.
Boredom.
Party-ers.
Insignificants.
Bad Obsessions.
Bad Habits.
Rudeness.
Girly Guys.
Smoking.

[•]personality|;

Gunk, when he first enrolled in Peachtree, was not a very stable person. Although even then he believed in the idea of chivalry for years, until recently, he lacked the courage to defend it. He is now quite the gentleman, and will defend girls without much of a second thought.

Although Gunk enjoys school and being focused on certain things, he enjoys spending time with all sorts and kinds of people. He is rarely judgemental, as he understands exactly what it's like to be at the bottom of the 'food chain'.
Gunk enjoys his nickname, and oftentimes won't even tell people the rest of his name. Only a select few know the rest, and out of those few, only one or two call him anything other than 'Gunk'

[•]family|;

Family all dead.
Gunk doesn't talk about it.

[•]familiars name|; Macho
[•]species familiar resembles|; Hamster
[•]picture of familiar|;

[•]role.play example|;

Gunk sat, strapped to the chair, unsure what was going to happen. There were two people he thought were doctors in the room with him. One of them injected a long-looking needle into his neck. Gunk was quite relieved to find that the numbing shots had worked, as he didn't feel any pain. Then something wrong must have happened; the doctor with the needle cursed and jumped back, and as he jumped back, Gunk looked over in that direction, seeing blood squirting everywhere. He knew it was his, and at the rate he was losing blood, he lost conscienceness.
When he awoke, a little hamster greeted him with a slightly ironic smile. Gunk stared at it for about 10 seconds before he assumed he was hallucinating, and fell back into unconscienceness.

the person behind the magic
[•]name|; Drew
[•]age|; 16
[•]experience|; 7 years, I think.
[•]how you stumbled upon PC|; telepathy, no doubt.

[•charlotte simons]