Post by alastair on Aug 21, 2010 12:37:54 GMT -5
alastair lucas digiano
get ready for a wild ride
better take your time baby
get back to the basics.
Nickname: None that he knows of.
Age: Sixteen, July Eighteenth
Nationality: Italian
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Heterosexual.
Status: Single
Student or adult: Student
Face Claim: James Maslow
Extra Appearence: N/A
make a good impression
Personality is Key
Alastair Likes
- Guitars
- Nighttime
- Performing in front of Big Crowds
- Flirting with Girls
- Steaks
- Football
- Driving to the beach on Weekends
- His Religion/Church/Youth Group/Praise Band
- Italy
- Tutoring Others
Alastair Dislikes
at least 5
- Long Lines
- Broken Promises
- Rejection
- Bad Hair Days
- People Touching His Guitars
- When People Judge Him
- Jerks
Goals
At least 3
- For he, and his band to become famous.
- Settle down in Italy when the band years are over.
- Find a decent girl, that he could see himself with longer than a few weeks.
Fears
At least 3
- Losing his mother, or father.
- Not finding a decent girl.
- Not becoming famous.
Secrets
at least 2
- Alatstair holds his brother's death as his own fault.
- Back in Italy, he was severely beaten by a gang of teenagers, for sticking up for someone.
Strengths
At least 3
- Can play 7 Instruments (Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, Bass, Drums, Viola, and Flute)
- He can sing well.
- Makes great decisions. (Most of the time.)
- Decent looks.
Weaknesses
At least 3
- Bad Acting
- Submissive
- Stubborn
Quirks
At least 3
- Runs a hand through his hair every five minutes.
- Practices talking to girls in his locker mirror.
- Often says, "Ho Capito." when asked to do something. In Italian, this means "Alright" , "Ok", or "I understand."
Attractions
At least 3
- At least three inches shorter than him
- Good singers
- Cute
Overall Personality
Please list at least 5 personality traits and explain how they would be seen in your character
- Mature As of the past couple years, Alastair has really matured. He is often the voice of reason when hanging out with friends, and almost always picks the right thing to do. He doesn't take part in immature activities, due to the reasons involved with it. When dealing with immature people, he has a very long fuse, making his maturity level even higher.
- Sensitive Though he'll never admit it, Alastair is one of the most sensitive guys out there. Every time he's had a girlfriend, and she wanted to discuss their feelings, he was perfectly fine with it. He has no problem crying in public when something sad happens, but will will try and hide it.
- Devoted When putting himself to something, whether it be a school project, a chore, a girlfriend, etc., he will not deter his path from the task. He will do everything he can to try and achieve the goal of the task, and will do so as quickly as possible.
- Trusting It does not take a lot to get Alastair to open up about much. Mostly because he has never been burnt before by a person. However, should he ever be, it would still take him awhile to just shell up, and close of contact from people he doesn't know.
- Caring Alastair is the kind of guy that would walk up to a less fortunate person, and offer them a ride somewhere, or ask if they'd like to call someone. No matter what the situation, if someone is down, he's always there to help.
keep moving foreward
history shapes our future.
Place of Residence:Parent's House
Birthplace: Viadana, Italy
Father's Name:Alessandro DiGiano
Mother's Name: Gianna DiGiano
Siblings: Dinatore DiGiano (Older Brother, Deceased)
History:
Alastair Lucas DiGiano was born on June 8th, to Alessandro, and Gianna DiGiano. He was born naturally, in his own home, by his father. He weighed eight pounds, and three ounces. He was 20 inches long. As a child, he was very proud of his Italian history, and practically worshiped it. Never once did he question his culture, and followed it to a tee. When he was six, his father got a corporate job in America. Alastair was slightly depressed to be leaving the country he grew up in. He would miss the vast vineyards, and the beautiful sunsets. But to where he was moving, it was similar to a little Italy.
He moved to a small town in California, named Laguna Beach. It was lined up with a beautiful pacific coast, and beautiful sunrises. Over small time, Alastair didn't really mind living there. At the age of 8, Alastair's school held a talent show for the first time. He was impressed by the children, and their musical inclination. This too, made him want to learn how to play an instrument. So, his father bought him a Silvertone electric guitar. He also bought him a decent amp, and all of the guitar books he could find. Alastair did not stray from his path, and practically mastered the guitar at the ripe age of 13. At the age of thirteen his brother was nineteen, and seriously considering joining the United States Military. Alastair thought it would be a great idea for him to defend his new country. So, with his little brother's encouragement. He made it past his first two tours, much to his parent's relief. However, on his third tour, he died in a car bomb. Alastair's world was rocked at his sudden loss of a family member. He cried every night for his brother's death, and actually blamed it on himself.
At the age of sixteen, his high school held a school talent show. Alastair would be going at it alone. He walked up onto the stage, with the alumni staring him down from afar. A cough could be heard in the back of the auditorium, followed by a couple chuckles. Someone probably cracked a joke, but Alastair ignored it. In his Italian accent, he said, "Hello everyone. This is for my brother. May he rest in peace." Immediately, the chuckling stopped as he played a touching song, that sent most of the students in an emotional whirlwind. He finished, and said, "Thank you." And instantaneously, and outburst of applause thundered throughout the auditorium. He couldn't help but smile. Soon afterward, someone from Hollywood Arts approached him about attending their school. He accepted the offer, officially joining the ranks of many at the school of rising stars.
better have looks or brains
everything else is trivial.
C-Box Name:Alastair
Other Characters:N/A
Roleplay Sample:
The air entered, and left Alastair's mouth slowly. This is it. His first day at Hollywood Arts. He had been invited last week, to attend the prestigious school, because of his singing and guitar playing ability. He knew he was decent, but not that good. And boom. There he was. He was sure he was making his brother proud. He stepped to the side, and looked around a bit, to see all of the other people about to come into the school. He received some friendly looks from guys and girls alike. To which, he simply returned a smile. He was pleasantly surprised at how friendly the people were here. He expected people who were talented, to be stuck up, and rotten. Well, so far, it proved to be opposite. Though, he was sure there were people like that here. His large grin faltered a bit as the thought crossed his mind, but he quickly pushed it out of his head, as it was once more focused on making his brother proud. He took another exaggerated breath, and began making his way into the school. It seemed like it was taking forever, and his heart pounded furiously. He didn't understand why he was so nervous, he has been to new schools before. Most notably, when he came over from Italy. Again, he regained his composure, and made his way into the school.
The inside was just as elaborate on the inside, as it was the out. The walls were brightly painted, and everyone's locker looked different. This school really was something else. His head seemed to be on a swivel as he observed all of his surroundings. Everything seemed so different from his last school, and to drastic proportions. It actually looked like he would enjoy attending Hollywood Arts very much. His head finally came down so that he could look for a suitable person to ask for assistance. He eyed up a cute female, but decided against it ultimately. There would be time for flirtation later. Instead, he picked a boy who looked a lot like himself. "Excuse me. The bathroom is located where?" Sure, his English was a little shaky, but people could still understand him. That was a plus. He gave a "Thank you." After the boy said right around the corner. He proceeded to walk quickly around the corner, and ran into the same girl he was intending to avoid. He immediately jumped up, and picked up her books. "I apologize very much." His Italian accent was thick, quite evident in his speech. "Are you hurt?"
Quote: adminedit.
