Thread: Man of the Family (Count and Inacloudlesssky)

Characters Name Alexander Knight Age 18 Alex is a definitely a dominant man and a flirt. He has been known to get all sorts of girls. He is also a top notch student, determined to complete his dream of having his own thriving company. This makes him a bit over ambitious at times, hurting those that he had not intended, making him a difficult guy to deal with in a relationship if you don't understand him completely. With those closest to him he is a very warm and loving person, even though he may have changing shades of coldness, this is because he is too cooped up thinking. He is still a young guy though, and when spoken to correctly will respond fun and outgoing. He is always up for a challenge of any kind, and has fallen into perverted habits of thinking. Alexander is a tall young man, of about 6'02 in height. He has oak brown hair that is always neatly combed to the side. He has a pair of light green eyes, and a rich peach skin complexion. He has striking jaw bones and a light layer of facial skin over his jaw and mouth area. He has a large muscular back, and in general a rather athletic body with marked muscles. He has a pair of large strong, yet gentle hands. He is always keen of his attire, being kind of narcissistic or having a lot of vanity in that sense, wearing what he believes to be a well composed attire. Name Sarah Knight Age 39 Sarah didn't get to where she is today by shying away from her goals. One of the youngest executive managers in her consultancy firm she set her sights high from a young age and consistently exceeded her own expectations. While she often appears cold and hard to her employees she is in fact incredibly empathetic, knowing exactly how to handle people in any of their many mindsets. She is very aware that her insistent and aggressive will to succeed has rubbed off on her son, but doesn't let it worry her too much. Due to her powerful position Sarah doesn't often need to actually go into the office. Her job consists largely of international conference calls and ensuring other people do their jobs, leaving her around the house at least four days a week. Sarah knows full well that she is an attractive woman and sees no shame in flaunting it. At 5'10 with a curvaceous frame she can seem slightly larger than life, a fact she uses to great advantages. She likes to exhibit her narrow waist and wide fluting hips in smart, pinstriped underbust corsets. These let her full, 34F breasts really stand out in her stark white blouses. Her long, shapely legs are usually encased in a pencil skirt, leaving her looking somewhere between incredibly business like and impressively sexy. Framed by long, dark hair with a gentle wave, Sarah's face is a little less traditional. Strong, high cheekbones, often exaggerated with careful and subtle makeup, sit below dark, smokey eyes. A strong jawline leaves Sarah's face looking angular, but no less beautiful. Name Amy Knight Age 16 Amy has inherited a lot of her mother's personality traits. She has her mother's confidence in both her abilities and appearance, but has yet to acquire the hardness that usually accompanies them. She is loud and boisterous, with large numbers of friends that she loves hanging out with and gossiping about. While she is fairly intelligent she does below average at school, a fact that her mother worries about. Amy sees school very much as a social affair, messing around and chatting with her friends. She gets along well with her family, but sees spending time at home a waste unless she has friends with her. Amy is a fairly short, curvy girl. While being far from a traditional, cheerleader beauty she's never had any trouble with boys. At just over five feet tall she has her mothers wide hips and large breasts. She's fully aware of the effects that her chest can have on people, using them to great effect in low blouses and basque style tops. Amy has a fondness for short plaid skirts, feeling that they show off her legs well. Amy's shoulder length, ginger hair is worn layered and choppy, framing her cute, girlish features well. She has large dark eyes, a small button nose and thick pouting lips. Being 16 Amy has very little idea of subtlety, and tends to wear heavy eye shadow and lipstick, much to her mother's chagrin. Name Stephanie Eastaff Age 33 Alex's aunt Steph is much more free spirited and happy-go-lucky then her sister. She works freelance as a photographer, choosing her hours and jobs to fit around a bustling social calender and active love life. Steph is the kind of woman who lives life to the full, drawing out every good experience and rushing through the bad. She spends a lot of time at her sister's house. Having never had kids she reveled in being a big part of her niece and nephew's lives, often looking after them while their mother went through her divorce. Steph sees herself very much as Alex and Amy's friend rather than an authority figure, often going so far as to buy Alex, and even Amy on one occasion, alcohol before parties. Steph is quite unlike her sister in a lot of ways. Tall and blonde, many wouldn't think she was related to Sarah, despite many small similarities. Steph had breast enlargement surgery a few years ago, inflating them to a truly impressive 36K. Her