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𝖺 𝗌𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗒 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋
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zakary l. price
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basics
basics
full name: Zakary L. Price
nicknames/aliases: Zak | Preferred name.
age: Eighteen.
date of birth: 28th April
zodiac sign: Taurus
hometown: Italy
gender: Male
pronouns: He, his, him.
sexuality: Bisexual | Questioning – leans towards girls.
status: Single.
significant other: No one.
occupation: Student at Arlington Academy.
track: Science | Taking after his parents.
faceclaim: Matthew Daddario
appearance
To the kind passer-by, Zakary may come across as a simple attractive teenager. His fairly attractive features would most likely catch your eye if you saw him, and you may even turn around to give him a second glance. The good-looking young adult stands at six feet two inches, his toned body lean and built due to his constant workout routines; weighing a good one hundred and fifty-five odd pounds. His dark brown hair can be seen wavy/curly with a bed head sort of hairstyle depending on how he feels - though it's most likely going to be messy due to his lack of maintaining it. Many people tend to confuse Zak's eye colour, but in the sun, they are seen as a deep hazel with a speck of orange in the middle. The first thing people tend to notice of Zak is his appealing, pearly white smile.
His usual clothing attire consists of dark colours such as dark blue, black, grey and maybe sometimes even white. He tends to wear sweaters/jumpers on a regular day, topped off with a leather jacket of some sorts and pair of skinny/ripped jeans. He enjoys wearing simple caps in block colours - white or black to be precise - with words such as 'youth'. It seems as though Zak puts effort into making himself look good, but in reality he doesn't try - he tends to stand out due to the aura he carries.
identity
persona
Zakary has a collected nature. He is known for being rational and practical, using logic over feelings to make his decisions, but finding someplace in himself to be spontaneous. Once Zakary sets his mind on a goal, he does everything he can to achieve it, but usually doesn’t give himself the recognition he deserves. He is patient, waiting for opportunities to arrive when the time is right. Zakary is anything but a daydreamer, refusing to get carried off by fantasies - he focuses on the present.
Though he looks relaxed, “living in the moment”, Zakary is often moody and irritable. He doesn’t have a high tolerance for people who ask too many personal questions or get into business that is not their own. He isn’t afraid to say a few bitter words when it’s needed. Not to mention, Zakary is stubborn and self-centred. Appearing this way usually because he thinks his choices are perfect and thereafter rarely changes his mind. He’s also conscious of and motivated by how events might affect him, leaving people more likely to perceive him as selfish.
On top of it all, Zakary is icy, much like his divinity. Price is very reserved, classically shy or introverted. Cutting himself off from others, he stops the progression of relationships from going beyond a certain point. Because he thinks so logically, people view him as insensitive. When he tries to exercise his empathy, it hardly comes out right, and so he does nothing to prevent this; moving in another direction with little apology or vulnerability. After the death of his parents, Zak feels as though he must take responsibility for everything causing him to put a limit as to how much fun he can truly have.
quirks
Whenever Zak is placed in a situation where he is distressed, he tends to pull at his lower lip out of instinct - a bad habit that he picked up on from his father. He likes to arrange things by colour co-ordination and is very picky about pens, using only his own or ones he carefully picked out. This is to maintain his slanted handwriting; like it's italicized.
memories
Freshman Year; on his first day at Arlington Academy, Zak had completely forgotten to tie his shoelaces, resulting in tripping down a flight of stairs. He woke up, surrounded by strange faces that he barely recognised. For three months, he was called Clumsy.
Six years old; his father took him to Disneyland on his birthday after he’d constantly begged his parents to take him. It was to say the least, his favourite day ever and he still remembers it all till now.
Eighteen years old; before starting his last year at the academy, his grandmother took him on a trip throughout England for four weeks. It was that month where his love for photography grew after he started a small blog for uploading his pictures.
history
biography
Zakary was born in Italy on his parent’s honeymoon, raised by two of the most loving parents, he could have possibly asked for. His mother and father, John and Nelle Price, were very diplomatic and critical when it came to education. They both had a love for their work and, both wished to have a child, cue the birth of Zak. At the age of the four, Zak's parents packed up and moved them over to New York, where they invested in a company there. However, his parents were always caught up with work, so he spent the majority of his time at his grandmother's. He rarely ever saw his parents, and when he did, he'd always be extremely excited to be reunited with his parents.
As Zakary got older, he was enveloped in the world of mystery, romance, fiction and so much more, thanks to his parents. But one morning, he'd woken up to the sound of a female cry. His grandmother called him over and told him of the news that his parents died in a fire caused by something unknown - that is still yet unknown to this day. Nowadays he tries to smile and forget about the sudden incident that turned his life upside down.
