Coppola, Parker James

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Parker James Coppola



beyond the hourglass, 100 years have passed

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soon the stage enacts the fallen stars
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NAME: Rae
AGE: Seventeen, Eighteen on June Eighth
EXPERIENCE: About 6 or 7
WHO YOU PLAY: n/a
HOW TO CONTACT YOU: AIM : Revengeancex3 or Email: [e-mail]
HOW YOU FOUND US: RPG Collection

used in pictures in this page of our bleeding hearts
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FULL NAME: Parker James Coppola
AGE: 17
NICKNAME(S): no
BIRTHDAY: October 31, 1991
ZODIAC: Scorpio
HOMETOWN: Huntington Beach, CA
DESIRED HOUSE: Ravenclaw
STUDENT JOB:
BLOODLINE:,lycanthropic (Nagah/ Snake)
SEXUALITY: Straight

i've made peace with god and burned the sage
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HEIGHT: 5’9”
WEIGHT: 145 pounds
BODY TYPE: muscular
HAIR COLOR: black
HAIR STYLE: Straight hair that falls in Parkers eyes so, it’s an in between length that is usually hidden underneath a hat or placed in a faux hawk.
EYE COLOR: Emerald Green
PIERCINGS: Septum,Snakebites, Gauged Ears
TATTOOS: Leg: Sparrow with dagger through it
Index finger: purple and red coffin
Behind ear: Anaheim Angel logo
Back Piece: Vengeance with a seven underneath like a jersey
Right Arm: Decapitated Woman
Left Arm: Scull with wings
Chest Piece: Scull with wings

PLAY BY: Zacky Vengeance

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and drank the poison from the lake
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LIKES: Metal music.Piercings .Tattoos .Art .Drawing .Guitars .Ink .Paint .Needles .Smoking .Drinking . Daniels .Women .Warm temperatures .Rain.Rocks.Rocky terrain .Hot climates.learning.
DISLIKES: Cold,Snobby women ,Rude people , Needy/Clingy Women ,Country Music ,Snow ,Strong emotion ,Potions,Big animals
STRENGTHS:Loud music .Thinking .Planning things out .Cunning mentality .Organization .Calmness
WEAKNESSES: Women.Alcohol .Parties .Silence .Cigarettes .Aggression.Artwork
HABITS/QUIRKS: When Parker is nervous he’ll bite on his piercings. Running his hands through his hair often happens when he’s upset or annoyed. Finally He bites on the inside of his lip when he’s thinking…well hard enough.
FEARS: Dying .Being Alone.Opening up to people

PERSONALITY:
Parker is very rough around the edges. He’s a hardcore drinker and smoker. Once you get on his bad side it should be a miracle if you get on his good side. Yes, he holds grudges and he sleeps perfectly fine at night. His inner self under the rough exterior is one of a kind man. Befriend him and he’ll stick with you till the end until you screw him over. His love is enduring and never ending especially for art, music and occasionally a certain woman.

A confusing man none the less, his work comes at the top of his priority list because it’s what he loves to do. His intellectual level is one of philosophers, most still look up to him rather than down for his smart outlooks on life and, great amounts of knowledge he’s learned on his own. His love for learning and books is not often shown to many. He spends his nights up late reading textbooks, fantasy ,drama, mystery anything he can grab on to. While through the day he’ll fulfill his heart’s passion of drawing and writing.

i've fallen down, but never give up

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MOTHER: Alice (42)
FATHER: Kevin (44)
SIBLINGS: Zina: 23
Matthew: 26
OTHER FAMILY:N/A
HISTORY:
Parker was always the favorite in the Coppola household. Zina and Matthew always tied for second place. Parker showed potential to be the first Coppola to ever succeed in life. Why wouldn’t Alice be proud of him? Her son was smart and it showed. Kevin although found a sense of hate in his son. The sight of him made a fire grow inside of him. The fact that Parker looked different than all of his siblings caused suspicion in the young alcoholic father. Bottles surrounded the man all empty. The smell was heavy in the room one that could burn the inside of nostrils with one sniff of the air. Parker remembered that night. A mere nine years old. Young parker attempted to watch television with his father. His black hair stuck in his emerald green eyes. Abruptly, his father stood up and smashed a bottle down, breaking it into thousands of pieces. Looking up with tears in his eyes his father yelled in slurs and his hand found parker’s face.

Alone. His mother now alone, Parker felt as though it was his fault. His father left that night and Parker was a heartbroken child. His mother now a single parent, Parker attempted to focus on studies but got bored of them. By the age of 9 he found he was something different. Most of his friends were older than he. Acting along in their restless and ruthless behavior Parker became quite the rebel. Out on a chilly October night the week before his birthday. Parker was with his friends as usual. Although they were now older and in different schools he still spoke with them. They were at the local park. Parker sitting on top of the monkey bars noticed something strange about his friends that night “C’mon guys, what’s wrong with you guys?” Looking up at the full moon for some time he heard his friends go silent. What is going on? They’re usually so loud. Jumping off the monkey bars he noticed his friends were all gone. A hiss was heard from underneath him, a yellow snake one quite big for the forest sat in front of Parker ready to strike. Parker, while walking away fell to the ground as he saw the yellow python attached to his leg.
He couldn’t keep the secret long from his family. Parker soon refused to go to school and stayed at home. Nothing could get Parker to leave his home except for the one fateful day where a small envelope flew through his bedroom window. His acceptance into Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Parker could only accept the offer to be with others who were different just like him. Parker had set off to his new life.

Seven years later and Parker can control his lycanthrope self. Each year at Hogwarts kept him happy and learning more and more. Meeting back with his old friends at home who too were lycanthropes Parker found his rebellious ways once more. Getting tattoos and piercings. Now seventeen years old Parker is almost at the end of his education at Hogwarts.

create what was left behind, it was you

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HAVE YOU READ THE RULES:
SECRET WORD: mallypwnsyou.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE: This is from a different lycanthrope RP.

Parker slithered back and forth to get somewhat used to his snake form. It’s like putting on a new shoe; you need to break it in first. Parker stayed at the bottom of the rock. He could sense Cherish’s uneasy feeling about the snake. He was somewhat big but Parker knew he looked bad ass. She heard him ask for her not to get any closer but Parker obviously wouldn’t listen. He brought himself closer and closer to her but with each move forward he paused for her to get used to his presence. Something Parker wouldn’t do for anyone.

He slithered up far enough to where there was no where else except her body. Beginning at her middle where basically her lower torso was he started to slither up. He stopped right by her stomach and looked up at her almost as though asking permission. No doubt he could feel her being all stiff he really didn’t care. He began to slither up her arm as she kept almost perfectly still. Doing well for being scared of snakes He climbed up to the point where he was draped around her shoulders almost as if he were one of those fur animals people wear on their shoulders. His head was on her right shoulder as he placed it against her pale skin almost as if he were taking a nap. The sun shone on his scales making his feel quite warm just the way he liked it whilst being a snake.

please put the final nail in this coffin
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