Everts, Cayden, Senior

[Cayden Everts]

A LITTLE DEEPER
_{About the Role Player}

Nickname: Aiden. You can call me Aidy if you like.

Age: 18

Do You Have Any Other Characters on San Jose High: No.

Ways to contact you:
AIM: GraphicBloodbath (Just tell me who you are, please)

Gender: Male

Anything Else We Need To Know: I'm awesome.




INTO THE MASK
_{About the Character}

LOOKING THROUGH THE MIRROR OF LIFE
_-Appearance-

Full Name: Cayden Alexander Everts

Nicknames: None, really.

Date of Birth: December 18, 1989

Age: 18

Grade: Twelve

Gender: Male

Height: 6'2

Weight: 135 lbs

Appearance:

{{Eyes}}

With eyes like shining blue gemstones, Cayden's eyes are easily the most beautiful feature on the youth. They vary in colors of blue, sometimes fading to a faint silvery-blue color, and can get an incredibly dark color. His eyes are pristine, clear, and usually rimmed with a layer of eyeliner. Cayden's eyes are wide and innocent looking, and they're beautifully shaped. Long ebony lashes surround the shining blue orbs. They are Cayden's favorite part of his already beautiful face. His eyes show so much emotion. They light up when he's happen, flash dangerously when he's angry, and seem to always hold quiet amusement. They stand out on Cayden's face. People seem to be captivated by them.

the FACE

Beautiful. Simply beautiful. Cayden is beautiful beyond measure. His skin is smooth and flawless. His alabaster skin is free from blemish, freckle, or any slight discoloration. Cayden's face is well-shaped with a slightly large nose, full lips, and graceful features. Snakebites. The definition of them is two piercings on both sides of the lips. Cayden has two snakebites, in the form of studs, on both sides of his pale and full lips. There's something that screams innocent about Cayden's pallid features. Innocent beauty.

H.A.I.R

Raven colored and cut in the traditional emo cut, Cayden's hair is shiny and well managed. It's straight and layered, the longest layer hitting around his jawline, and usually parted to cover his right eye. The ebony color is natural to the boy. He's never dyed it that black color, and Cayden has never actually dyed his hair fully. Occasionally there will be blue streaks working their way through the mass of soft hair, and sometimes there will be red, but Cayden is fiercely protective of his hair.

BODY

Tall. Cayden is tall and incredibly thin. The thinness is natural and inspires jealousy from the female sex. His legs and longs are long and graceful, and there isn't anything unnattractive about the utter lack of fat and muscle. It gives him a sort of skeletal ellegance that some people find attractive. Cayden's arms and legs are the same sheet of alabaster that his face is. The skin gives off a soft glow and is well taken care of. The only section that Cayden dislikes greatly is his back. There's a long scar that curves from his left shoulder blade to his right hip.

speech

When Cayden speaks one can't help but listen. His voice is cool and flowing. It's lilting with crisp letters. His voice is soft and quiet but can grow into a loud and scary sound when the need calls for it. Cayden's speech is fluid and florid. It seems like it could continue on and on for eternity while never pausing for a breath. His voice shows the most emotion and usually sarcastic remarks fall from the beautiful pair of lips.

Fashionisto

Fashion is life for the young adult. He loves shopping for clothes, making outfits to get something original, and having a great time at the mall. His fashion sense leads a little bit to the scene or emo side. Tight girl pants (usually black), band t-shirts, Vans, and studded belts. Sometimes there will be neon colors thrown in. Always the outfit will be original, though. Don't try to copy Cayden. You can't copy perfection. The youth has a large collection of Vans. Some of them look like they've been to hell and back again. The pair he wears most often are a beat up pair of black and white checkerboards. The white blocks have been colored in with neon markers. Cayden always has a messenger back with him. There are obscure band patches and pins all over the black expanse of the messenger back. It houses everything Cayden could ever need. Sometimes, and it can be very rare, Cayden's nails are painted some neon color like bright green. One can start to see that Cayden likes neon.

