Charlie Amonte

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001. NAME• Charles David Amonte
002. NICKNAME• Charlie
003. AGE• 30
004. BIRTHDATE• July 9th
005. WHERE YOU LIVE?• New York

001. YOUR FACE• hayden christensen
002. HAIR•
It depends on the situation thats going to happen, since he's a share holder of TD banks of Canada, if its business he'll have his brown hair slick back and combed accordingly. If it was just a night on the town, well, he'd obviously have his hair in a 'I-don't-care' kind of fashion.
003. EYES• Charlie's eyes arn't a total blue color, its more of a off-baby-blue color with a touch of green added to the mix. Its hard to say exactly what color his eyes are for the color is hard to make out on a day to day basis. So either pale sky blue or light green.
004. HIEGHT• Charlie stands at a medium size of 5ft 10
005. WEIGHT• 175 lbs
006. BODY MODS• N/A
007. FASHION/STYLE• Charlie likes to dress a lot more fashionably than most of his aqauintences, mostly for the fact that he can flash about his money every day just by wearing clothes. On most days you'll see him wearing his armani suits or a Hugo Boss suit. He likes the expensive clothing merely for the 'comfortability', but more for the fact that he can gloat about what he wears.

On other days he'll wear casual clothes that just anybody wears. Such as jean jackets or dress shirts or jeans and so on. A lot of the time Charlie wears sunglasses because of the glare from the sun, but even with sunglasses he makes them an expensive pair of aviators.

001. LIKES•
- Cars
- Suits
- Foriegn Languages
- Scientific Breakthroughs (finds them intresting)
- Stories
- Clubbing
- Federal Issues
002. DISLIKES•
- Stock Markets
- Vampires
- Tax men
- RCMP's
- Violent Situations
- Full Moons
- Ressesions *haha*
- Traffic
003. FEARS•
- Vampire Fangs
- Fire
- Heights
- Full Moons
- Hunters
004. STRENGTHS•
- Full Moons
- Articulate
- Public Speaking
- Educated Decision Making
- Thoughtful
005. WEAKNESSES•
- Full Moons *No Control*
- Over Thinks
- Bad Timing
- Dancing
- Rough Exterior
- Over Confident
- Flashy
- Abnoxious
006. ODDITIES•
- Says "Eh" a lot
- Patriotic to Canada
- Makes a clicking sounds with tongue and teeth
- Jogs at night
007. ORIENTATION• Straight
008. SPECIFIC MORALS• No Money, No Job, No Life
009. PERSONALITY OVERVIEW• Charles came from a rather wealthy family, but he was never spoiled. Anything that Charlie got from his parents he either had to make through a trade with them or a full out labour workout. Though, this helped shape his sense of value and it deffinately strengthened his inititive a lot. Though, Charlie soon found out that hard work did pay off, and when the money started to flow in, so did his new attitude. Charlie didn't really speak to many people who he considered 'below' him, this included the middle-class and lower working-classes. He didn't dislike them because they had little to no money, he disliked them because he viewed them as lazy.

Charles believes that the only excuse for a poor life in the future is poor decisions that people make in the present. The lower working class is what gets at him the most though, gas station employee's and telemarketers, he constantly says that the only reason they work those jobs is because they couldn't use the braincells they have to pass highschool or go to college. Charles grew up in Ottawa, Canada and was in cadets all through junior high and highschool. He never really liked cadets however, he called it a 'waste of time' and 'an easy route'. Though, he does remain patriotic and supportive of his birth land even though he hates winters and snow.

Charlie really dislikes it when people comment on his over use of the word 'eh', he says its not a sterotype for him, its just that he'd grown up saying it often. Charlie has an over confident, and abnoxious side to him that seems to drive most people away, he acts like he's too good to even be seen with people walking around him. Though, he does talk to werewolves, of any kind which is a weird twist to his over all outlook on people or 'things'.

001. PARENT ONE• Name - Daniel Amonte
Occupation - Share Owner of TD bank of Canada
Gender - Male
Relation - Father
002. PARENT TWO• Name - Sharyl Amonte/Czar
Occupation - Translator
Gender - Female
Relation - Mother
003. SIBLINGS•
Name - Jessica Amonte
Relation - Sister *Older*
004. PETS• N/A
005. HISTORY OVERVIEW•

Charlie was born in the Ottawa General Hospital on July 9th, 1979 the entire family had been there waiting for the doctor to come out with the good news about Charlie's birth. They had chosen his name for a past reason, that being that Daniel's father had just passed away. In the will, he had left Daniel and Charlie both a part of his share in the TD Canada bank, unlike Daniel, Charlie had to prove that he was good enough to hold the share to himself. This, later on down the years would bring on a lot of schooling and preperation tests, this threw him into classes about accounting and business form. Since Charlie had been a young boy, he was able to skate and preform greatly on the ice, he even thought about attempting the OHL at one point in time (a future leg injury would put that dream to bed for good.) but that was a story for a different life.

