TRAN, Theodore Briar

[rhapsody]

F U L L N A M E ,
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Theodore Briar Tran

N I C K N A M E S,
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Theo, Rosebush, Tranny

A G E ,
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19, December 15th

G E N D E R ,
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Male

S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N ,
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Heterosexual

T O W N I E / F A C U L T Y / S T U D E N T ,
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Student

R E S I D E N T I A L C O L L E G E ,
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Berkeley College

J O B ,
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Bookstore clerk

Y E A R ,
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Sophomore

H O M E T O W N ,
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Manhatten, NY

L I K E S ,
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- Flowers
- Lemon flavoured things
- Reading
- Shameless flirtation
- Acting
- Coffee that's 90% sugar
- Hugs
- Older women
- Cars
- Contradicting himself
- Not having to brush his hair
- Running

D I S L I K E S ,
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- Cold weather
- Feeling down
- Getting sick
- Getting hurt
- Not knowing
- Immaturity
- Fire
- The smell of gasoline
- Getting wet
- Waking up
- Sleeping in and being late for school/work/a date/all three
- Sports [except track&field]

S E C R E T S ,
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- He has some... familial issues
- Goes on drinking binges when things get too rough, complete with a fake ID, of course

F E A R S ,
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- Losing things of any kind
- Deep water
- Losing control

G O A L S ,
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- To become an actor
- Proving himself in the eyes of his family

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S ,
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- A bit childish at times
- Can be completely serious
- Outgoing
- Almost neurotically organized
- A dreamer
- Proddish
- Puts things off
- Cheerful, or good at faking it
- Runs from stressful situations
- Secretive
- Forgetful
- A bit of a flirt
- Can't take no for an answer
- Is a bit of a hypocrite
- Too stubborn to admit it

F A M I L Y ,
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Mother, father and twin sister still live in Manhatten currently, but he still keeps in touch with his other sibling.

B E H I N D T H E F A C E ,
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oh hello. my name's Kathy and i've been role-playing for around three years. Theo looks a lot like Justin Chon and is amongst zero other characters i play, and i found this site through CAUTION !

R P E X A M P L E ,
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Theo ran a hand through his hair, sighing a little. The 19 year-old was slacking off at the store. Business was slow, what was he supposed to do? He was leaning back on a chair, tilting the front legs skyward. In his lap was the monologue he was supposed to be memorizing. Instead of actually doing that, he was daydreaming. Of what, you may ask, and certainly it was obvious. The Tran boy was thinking of that one girl pacing slowing around the store, thick novel perched on one arm. He wondered to himself; "Should I talk to her?" but then shrugged off the idea. No need to have a restraining order put against him, god knows that would make his father dislike him even more-so; if that was even possible.

The boy laughed, but it wasn't particularly joyful, it was a hard, forced laugh; you know, those laughs you make when somebody insults you and you just play along, trying not to be humiliated. Thinking of the family always put a bloody damper and things, but he couldn't help it. It had been a year since he moved out, soundlessly packing his few belongings and sneaking away to board a plane en route to New Haven. Theo sighed, snapping himself out of the daydream just as the deskbell rung to his left. There she was, that pretty, pretty girl he'd been eyeing just a moment ago. The novel was tucked neatly under her arm, and she dug through a Guess wallet to find the money to pay her hardcover book. He wondered who she was, what she did, and why she was here. It always started like that, questions popping up in his mind spurning him to feel the intense desire to learn the answers. Certainly, she seemed interesting, but then, so was almost everybody in the eyes of Theo Tran. Without missing a beat, he slid off his chair, letting the legs hit the ground with a soft thud. He flashed a radiant smile at the new customer and slid a hand over the cool counter-top toward her.

"So, what's your name?"