Sole, kris andrew

[Kris Sole]

behind the screen;;

real name/nickname;; Devin
age;; 20
years of rp experience;; lots
other los angeles characters;; Jack, Alex
skill level;; Advanced

just the basics;;

name;; Kris Andrew Sole
nickname(s);; Krissy, Drew, Andy
age//birthdate;; 20, Sept. 11
gender;; Male
sexual preference;; Bisexual
occupation;; Musician - Waking Never (lead singer/Guitarist)
schooling;; Joplin Sr. High
instrument;; Acoustic guitar, Electric guitar, harmonica, Tambourine, Percussion, Ukulele, Banjo, piano.

reflections reveal;;

hair color;; Red
eye color;; Brown
height;; 5'10"
weight;; 105

other;;
Tattoos: Kris has many tattoos. He got his first one when he was 16 in a trailer park on his right wrist that says "faith" in Hebrew. The peace sign on his left foot symbolizes how he tries to walk in peace every day. He has double bands on his biceps and the Greek symbols for Alpha and Omega on his forearms; the Alpha is on his right forearm and the Omega is on his left. Alpha and Omega symbolize beginning and end. There is a sun on his right shoulder and a crescent moon on his left, also symbolizing the beginning and end. Kris has a live tree just under the sun on his right bicep above the bands and a dead tree just under the moon on his left bicep above the bands. There is a black bird with its wings spread on the both of his forearms just under his elbow. On both of his elbows, he has a yin-yang sign. Chris has an anchor on each hand, the design being intricate and detailed. On his right hand has his mom's initials, "N. K.", his left hand has his father's, "E. I." while his right knuckles have the word "LIVE" across them and his left have "FREE". On Kris' right thigh is a treble clef that usually extends all the way to his knee so you can see it in the knee holes of his jeans, a bass clef is on his left thigh and doesn't extend as far down. Across his chest just under his collar bone reads "Love is my Weapon". Under that, taking up the rest of his chest, is a dove with its wings spread; this symbolizes peace in his heart. Probably his least known tattoo is the word "TRUTH" on the inside of his bottom lip.
Piercings: Kris has black ear plugs in both ears, a single lip ring, and his nose pierced. He also has his hips studded.


body type;; Being placed in the category 'slim/slender', Kris feels that his body is truly a canvas. Due to his total devotion to nature and his hippie like lifestyle, Kris goes by a very strict vegan diet and exercises often. It's no shock that he's so skinny with his diet and exercise schedule! Being a vegan is hard to do, but he feels so much better when he eats healthy, compared to when he pigs out on junk food.
Style:
Kris loves him some hats! Each hat symbolizes a phase in his life. His navy blue pilot hat symbolized him being on autopilot, his white sailor hat symbolized him being lost at sea. So far, his favorite has been his bear hat which symbolizes him being a Wiley kid and just having fun. His raccoon hat was the last one he has wore, yet he refuses talked about what it means to him.
Kris has had the same hair for his whole music career.
Another accessory he is never seen without are his bracelets. He only wears them on his left wrist because he is left handed. Every time you see him, he'll have more or different ones and normally has many on at one time. Most are gifts from fans that are thrown to him while onstage. Kris believes he shows how much he cares about his fans by wearing them for good luck during performances.

celebrity play by;; Christofer Drew

it's what's on the inside;;

likes;;
His favorite color is green; the color of life.
Boys/Girls
His fans
Tennis
Music

dislikes;;
Negative attitudes
Shoes
Cameras
Stereotypes

fears;; Kris fears that his sisters will end up going through an experimental stage just like he had. He is also very afraid that he will never find true love, though he believes it's out there.

weaknesses;;
Boys/Girls
Weed/Alcohol
His family/fans

strengths;;
Optimism
Music
Kris is left handed, but mainly uses his right to play his instruments.

personality;; Kris writes songs to get emotions or thoughts out of his mind; not for money. He doesn’t want to be famous-he hates cameras-although he would love for his music to touch as many people as possible. He wants to be known for his music, not his looks. Kris believes that Jesus Christ is the only way to heaven. He loves everyone and respects their beliefs, but he personally does not go to church. He has a strict vegan diet. It was a little difficult to get used to, but now his body feels great! Kris loves talking to his fans and loves to hear how we view life and such. He loves the people that have enough guts to come and converse like regular people with him. Kris firmly believes that he changes with each day. He takes steps forward and back...tries to grow like a tree, and hopes that he can reach his full potential by the end of this short life. Change is good, but growth is better.

