[hider=Jason Spencer][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/VIf4Q7n.png[/img] [color=f42929][b]Jason Andrew Spencer[/b][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Basics[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=f42929]Nicknames:[/color] [list][*][color=f42929][b]They Call Me Moose Knuckle[/b][/color] [*]And Jace [*]Occasionally? Andy[/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Age:[/b][/color] 25[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] Straight[/indent][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Nitty Gritty[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Personality:[/b][/color] He’s a frat boy, through and through. He slacks off, he makes messes, he plays ultimate and disc golf, and above all else… he parties. He parties a lot, possibly more than he should, and he does his due diligence as far as ‘hooking up with as many sorority girls and otherwise is possible.’ He’s well liked (except by the Elves and the Fae, those assholes), and he intends to use the gift of gab to become a lawyer, since he’s not sure what else he would ever be good at. That is to say he’s not very academically gifted, but he’s good at the talking part of the job. See, C’s get degrees. He leans hard on some of his boys in the Frat to help him through the harder stuff. It wasn’t always this way, but maybe… maybe the partying is starting to get to him.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]History:[/b][/color] Jason grew up in Oregon, near the Medford area. He grew up with a dad who was a cop and never seemed to be around, and a mom who worked from home. He had a decent childhood, but he wasn’t very social; he worked hard all the time, because his mom told him that if he didn’t get into a half-decent college and get a good degree then he’d never amount to anything and he could go fuck himself because she didn’t want a failure and if he was a failure then his dad would get rid of him because they didn’t have any room in this fucking house for failures. So, he did the best he could to not be a failure. This meant that he worked his ass off all through school, never partied, had no friends, had nothing but those high test scores and the ability to remember knowledge. He decided what he wanted to be before he could even drive a car (a criminal defense lawyer), and even interned at a law firm two summers. He played sports sometimes, wasn’t all that at it — at least in comparison to the Orks that played, but hey. They were huge, he wasn’t. When he got to his senior year, he threw out college application after application. It was hard to choose where he wanted to go; he hit the marks for almost every school. Didn’t get accepted into his first choice, and decided that he would accept a full-ride scholarship through law school from the University of Washington. However, according to his mother, this wasn’t good enough. It wasn’t Ivy League, it wasn’t prestigious enough… all kinds of words that Jason heard in the summer up to his first semester of college. It was then that Jason had a ‘break’ mentally, a shift in personality. He realized, that no matter what he was going to do, he’d never be good enough for his parents, so why try? He went to college that first semester and joined a frat. Not just any frat he joined [i]the[/i] frat, the one that did nothing but party and fuck around all day every day. ORK. Jason was determined to slack off and enjoy his 20s, since his obsession with being as good as his mom wanted him to be had robbed him of his teen years. And he did just that. He parties almost every day, sleeps with different girls, and in general is here for a good time, probably not a long one. His grades slipped, his mom bitched. He ignored her. By the end of his first year in the frat, he was destined to be the President. And now, he is, and has been since last year.[/indent][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Extras[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Familiar:[/b][/color] A large Hawk named Xerxes. Xerxes doesn’t approve of the life choices that Jason is making lately, but takes a mostly neutral stance. He’s stuck with him whether he likes it or not, and hopes that Jason will straighten up, eventually.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Societies:[/b][/color] Considers himself a cornerstone of the local (that is to say, the Loft’s) Smash players. He mains Fox, Sheik, and Mario. Hosts a movie night at the frathouse on Fridays. Leave him alone, he doesn’t have many of these.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Sports:[/b][/color] [list][*]Casual player of Ultimate frisbee, disk golf, racketball, and is not against playing hoops.[/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Organizations:[/b][/color] [list][*]ORK president[/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] This whole being president shit? This [i]is[/i] a full-time job, my friend.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Relationship Status:[/b][/color] Very openly sleeps around.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Years in College:[/b][/color] 3[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=f42929][b]Major:[/b][/color] Political science[/indent][/indent][/hider] [hr][hr] [hider=Tyler Ayers][center][img]https://i.imgur.com/0Nwqz9n.png[/img] [color=0be290][b]Forrest Tyler Ayers[/b][/color][/center] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Basics[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=0be290]Nicknames:[/color] [list][*][color=0be290][b]Tyler. Seriously, please just call me Tyler.[/b][/color][/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Age:[/b][/color] 22[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Sexuality:[/b][/color] Straight[/indent][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Nitty Gritty[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Personality:[/b][/color] Tyler is a bit of a geek. He has the classic geeky interests: video games, board games, academics… He likes that kind of stuff, and as a result? He’s a bit of a loner, and has never really had ‘luck’ with girls, but that’s okay; he uses milfhunter.com to ease the pain. He doesn’t really do much, as far as a social life goes. He just hangs out in his room and burns out (something in the water in Washington, swear to god) in his dorm room, playing video games, or messing around with electronics. It’s what he’s best at, and it’s what he’s focusing on while he’s in school.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]History:[/b][/color] Tyler has lived a life that makes no sense if you know what he wants to do when he grows up. Tyler was raised in a cabin in the woods by two parents who don’t know how to touch type, let alone solder. His parents gave him a dumb hippie name (Forrest? Seriously??) and wanted him to live without electronics or anything of that sort, and to live off the land — like Elves, or something. Tyler wasn’t very interested in that, he didn’t like nature that much, he wasn’t that type of person. Luckily for him, his maternal grandfather was a bit of a computer and electronics fanatic, and he had Tyler working on circuit boards and keyboards from the time he was six. By the time high school rolled around, Tyler was already well equipped and comfortable with technology. High school, more importantly, was when magic was introduced into the curriculum. At this point, Tyler started to do research on his own. Really, who could blame him? Magic was, and is, pretty cool — and he was a bright boy, he could figure some stuff out on his own. By the time college rolled around, he was really only interested in three things: magic, technology, and magi-tech. He wants to be a super-star, like Tony Stark, and contribute to society via tech.[/indent][/indent] [hr][hr] [center][h3][color=slategray]The Extras[/color][/h3][/center] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Familiar:[/b][/color] A small tabby cat named Theodore. Theodore spends a lot of his time trying to push Tyler to go outside and meet people. This largely fails.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Societies:[/b][/color] Human Magic Society Computer Society Leads video games at the Lofts[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Sports:[/b][/color] [list][*]Haha[/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Organizations:[/b][/color] [list][*]None[/list][/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Part time job at a Radio Shack[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Relationship Status:[/b][/color] Very, very single.[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Years in College:[/b][/color] 2[/indent][/indent] [indent][indent][color=0be290][b]Major:[/b][/color] Comp Sci/Magi Technologies[/indent][/indent][/hider]