Hometown: Riverview, Florida

Hair Color: Black

Eye Color: Blue

Character Portrayal: Alex Heartbreaker

Picture:


Parents:
[Mother] Gloria Everts works three jobs to make ends meet for the family. She was a victim of teen pregnancy and raised Cayden with the help of her grandmother. Gloria is very much a hippie. Long hair, paisley skirts, organic lifestyle. But, she loves Cayden dearly. Cayden would do anything for his momma.



DOES THIS HURT YOU AS MUCH AS IT DOES ME?
_{-Personality, Past, and Other-}

Likes:
-Neon colors
-Candy
-Concerts
-Music
-Books
-Poetry
-Random conversations at 2 a.m.
-Chocolate
-Slushies (cherry flavored)
-Boys
-Girls
-Jpop
-Dancing on the bed to Jpop
-Doing crazy things
-Piercings
-Cameras
-Rainy days
-Cloudy days
-Cold days
-SNOWMEN
-Guitar
-Family

Dislikes:
-Sunlight
-Hot days
-Bad hair days
-Humidity
-Summer
-Oceans
-Cold coffee
-Grape flavored stuff
-Snotty girls
-People who giggle too much
-Posers
-Rap/hip-hop
-Little children
-Romance novels
-California
-People who call him anorexic

Hobbies: Cayden writes and paints a lot. Seriously, a whole lot. Usually you'll find some dab of paint on the pale boy. When he isn't painting or writing, you'll most likely find Cayden listening to music. Cayden is in a band and writes a lot of the music for the band. He plays guitar. And, depending on the time, Cayden has this hobby of dancing on his bed to Jpop.


Personality:

[Random]

Cayden is one random person. You could be having a conversation about physics and he'll just blurt something out like, "peanut butter." You'll never understand what goes on in Cayden's mind. Actually, most people don't want to understand the thoughts that float around in the youth's mind. He's not just random in conversation terms, either. He's the type of boy who will call you up at 1:30 in the morning and ask you go to play on the playground with him. If the activity seems even somewhat fun, even if involves making a complete idiot of himself, Cayden will try it. Never go to the mall with the boy. You'll end up tied to a leash and being walked around by him.

[Bleeding heart emo kid]

Cayden's a sensitive youth. He pretends that he really don't care what people say about him, but deep inside Cayden does. Words hurt Cayden the most. He hears all kinds of insults. Weird. Freak. Anorexic. Cutter. Most of them he has gotten used to. But sometimes someone will come along with a barb that really stings the boy. Seriously, Cayden just wants to have people see him for the way he is. Not the way he dresses. Jealous whoresss. Cayden's also prone to bouts of depression. He's on medication for it, but it doesn't help all the time. Hence the emo kid part. Those are the times you want to stay away from Cayden. He could have a breakdown any minute, and those are never pretty.

[Energetic]

When he isn't being the bleeding heart emo kid, Cayden is energetic and fun. His body holds an insane amount of energy that seems to explode at odd moments. Cayden will start dancing around to music only he can hear, laughing hysterically over nothing, and pretending to be a fairy. Cayden also puts a lot of energy and time in the things he loves. Music, painting, family, and his band are all things that receive the youth's never ending energy. Never give this boy sugar. Ever.

[The t.e.m.p.e.r]

Don't piss of Cayden. It can get ugly. Despite being a scrawny bugger, Cayden could seriously put a hurting on you. He's quick, intelligent, and has the reflexes of the cat. You make him mad and you will bleed. There's no doubt about that. Cayden's temper is explosive. It takes a lot for him to get worked up, but when he does finally explode it looks like a nuclear bomb being dropped. There's screaming, more screaming, swearing, punching, and stuff of that nature. So simply, don't mess with Cayden. You might end up with a scar from it. Also, he'll probably never talk to you again. Mister Everts can hold a grudge for what seems like eternity.

