Post by Alexander Anaheim on Jul 21, 2009 16:38:07 GMT -6
Name: Alexander Anaheim
Age: 28
Race: Human
Side: Good, though that can at times be ambiguous.
History:
Alexander Anaheim was born on December 16th, 1982, as one of those children born with the silver spoon so to speak. His father, Terry Anaheim was the founder of one of the worlds largest electronics manufacturers back in the 1960s, the beginning of modern Computer Scientist. This company is known as Anaheim Electronics, or AE for short. AE primarily manufactures computer components, processors, flash memory, and more. It also has subsidaries known as AE Energy, AE Mineral, and AE Defense. What those subcompanies specialise in is all in their names.
Alexander possessed a startling intellect and a rather keen mind, working his way through school at a rapidly, accelerated pace. He ended up at the Massecheusettes Institute of Technology at the age of 12. During his stay at MIT he has earned PhD doctorate degrees in the fields of Electrical Engineering, Mechanical Engineering, and Computer Science, with a fourth PhD in Theoretical Physics currently in progress. At age 19, his father Terry, was killed in a plane crash while en route from the AE headquarters in Los Angeles, to the regional office in Tokyo, Japan.
Alexander was immediately named successor, owner, and operator of Anaheim Electronics as it remains a hybrid company of privately owned and incorperated. For the last ten years, he has authored several papers in scientific journals, been the lead designer for most of AE's released computer technology and weapons designs, and is unfortunately, a workaholic. Most of his time is spent hunched over a computer screen somewhere, either at his mansion compound in Tranquility, home to an ungodly large automobile collection and a private race track, at AE's skunkworks, or at the corperate headquarters in Los Angeles.
Physical Description:
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 190lbs
Alexander has a medium build with medium tone, a body build of someone who takes the time to exersize, but not someone looking to become an athelete. He has a bit of muscle definition, such as a lean faint six pack, averaged sized arms and legs in terms of muscle structure.
He has blonde hair, done in a bowl cut style, though not long enough to go over his eyes or even his eyebrows. He is always absolutely clean shaven, almost to the point of obsession. His face could be described as handsome, perhaps cute, although he's not exactly Brad Pitt.
He takes the time to keep his appearance in order, but he's not known for the best fashion. Usually he wears rather nerdy shirts, a mario shirt, a shirt emblazoned with the likes of Lamborghini, Bugatti, Ford, Chevrolet, or some other auto manufactuer.
Jean shorts or Khaki shorts are his favorite wear in the decent weather of Tranquility, but he does find himself in a suit more often than he would like.
He wears a techno-marine watch almost at all times, and has thin-frame glasses on, as he is unable to have either laser eye surgery or corrective contacts due to having a prism in his vision( a condition where both eyes do not point in the right direction)
Likes: Cars, any and all, even the bad ones like the Cadillac Cimmaron, the Morris Morina, and others. He does like having the money to have all the toys he wants, but he doesnt go around wearing bling, or flaunting his wealth as much as possible.
He is an avid collector of engineering masterpieces, owning in his collection such cars as the Bugatti Veyron, or the Vector W8. His personal transportation over distance is a retired, but rebuilt Concorde previously owned by British Airways.
To be fair, if there is any vehicle an autobot wants as an alt form, he probably has it somewhere.
He adores science, it is his pride, and his passion. However, he likes finding these answers himself, or to a greater extent, with the help of someone else. But he absolutely detests the concept of technology being given to him. (more below)
Dislikes: He dislikes unnecessary coddling from the government or anyone else for that matter. Rules like seatbelt laws, or heat advisories, or any form of his life being dictated over from someone else.
He dislikes purposeful, and gratuitous shows of wealth, at least there is a reasoning behind what he rides around in.
He doesn't like the "Hollywood" aspect to his life, and finds being made to be a rich elitist rather distasteful.
Fears: Alzheimers, or any mental degeneration disease. He doesn't have a fear of death, but a fear of simply ceasing to exist.
He fears intellectual stagnation, spiders, and most creepy crawly bugs...he is a nerd after all.
Sample RP:
Redstorm pointed one of his arm cannons at Jeran.."Just...get out of here Jeran..I'm not stupid enough to start blasting away at shuttles we might every well end up needing. Get off this station and don't return, or next time I wont hesitate." he replied, turning around and slowly walking back towards the entrance of the bay, before looking over his shoulder.
"Dimitri is dead Jeran, he died twice: once when you pressed that
detonator, and the second time when was forced to live it all over
again. Make sure Jack gets command of the Gateway if you please, he's earned it, and here...take this; I don't think I need it anymore." he finished, tossing a small golden object into Vagabond's hand, his golden butane lighter, with CCCP and the hammer and sickle etched with ruby on either side.
Custom Title: "If you're not willing to earn the knowledge yourself, who have no business using it."
How did you find us: Google search for Transformers RP
RP Experience: Played several charachters in the yahoo group known as Transformers TNG, and Transformers TFON. I have also played on two Tekkaman RPGs, and a live IRC gundam RP before as well.
