[checkmate's] Kyden Sorrell

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| Kyden Michael Sorrell |
| 23 |
| male |
| Slow Motion |
| Drummer |

|History|

Kyden Michael Sorrell [[ let’s say it together :: kite + den – te = Kyden . Michael you should know. sore + elder – der = Sorrell . ]] was born into a fairly average family. Okay, not? His mother had fled the family shortly after he was born, leaving Kyden to reside with his father for the rest of his childhood and adolescent years. His father Michael Sorrell, ever the drunk it seemed, was a truly kind man. Abuse was far from how Ky’s father reacted from the drink, you see. The two men lived an okay lifestyle for the lack of money they had. They took care of eachother—Michael working two part-time jobs, Kyden grabbing whatever part-time job he could get his hands on, from paperboy to cashier.

Thus, aside from what you may think, Kyden hadn’t owned his own drum set until Slow Motion made it big. Instead, he took to the one in middle school, then in high school he was the first freshman to make snare. He clearly had a talent for drumming, but until his later years at school, he hadn’t thought about pursuing it. Instead, he was all about responsibility; aka: working so he and his father could feed themselves.

Okay I am so not up for making an uber-history? .. >.> Then came the garage bands. A group of his friends convinced him to join one—he used his friend’s brother’s set, you see—and he fell in love with the prospective career. Years and bands later, a group he was in finally got discovered. Slow Motion, they’d called it. Now? Hell, look where they are, eh?

|Looks|

Kyden Sorrell stands at an average height of 6'2"; he's not overly muscular or even lacking in muscle. Ky is just ... there. He's got some meat to him, but isn't exactly flabby, and Katie's gonna shut up now because she's confusing herself. Let's try this again. He's got a swimmer's build, mainly due to his newfound addiction to surfing. His skin is slightly tanned, due to sun-like reasons, and no, he is not uberpale. His jaw and upper-lip-region are commonly shaved, though don’t be shocked if he comes sporting some stubble. He’s a guy; guys can do that.

Ky’s hair is an average dark brown. It’s cut to lengths around one or two inches, and most of the time he leaves it shaggy, not bothering to smooth it down or anything of the sort. After all, it’s cut more randomly than perfect; meaning, not all the lengths are the same, but more like it’s cut to be spiked or something. Most of the time, this guy is just a bit too lazy to spike it. Either way, it’s a sign of nerves when he runs a hand through his hair.

Kyden’s eyes are, as well, an average brown; no, no blue eyed wonder here, all. His dark eyes can be described as ‘soulful’ by female admirers, if one wished to go all fangirl on him. Like each and every person out there, his eyes are the windows to his soul, and certain habits found in his gaze can lead one to knowing he’s lying or uncomfortable or something in that area.

Ky’s style is very much … whatever. While at some concerts he’ll wear a button-up collared shirt with the sleeves rolled up and a black tie, he’s very much a jeans and t-shirt guy. Hell, you know the white button up shirt thing? He wears jeans with that. Fans flock to him in the mall? Jeans and a band t-shirt. Spot him on the beach? Trunks and a wife-beater. Somewhere requiring just a bit more formality, though not to the point of shirt and tie? Jeans and a polo. Yeah, nothing much to him, you could say.

|Personality|

Kyden Sorrell is quite possibly one of the most out-spoken-nice guys you’ll ever meet. He doesn’t tend to care what others think of him and can be found tapping either his fingers or a pair of drumsticks on any and everything. He’s a good kid at heart, and tends to keep others first in his mind as well, though that can be expected.

Ky is basically a typical guy. He’s not the jock from high school, no, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t a typical boy. Seriously. He can be obnoxious at times, yes, but that’s usually only when he’s with a group of his friends and it’s all in good fun. While possessing the ability to make rude comments to those he hates—again, average guy, much?—Kyden would never intentionally harm anyone … unless this ‘anyone’ was someone he disliked.. Then, yeah, intention is there.

While he’d never been a full-on jock, Ky was clearly not one of the geeks in high school—whether he was in drum line or not. Actually, drum line was considered ‘cool’ where he attended; the rest of the band, not so much, but drum line? Hell yeah. His experience playing in various garage bands also built on his popularity, but now look at it. He’s in one of the top five bands in the world, baby.

While he’s not an over-the-top romantic, Kyden is a guy, and thus he does like girls. Duhr. He’s surely not one to run out and write a poem about some girl that he won’t introduce himself to; no. Eck, not him. He’s just … not that big romantic; sorry? But, if there’s anything vaguely romantic about him, Ky hates to see a girl cry. It’s just … heartbreaking to him, for some reason. He’ll do anything to stop the tears, from beating up whichever guy hurt the girl to just sitting and talking with her. Exactly.

Kyden can get annoyed quite easily at times. There are a few things that one can consider his pet peeves, and once someone crosses the line, there’s little going back. If you’re in a situation with Ky where he’s considered your superior, make it easier on yourself and listen to him—don’t act all arrogant and refuse for no d**n good reason. If you’re an all-around bad person and Ky’s heard stuff about you, don’t even bother getting to know him better. If you’re a sleeper—male or female—don’t bother there either. As well, Ky’s not afraid to get into a fight if he needs to. After all, there was that one time when he got in with some jerk after a gig … >.>

Habits? Yeah, Ky has the usual drummer one. He tends to tap … alot. Whether it’s his fingers on a desk or drumsticks on the wall, that’s Kyden. He can be a very fidgety boy, and this is how he lets out his annoyance of having to sit still. Drumming. Tah-dah! … o.O

|Sample RP|
[[ buaha I found an old Troy post <3 ]]

It wasn’t that he had nothing to do; oh no, he was just ‘too lazy to go out and find something to do or people to talk to.’ Or, at least that’s what he told himself. But we all know that Troy Masters was completely and inevitably bored. There was just no doubt about it. I mean, he was sitting under the staircase lighting his lighter over and over again in the dark just for the insane reason of ‘he felt like it.’ Yup, definitely bored. Of course, there was the simple fact that he was in love with the burning energy source that took away some of the oddness, but still.

It never ceased to amaze the boy how just a small bit of energy could light up an entire room. Like right now for instance. The lighter wasn’t lit: he couldn’t see the end of his nose. He lights the lighter; he can see nearly every corner of the small space. