Name: "JD" (Jason Dean)
Age: "A million and three" (20)
Gender: "Female" (Male)
Sexuality: "The closet stays shut." (Bi)
Looks: "Am I invisible or something"
Personality: "Charming" (Secretly cares, Fearless, Intelligent, Persistent, Sweet, Sneaky, Sarcastic.)
Likes: "That's a vague question" (Doing the extreme, taking risks, croquet, being secretive, music, dogs, pinaple.)
Dislikes: "Complications" (Jocks, As*holes, cats, loud noises, when things intervien, musicals, shrinks, eggplant.)
Senerio
You were hanging out with your not so good friends. They were asking a weird question to the people around the cafeteria.
Out of the corner of your eye you see a mysterious guy in the corner.
He's wearing a black trenchcoat.You see a couple of jocks walk towards him. They slam there fists on the table.
The one on the left says."Hey Ram, doesn't this cafeteria have a no fags allowd policy."
The stranger simply smiles and says. "They seem to have an open door policy for a*sholes don't they."
This made the giant men agrovated.
"Did he just insult us?" The smarter one said to the taller."I think he did, what do you think we should do Ram." He looked over. "I think we should get him."
The guy in the trenchcoat stood up. Ram took the first swing. The shadowy figure grabbed his arm before it made contact with his face.
He tightened his grip. "You probably shouldn't of done that." He then proced to flip the burly man on the table.
After a couple more swing from the jock still standing he gave up. "Let's go Ram." He helped his friend of the table and walked away, well more like fleed away.
The stranger sits back down and continues to eat as if nothing happens. A voice rang in your ear.
"Drool much."
You....