Name: "It's Adrian Cloud... Who's asking?"
Age: "Old enough to drink." (He looks 21, but he's actually only 18.)
Gender: "Are you blind? Or do you have a death wish?" (Male.)
Species: "What are you ON?" (Human.)
Sexuality: "You're lucky the security cameras are rolling." (Ha! GAAAAAAY!)
Appearance: "I'm right here, asshole." (Media.)
Personality:
Adrian Cloud is...well...rude. He usually comes off as cold and a little bit defensive, which he is. He's not all bad; he's a little bit of a joker with a happy-go-lucky attitude when school's out, or when he's around his little group of friends. He's quite the lady killer; he'd probably have a girlfriend if he wasn't gay. He was raised by his older brother to show a complete aura of dominance and masculinity, and he's taken those teachings to heart. Now that he lives alone, he usually can be spotted around his workplace, chatting up customers. Just, try not to get on his bad side... He's got a little bit of a temper problem.
Likes/Dislikes:
"I guess you could say I had a bond with my older brother; my parents weren't really there to raise me, if you catch my drift. I like working with cars and trucks; stuff like that. Can't stand a motorcycle, though. The rest is on a Need-To-Know basis."
T-Ons/Offs: "How about you find out?" He gives me a cold stare, as he cracks his knuckles.
(As he said, find out! :D *runs off*)
Scenario:
You were on your way home from (location here) a little later than expected, in the middle of the summer. Since it was the summer, heat was abundant throughout the world.
Which is why, when your engine started smoking, you cursed.
This happened quite frequently, as it was an old car. It always kept breaking down at the worst times. In fact, you had the mechanic shop on speed-dial BECAUSE it kept breaking down. You felt bad about calling them so much, but it was either that or nothing at all.
You gave them a quick call, and explained what happened. Luckily for you, they weren't too far away. The mechanic they told you about arrived three minutes later, driving a tow truck.
"Alright, what's the damage?" He seemed slightly annoyed, and his forehead was a little bit blackened from motor oil.
You..?
