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[size=11pt]male && 19 && optimistic
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; font-family: baskerville old face; font-size: 9pt; color: black; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; width: 300px;][b]nickname ] The usual nickname he gets is Prince, but only people he is comfortable with may call him that. He would sometimes be teased in school for his name, the other children assuming he was rich, snobbish, or stuck-up because of his name, but that was the minority portion of his peers.
d.o.b ] September 14, 1996
height ] 6'2"
weight ] 168 lbs.
hair color ] light brown, like creamy milk chocolate
eye color ] baby blue, like the hue of the sky when the sun is at its highest.
body modifications ] princeton wears a long neck chain with his birthstone on it, which was given to him by his mother before she passed away. he's never taken it off since, typically letting it hang inside of his shirt if it gets in the way.
he's been planning on getting a tattoo at some point.
power enhanced synesthesia. synesthesia is the neurological phenomenon of simultaneously perceiving two or more senses together, such as tasting music or smelling color. in princeton's case, he can see sound (including music, voices, alarms, etc.) as colored waves/shapes/patterns/amorphous blobs as well as seeing a colored aura around a person based on their personality and emotions. princeton has had these traits ever since birth, but as he grew older, he found he could strengthen it and use it practically. lately, he's been figuring out if he can somehow manipulate the colors around him, though he's had little progress as of late. however, the power does have drawbacks. because princeton's world is constantly putting on a colorful show, he gets overloaded rather easily. not only that, but loud sounds/music/yelling has the tendency to take over princeton's sight to where he can't see anything but the overwhelming mess of colors. when either of those things happen, princeton has to go someplace quiet to collect himself and feel okay again. he can also feel somewhat disoriented by being in large crowds because of the colors all around him. [I have these two types of synesthesia myself, so I have experience to draw from while writing!]
sexuality ] bisexual
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appearance ] princeton is a tall and somewhat lanky individual, standing at a height of six feet and two inches. he doesn't have very much body fat or muscle on him to speak of, which results in him being physically weaker than most boys his age. he does have some physical strength and muscle, just not as much as the average nineteen old. He has defined and somewhat delicate features, with his big blue eyes and thin mouth. his milk chocolate colored hair is typically swept to the side and a little unruly, never lying completely flat nor behaving as he wants it to. princeton's toothy grin is bright, and he's often seen with a close-mouthed smile as his default expression. his aforementioned eyes are constantly observing, taking in the environment around him, and when he's looking at the colors from his synesthesia, princeton's bright blue eyes seem to dart around to watch what others cannot see. princeton's hands are paradoxes of eloquence and ruggedness, seemingly thin and fragile yet strong in their own right. his skin is more on the ivory side thanks to his skin's apparent inability to actually tan, though he doesn't mind that aspect of himself very much.
personality ] ♦ friendly optimist
simply put, princeton sees the glass half-full. he can usually find the positive parts of a situation and easily focuses on them to keep himself motivated and thinking clearly. too much negativity can be detrimental for him, and if he gets too somber, princeton tends to withdraw so far into himself that he has trouble coming out on his own. he's rather quick to try and motivate others by spreading positivity. despite some things princeton has had to go through in life, he remains fairly friendly and open to forming bonds with others. he is a firm believer that nobody truly wants to be all alone forever, and because he knows what it's like to be isolated like that, princeton makes a clear point to be the kind smile that some people might need every so often. granted, he doesn't bear his soul to everybody he meets, but he's certainly not one to close off his true emotions or thoughts to others.
♦ daydreamer
while he may find motivation comes easily to him, the ability to focus tends to slip through his fingers. princeton tends to lose himself in his thoughts and stay within the confines of his imagination for far too long. more often than not, he just zones out, either while thinking or watching the colors of his synesthesia dance before him. he usually needs to be brought down to earth when his mind wanders, though if it's a task he's interested in, then princeton will work diligently until his building ideas begin to overtake his work ethic. despite his daydreamer status, princeton is not naive and knows what is and isn't realistic.
