Derek Mitchell

The Basics

Name: Derick Damen Mitchell
Nicknames: Ricky, Master Derek (Not really a nickname, more of a title. Hates it)
Age: Fourteen
Orientation:Heterosexual
Desired Rank/Job: Student
Powers:Precognition
Play By:Chris Brown

Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Brown
Any Piercings? Left ear pierced
Any Tattoos? None yet
Any Scars? One on his right leg right below his knee.
General Appearance:
Tall, dark, and handsome! Derek would love it if those words described him perfectly. Unfortunate Derek is only average height for a fourteen year old, he isn't to dark, he's light skinned, more on the camel side, and well he's pretty handsome, so at least he's one out of the three. Derek likes that his hair is short and close cut and he makes sure to keep it that way. His ears are a little smaller than most and hates when people notice it. Other than that he's got a pretty handsome and average face.

Derek loves looking good and flashy and his favorite color is read, so he is usually wearing something with a lot of reed in it. He loves those hoodie jackets and he has several of them. He always keeps an earring in his left ear and he loves those pants with all the pockets in them, cargo pants. Whenever the chance arises Derek also loves to wear suits and formal wear unless he is being forced to wear it to some formal party or banquet. He would much rather wear suits while climbing a tree or just hanging out.

Personality: Derek loves having fun! He is the adventurous, smart mouthed, rule breaking type that loves having a good time whenever he can. Derek loves a good joke he's a pretty joyous good, and is rarely angry. He's also really outgoing and love talking a lot, he's always got something to say.

One of Derek's biggest personality traits is his curiosity and his open mindedness. He loves learning about and exploring new places and things, especially the places and things that are off limits or against the rules.

Derek's largest personality flaw, is his dislike for snobby people and attitudes. Now like it was stated before, Derek is rarely angry, but when he does it angry it's usually because of a snobbish attitude and when he's around those kinds of people he can be mean and hurtful to them.

Likes:
-Clothes
-Adventure
-Traveling
-Running
-Baseball
-Mysteries
-Being Outside
-Sweets
-Animals
-New people
-Breaking rules
-Shrimp
Dislikes:
-Having to stay still for to long
-Any organized sport besides baseball
-SNOBS
-Animal cruelty
-Formal gatherings
-Rules
-Seafood other than shrimp
-Being tied down
-Libraries
-Long car rides

Strengths:
-Being sneaky
-Climbing
-Wittiness
-Loyal
-Being a good friend
Weaknesses:
-Impatient
-Claustrophobia
-Migraines
-Rules
Fears:
-Seeing a vision of his death
-Being locked up in a small area
-Having a permanent migraine
-Losing his ability to see the future
Secret: None of his own, but he keeps his butlers secret about being a meta human.

Father: Maurice Mitchell, extremely wealthy businessman .
Mother: Jasmin Mitchell, extremely wealthy housewife.
Siblings: None
Any Other Important People:Pets count

Ever since Derek was young, he didn't particularly like the way his home life was. He did not enjoy being as rich as he was. His parents were very rich, large mansions rich and Derek didn't want anything to do with it. He had witnessed, to many times, the way that his family and his parents friends treated one another when it came to money, and everything was always about money.

Derek also disliked the way his parents tried to bring him up. They tried to take his childhood from him by teaching him what they thought was the proper way to act. Derek was not allowed to play outside unless he was playing an organized and respected sport, he could not play games that were thought to be silly or unsophisticated, and he had to have proper etiquette and grammar at all times. Now, with a childhood like that you'd think Derek would be an unhappy child since he hated all those things, but he definitely wasn't unhappy. He was able to do all the things he was forbidden to do as long as his parents did not find out. He basically put on an act in front of them, until he got older and enjoyed doing what they didn't want him to do in front of them, and did his own thing whenever he was away from there.

Derek's childhood also might have been worse if it wasn't for his butler Robert. Robert was his best friend and he was there for Derek all the time. He was always watching over him and he always helped him break any rules Derek wanted as long as Derek was in no danger. Robert was like Derek's guardian angel and Derek loved him for that.

When Derek was fourteen, something happened to him that changed his life forever and also increased the bond between him and Robert. Derek was out after curfew one night and was on his way home. He had a very bad headache know as a migraine, he had suffered from migraine since he was about ten, and he had his head down as he was walking home. Derek was crossing a street and didn't pay attention to a car speeding down the street that was usually pretty empty that late. Derek's migraine had gotten worse than ever before and then his eyes looked glazed. He saw in his head, himself being tackled onto the side of street out of the way of the speeding car. Derek's eyes went back to normal and he looked up and shook his head. The car was seconds from hitting him and there was no time to move out of the way, but Derek's vision had come true. Before he knew what was going on Robert was tackling Derek out of harms way.

Derek's head had hurt to bad to remember how he had gotten home that night, but Robert filled him in later the next day that he had carried him home. Robert then explained what had happened to Derek that night. He told Derek that he was a meta human with the power of precognition. Robert knew this because he was a meta human himself with the power of invisibility and that's how he always kept an eye on Derek. Robert then told Derek about the school for meta humans and that they had to inform the school and his parents.

My sample RP from a charmed site:

San Fransisco, a very busy and noisy city, even after dark. There were just as many people outside at night as there were during the day. You'd think that with that being the case, it'd be difficult for a demon to get any kind of work done. Well for Katos, and he was sure for many other Demons, it was simple to blend in with society, no matter how much he hated it, and there were always the back alleys which were usually pretty quiet and empty except for the few unlucky humans that ran into the alley lurking Demons.

Katos shimmered into a familiar alleyway that night. His arms folded and his eyes clothes. His expression calm and relaxed. The demon was wearing a black long sleeved leather jacket with a white t-shirt and a a pair of comfortable black jeans. A human that happened to be passing by witnessed Katos' entrance started to panic and run for it. Katos sighed. Humans were boring, and killing them required no skill, but Katos could not let the boy, that looked no older than 19, live after witnessing his entrance.

Katos shimmered again, this time he reappeared a few feet in front of the boy with his arm stretched out and his hand open. The boy ran right into Katos, his neck fit perfectly into Katos' palm. Katos gave a quick squeeze with his demonic super strength and watched the as life left the boys eyes. Katos tossed the boys lifeless body into the nearby dumpster and stood in the middle of the alley and waited.

Katos' reasoning for being in the alley that night was darklighter crossbows. Katos had found out that some Darklighters would be meeting in that spot tonight and Katos planned on killing them and taking the crossbows to use on a couple Whitelighters he needed dead. His plan was simple and easy, and Katos didn't think that anything could go wrong tonight, until his little brother Tyrus shimmered in. "Hey, Ci Ci! Why are you just standing around here? Nothing is going on." Katos grabbed his brother shirt and pulled him close to his face. "Tyrus! I'm busy what the hell do you want!?" Before he could answer, five Darklighters orbed into the alley.

Name:Chris
Age: 18
Experience: A while now, at the least like three years but I know its been longer than that.
How Did You Find Us? RPG-D.com
Ready To Play? Of course I am!!!