CROSS, caleb christopher

[caleb]

CALEB CHRISTOPHER CROSS
look at this photograph
every time I do it makes me laugh

NICKNAMES: 
GENDER: male
ANIMAL: florida panther 
SEXUALITY: bisexual
AGE: eighteen
GRADE: senior
SCHEDULE: 

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

LIKES: cameras, the art of photography, nature, peace, quiet, novels, family, wildlife photography, movie theaters, popcorn, cotton candy, up-beat music

DISLIKES: being alone, being without his camera, loud things, the death of his family, pretzels, drive-ins, rap music, motels, bugs of all kinds

HOBBIES: photography, photography, photography

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

Caleb hasn't always kept to himself. There was a time, when he was young, where he had bountiful amounts of friends. When his family died in the tragic accident that devastated him. A fire that erupted in his home one night. It happened a the summer before high-school. He was moved out to Florida to live with his uncle, the only family he had left. Since then he has kept to himself and focused most his attention on photography.

With a photo, you can learn a whole story. He figured if he didn't get attached to anyone, if something happened, he wouldn't be emotionally damaged. Of course he has always wanted friends again or to fall in love, but his fear has gotten the best of him. He has yet, to have his first kiss or anything else.

He is average when it comes to intelligence. Though he has never applied himself to schoolwork, unless it's photography. Caleb is a very simple person. There is nothing much to him. 

THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL.

Secretly wants to fall in love and have a relationship. A long relationship. Of course he knows he will probably gave his heart broken at least once. Oh, not to mention he hasn't even had a kiss or more.

He is deathly afraid of bees, yellow jackets, hornets, and wasps. He has had a few incidents.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: mikah
YOUR GENDER: male
RP EXAMPLE:

Caleb arrived at the lake. He had walked from school to the lake to get a few photographs before the sun set. He had less than an hour before the sun would fall and night would take over. He hated taking pictures at night, because they wouldn't show all the tiny details of a picture taken in daylight. He approached the edge of the lake and sat down. He had brought a bag along with him that contained one of his cameras, a pencil, some paper, and a bottle of water. He removed the camera from the bag and viewed his surroundings. He was interested in a possible candidate for his photographs. He spotted a green tree frog resting on a log in the water near the shore. The creature was a perfect candidate for his first photograph of the afternoon. He lifted up the camera and aimed the lens. He zoomed in to enhance the visibility of the frog. He lifted his finger and put it onto the button that would capture the photograph. Then it jumped away. He sighed.

He rested the camera on his lap and pulled out the bottle of water. After he twisted off the cap he poured some of the clear liquid into his mouth. It was common for an animal to leave the aim of the camera before he could capture the moment. Nearly a quarter of the time, the end resulted the same way. A small chuckle was release from his throat. He couldn't help, but laugh at his own misfortune.

Then he caught sight of it again. The tree frog had hopped onto the log once again. He concluded that the log must have been special to the small green creature if it would return back so soon. He lifted his camera and steadied the image. It was better than before because he was faced a different direction than Caleb. He didn't let the moment escape him for the second time. He quickly pressed the button that would capture the moment. He had been successful. The I age was perfect. It had brightened the mood of his terribly boring day. Once again, he had failed at opening up to people. He kept to himself and strayed from the large groups. Today, he had at least the company of a interesting novel about a group of teenagers who accidentally caused a terrible disaster that killed several people. The entire book was about them trying to hide what they had done.

He looked around, nobody was there. Perfect. He didn't want the arrival of someone to spoil his visit to the lake. He knew it wouldn't truly spoil it, but he would have to quickly leave to avoid a conversation. He wondered what about the death of his family and the movement to Florida to live with his uncle had made him socially anorexic. 

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[Reptilian Rissa]

♛ ACCEPTED !
welcome to sabal palm private high, caleb!
do not forget to stake your claims.