Post by Oliver on Jul 13, 2007 0:44:34 GMT
Name: Johnathan Peters
Name he/she goes by now: Oliver
Gender: Male
Age: 11
D.O.B/Death: 1855-1866
Appearance: Oliver is 4'5", Has short, messy brown hair, Dark Blue eyes and appears rather dirty. Johnathan "Oliver" Peters always wears old, torn, brown trousers that are at least a size to small for him, a button up, white, shirt that is tucked into his trousers but is two sizes to big, and is dirty, and a torn, messy, brown vest worn over the shirt. His face is ,and always will be, dirty since that is how he looked when he died. He has on a pair of black, one size to big, torn, boots he found outside a home one day and stole, so he could have something on his feet and not cut them on the glass the sometimes had littered the alleys he went through. Oliver took the name from a book he had read to him shortly after his death, since he wished to forget, and eventually did, his real name.
Personality: Oliver really enjoys the company of others, simply because in life, as well as death...part of it, he was always alone. He doesn't know how to read or write, having spent half his living life as a Street Urchin, living on the streets of London England, the first half was spent in a workhouse. He's a skilled Pick Pocket, having learned it from another Street Urchin at the age of eight, and is also rather talented...or was...at stealing food. He forgot almost everything,. including his own name, long ago. The only memory he has, and wishes he could forget, is the memory of how he died so violently.
History: Oliver spent half his life on the streets of London England, having escaped at the age of seven from a Workhouse. he makes...or made...his living by stealing and picking pockets, as well as stealing food to survive, something he was rather good at as well and prided himself in. When Night came he always searched for an empty alley, old vacant building, or a place with an unlocked door in which he could sleep in. One Night Oliver found the door to a Stable that was left unlocked, so he went in and feel asleep in a vacant stall not being used by a horse. Not long after he fell asleep he was violently awoken by the Stables owner, who was shaking him madly as well as hitting him. The Stable Owner tossed Oliver into a wall, cracking his skull open as Oliver hit his head on the wall. Oliver was fighting the urge to feint but succumbed due to the guy still beating him, eventually Oliver gave in and died due to his horrible injuries. Oliver then saw a brilliant white light at the end of a rather dark, black walled, tunnel growing closer and closer. Before he could reach the light someone, another Street Urchin who got hit by a passing Carriage directly in front of the Stableman's home, bumped into Oliver, sending them both crashing through the wall and sending them landing in the exact same spots with which they died. Nine Months went by before Oliver woke up, finding himself looking into the eyes of a child, who was no older than he was but died ten years before at the very hands of the guy that killed Oliver, and was wearing Torn gray pants, black worn out shoes, a similar button up shirt, and a gray vest, with messy red hair, looking down at him. Oliver grew to like this kid, who called himself Axe, but never saw the boy that bumped into him again, spending years, instead with the boy called Axe. Oliver had spent years in the Stable, and still resides there to this day, though the house connected to the Stable has been converted into a B&B, and the Stable converted into a sort of storage shed. Axe had long since moved on, having decided to leave during WWII for America, and Oliver now resides in the Stable of the house alone.
Family: Oliver has no family, he's an Orphan
Celebrity: Barney Clark
*Picture:
*Other: He's always searching for someone, alive or dead, to talk to since he is always lonely.
Name he/she goes by now: Oliver
Gender: Male
Age: 11
D.O.B/Death: 1855-1866
Appearance: Oliver is 4'5", Has short, messy brown hair, Dark Blue eyes and appears rather dirty. Johnathan "Oliver" Peters always wears old, torn, brown trousers that are at least a size to small for him, a button up, white, shirt that is tucked into his trousers but is two sizes to big, and is dirty, and a torn, messy, brown vest worn over the shirt. His face is ,and always will be, dirty since that is how he looked when he died. He has on a pair of black, one size to big, torn, boots he found outside a home one day and stole, so he could have something on his feet and not cut them on the glass the sometimes had littered the alleys he went through. Oliver took the name from a book he had read to him shortly after his death, since he wished to forget, and eventually did, his real name.
Personality: Oliver really enjoys the company of others, simply because in life, as well as death...part of it, he was always alone. He doesn't know how to read or write, having spent half his living life as a Street Urchin, living on the streets of London England, the first half was spent in a workhouse. He's a skilled Pick Pocket, having learned it from another Street Urchin at the age of eight, and is also rather talented...or was...at stealing food. He forgot almost everything,. including his own name, long ago. The only memory he has, and wishes he could forget, is the memory of how he died so violently.
History: Oliver spent half his life on the streets of London England, having escaped at the age of seven from a Workhouse. he makes...or made...his living by stealing and picking pockets, as well as stealing food to survive, something he was rather good at as well and prided himself in. When Night came he always searched for an empty alley, old vacant building, or a place with an unlocked door in which he could sleep in. One Night Oliver found the door to a Stable that was left unlocked, so he went in and feel asleep in a vacant stall not being used by a horse. Not long after he fell asleep he was violently awoken by the Stables owner, who was shaking him madly as well as hitting him. The Stable Owner tossed Oliver into a wall, cracking his skull open as Oliver hit his head on the wall. Oliver was fighting the urge to feint but succumbed due to the guy still beating him, eventually Oliver gave in and died due to his horrible injuries. Oliver then saw a brilliant white light at the end of a rather dark, black walled, tunnel growing closer and closer. Before he could reach the light someone, another Street Urchin who got hit by a passing Carriage directly in front of the Stableman's home, bumped into Oliver, sending them both crashing through the wall and sending them landing in the exact same spots with which they died. Nine Months went by before Oliver woke up, finding himself looking into the eyes of a child, who was no older than he was but died ten years before at the very hands of the guy that killed Oliver, and was wearing Torn gray pants, black worn out shoes, a similar button up shirt, and a gray vest, with messy red hair, looking down at him. Oliver grew to like this kid, who called himself Axe, but never saw the boy that bumped into him again, spending years, instead with the boy called Axe. Oliver had spent years in the Stable, and still resides there to this day, though the house connected to the Stable has been converted into a B&B, and the Stable converted into a sort of storage shed. Axe had long since moved on, having decided to leave during WWII for America, and Oliver now resides in the Stable of the house alone.
Family: Oliver has no family, he's an Orphan
Celebrity: Barney Clark
*Picture:
*Other: He's always searching for someone, alive or dead, to talk to since he is always lonely.