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    Name: Chandler Matthews

    Nickname: Chan

    Age: 16

    Gender: Male

    Sexuality: Straight

    Personality: He's very snappy towards other people, mainly to the doctors. But he's very protective of the people he loves.

    Appearance: He looks rough, with black circles under his blue eyes because he's not getting enough sleep, and short brown hair.

    Parents: Benny Matthews (father) and Missy Matthews (mother)

    Siblings: Open

    History(not optional): He's never got along with his parents, and when they brought him to the asylum he feels they abandoned him. He had a rough childhood, then when he was 12 he got involved in the wrong crowd.

    Disorders/Phobias: Depression, anxiety, depersonalization, psychotic, claustrophobic, agoraphobic, insomnia

    Reason(s) why your in here: He almost killed his parents because they didn't like who he was hanging out with.

    Friends: Open

    Enemies: Open

    Interests: Being alone

    Hobbies: Writing poetry

    Talents: He can play piano, but doesn't think he's any good, and he can also play a little guitar.

    Other: None.

    Plot ideas: None at the moment.


    I hope that's good enough.

    i think what your describing for chandler is sociopathic tendencies. Psychopaths don't really care weather their parents agree those are the friends he can hang out with. Sociopaths are the ones like that. In contrst psychopaths would do it just because the want to, or would rather manipulate them. That being said psychopaths have no connection or care for other people and cannot forge true friendships, while sociopaths can identify, connect and love, but their conscience is weaker and more likely to do the whole wrong things for the right reasons


    sorry not criticizing just my oppinion pleeeease don't kill me.

    I'm not gonna kill you, but thank you! I couldn't remember what it was called!

    Name: Chandler Smith

    Age: 20

    Gender: Male

    Personality: He is sweet, kind, and down to earth. He tries to always be careful, and he's a fast talker, so if you don't listen you might miss what he says.

    Hobbies: He likes to write

    History: He's a little young to have a drinking problem, but ever since he hung out with friends for his 18th birthday, he's been addicted to alcohol.




    Chandler was laying crossways on his bed, staring up at the ceiling. His girlfriend, Amelia, had invited him to a party. He liked to party, but he wasn't looking forward to going. He stood up slowly, then walked over to his closet. He wasn't going to get dressed up just for Amelia, so he dug through his closet to find a shirt. His phone beeped meaning that Amelia probably wanted to text to make sure he was still going. He groaned, then walked over to where it was on the nightstand and unplugged it from the charger, then glanced at the text. He was right, Amelia did text him. "Hey," she texted. "Don't forget to pick me up tonight." He rolled his eyes, then tossed the phone on the bed. Just because they were dating was no sign that he just had to pick her up, but he didn't text her back and decided to just dress up in a blue t-shirt, and maybe a pair of gray pants.

    Chandler had taken a quick shower, then quickly threw on the clothes he had picked out. He walked back over to his bed so he could sit down for a minute. He picked his phone up, deciding to text Amelia back. "Got it!" He texted. He glanced at his watch. He had maybe a couple of hours before the party. He laid back on the bed to wait. He hoped to make a new friend tonight, since he was tired of just having Amelia to talk too. Receiving a text brought his mind back to the present. He glanced at his phone. "Come on over, and we'll hang out at my house until time to go." Amelia had texted. He reluctantly got up, then walked out of his bedroom. On the table beside the front door, he grabbed his keys, then walked out of the house.

    Chandler pulled up at the house, then glanced at Amelia. "This where the party is?" He asked softly. Amelia nodded, as she got out of the car. He turned the engine off, then got out. Amelia grabbed his hand in hers. "Come on!" She said excitedly, pulling him towards the house. "They have a bar over there if you want a drink, I need to find someone else who I invited, if they are even here yet." She smiled, walking off. He watched her leave, then headed towards the bar where she had pointed to.

    Chandler just smiled at her. "Hey, there." He thought a moment about what he wanted. "Whatever drink is the strongest, and for you to save me a dance," he smirked. "Just kidding on that last one." He fiddled nervously with his hands. "So, you here with anyone?" He asked, trying to be as friendly as she had been. He watched her for a moment as he was waiting patiently. "So what's a pretty girl like you doing working at a party instead of having fun?"

    Chandler chuckled. "I wanted to stay home tonight and drink, but my girlfriend, Amelia, made me come to this party then she ditched me." He took a quick drink. "Oh, by the way, I'm Chandler," he introduced himself, quickly finishing his drink off. "I need another." He was silent for a moment, until he decided to speak again. "You like to meet people, huh? Got a boyfriend yet?"

    Chandler watched her. She seemed very friendly, so maybe they can be friends? He took a drink, averting his gaze away from her. "So, do you think there's a fine line between love and lust?" He asked, glancing back at her. He chuckled nervously, taking another drink. "So, uhm.. want to hangout sometime?" He asked, finishing his drink. "We could grab a coffee or something?" He shook his head. "Maybe not. Amelia probably wouldn't like that."

    Chandler glanced at the empty glass. "Favorite genre of music, huh?" He smirked, then glanced at her. "I like a lot of music genres. Like Rock, pop, soft rock, country.." he thought a moment. "What are yours?" He asked, glancing back at his empty glass.


    (Sorry, muse a bit low.)

    Chandler Matthews

    Depression-long periods of sadness than can be treated with therapy and medication. It has a long list of symptoms and signs, as in feeling worthless/hopeless, loss interest in things one use to enjoy, possible suicidal thoughts.

    anxiety-nervous behavior where your feeling jittery and anxious. One of the signs of this is shakiness and possible weakness.

    depersonalization-a feeling where you just don't feel real, like one is an outsider observing one's body.

    psychotic-I should probably change this one to sociopathic tendency, which is where you hate what people think and set out to hurt them without a care in the world.. or something like that anyways.

    claustrophobic-fear of enclosed spaces which includes closets, elevators, and small rooms.

    agoraphobic-pretty much the fear of everything.

    insomnia-long periods of being sleepless, signs including 48 hours of no sleep or waking up often while sleeping.


    If I got something wrong, don't be afraid to let me know.

    Chandler was laying cross way on the bed staring up at the ceiling. He had slept for a few hours this morning, but then woke up. He moved his hand in front of his face to glance at it. He slowly sat up to sit on the edge of the bed. He stared absently at the wall, then stood up to pace the floor. He hadn't really been here all that long, maybe like two or three months, but he already wanted to leave.. but then go where? He couldn't really go back home after what he tried to do, and he also couldn't hang out with his so called "friends". He shook his head to clear it. This all seemed like a dream to him, like he wasn't really here.

    This probably won't get many replies, but I'm still going to post anyways. I really want to do a fandom rp, if I can find someone who shares my love for one of the below fandoms. By the way, I try to post a paragraph with each post, but sometimes my muse is just low. I can do private or public threads, it really makes no difference for me, and I normally play the guy, but I can also play the girl too. So, lets get down to business.


    Fandoms I enjoy:

    F.R.I.E.N.D.S. (My current obsession, so I would be overjoyed if someone picked this.)

    Days of Our Lives (my favorite soap opera)

    Henry Danger

    The Thundermans

    The Middle

    Last Man Standing (sort of)


    Before anyone asks, I don't watch Harry Potter or the Hunger Games or Twilight..


    Oh, I will also do celebrities. Welp, that's it!!