phillips, elliot

[ELLIOT MATTHEW PHILLIPS]

Elliot Matthew Phillips!

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eli is joining us from las vegas, nevada. this 19 year old is going to celebrate his next birthday on october fifth. he's usually very sweet, innocent and naïve and is really quite good at art. their problem is with his father. tsk tsk. welcome to walk like a gentleman, hun.

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full name: elliot matthew phillips
celeb face: eddie redmayne
member group:college student
age: nineteen
likes: coffee, old movies, music, rain, nature
dislikes: rude people, confrontation, crude jokes, his father, hot weather

personality:

elliot has always been the type of guy that the ‘tough guy’ type label as a pansy because of his sweet personality. he hates to be mean to people, even if the other person is a jerk he still can’t really bring himself to be completely rude. when faced with a situation that calls for a bit of harshness, the most eli ever does is tell someone ‘no’ or to ‘please stop’ but anything harsher than that is rare for him to express. one thing that he absolutely despises is violence which is mostly due to his home life; he can’t stand to see someone getting hurt and would never dare raise his hand against another person. even when elliot isn’t actually happy he always plasters on a smile and ignores his own problems to focus on other people’s worries. though he isn’t always very outspoken when around people he can be silly if he wants to. he is the type to dance when he thinks no one is watching him and to just let his mind go blank when he is alone.

elliot is very clumsy and can trip over his own two feet or even something as small as a twig. he tires to avoid any type of sports activities and things like hiking because of his lack of balance skill. instead of physical activities, eli chooses to focus on art such as photography and drawing. he’s very adamant when it come to people being themselves and hates to see people change themselves for others even though he himself is too shy to express himself too much except through his art.

when it comes to things like relationships, elliot is basically clueless. he has never been too outgoing about getting dates so he ended up going through all of high school without a single one. despite being clueless he does know that he likes both genders and he would never deny that if he was asked because-despite the views of his father- he does not see it as something to be ashamed of.

history:

elliot was born to two very strict parents who weren't very good with expressing their feelings so he grew up without ever being very close to either of his parents. even though his mother also had a colder attitude, his relationship with his father was a lot worse than it was with his mom. there was not a week that went by without eli and his father getting into an argument. of course, it was never elliot that started them, his father just always seemed to find something wrong with everything he did. more than once their fights ended with eli recieving a slap for 'talking back'. the main problem that mr. phillips has is with his son's open sexuality and that is what usually starts the arguments. as soon as he turned eighteen, eli was very ready to be out of his house but because his parents are paying for college he has to come home every now and then since his mother does like seeing him no matter how rough of a relationship they have. (i'll add more detail and make it longer later)

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hello! my name is kat! and i'm excited to be here. i've been roleplaying for about four years now. other characters on this site that belong to me are none yet. my time zone is eastern. and that's all you need to know about me! oh, and this is what an average post for me looks like:

Ajax fumbled with his books as he tried to walk out of his classroom while stuffing his things into his bags at the same time,needless to say it was not working too well. He had been too wrapped up in his latest drawing to focus on the sounds around him so he had missed the bell which had, in turn, angered his teacher so much that he had to stay behind to have a 'talking to' otherwise known as a pointless lecture that he was going to more than likely forget in after a night of sleep despite that he had still been embarrassed. He could still feel the bright, hot blush staining his pale cheeks a reddish color from the shame at being snapped at by his teacher. At least the woman had let him go after he had apologized a few thousand times. Too bad his apologies hardly ever meant that he wasn't going to do it again, they were just to get him out immediate danger of being shouted at.

Now he was finally exiting the class but looked slightly insane with his drawing pencils held in his teeth while his hands were occupied withing opening his bag and holding his books while he tried his best to put them in there. His hair was a bit ruffled and one of his ear-buds had fallen out and was dangling down which resulted in his hands becoming a bit tangled with the cord. Ajax knew this was his fault since he never bothered to pay attention in class but it didn't mean that he didn't feel a bit of resentment toward the teacher for keeping him late and what was worse was that she had said she was going to call his father to discuss his diminishing grades. Lovely. Just lovely, that meant he was going to go home and get another angry lecture. At least it wouldn't matter if he got grounded since he never went anywhere, ah, the plus sides of being an awkward loser.

Ajax muttered under his breath and mentally blamed his bad luck on the fact that it was a Monday. Monday's hated him, they really did. He could do just fine on Tuesdays and he was freaking ecstatic on Fridays but Mondays, Mondays were horrible, evil days that were there only to destroy him. To add to his problems his music was still playing and he loved Morrissey, he really did but listening to it through one ear was kind of annoying. He was just about to find a way to get his hands untangled from the cord when someone knocked into him- actually an accident, not some jerk trying to trip him- and sent him stumbling forward to where he ran into something, or y'know probably someone. He made a soft noise of aggravation as his book and notebook fell to the ground and his ear-bud jerked out of his ear.