♦ perceptive & sensitive
it's mostly because of his synesthesia, but princeton is highly perceptive to how others around him feel and can easily read the atmosphere of a situation. for example, if a person's color is hazy or dull, that person is more often than not either physically sick or highly troubled. even without the colored cues, princeton can also read facial expressions and body language well to know how a person is probably actually feeling. however, sarcasm goes right over his head. he's sensitive as well, but this quality is a double-edged sword. while princeton can easily empathize/sympathize with people because of it, he is also prone to getting his feelings hurt, even if it was unintentional. he often has to unpack what was said or done that hurt his feelings, analyzing it to death to determine if he was being sensitive or if his hurt feelings were justified.
history ] princeton grew up as the only child of the wimbish family. while they were by no means wealthy, the family of three somehow made ends meet, but that became increasingly harder to do when princeton's mother's health began to deteriorate and medical bills piled up fast. it began with just a few coughing fits and headaches that were easy enough to treat with medication, but the symptoms gradually became worse and worse. eventually, her body became riddled with infections and ultimately shut down completely. before she passed, however, she gave princeton the necklace with his birthstone on it as an early present for his ninth birthday, as she wouldn't be around for the actual date. her death had hit princeton and his father hard, his father more so. after her passing, princeton's father did his best to raise the boy. his father loved him very much, but he was awkward with princeton and didn't really know how to connect with the boy like mrs. wimbish could. as a result, princeton found himself rather lonely a vast majority of his childhood. sure, he had his friends at school, but they didn't interact with him as much outside of school. to combat this, he began to pick up many hobbies and adapt his personality to being friendly and charismatic in vain attempts to close the gaping hole in his heart that his mother's death left. among the many hobbies he tried, princeton was highly drawn to playing volleyball and soccer as well as making music on the piano, violin, and guitar. his father was proud of his son's talents and accomplishments, and because the music seemed to make his aging father happy, princeton pursued it even further.
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family ] Alexandria Wimbish -- mother (deceased), Martin Wimbish -- father (living)
friends ] Vanessa Grey
foes ] open
crush ] open
boy-girlfriend ] open
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faceclaim ] ross o'donovan
activity ] 8/10
muse ] 7/10
roleplay sample ]
the polished black surface of the grand piano was practically calling to him, and princeton found his feet moving on their own accord to the large instrument. he hadn't played very much as of late with all the schoolwork he had, but the sleek ivory keys appeared to be begging to be graced by his fingers. princeton situated himself on the piano bench, cracking his knuckles before his blue eyes scanned the keys. now that he was here, where should he start? myriads of songs to play came to his mind instantly, but he pushed them to the side, because there was something he had to check first.. princeton's eyes rested on the middle C key, and he tentatively pressed it. as soon as the note played, a familiar burst of cobalt blue appeared in the open air. princeton found himself smiling at the color, satisfied that the piano was still in tune. with a breath of purpose, princeton's fingers went to the keys to play dance of the sugar plum fairy by Tchaikovsky , and as soon as his fingertips touched ivory, it was like he went on autopilot. he'd played that piece so many times that he practically knew it by heart, and as he played, the colors that he knew so intimately came to life before his eyes. pale streaks of pink, orbs of sharp cerulean, whisps of seafoam green, and small bright flashes of white all danced before his vision, and through the music and colors, princeton had never felt more at home. his heart filled with joy from the stimuli, even daring to close his eyes since his fingers knew exactly where to go from playing the song more times than he could count. now he focused on the colors, and their consistency assured him that the keys he hit were correct.
that is, until one of his fingers slipped and hit a wrong note. a jarring, bright orange burst broke the spring-esque color scheme he was used to when the incorrect note played, and princeton opened his eyes in surprise. sure enough, one of his fingers was resting on the wrong key. princeton sighed with a half-smile on his face, simply correcting his hands before continuing. after all, even professionals made mistakes like that well into their careers, so princeton wasn't bothered by his mistake. he began to play again, and his world was once again engulfed in music and color.
other ] i believe that's it!
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