CARTER, PARKER DANIEL

FULL NAME Parker Daniel Carter

NICKNAMES N/A

DATE OF BIRTH August 17th

AGE Eighteen

GRADE/YEAR Twelfth grade

ELEMENT Fire

SEXUALITY Bisexual

MARITAL STATUS Single

CELEBRITY CLAIM Ash Stymest

EYE COLOUR Brown

HAIR COLOUR Dark brown

HEIGHT & WEIGHT 5'11, 126lbs

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES
Tattoos is pretty much one of the first thing that people notice about Parker (I would explain them all but i found a picture that pretty much shows them.. Not all of them but psh xD I'm saving time :p )
He has a small plug (flesh tunnel) in his left ear.

CLOTHING STYLE
He manages to look both dishevelled and stylish at the same time with an assortment of baggy tshirts, jumpers and fitted jeans. He doesn't dress up formally, he never sees the point. He'd much rather go for a casual look anyday, mostly because he gets grumpy if he feels uncomfortable.

POSITIVE TRAITS

• Good humoured.
  
• Talkative.
  
• Insatiable curiosity.
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• Stubborn.
  
• Inconsistent (can be fine one moment then grouchy the next).
  
• Blunt.
  

LIKES

• A warm fire.
  
• Peace.
  
• Things going how he wants it to go.
  
• Swimming, despite his base element being fire.
  
• Snacking.
  
• Small animals, not that he'd ever admit to it.
  

DISLIKES

• Stupidity.
  
• Rain.
  
• Stale biscuits.
  
• Somebody invading his personal space.
  
• Too much optimism, which he classes as stupidity and naivety.
  

STRENGTHS

• Witty.
  
• Competitive.
  
• Incredibly loyal to his friends.
  

WEAKNESSES

• Control, especially when he's angry.
  
• Tears and emotions make him feel incredibly uncomfortable.
  
• Flattery will get you everywhere with him, he gets his pride from his father.
  

FEARS

• Being the cause of a tragedy.
  
• Night, he doesn't much like the dark, hence why at night he usually has some type of flame burning.
  
• Drowning.
  

BEST MEMORY
The day he first managed to call upon his element with practiced ease. Ok, so perhaps that's not the most amazing of memories to remember but then he hasn't had anything that remarkable occur to him, if he was asked what his best memory is he'd probably reply that it has yet to be made.

WORST MEMORY
The stench of burning flesh coming from the inferno of a tree house he and a friend had built when young. The night was alight as the poorly constructed 'building' blazed, the sounds of distant fire engines far enough away that Parker knew it would be far too late by the time they'd finally arrive. The feeling of complete hopelessness as the screams of his friend finally became engulfed completely by the roaring of fire. Knowing it was his fault that the fires had sparked in the first place, hating that he could do nothing but watch. Worst of all he never admitted fault to anybody, he was pitied and cared for because he'd suffered the trauma of losing a close friend so very young when in fact he knew all along that he was to blame.

LONG-TERM GOAL
Ironically he wants to become either a fire fighter or a paramedic. He doesn't much like many people and he never really goes out of his way to help other people in his day to day life. As a career and a job though he'd like to go into the emergency services. Except the police force, he's not very fond of the idea of upholding a law he doesn't especially agree with.
Family is something that he would like, somebody to support and to rely on and most of all love. He hasn't put his hopes high for this though, considering his own background part of him believes happy endings are just a fairy tale.

MOTHER Evangeline Lilly Edison (40), Unknown, currently MIA, Fire Elemental.

FATHER Edward Lloyd Carter (43), Defense Attourney, Thunder Elemental.

SIBLINGS N/A

OTHER N/A

HISTORY
Evangeline Edison couldn't have been more in tune with her element unless she herself caught aflame. Her personality perfectly reflected the typical Fire Elemental, she was aggressive, dominating and extremely difficult to handle. Yet there was a part of her that appreciated anybody who would dare talk down to her without faulting. It took a strong man to handle Evangeline which brings us to Edward. It wasn't so much that this man wanted the arrogant woman for his own, he wanted to prove that he could have her. His stubborn attitude and copious lies eventually broke down her strong walls and they ended up a couple, nobody really knows why, there seemed to be no love between the two in public.

A baby wasn't exactly what Edward had in mind when he'd chased down his challenge, but after a few months of dating Evangeline announced that she was pregnant. Arguments between the two became so frequent that there was always an awkward tension between them, they rarely if ever were seen together throughout the nine months but eventually they seemed to resolve their differences. Parker was born in August and people assumed that he was the glue that finally fixed his parents relationship. Unfortunately though that wasn't exactly true.