Since he was about thirteen; he has always been a very heart-broken person. He mostly only listened to melancholy or depressing tun-age. Although, as he started to get a couple more years on him, he started to develop a love for feel-good music, he thinks in a sense; it fills the void. He just wants to create music that makes people feel. It doesn't always have to be happy, but he always wants there to be emotion behind the music. He tries to spread peace and love to everyone that will listen.


getting in deep;;

father;; Bill Sole
mother;; Nan Sole
siblings;; Darren Sole (23), Sarah Sole (18), Sassy (17)

history;;
Growing up was hard for Kris, but he made it through and has no regrets. He was born in San Diego and lived there until he was 2, then moved to Portland and lived there until he was 5. He grew up in Joplin, MO with his parents, Nan and Bill Sole. His mother taught him about life and love; his father taught him about music and how to be a man. Kris has an older brother named Darren who is an artist and two younger sisters. Sarah is 18 and off to college and Kris is paying for her tuition as a way to show her that he approves of her decision to finish school, though he didn't. Sassy(Hannah) is his 15-year-old sister, who has inspired many songs for his career because of how innocent she truly is.

Kris' high school life was rough. Mainly, he got picked on for not playing football. Although he did run track, cross country, and thought about tennis as a career for a while, it seemed that they simply weren't manly enough to keep him from being picked on. He was considered to be a real dork in high school...no one really talked to him. Therefore, he would stay home half the time and make music. Then...he dropped. He can't completely speak for his family; but at first, they were a little more startled than anything. Kris literally dropped out of high school out of nowhere and hit the road. He got kicked out of his house for a little bit, but as his parents saw that he was genuinely working towards a goal; they happily welcomed him back. As of now, his family is unbelievably supportive. That is sometimes the hardest thing for him to tell people..after all, he doesn't want anyone to think that dropping high-school is a good thing.

At about 13, he started getting interested in the guitar. He learned how to play on his dad's guitar after his father proposed to teach him to help give him something to do as he healed from a serious shoulder injury. He started smoking when he was 16 and because he regrets his decision to start, he is trying to quit. Kris' 16th year was a busy one That year, he became a vegetarian lost his virginity to his girlfriend of 8 months. His love was pure; hers was not. Kris found out that she cheated on him with one of his team mates from the tennis team. This experience was something that he never really lost his disappointment for. At that time, he hung out with his friends at a hookah bar where he had his first experience with weed. That year of his life was full of experimentation and honestly, he isn't very proud of it. Kris started experimenting with a lot of psychedelics which he claims were fun, but not something to take as lightly as he was. That phase of his life is complete though...it was simply a great time of self discovery.

Kris has always had low self-esteem and been depressed in his teens. His parents weren't pleased with all his behavior and decision to drop school, so they kicked him out. He spent 3 months living in his car and friend's couches. After a while though, he got back on his feet with the help of his friends and band mates. His music brought him through his hard times.


let's see what you got;;

rp sample;;
Feeling her eyes roll easily in utter disgust at the scene before her, Scout couldn't help but feel as if there were very few useful Death Eaters within this room even now. You are much better than them...show him that you are worth it, Scout, baby. She felt her nose wrinkle slightly at the sound of Danyal's voice and returned her gaze back to the male before her. Do not call me baby. It makes me sound like a child. Inferior. Scout mentally scolded, looking at the white haired male. Scout gaged his features easily for a second before nodding slightly at the knife that was offered. In a situation such as this, had it been a real torture session, there would be no way that she would take anything from her....plaything. In this case though, she was more than happy to take the knife off his hands. Reaching out rather slowly toward the blade, Scout pulled her hand back quickly with a soft sound before glaring at the handle as it whizzed past her ex-teacher and into the back of his chair. Feeling her mouth drop open as if to retort to the statement against her master, Scout thought better of it at the sight of the blade as it stuck out of the chair, slight inches way from the man's head. Arching a brow, her emotions moved to a rather angry before her arms crossed dangerously. She wasn't sure if she was more annoyed that Snape had spoken against her Master...or the fact that she'd just seen just a lovely tool be utterly abused on such...filth. That was what he was, after all.

Watching as Sarran moved back to the group and over to Vane, Scout felt her stance stiffen slightly before watching a bit more intently at the interaction. What was the guy's problem? He looked sick...the thought made her shake her head slightly in irritation. Watching even more closely as Vane got sick, Scout winced slightly but continued to watch until he began to speak...in a rather odd tone. A riddle. How interesting. Tilting her head slightly as he was removed from the area, Scout thought on the words he'd just said before shaking her head once again. Feeling her arms tighten around her slightly in irritation as another one of her fellow Victors used the spell, Scout couldn't believe that they would honestly pass up a chance at such Art as the one they were given. Idiots! Danyal exclaimed in her head. Nodding to herself in agreement as she watched, Scout turned her attention back to her Master.

