TRUDEL, LANCE KYLE

[lancetrudel]

* lance k. trudel ,

* start with basics ,
[ I'M SWIMMING IN THE SMOKE OF BRIDGES I HAVE BURNED ]

FULL NAME Lance Kyle Trudel

NICKNAMES N/A

DATE OF BIRTH May 11th

AGE Eighteen

GRADE/YEAR Twelfth

ELEMENT Fire

SEXUALITY Heterosexual

MARITAL STATUS Single

* into the mirror ,
[ AGAINST MY WILL I STAND BESIDE MY OWN REFLECTION ]

CELEBRITY CLAIM Matt Lanter

EYE COLOUR Blue

HAIR COLOUR Sandy brown

HEIGHT & WEIGHT Six foot one, one hundred and fourty-five pounds

DISTINGUISHING FEATURES he's got the monster energy symbol tattoo'd on his pec that he got on his eighteenth birthday.

CLOTHING STYLE Lance has expensive taste in clothing, albeit almost rather plain. He buys very expensive jeans, and he wears a lot of band tee shirts. He's a rocker, and he likes a lot of different bands. He is also a fan of the 'rockstar' and 'monster' energy brands, and likes to wear things with those labels on them. He tried the hipster thing for a while and it just didn't fit him. He is far from "goth" or "emo" , and he actually wears a lot of colors, but he likes wearing band names and logo's. And almost always wearing jeans -unless it's summer. Then he breaks out the cargo's.

* deeper than skin ,
[ TAKE EVERYTHING FROM THE INSIDE & THROW IT ALL AWAY ]

POSITIVE TRAITS

• Candid
  
• Courageous
  
• Self - Reliant
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS

• easily irritated
  
• too generous with his money
  
• Arrogant
  

LIKES

• Parties
  
• Da Vimmenz
  
• Energy Drinks
  
• Rock N' Roll
  
• Being "in the spotlight"
  

DISLIKES

• Class
  
• Authority
  
• Espresso drinks
  
• Water & Earth students (obviously)
  
• Winter
  

STRENGTHS

• Very confident in himself and his abilities.
  
• Smart - in a street smart kind of sense.
  
• Excellent at reading people.
  

WEAKNESSES

• Loses his temper very quickly.
  
• Has a habit of acting very bossy in all situations.
  
• Can't play sports to save his life.
  
• Not a strong swimmer.
  

FEARS

• Smart Cars - or at least being in one.
  
• Flying squirrels - those things are just NOT normal.
  
• Getting too close to somebody and then losing them - again.
  

BEST MEMORY
His best memory was getting his drivers license, and his parents buying him a Mustang GT, and his first drive in it. Isn't that just about every teen age boys best memory?

WORST MEMORY
His worst memory was coming home from school when he was in the eighth grade, and finding a note in the kitchen from his sister saying that she had committed suicide, and finding herself in her room having overdosed on pills. Ever since then he has taken a strong stand against suicide prevention and always done anything he can to help those who are struggling.

LONG-TERM GOAL Lance wants to become a famous rock star, which is his long term goal. But his back up plan is to go to college and major in Psychology.

* past reflections ,
[ SOMETIMES I REMEMBER THE DARKNESS OF MY PAST ]

MOTHER Mallory Trudel (#46), Large claims court lawyer

FATHER Mark Trudel (#51), Retired military officer [fire]

SIBLINGS
Jessika Trudel - desceased

OTHER

HISTORY
Lance was second born in his family, his sister was four years older than him - her having been born while his father was away. He was born in a small town in Mississipi, moving to Canada when he was eight due to his father being relocated to a base there. He and his sister were both primarily raised by an in house nanny that they had. His family was wealthy - getting money from his grand parents frequently, who had been putting money into college funds for both of the children since they were born, and both of his parents having good jobs. Down side to that was, neither of them were around much.

When his sister Jessika was fifteen, she started getting into drugs and stuff. Lance, only being eleven at the time, was still straight edge and thought that was all bad. They used to be really close, but she started to get really reclusive and secretive. He just kept focusing on school, and playing his music. He started playing the drums first, and then picked up playing the accoustic guitar. It became his passion, playing music. His parents never really were around to see his sister's deteriorating condition, and the fact that she was frequently depressed. He tried to ignore the fact that she was more or less running a crack house out of her bedroom.

Music became his escape and he frequently tried to set up bands, like many boys did. But none ever really stick - again, like many frequently do. He spent a lot of time in the basement, since that was where he set up all his musical equiptment, and when he was thirteen eventually moved all of his stuff down there. He was still a good kid at this point, but was starting to focus less on school and more on his music.

One day, early into his eighth grade year, which was his sisters senior year, he got home from school late. Ususally Jessika drove them both home from school but she hadn't been in the parking lot when school ended, so he ended up walking home. It was not too far of a walk, and he had friends offer him rides, but he didn't mind walking all the time. It was kind of relaxing, actually. He got home and her car was parked in the driveway, so he just figured she had gone home early. He went inside and all of the lights in the house were off, and it was quiet.

Eerily quiet.

It was kind of scary, and Lance had flipped on the kitchen light, to see the kitchen counter cleared off with everything off it except for a piece of paper with a note scrawled on it, and a pen sitting by it. I'm sorry, but I think things are better off this way. I'm sorry, and I hope you are happier. Love, Jessika." Was all the note read. The note was poorly scrawled, like no care had been given to it. He called out for her in the house, multiple times. And there was no answer. He room was upstairs, and as he walked up the stairs he saw the bathroom light on, and his heart racing. He saw her lifeless body laying on the bathroom floor with a empty bottle of pills beside her hand.

Everything between then and ending up in the ambulance, sitting by her bed and hoping that they would make her heart start beating again was a blur. His parents were racing to the hospital as well, and he felt like a terrible brother. Who wouldn't? He never spent any time with her, because he rarely left the basement. In the long run, they never got her heart beating, and she was buried in the family burial plot. He remembered going home after the funeral and walking into her bedroom, and staring. All the lights off. Everything smelled of weed and purfume and french vanilla scented candles.

And he felt angry. So angry. He started shaking and his fists clenched, vision blacked out and a lump in his throat. And then, all the candles in the room lit up, burning brightly. His father had mentioned to his sister about the elementals, but not to him. She had told Lance when he was younger, but he didn't believe it. Not until he tried a few more times to light the candles with - what he thought, was his mind, and it worked. Everytime he got angry the candles would light up. And that was how he discovered he was an elemental.

He went to the academy the next year, and he started on a bit of a downward spiral. His ninth grade year was nothing but discovering sex and alcohol. He slacked off in school a lot, but the next year he came back a little bit more well behaved. Well, behaved in the way that he didn't have sex with anybody. He really only had sex when he was drunk. Never had a serious girlfriend, ever. But even during the summer time, since his family moved to Maple Hollow when he started at the academy - and to get out of the house that held too many horrible memeories, he held a lot of parties. His parents were cool, and let him do just about everything he wanted. They would even supply the alcohol. Drugs were something he found himself experimenting with, but nothing too serious. His party boy stage still hasn't really evened out, and he slacks off in school quite a bit.

* puppet on a string ,
[ SOMETHING INSIDE ME THAT PULLS BENEATH THE SURFACE ]

YOUR NAME Arrow.

YOUR AGE 20 biatch

RP EXPERIENCE Enough

HOW'D YOU FIND US? the magical land of unicorns.

SECRET WORD Correct

RP SAMPLE

how about no

[STARK FROM JOISEY]

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* accepted ,

WELCOME___TO THE ACADEMY !

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