After they fatally died in the fire when he was seven, he continued living in England with his grandmother - a sweet old woman, with a hint of sass and a dash of hard work. Angelina, the grandmother, had raised Zak all by herself and believed in hard work paying off towards your aspirations, and with that note she encouraged him to continue doing so. Eventually, he grew up to be a young man, studying to finish what his parents started at Arlington Academy.
player
Constellation
nickname: Noora
pronouns: Her, she.
timezone: England - GMT
contact: PM / Discord - #7901
sample post
Tears filled the little boy's ears as he lay on the soft, double bed; the duvet tucked neatly under his arms. The darkness surrounded him, but his grandmother always left his bedroom door somewhat ajar to allow the slightest light to enter.
He waited. Yet, the sound of his grandmother crying continued. Curiosity filled him, and he threw his duvet off before he slithered out of the bed with his teddy bear, his bare feet meeting with the wooden floorboards. "Nana?" He called out, but her tears overpowered his gentle, innocent voice. He wandered towards her cries, his mind only set on finding his grandmother.
There she sat, crouched on the floor with the phone beside her. She sobbed continuously, grabbing at her chest almost as though somebody had ripped her heart out. Zak stood in shock, and confusion as he clung onto his teddy bear tightly. “Nana?” He repeated, slowly heading towards her, dressed in his midnight blue and red spider-man pyjamas.
She brought her watery eyes to stare at the young boy's face; looking at him with pity. Raising her arms, she motioned for him to come closer to her, enveloping him into a hug.
"They're gone..." She whispered softly, rubbing his back slowly.
Zak didn't say a word and instead let her hug him as he stood there, his hazel eyes staring blankly at the wall. After all, he had no clue what was going on.
She pulled back to look at him, her rather light blue eyes staring at him. "Y-Your parents..." She stuttered on her words, "They passed away a couple hours ago."
Zak blinked. Once. Then twice. Her words sunk in slowly. He couldn't believe it. Just a couple hours ago, he was sitting on the phone talking with his father and mother. But he hadn't expected it to be the last time he'd hear their voices. Their last 'I love you'. Slowly, those words crushed everything.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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zakary l. price
image
basics
basics
full name: Zakary L. Price
nicknames/aliases: Zak | Preferred name.
age: Eighteen.
date of birth: 28th April
zodiac sign: Taurus
hometown: Italy
gender: Male
pronouns: He, his, him.
sexuality: Bisexual | Questioning – leans towards girls.
status: Single.
significant other: No one.
occupation: Student at Arlington Academy.
track: Science | Taking after his parents.
faceclaim: Matthew Daddario
appearance
To the kind passer-by, Zakary may come across as a simple attractive teenager. His fairly attractive features would most likely catch your eye if you saw him, and you may even turn around to give him a second glance. The good-looking young adult stands at six feet two inches, his toned body lean and built due to his constant workout routines; weighing a good one hundred and fifty-five odd pounds. His dark brown hair can be seen wavy/curly with a bed head sort of hairstyle depending on how he feels - though it's most likely going to be messy due to his lack of maintaining it. Many people tend to confuse Zak's eye colour, but in the sun, they are seen as a deep hazel with a speck of orange in the middle. The first thing people tend to notice of Zak is his appealing, pearly white smile.
His usual clothing attire consists of dark colours such as dark blue, black, grey and maybe sometimes even white. He tends to wear sweaters/jumpers on a regular day, topped off with a leather jacket of some sorts and pair of skinny/ripped jeans. He enjoys wearing simple caps in block colours - white or black to be precise - with words such as 'youth'. It seems as though Zak puts effort into making himself look good, but in reality he doesn't try - he tends to stand out due to the aura he carries.
identity
persona
Zakary has a collected nature. He is known for being rational and practical, using logic over feelings to make his decisions, but finding someplace in himself to be spontaneous. Once Zakary sets his mind on a goal, he does everything he can to achieve it, but usually doesn’t give himself the recognition he deserves. He is patient, waiting for opportunities to arrive when the time is right. Zakary is anything but a daydreamer, refusing to get carried off by fantasies - he focuses on the present.
Though he looks relaxed, “living in the moment”, Zakary is often moody and irritable. He doesn’t have a high tolerance for people who ask too many personal questions or get into business that is not their own. He isn’t afraid to say a few bitter words when it’s needed. Not to mention, Zakary is stubborn and self-centred. Appearing this way usually because he thinks his choices are perfect and thereafter rarely changes his mind. He’s also conscious of and motivated by how events might affect him, leaving people more likely to perceive him as selfish.