Nobody knows when and nobody knows why but Evangeline disappeared in late December before New Years, she left the contents of her wardrobe, her jewellery box and her child behind. Some people say that Edward killed her in a crime of passion and disposed of the body, others say that she ran off with another man and left, nobody knows and Parker's never been enlightened.

His father wasn't exactly the most loving of parents but as Parker grew up he began to realise that he was doing his best in his own way. He never went without in his life, he was spoilt on birthdays and Christmas and during the year he never went without anything within reason. It would have been a perfect childhood if he'd also had a mother. Unfortunately his father never met anybody else, or if he did it was never for long and Parker was never introduced to any of them. He was protected from the cruelty of the world for as long as possible. Obviously though everybody has to grow up eventually.

Friends were few and far between for Parker, he always used to be a very shy child, never really speaking out unless he disagreed with something somebody said, in those cases he was quite mouthy. He got into trouble a lot, people said that he was an argumentative boy, but that wasn't exactly true, he was just a very strongly opinionated kid. Teachers in his school never really thought much of him, he was deemed as a 'troublemaker' by a lot of other parents too, but he never cared much. As long as people left him alone they could think what they wanted.

He had one close friend, Michael was a complacent kid and pretty much did whatever Parker wanted to do, they were the dynamic duo. Not that they ever really got into much trouble other than petty vandalism (making skate board ramps in the middle of car parks, using hammer and nail to make little shelters in various places, nothing harmful at all). One summer when Parker and Mike were both eleven they built a tree house on the outskirts of town in a big old oak, it was out of sight and sheltered from the wind and the rain and the boys dubbed it their club house.

Long story extremely short (because it's getting too long xD); Parker discovered that his anger has severe consequences, one night the boys argued and like any other preteen boy just starting puberty his hormones ran wild and his anger got the better of him. He'd never felt the air turn so hot so quickly, the flames that lept up around them surprised even Parker, he ended up fleeing down the rope ladder with Mike right behind him, their argument forgotten. The fire destroyed the rope before Parker was even halfway down, he fell and broke his ankle and wrist that night, Mike lost his life in the inferno.

In the end Parker ended up going to the Academy, his father had informed him before of the elements and how thunder was his. Parker always secretly wished for water despite the possibility of that happening, he knew his own personality was far more volatile than Water Elementals ever would be. He was a Fire Elemental just like his mother.. Nothing really amazing has happened in his schooling other than the fact that he's become more adept with his element than he ever thought he would be. Now he's just trying to work on controlling his emotions, his element and his anger are quite in tune.. There's rarely anger without some kind of fire sparking up.

YOUR NAME Amy~

YOUR AGE I'm 22 :/ I don't feel it.. but i'm totally old

RP EXPERIENCE nine.. maybe ten years? I'm a bit rusty, so bear with me xD

HOW'D YOU FIND US? Proboards support :D

SECRET WORD Correct.

RP SAMPLE

In one of the least used therapy room, sprawled out on the seating reserved for patients was one member of Birch Haven's security team. He had no real reasoning to be within the walls of the therapy offices, he definitely wasn't after any type of counselling and there was no way he was in any position to psychoanalyse the psychos wandering the halls of this place. If anybody were to ask of his choice in location he'd simply answer that the place was peaceful. It was one of the places that seemed to be where inmates (or patients, both are a good enough description) didn't want to talk.

It was also somewhere where if he were lucky one of the doc's will say something so offensive they'll get their heads kicked in by somebody. He'd save the day and get to play the hero. At least it'd make him feel good for a little.

A finger and thumb pressed at the bridge of his nose, rubbing in small circles as a mildly pained expression furrowed his brow. His head had been pounding for a few hours now and it was getting to a point where it was more annoying than debilitating. But it was far too early in his shift to raid the supplies that Birch Haven have locked away, or was it? His fingers stopped massaging at his throbbing head as that thought came to mind and he glanced over to the door, his hand moving back to his lap. It'd be so easy, like it always had been in the past, he'd walk in like he owned the place, look like he knows what he's doing and disappear to enjoy whatever high he managed to achieve. So easy.

So why on earth was he still sat here like a lemon?

With a shove from his hands he pushed himself up into a sitting position, then quickly rose to his feet, chucking the long since spent cigarette butt onto the floor. It was only when he blinked that he realised the world around him was spinning, so he sunk back down onto the couch, head in his hands. Head rushes aren't uncommon when you're an imbecile on drugs, Jesse knows this all too well. Unfortunately he doesn't really care. If anything he enjoys that sensation, it just proves that he knows how to have a good time.

"'Kay, so that'd be the reason.." A breath of amusement passed his lips as the room slowly stopped spinning. He would go and retrieve the first lot of his daily fix soon, but after he's just taken a few minutes to collect himself enough to not be in trouble of dropping into a dead faint.

".. M'getting old."