It had seemed that god had a different plan for Charlie, either that or the Devil did because he had a screwed up chain of events that changed his life forever, that shaped the very figure that roams New York. His parents and even his sister tell his story with one same section to it, how he changed when he turned four-teen. Charlie had liked to go to the X-hibition, it was a festival that took place once every summer in Ottawa. Every summer he would go with some friends of his, after he worked enough on the cars with his father to earn himself enough money to go. On the second last night of the festival, Charlie found himself walking up a dark streetway, just under the Redeau bridge to cross into Downtown.

The bridge had been known to be a local crime and gang manifestation but that was the least of his problems that night. There had been no one in sight for awhile and he was almost out of the dark bridge tunnel that'd been creeping him out since he forgot when. It was hard for him to see in the dark, then again it was hard for every human to see in the dark. Charlie wasn't the kind of guy to believe in vampires or werewolves, in fact he once called them 'children's tales', but could you blame the guy? When Charlie went to exit the tunnel he was stopped by a snarl coming from behind a green, rusted door that looked rather heavy. Like any other person Charlie went to go check out what the noise was exactly. When he opened the door there was nothing to be seen, not one thing. Passing through the dark room he began to feel his heart pound harder. Walking, he accidently kicked something that felt like a bush of some sort, when he reached down to see what it was two red beady eyes looked at him back.

Stumbling back, he tried to grasp the wall to keep himself up, but he had no time to react when the wolf pounced on him. The beast was able to just sink his teeth into Charlie's arm before park rangers bursted through the door was tranquilizers aimed directly at the beast that attacked him. Once the beast left, the rangers rushed to Charlie telling him how lucky he was for them seeing him before he walked into the tunnel room. For the next couple of days, he felt like the luckiest man alive, but something was wrong, something was wrong with the way he interpreted things, how he saw them. It sort of felt like he was seeing things and hearing things differently than he was used to.

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001. ANYTHING ELSE?• Nope.
002. ROLE PLAY SAMPLE•


"While I want nothing more than for you to fulfill your personal vendetta against the Empire, General. I care about the lives of the millions of soldiers that will eventually be under your command."

Turning his head to Darkstar, Aelred pretty much ignored Ackerson's last words, before he had left. The man was cocky, but passionate, he could understand where he came from, he didn't want his men dying just because Aelred had some hate for the empire and all her forces.

"Ackerson is a prick. All the time. Find your own way to pass it off. I wouldn't recommend confronting him on it though."

Aelred let out a soft laugh. "I'm sure he'll come to trust me once the war has started, if not... we should have problems, for if we cannot have peace within, how do we expect to win?" With a soft chortle, Aelred took another sip of the strong whiskey, he wasn't much of a drinker, but would drink when offered. "I'm sure he means best for the Republic." He added after another short sip.

"These stories you mentioned. What 'horrors' did you see in the Empire?"

Aelred slowly leaned forward, resting his arms, from the elbow, on his knees. He let out a sigh and pushed himself back, sitting properly in the chair. "I have seen much, been through much worse." He initially said, thinking about everything he had actually been through. "I will start on Lok, where I gained this... new body." He added, pointing to his legs, arm, and hand - all of which he had lost at Lok. "I jumped in front of a grenade to same the Emperor's son, at the time, Hadrian... As you can see, I was rewarded dearly. A letter of thank you, and a desk job from then on... I saw the execution chambers, the officers that would walk into the huge complex only to be executed... those who lived were dead in the next week, one by one... assassinated, though since I was the lowest of lows for a General, I guess I was spared." Aelred said, taking a much larger drink from his glass.

"I've seen the grunts execute entire villages of civilians, just so that they could get one soldier... I've seen them interrogate, and later execute, men who were suspected of forming a rebellion, which was never true... I saw executioners rip men apart... I've seen too much." He said quietly, finishing off the glass of whiskey and placing it back on the coaster. "The fact of the matter is, is that the empire is a group of... bullies... not strategists, they don't ever have plans, they just charge in and try to take everything with brute force... they lost all their tacticians when they started to execute their leaders... Hadrian made a mistake, he would rather have men loyal to him, than loyal to the empire."