On top of it all, Zakary is icy, much like his divinity. Price is very reserved, classically shy or introverted. Cutting himself off from others, he stops the progression of relationships from going beyond a certain point. Because he thinks so logically, people view him as insensitive. When he tries to exercise his empathy, it hardly comes out right, and so he does nothing to prevent this; moving in another direction with little apology or vulnerability. After the death of his parents, Zak feels as though he must take responsibility for everything causing him to put a limit as to how much fun he can truly have.
quirks
Whenever Zak is placed in a situation where he is distressed, he tends to pull at his lower lip out of instinct - a bad habit that he picked up on from his father. He likes to arrange things by colour co-ordination and is very picky about pens, using only his own or ones he carefully picked out. This is to maintain his slanted handwriting; like it's italicized.
memories
Freshman Year; on his first day at Arlington Academy, Zak had completely forgotten to tie his shoelaces, resulting in tripping down a flight of stairs. He woke up, surrounded by strange faces that he barely recognised. For three months, he was called Clumsy.
Six years old; his father took him to Disneyland on his birthday after he’d constantly begged his parents to take him. It was to say the least, his favourite day ever and he still remembers it all till now.
Eighteen years old; before starting his last year at the academy, his grandmother took him on a trip throughout England for four weeks. It was that month where his love for photography grew after he started a small blog for uploading his pictures.
history
biography
Zakary was born in Italy on his parent’s honeymoon, raised by two of the most loving parents, he could have possibly asked for. His mother and father, John and Nelle Price, were very diplomatic and critical when it came to education. They both had a love for their work and, both wished to have a child, cue the birth of Zak. At the age of the four, Zak's parents packed up and moved them over to New York, where they invested in a company there. However, his parents were always caught up with work, so he spent the majority of his time at his grandmother's. He rarely ever saw his parents, and when he did, he'd always be extremely excited to be reunited with his parents.
As Zakary got older, he was enveloped in the world of mystery, romance, fiction and so much more, thanks to his parents. But one morning, he'd woken up to the sound of a female cry. His grandmother called him over and told him of the news that his parents died in a fire caused by something unknown - that is still yet unknown to this day. Nowadays he tries to smile and forget about the sudden incident that turned his life upside down.
After they fatally died in the fire when he was seven, he continued living in England with his grandmother - a sweet old woman, with a hint of sass and a dash of hard work. Angelina, the grandmother, had raised Zak all by herself and believed in hard work paying off towards your aspirations, and with that note she encouraged him to continue doing so. Eventually, he grew up to be a young man, studying to finish what his parents started at Arlington Academy.
player
Constellation
nickname: Noora
pronouns: Her, she.
timezone: England - GMT
contact: PM / Discord - #7901
sample post
Tears filled the little boy's ears as he lay on the soft, double bed; the duvet tucked neatly under his arms. The darkness surrounded him, but his grandmother always left his bedroom door somewhat ajar to allow the slightest light to enter.
He waited. Yet, the sound of his grandmother crying continued. Curiosity filled him, and he threw his duvet off before he slithered out of the bed with his teddy bear, his bare feet meeting with the wooden floorboards. "Nana?" He called out, but her tears overpowered his gentle, innocent voice. He wandered towards her cries, his mind only set on finding his grandmother.
There she sat, crouched on the floor with the phone beside her. She sobbed continuously, grabbing at her chest almost as though somebody had ripped her heart out. Zak stood in shock, and confusion as he clung onto his teddy bear tightly. “Nana?” He repeated, slowly heading towards her, dressed in his midnight blue and red spider-man pyjamas.
She brought her watery eyes to stare at the young boy's face; looking at him with pity. Raising her arms, she motioned for him to come closer to her, enveloping him into a hug.
"They're gone..." She whispered softly, rubbing his back slowly.
Zak didn't say a word and instead let her hug him as he stood there, his hazel eyes staring blankly at the wall. After all, he had no clue what was going on.
She pulled back to look at him, her rather light blue eyes staring at him. "Y-Your parents..." She stuttered on her words, "They passed away a couple hours ago."
Zak blinked. Once. Then twice. Her words sunk in slowly. He couldn't believe it. Just a couple hours ago, he was sitting on the phone talking with his father and mother. But he hadn't expected it to be the last time he'd hear their voices. Their last 'I love you'. Slowly, those words crushed everything.
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.
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