larger breasts completely masked her past insecurities, leaving her happy and confident around men and, as she found more recently, women. Her newly found bisexual tendencies thrill her, and she is very keen to experiment with women. Steph's hair falls in gentle curls past her shoulders and down to her lower back, a fact she is very pleased with. She usually tries to soften her family's hard features with make up, leaving her with a face who's beauty would befit a Greek goddess. ... Roleplay 'Ey yo, Knight! the voice of a stereotypical hip-hop influenced black guy's voice was the first things he heard from his iPhone, which he had up at his ear. He had observed that the mailman had been a few houses back from his house. He lived in a somewhat exclusive neighborhood. Due to his mother's job, they had a pretty good living, though their family ties were challenged by her leaving for short periods of times at once. Hey, man, what's up? He responded in his usual cool low toned voice, it was Matt, a fellow teammate from the school's varsity athletics team, the team had a knack for calling each other by their last names. The sun was up, shinning down over the middle-high class suburb. Everyone's front yard was a bright emerald green, some were being treated at the moment by a gardener, others were sitting there ready to be admired by their arrangements. Alexander's left hand pushed the wheel to the right as he began to move his mother's car into the drive way while illegally speaking on the phone, he was home already, it wasn't like a cop was going to catch him anyways. Yo man, coach said to watch out for the mail, the University of Michigan responses are due in today! Alex pressed his right foot on the brake, and let the car come to a halt, in front of the large garage. He stood frozen for a second, as a smile rose from his lips. Yeah man, so what are you going to do today? Alexander still thought about the mail for a second, completely forgetting he had seen the mailman not so long ago. Alex's hesitation to respond made Matt insist, Knight, you there? Alex turned off the car, and opened the car door, Yeah... thanks for telling me. He responded as he withdrew the keys from the hole, taking his left arm to the side to open the door to his mother's brand new Rubicon Jeep. His mother had agreed to let it borrow it for this afternoon, since she wasn't planning on going anywhere, he just loved the smoothness of the ride. So, what are you up to tonight? Alex stepped out of the car, and closed it, making the alarm lock. Uhm... I don't know, I think I might have a family dinner, I'll call you later. Alex said, trying to sound as politely as he could, making up any excuse. For him, it was still way too early to make any plans, he had to see his different options for tonight, that was the deal when being a somewhat popular guy in school. OH! A-ight! Good, yeah, family's tight! Okay man, keep an eye open for them letters, call me bro. Alex smiled, as he walked towards his house's doors. Okay, see you around Matt. He said and hung up the phone. He had a pretty nice relationship with Matt, but sometimes Alex found he was unnecessarily clingy. The house had two white double doors. The entrance greeted anyone who entered with four tall white columns, and many different types of plants and flowers. Alex got his keys from his pocket to open the door. Behind him was the background noise of a lawnmower, and some sprinklers. A car had just passed by, but nothing more out of the ordinary. He turned the knob to his home, realizing his mother should be home, so there were no need for keys. Alexander stepped through the house, leaving the suburbs behind him, and his home in front. Here, he heard the a random TV set on, and some chatting, expecting to be his mom. He lifted his left wrist to his abs to check out his clock, he read that it was about 530 pm, he was home a bit later than he expected, so was the mailman. He turned up and began to walk, leaving his mother's keys hanging over a red wood counter. I'm home. He said loudly, sounding his arrival. Alexander then walked over to the noise of the TV, to tell his mother the news, in case the mail had arrived already. He stepped through the entrance, into the dinning hall, and into the living room, where a gigantic flat screen TV played a random TV show, and his mother, Sarah, was chatting on the phone. Alexander himself smiled, as he stepped into the living room once and for all, and stopped at the coffee table, searching for any mail. He turned to look at his mother with a nice smile, waiting patiently for her to finish her conversation. Alex was wearing a white button down shirt with his sleeve rolled up passed his elbows neatly. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and a pair of blue converse. his facial hair was at the exact same level as always, as he always cared for it, and his hair combed to the side by his hands, so it was a sort of semi-comb. Hey... He just said to her, not even looking at her, as he plopped down next to her on her tan leather couch. It was the comfiest couch he had seen. His hand extended over her lap, grabbing the large control from her, he would be in charge of the TV until she would end her conversation. For now, he immediately changed it to ESPN.