[centre] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210830/73fd38bcd7398c462d4aa11b637e145c.png[/img][hr] [/centre] [hider=Sidney Sharpe][color=18BED3][CENTER][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/210830/20e75bc0443ee603944b3cb2fd46778a.png[/img][/CENTER] [hr][table][row][/row][row][cell][center][img]https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/631126078148050944/881692268090769418/429-4290074_anime-guy-with-camera-hd-png-download.png_1.png?width=640&height=676[/img] [color=18BED3][sup]___________________________________[/sup][/color] [sub][COLOR=SILVER] Sidney Thomas Sharpe, 27 [color=18BED3][sup]________________________________________________________________________________________[/sup][/color] Haddington, Scotland [color=18BED3][b]|[/b][/color] Absolutely not from Delta City [color=18BED3][b]|[/b][/color] [color=18BED3][sup]___________________________________[/sup][/color][/COLOR][/sub][/center] [hider=][indent][sub][b]▼ E X T R A I N F O R M A T I O N[/b][/SUB] [sup][color=24D7D4]▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔[/color] [COLOR=18BED3]► [B]DOB[/B][COLOR=SILVER] - 22/09/1961[/COLOR] ► [B]Height[/B][COLOR=SILVER] - 5'11" / 181cm[/COLOR] ► [b]Weight[/b][COLOR=SILVER] - 169 lbs / 77.8kg[/COLOR] ► [b]Hair Color[/b][COLOR=SILVER] - Blackish-Brown[/COLOR] ► [b]Eye Color[/b][COLOR=SILVER] - Amber[/COLOR] ► [b]Occupation[/b][COLOR=SILVER] - Freelance / Newspaper-leased Photographer[/COLOR] ► [b]Zodiac Sign[/b][COLOR=SILVER] - Virgo[/COLOR] [/COLOR][/SUP] [color=#2e2c2c]-[/color][/indent][/hider] [/cell][cell][b][sub]D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E[/sub][/b] [color=SILVER][indent] Sidney, or Sid, is quite a lean-looking individual. He's not a skeleton by any means but he hasn't the thickest of builds. It bothers him very little, he's of a healthy weight and has the energy in him to go at his job for hours on end. The energetic side of him isn't reflected in the somewhat lazily kept blackish-brown hair upon his scalp. But at the very least, he isn't the type to look too scruffy, fashion and natural features in mind. On the contrary, his facial hair at least seems pretty well-trimmed. On the topic of fashion, Sid has an affinity for very bland clothing. Plain drab button shirts, with a little single-colour jacket or the occasional coloured puffer vest, of which je promises it wasn't another Marty McFly-inspired sign of the times. No, he's quite adamant that he got there first. Other than that, his profession has never required anything more than presentable casual-wear. Sure, a tie for the occasional meeting with someone important, but a full-piece suit is a hard fit for his wardrobe. Occasionally, a more homely UK/European brand comes and goes on his apparel, but with the least-flashy clothes on the market, it can't exactly be that easy to tell the difference.[/indent][/color][/cell][/row][/table][color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]P E R S O N A L I T Y[/sub][/b] [INDENT][color=SILVER] If there's one thing certain about Sidney, it's that opportunism pays the bigger bills. The odd vacancy and uncertain income has made for a reluctantly adventurous individual, who - in dire times - is willing to plunge his photographic skills into different industries. Stress is all but natural to the job, but he persists with an energetic press onwards through life. He wouldn't describe himself as competitive, but if it means getting a second chance to keep at what he does, then it's not an entirely incorrect perception of his on-site work ethic. Then again, he does at least try to keep his ego far at bay, not that there's too much of it to begin with in the professional scene. And what is he like outside of the Delta City Times cutthroat hours on capturing the next headline in film? Well, it's quite relaxed. He enjoys the sort of quiet moments when he can, but he was never impartial to the lively scene of Delta's music limelight, or even the lesser known street motorsports that make light on the rarity. Always a spectator, though. To be a participant can sometimes require a nudge and pinch from the odd acquaintance or friend, but it's never like he regrets it too much - so long as no harm comes to himself. Then again, he can't help but feel a little disheartened by his occasional financial struggles. The cheap apartment and bikeless motorcycle license keeps him in that needless desire to try and succeed. And with that comes friends, making the right and wrong calls on the people around him. He's an outsider by blood, for sure, but to maintain connections is always a point of interest. The odd cheek and jabs of a friendly lad has given the wrong impression before, but at least with his faded accent he doesn't suffer from communication efforts, allowing for him to socialise comfortably with others. [/color][/INDENT] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]L I K E S & D I S L I K E S[/sub][/b] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][color=18BED3][u]Likes:[/u][/color] [color=SILVER][INDENT]► Some cheeky spectating ► Motorcycles ► Nature Walks ► Travelling ► Review Writing ► Night life ► Actually being able to afford rent [/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][color=18BED3][u]Dislikes:[/u][/color] [color=SILVER][INDENT]► Controlled environments ► City inaccessibility ► Those people who always start with "you have an accent, don't you?" ► Being static ► Cluttered