[Amor]

Cayden kisses boys and girls. He's more drawn to boys though, mostly because they don't irritate him as much as the females do. But in terms of relationships, Cayden has never actually had a girlfriend. That's not to say he isn't innocent. Because Cayden isn't. He's been around the block more times then you would think possible. Flings, that's where it's all at. Flings, one night stands, and friends with benefits. Cayden is a free spirit. He's not ready to be tied down with a relationship. When the time does come then Cayden will most likely put the same amount of energy in that relationship. Deep inside, Cayden is a hopeless romantic.

[The therapist]

Cayden's a listener. He makes Dr. Phil look horrible. You can come to Cayden for your problems, no matter what. He will listen, offer his input, and try to help you as best as he can. People are drawn to Cayden for some reason. He can always get people to open up to him. Cayden's intelligence and humor makes people feel at ease. And whatever you tell him will remain a secret. Cayden is awesome with secrets. He will not tell anyone anything you say to him. Cayden couldn't hurt a person in that manner. Helping people makes him feel better about himself. It makes him feel like the world is just a little bit better. Cayden's trustworthy. Go ahead, spill. No matter what the hour, Cayden will be there for you. Just prove yourself to be a good friend and you'll do just fine.

[Breakdowns]

A flaw on the youth is his inability to talk about how he feels. His emotions stay locked up inside of him. The memories from the car crash have left a strong imprint in the mind of Cayden. They haunt him sometimes, and with the added not sharing things, things can get pretty bad. He tries to push away those thoughts and emotions. He'll hide his actual feelings because Cayden is afraid people will exploit him. So, things build. They build and build until something happens and Cayden cracks. If you're there to witness a breakdown, it's not pretty. You'll see everything drain from Cayden's face. The light that shines behind his eyes is extinguished. He'll cry, shake, scream, and mutter things that only make sense if you know his history. Very few people know Cayden's history. Those are the times he doesn't want to be touched. Cayden doesn't even want you near him when he experiences these breakdowns. Sometimes they can get particuarly violent.

Arteest

Painting is an obession for the pale Cayden. He spends so much of his time painting that it isn't even funny. It's more of an abstract kind of painting, though. You have to look at it and interpret that is being said in the bold lines of bright color. The main theme in his art is light against dark. Usually you'll be able to pick out the things associated with light and good as well as the bold line that seperates it from darkness and evil. There is also a gray area, but all of these meanings are hidden deeply in Cayden's creations. Also, Cayden is in a band. He plays the guitar and sings/screams. Using his poet's mind, Cayden creates the song lyrics for the band. He writes a lot. A whole lot.




History:

[[The early years]]

Cayden's mother, Gloria, was a victim of teen pregnancy. Cayden was an accident to the seventeen year-old Gloria. She contemplated abortion for the first month, but ultimately she decided there was no way she could take the life of her child. Cayden entered this world, a screaming and wrinkling child, in December. It was a cold day and Gloria was seriously happy she was getting rid of the shelf that was her stomach. But because she was a single mother, money was tight around the house. It was hard to work and keep track of the energetic young Cayden. With curly black hair and bright blue eyes, Cayden was a ball of energy. So enlisting the help of his great-grandmother, Gloria called the lady in Scotland. Why yes, the whole family is Scottish. The great-grandmother, Rhea, came to help take care of young Cayden. Gloria was working three jobs to make sure there was extra money around the house. So, Cayden was raised by his strict yet loving Mimi. He always called her Mimi. She taught him guitar at an early age, which was around nine. It was acoustic and they would have 'jam' sessions.

[[Death && result]]

At the tender age of fourteen, Cayden's Mimi died. Life without his great-grandmother was horrible for the young teenager. Suddenly everything was bleak. The funeral was what really made Cayden crack. Seeing the lifeless body of her in the casket and having no encounters with death before that made Cayden completely lose it. It might seem odd to you that the death of a great-grandmother would have such an impact on him, but one must remember that he was pretty much raised by that woman. Death brought Cayden back to reality. Living a sheltered life before the death, Cayden had never actually witnessed death before. Suddenly, Cayden felt vulnerable. To help this feeling he detested so much, Cayden found a group of friends. They were the wrong group of friends.

