maine de sala, esq. • student

[maine de sala, esq ;*]

maine de sala, esq., bear

currently-redhead oddball with rather dangerous impulses
roleplayed by bear

NAME – maine de sala, esq.

GENDER – female, but i prefer male pronouns.

AGE – nineteen.

GRADE – freshman.

MAJOR – undecided.

RESIDENCE – dorms, but i often couch surf.

CURRENT JOB – unemployed, unless you'd count mooching as a job.

HOMETOWN – portland, oregon.



CLOTHING STYLE –

PHYSICAL STATURE –

HAIR/EYES –

[/b] hmm, okay. i'll start off with eyes; that's easier. my eyes are this dull olive color. not very exciting, right? yeah, i don't think so either. the only cool thing about them is the fact that the iris starts becoming a more yellow-green when you look closer to the pupil.

hair • as for my hair, it's red. for now. my natural hair color is blonde, which, i know, is really boring. but that's why i dye it frequently! (it's a good thing i'm blonde, too, because it makes dying so much easier.) in the past, it's been blue, purple, and brown. i've left it at red right now, and so far this is my favorite hair color.[/ul]

OTHER APPEARANCE –

GREATEST STRENGTH – willingness to try anything.

FAVORITE HOBBIES – drawing, singing & playing the guitar, making music, wandering around the city, collecting items that i find on the streets, reading, writing

THINGS THAT PLEASE –

TOUGHEST OBSTACLE – periodically gets random flashbacks, and i have to try to hide them if someone is around.

THINGS THAT DISPLEASE –

ORIENTATION – pansexal but aromantic for now.

PERSONALITY SUMMARY –

[/b] am i actually courageous, or am i just stupid? honestly, it's kind of difficult to say. sometimes it's one, and sometimes it's the other. if i see something as exciting, even if it's obviously dangerous, i'll probably go check it out, mess around with it, figure it out (or most likely not figure it out). regardless, i'll probably put my safety at risk at the price of something small. now that? that's stupidity hands down. but say someone else is in trouble and the situation is a little bit risky. most likely, i wouldn't be afraid of helping that other people even if it injured her. now is that courage? heck yes it is.

outspoken & loud-mouthed • i'm not afraid, of, well.. pretty much anything. that goes for other people's opinions of me. if i'm got something on my mind, i'll say, and i won't be afraid to say it either. i don't see it as my problem if someone doesn't like what i'm saying; i'm probably going to say it anyways. i also has a rather rude mouth, insulting others, calling them inappropriate names because they make me slightly angry... yeah, it's not really pretty.

independent • this can be one of my good trait.. and one of my bad ones. i know how to look after myself. i knew how to do that even when i was still young. i could cook my own food and take myself where i needed to be, whether that meant walking or biking. i don't need other people because i can look out for myself, and i'm perfectly fine if i don't have a companion for awhile. and the thing with me is that i'm fine if someone doesn't like me. if a person no longer wants to be my friend, then i shrugs it off and just drop the other person. it's really that simple for me. worrying about the details is something i don't do. the way i see it is that i survived without them before, so i can do it again. i'm a strong independent woman who don't need to other companion. queue finger snaps.

irresponsible • just because i'm independent and know how to take care of myself does not necessarily mean that i do. there are times when i go a few days at a time without eating mostly because i don't find it important enough in comparison to my traveling and explorations, or sometimes i don't because i'm just not in the mood to go out and get food. this isn't only with my food, though. this goes for other basic life needs -- like cleaning and sleeping. i won't sleep because i don't want to, or i'll sleep for hours upon hours on ends after days of sleep deprivation. my hair can also get pretty messy because i don't always wash it.
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INFLUENCES –

MOTIVATIONS –

HISTORY –

[/i] my history too well. but the guardian i live with has told me about my past.

childhood • i was born as andy in portland, oregon to a lovely woman and a wonderful man. i had a brother who was older than me by three years. i had a relative average childhood. we were a middle-class, able, white family. i had a wild imagination when i was a child, and i suppose i've kept that imagination. i would dress up and pretend to be an imagine creatures. one time i even dressed as a knight, and called myself andy de sala, esq. and the title kind of just stuck with me even until now. i joined kindergarten and went through school, always being that kind of unruly child. i had a few friends, but it was kind of difficult keeping friends because i wasn't exactly the nicest little kid on the playground.

teenage years • things got a bit rough when i got into middle school. apparently i got into the wrong crowd. i didn't do any drugs are anything yet, but i stayed out late -- late for a middle-schooler, anyways -- and i would sometimes sneak out. in high school it got worse. i started doing drugs, and i began drinking. i stayed out all night. things like that. i don't think i was doing anything wrong; it's not like i was hurting anyone. i think my parents got tired of it though and sent to to north carolina to live with my aunt and uncle. they hoped that i would be able to "straighten up." not much changed though. my name was probably the biggest change. i was getting tired of being called "andy", and i wanted something new especially since i was moving to a new place. it'd be perfect. thinking about all the names i could choose from, i picked maine. why? well, because i'd always wanted to visit that state, more than any other state america. so, from then on, that's what i went by. other than that, everything was pretty much the same. i did all the same things i used to do but with different people. then once with some people -- i wouldn't call them friends -- we were driving around town, and it wasn't the best idea because we were intoxicated. but we drove anyways, and we got into an accident. i wasn't seriously injured -- a few cuts here and there -- but i was unconscious for awhile. a few others and i were checked into a hospital. a a week or so later, i woke up. but lucky me, i couldn't remember anything. it was pretty confusing at first. i had to go back home with people were were supposedly my guardians, but i only went after an argument. i mean, would you go home with random strangers who claimed to be your aunt and uncle? yeah, i didn't think so.

now • i started my first year of college, thank goodness. i moved into my own dorm, even though i tend not to stay there. but my "aunt" and "uncle" were persistent in getting me one. sometimes i go to class, and sometimes i don't. it really all depends. i'm still trying to figure out who i am, even though the people who took me home told me about what happened. i'm a skeptic though, and i don't believe them. well, i mean, i do slightly, because it's a basis for what i'm looking for. but i'd much rather figure out who i am my own way.
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