spaces ► The god-forsaken heat ► Spicy foods ► Being unable to afford rent, again [/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]B I O G R A P H Y[/sub][/b] [color=SILVER][INDENT]Come the age of boredom, birth and infancy. Sidney Thomas Sharpe was raised in the town of Haddington, over the pond, off to the East of the much more recognisable Edinburgh. Was a quiet life, so to speak. A mum from Hertfordshire, southern-english bred, and a father from the very town itself - all things were as sweet and sound as they could be. For the first half, he was just a boy who took to the streets after school to avoid the odd detention from the headmaster, but it wasn't until his family was gifted a 1972 Olympus OM-1 camera that the budding personality was caught between white still frames. At first it was just a nice techy-addition to the Sharpe's, but when his mother grew less protective of it four years later, Sid found himself able to sneak off away to capture all the moments he could, until the film ran out of course. It was a great commodity for the local area, and on the rare months when he got more film, be it on a blizzardly Christmas morning or family gathering, he became far more interested in capturing the aesthetics of the world, rather than just battling his mates for the cheesiest pose. Sid's passion had come into full fruition by the age of sixteen; the blossom of all things characterised. The liberation of an enthusiastic parent at least guided his passion onward, and he kept the camera going, even so far as to scrounge together change for repairs if it lost its way, until the lifespan ended with his rather expensive venture: and off he went, in 1980, to the Melbourne Photography Studies College, all the way on the other side of the globe. To his luck, the career professions of his parents were enough to see him escape the stone homes of his lovely town to the most blistering heats he'd ever known. And there he studied, furthering his desire to be a photographer in the brutal game of life. He never quite achieved top of his class, but in witnessing Australia's prime photographers achieve respected awards, he grew to understand the grandiose potential of riding the tide to success. He ended his education pretty anti-climactically, but it soon picked up when a fellow classmate, Roger, asked if he wanted to take the plunge towards the states for the opportunities of a lifetime: freelance photography in the cities of lights, skyscrapers and business. And that very decision took him to the gates of Delta City, where the at the bottom-life began. They rented out a criminally cheap apartment, not to say it was of much quality, and made their days' earnings by offering their services to small companies, assisting in advertisement campaigns and on the one occasion, a single submission to the Delta City Times. Now, Max eventually cut his losses after stringing himself up with the worse crowds available, and without so much of a word he hightailed it to another state, where whether he remained in country or not was a mystery. This left a now lonely Sidney to take on 1985 on his own, and though he suffered dearly, by 1986, he at least gave himself some security when he took on a job at the Delta City Times, one in which he was temporarily fired from until being rehired in 1987. It took him to the street races for photos on freelance duty, to the scenes of criminal aftermaths and before several celebrities, yet he felt the pressure of a high demand weigh him down. And without much of a trusting social circle, he set his eyes on a contingency plan should the Delta City Times drop him on another dime. [/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]S P E C I A L T A L E N T[/sub][/b] [color=SILVER][INDENT] [color=silver][b]The Fly on the Wall:[/b][/color] Time behind the camera can be a lonesome exercise. Sure you meet a lot of people, but he's never found the ones who stick around enough to become a part of his life, for better or for worse. At the least, he's a perceptive lad with a knack for artistic photographic detail. Maybe it's pretentious, yet he doesn't big himself up as being so.[/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]F A M I L Y[/sub][/b] [color=SILVER][INDENT] ► [color=18BED3] Benjamin Sharpe[/color] (Father - Passed Away in 1987) ► [color=18BED3] Herman Charpentier[/color] (Mother)[/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]R E L A T I O N S[/sub][/b] [color=SILVER][INDENT]To be updated as RP develops [/INDENT][/color] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]F A V O U R I T E S O N G[/sub][/b] [centre][youtube]https://youtu.be/zs6ZafVG5qM[/youtube][/centre] [color=#2e2c2c]---[/color][b][sub]C S 2 | P.I.S.[/sub][/b] [hider=Player Interaction Scale][color=Silver]Sitting around a nice, comfortable: [h3][b]3.[/b][/h3][/color][/hider] [hr][color=#2e2c2c]-A Template by Load Wraith[/color][/COLOR][/hider] [hider=About the Player:] [color=silver][b]► Age:[/b] 20 [b]► Where in the world:[/b] England [b]► How many years writing/roleplaying:[/b] Nine years (I got an early start) [b]► How often can I post:[/b] Usually once or twice a week, but uni tends to fluctuate that availability a bit. [b]► Anything else:[/b] I'm a university student first and foremost, but I published a novel recently so that's fun. Do some music shindigs on the side, quite a lot of bass, bit of synth too.[/color][/hider] sorry yam this is my template mr anderson my template