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CHARLIE ICHABOD BUTTON

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IF YOU WANT A FATHER FOR YOUR CHILD !
OR ONLY WANT TO WALK WITH ME A WHILE, ACROSS THE SAND !
I'M YOUR MAN !

I'D STAY THE HAND OF GOD[/color]
BUT THE WAR IS ON YOUR LIPS[/font][/center]

[/b][/SIZE]. I'VE BEEN JUMPING AROUND THIS WORLD FOR NINETEEN YEARS NOW, BUT ONLY FOUND THIS SPOT FIVE YEARS YEARS AGO. I WAS LED TO THIS HAPPENING PLACE BY BREE. IF YOU LISTENED CLOSE ENOUGH, YOU COULD HEAR CHARLIE, BUT I GUESS THAT DOESN'T MATTER TOO MUCH. LASTLY, I'D JUST LIKE TO USE THIS OPPORTUNITY TO SAY YOURE COOL BEANS. OH! WAIT! AND I LIKE RAINBOWS, PUPPIES, AND VAMPIRES![/color][/font]
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BRACE MYSELF FOR RAZOR BLADES[/color]
EVERYTHING WITH MEANING IS SHATTERED[/font]

[/b][/SIZE] Charlie Ichabod Button
NAME MEANING: Free Man | Departed Glory | Button
NICKNAMES: Charlie, Ichabod, or Button. Interesting, right?
SEX: Male
AGE: 24
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight
ETHNICITY: White
MEMBER GROUP: Citizen
CANON OR ORIGINAL:Original[/color][/font]
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THIS DAY WILL DIE TONIGHT[/color]
AND THERE AIN'T NO EXCEPTION[/font]

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HAIR: Brown, Short, Smooth
EYES: Deep Brown
HEIGHT & WEIGHT: 6'2" 180
BODY TYPE: Gangly, Muscular yet thin
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES:Height, pout in his lip, eyebrows[/color][/font]
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TRICK WITH A DOUBLE TONGUE[/color]
BUT THE ONLY FOOL HERE'S ME[/font]

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pie
classic movies
reading
nature
animals
children
DISLIKES:
rudeness
pickles
burned pie
gore
low ceilings
STRENGTHS: chivalry, culinary ability
WEAKNESSES: children, pretty girls
HABITS/QUIRKS:
tends to slouch, though he is quite sure of himself.
plays with his hair
leans on the side of his foot
cooks when stressed
OVERALL PERSONALITY: Charlie is a very kind man, but not well known for being outgoing. He usually is the one to talk after someone else starts a conversation, but he does, on occasion, start up something with a total stranger. He is quite the gentleman, as his parents taught him to be that way. He is porn for women as he loves to cook, willing to clean, loves children, and basically puts women on a pedestal. Of course, they all don't know that. He isn't some sort of a womanizer and only courts women he genuinely feels affection towards.

He is a classic movie and good romance novel enthusiast. He’ll stay at home all day and watch movies or read twenty-seven books. He can actually read that fast too. Charlie is very smart about his History. He'll ramble on and on excitedly about anything that took place more than a hundred years ago. Unless he's talking about the classic movies, then that would be more like sixty years ago.[/color][/font]
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LOVE ME IN THIS FABLE[/color]
MY HEART IS IN YOUR HANDS[/font]

[/b][/SIZE] Margret; 49; Dentist; Alive
Dean; 55; Orthodontist; Alive
SIBLINGS: Hannah; 19; College Student; Alive
OTHER FAMILY: name, age, occupation, status of living or deadness
PETS: Digby
OVERALL HISTORY: Charlie Button was born to very quiet parents. Being a quiet baby himself, it never bothered him. They were both in the field of dentistry, making their own small business together. Cleaning teeth and braces. Apparently, their childhood had been interesting as well, for Charlie was always being taught how to be better. Etiquette and chivalry. Though his parents always wanted him to sit straight at the table, he was always slouching.

Feeling that he was not learning as well as they wanted, they had another child. A daughter. Charlie was five at the time and found responsibility for helping raise his sister. His parents were wrong about trying to teach her what they couldn't teach Edward. She was a free spirit and did what she pleased. He had been home schooled and she had been changed to public. After seeing her jump around and have friends, he wanted the same but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't. His sister hated him at first, like all girls tend to hate boys, but after she grew and became more mature, she started to grow out of her phase and talk to Charlie. She helped teach him what home schooling could not. He could now speak to people. Charlie loves his sister dearly.

While learning from his parents, his mind sparked an interest in history. Hundreds of years ago history. Though he had no real friends, he tended to speak to people about how the Renaissance was so interesting. Talking about that was so easy to him that he realized he wanted to be a teacher. Perhaps teaching students would also better his chances in becoming more sociable with people. He studied hard as he rose up in college, graduating with his degree. Charlie found a job in a local middle school (sometimes subbing for elementary and high school), learning more and more each day to become better with people and children. He loves his job more than anything and loves to teach his students as much as he can without boring them. He hasn't received a complaint so far, so he expects he's doing rather well.[/color][/font]
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WON'T CRY FOR MY SOLITUDE[/color]
LAY MY HEAD AND DREAM OF YOU[/font]

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ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

Coffee. Though with most people it helped them stay awake, for Edward, it was that and also helping him relax. Then again, he did milk it down quite a bit so essentially it was warm milk with coffee flavoring at this time of day. The mornings, less milk and more sugar. It tasted heavenly in both aspects.

It was nice and quiet at this time of night. The workers were cleaning non stop though the place was already as clean as it could get. He was the only paying customer in the place though the cafe didn't close for another hour or so. They were seemingly friendly toward his money, but they cursed him for not letting them close a littler earlier than usual. A few of the workers let themselves out when they realized he wasn't going give them a lot of trouble. There were only two baristas and they spoke quietly as they kept up their cleaning routine.

Edward pulled the warm coffee to his lips and felt the liquid slide down his throat, causing his chest to warm up comfortably. He sighed and stared at the empty booth in front of him. There was a newspaper laying comfortably on another table from a previous customer. It was now considered old news and publishers were already working on a new one so what was the point in reading it? So he sat there quietly, sipping his coffee now and then, letting the girls refill it every few minutes or so. It was too simple for them to use any machines.

Edward had nodded his head politely when they refilled him but refused to look into their eyes and instead gave a nervous smirk as gratitude. He was always so uncomfortable around women. Sadly, he taught all women in his classes at the college nearby so it was always uncomfortable. The pay was good and the location was near home and that was all he needed to convince him to stay with the school. Teaching was his life and he wanted the opportunities though he was slightly fidgety about conquering them.

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CELEBRATE NO VICTORIES

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AND MY PROMISES ARE SAND[/font]

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