Watching closely at this reaction to each of their performances, if they could be called that, Scout arched a brow as he commanded Ashley to stop before adding that it was interesting. Sure, there was some power to it...she had to admit, their leader would be a great pick to put out on the battle field. She had all the power and concentration, unlike a few select Victors she could point out...but Scout was still slightly disappointed that she hadn't seen anyone's skills that seemed to meet up to her preferred style of Torture Art. For that was exactly what Torture was in her mind....a graceful act of nothing more than the simple pleasure of knowing that someone else was in agony. The thought made her shiver slightly with delight.

Snapping her attention directly to the Dark Lord as he said her name, Scout bowed instantly in respect. "Master," She replied softly, listening to his indication that she would be next to show her...'performance'. Oh, and it would be a performance for the Gods. "Of course," She added softly, nodding in total devotion to the brilliant male before her. Nodding once again as her Master gave her an order to punish the white haired male, Scout turned her attention back to Sarran with a straight face. Never let your victim see your emotions. Danyal hissed, reminding her of one of the most important rules she was to abide by. Facing the Dark Lord again as he continued to speak, Scout took in the attention and held it all to heart before nodding quickly at his question and answer. And then, finally, it was her turn to inflict the wonderful damage she was asked to inflict.

Tilting her head slightly at Sarran, she moved to place her wand safely in her boot...just in case. After all, who knew when she might need it? Not bothering to wait for the shock to die down in the room as she gave up her source of magic and power, Scout moved forward to remove the knife from Sarran's hand, allowing her fingers to trail over his palm slightly as she did so, Scout made a point of planning to punish him with the exact tool he'd used to go against her Master's wishes. Moving back to face Sarran in one quick motion, Scout first turned her attention to his major appendages: Arms, legs....other regions. Taking the butt of the knife she quickly moved it down hard against his shoulder, smirking slightly as she heard a faint popping sound as it connected directly with the nerves and pressure points that resided there. Moving the butt of the knife quickly down on the other shoulder, Scout felt her smirk widen once again as she heard yet another pop.

Not bothering to pay much attention to any sounds that escaped the older male's mouth, Scout then moved her knee easily upward just below her victim's own knee, connecting them hard enough to make him down. Just a slight amount of pain to start off, after all. She needed to take down her victim...and now he was down. Turning her attention back to her Master, Scout moved around the male to move the blade of the knife down over the man's upper arm, Scout pressed rather harshly, taking advice from Danyal where exactly to press so that she didn't hit any main vein. After all, she needed her victim alive, in any case. It simply wouldn't be any fun torturing someone if they bled to death within the first two minutes. Pulling back to trail her blade over the skin on the back of the other's neck, Scout pressed down softly in a horizontal directly just under the nape of the other's neck. Thank Merlin it was a sharp knife.

Feeling her eyes glisten slightly at the sight of the blood she was drawing from the other, Scout moved forward to crouch in front of Sarran...almost tauntingly. Something about the sight of someone else in pain made her...almost turned on. That was an understatement. Really turned on. Tilting her head slightly to watch him for a moment, Scout moved her finger tips over the other's high cheekbones before delivering a harsh and quick smack to the other's face. Shivering slightly at the stinging feeling that coursed through her hand as she pulled back, Scout leaned forward just a bit more before lifting just a bit. "The Dark Lord can fight his own battles, Shadows." she bit out, trailing the blade of the knife over his shoulder rather harshly. "I'm quite sure you didn't mean to make my Master feel...incompetent." She added with an eye roll before lifting to her feet and delivering another harsh kick to his shin.

Moving around behind the elder male once again, Scout looked over to the other Victors and frowned in total distaste for each of them. Sickening. Scout suddenly the felt the need to use a bit of magic just as the other's did, Scout took a handful of the other's hair, pulling him back quickly and harshly to face her before smirking. Removing her wand from her boot, Scout simply said "Conjunctivitus!" as she pointed it to the other's eyes, feeling a bit unimpressed with her own work. Shoving him forward to his hands and knees easily with her hip, Scout tucked her wand away once again in her boot before moving the blade of her knife down pickly and repetitively over his back and sides before smiling easily down at the male before her. God, she loved to see her victims squirm.

Stepping back and wiping the knife off onto the back of Sarran's robes, Scout moved back to her place in line before looking up at her Master once again, her face entirely blank of emotion. "My Lord." She said simply with a bow. To the young girl, this was a way of indication that she had grown tired of simply using just a knife for her game.

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