Fifteen. A year of drugs, alcohol, and screamo. Cayden was having fun with his friends, though. Why change it now? Everything was great. Well, he had convinced himself it was great. These people weren't actually his friends, though. They just knew they could manipulate the young boy. They got him to do things that Cayden normally wouldn't do. Vandalize, coke, and parties. This was the year that he woke up in bed with a random chick he didn't know. It was also the year Cayden realized he wasn't straight. A year of discovery. A year of his life going downward.

[[Understanding in a car crash]]

Too many drugs had been ingested by the driver of the car. There were four kids in the car. Cayden, the driver, and two passengers. They hit a tree. The boy sitting next to Cayden was killed instantly. Forever will the driver be in a wheelchair. Cayden was lying in the heap of crumpled metal, back with a wide gash, and about to pass out when he had an epiphany. Understanding in a car crash. "What am I doing to myself?" Waking up in the clean white room of the hospital later, Cayden made a promise to turn his life around. There was no way that would happen again. The age of him during this period was... sixteen.

[[Rehab]]

Therapy, rehab, and depression medication. Two years of this have helped Cayden get his life back on track. The images of the crash still haunt the now eighteen year-old Cayden. The depression medication is supposed to help, but sometimes he breaks down. Cayden is now clean. He'll never drink and drive again, use drugs, or anything like that. Now he works and sends the money to his mom. Cayden will slowly start to understand what happened to him and why.


Income Level: Low

Why Is This Character Attending San Jose High: New start, new life.

Favorite Memories:
Eating slushies on the swing sets with my friends
The one time I chased a goose and it chased me back
Hitting on the gangster kid on the school bus
Dressing up like a fairy and running around the mall
Anything involving my friends.

Fun Facts:
&& Bisexual
&& Randomly licks people
&& Loves fantasy novels
&& Sings to himself in the mirror
&& Likes the sound of typing



Member Title: I can't really think of one, haha.


_-Favorites-

Band/Singer:
Therion/Epica/Chiodos

Song:
The Words 'Best Friend' Become Redefined

Genre of Music:
More than one!
Emo/screamo/techno/jpop/electronica/trance/any kind of metal

Color:
NEON

_{-AND LASTLY-}

Sample Post:Rain was starting to fall. It was one of those random rainshowers that often came in spring. Despite the rain, it was a warm day. The clouds were turning in gray waves above a pale youth. It could very well storm. Would you want to be caught on the metal bleachers of the football field in a storm? No, a normal person wouldn't. But the boy on the bleachers was not a normal boy. He was Cayden Everts. Never heard of him? No surprise.

His pale hand held a black umbrella that dripped with the crisp rain. As always, Cayden was dressed in black. Black jeans, black band t-shirt, and a studded belt. The black umbrella created a dark aura that seemed to surround the shockingly pale youth. A curtain of ebony hair covered a pale blue eye. His eyes were very pale today, kind of a silvery-blue color. The ends of his black girl jeans were starting to get slightly wet from the water plopping on the cool metal of the bleachers. His Vans? They were way past hope. The shoes were completely soaked now.

Just walking. Cayden was walking on the bleachers in a lazy manner. His eyes were facing the sky and there was sort of a dull expression on his alabaster features. The echo of the rain on the metal and on the umbrella was loud in the senior's ears. He wasn't even exactly sure why he was on the football field. Cayden didn't play football. No, Cayden didn't even play a sport. Can you picture Cayden, all of 130 pounds, dodging the attack from a 300 pound male? You probably can. It's actually a funny thought. That's what Cayden was thinking of now. Of him running away from some burly football player. The thought made Cayden smile and laugh hysterically. In such silence of the earth, Cayden's laughter echoed like thunder.

Clang, clang, clang. Cayden's footfalls echoed on the dripping wet metal of the bleachers. He was probably going to fall soon. There had been some close calls earlier that resulted in Cayden's face being splattered with water. Not to mention a nasty bruise that was already forming on the delicate white skin of his arm. It was huge, at least in Cayden's terms. About the size of a small fist. Ouch.

[Aera Quinn]

Awww. Aideeeeen. You know you're going to be accepted.
A-duh.
It's so excellenttttt.
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