Password: Let's Roll
Age: 28
Race: Human
Side: Good, though that can at times be ambiguous.
History:
Alexander Anaheim was born on December 16th, 1982, as one of those children born with the silver spoon so to speak. His father, Terry Anaheim was the founder of one of the worlds largest electronics manufacturers back in the 1960s, the beginning of modern Computer Scientist. This company is known as Anaheim Electronics, or AE for short. AE primarily manufactures computer components, processors, flash memory, and more. It also has subsidaries known as AE Energy, AE Mineral, and AE Defense. What those subcompanies specialise in is all in their names.
Alexander possessed a startling intellect and a rather keen mind, working his way through school at a rapidly, accelerated pace. He ended up at the Massecheusettes Institute of Technology at the age of 12. During his stay at MIT he has earned PhD doctorate degrees in the fields of Electrical Engineering, Mechanical Engineering, and Computer Science, with a fourth PhD in Theoretical Physics currently in progress. At age 19, his father Terry, was killed in a plane crash while en route from the AE headquarters in Los Angeles, to the regional office in Tokyo, Japan.
Alexander was immediately named successor, owner, and operator of Anaheim Electronics as it remains a hybrid company of privately owned and incorperated. For the last ten years, he has authored several papers in scientific journals, been the lead designer for most of AE's released computer technology and weapons designs, and is unfortunately, a workaholic. Most of his time is spent hunched over a computer screen somewhere, either at his mansion compound in Tranquility, home to an ungodly large automobile collection and a private race track, at AE's skunkworks, or at the corperate headquarters in Los Angeles.
Physical Description:
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 190lbs
Alexander has a medium build with medium tone, a body build of someone who takes the time to exersize, but not someone looking to become an athelete. He has a bit of muscle definition, such as a lean faint six pack, averaged sized arms and legs in terms of muscle structure.
He has blonde hair, done in a bowl cut style, though not long enough to go over his eyes or even his eyebrows. He is always absolutely clean shaven, almost to the point of obsession. His face could be described as handsome, perhaps cute, although he's not exactly Brad Pitt.
He takes the time to keep his appearance in order, but he's not known for the best fashion. Usually he wears rather nerdy shirts, a mario shirt, a shirt emblazoned with the likes of Lamborghini, Bugatti, Ford, Chevrolet, or some other auto manufactuer.
Jean shorts or Khaki shorts are his favorite wear in the decent weather of Tranquility, but he does find himself in a suit more often than he would like.
He wears a techno-marine watch almost at all times, and has thin-frame glasses on, as he is unable to have either laser eye surgery or corrective contacts due to having a prism in his vision( a condition where both eyes do not point in the right direction)
Likes: Cars, any and all, even the bad ones like the Cadillac Cimmaron, the Morris Morina, and others. He does like having the money to have all the toys he wants, but he doesnt go around wearing bling, or flaunting his wealth as much as possible.
He is an avid collector of engineering masterpieces, owning in his collection such cars as the Bugatti Veyron, or the Vector W8. His personal transportation over distance is a retired, but rebuilt Concorde previously owned by British Airways.
To be fair, if there is any vehicle an autobot wants as an alt form, he probably has it somewhere.
He adores science, it is his pride, and his passion. However, he likes finding these answers himself, or to a greater extent, with the help of someone else. But he absolutely detests the concept of technology being given to him. (more below)
Dislikes: He dislikes unnecessary coddling from the government or anyone else for that matter. Rules like seatbelt laws, or heat advisories, or any form of his life being dictated over from someone else.
He dislikes purposeful, and gratuitous shows of wealth, at least there is a reasoning behind what he rides around in.
He doesn't like the "Hollywood" aspect to his life, and finds being made to be a rich elitist rather distasteful.
Fears: Alzheimers, or any mental degeneration disease. He doesn't have a fear of death, but a fear of simply ceasing to exist.
He fears intellectual stagnation, spiders, and most creepy crawly bugs...he is a nerd after all.
Sample RP:
Redstorm pointed one of his arm cannons at Jeran.."Just...get out of here Jeran..I'm not stupid enough to start blasting away at shuttles we might every well end up needing. Get off this station and don't return, or next time I wont hesitate." he replied, turning around and slowly walking back towards the entrance of the bay, before looking over his shoulder.
"Dimitri is dead Jeran, he died twice: once when you pressed that
detonator, and the second time when was forced to live it all over
again. Make sure Jack gets command of the Gateway if you please, he's earned it, and here...take this; I don't think I need it anymore." he finished, tossing a small golden object into Vagabond's hand, his golden butane lighter, with CCCP and the hammer and sickle etched with ruby on either side.
Custom Title: "If you're not willing to earn the knowledge yourself, who have no business using it."
How did you find us: Google search for Transformers RP
RP Experience: Played several charachters in the yahoo group known as Transformers TNG, and Transformers TFON. I have also played on two Tekkaman RPGs, and a live IRC gundam RP before as well.
Password: Let's Roll
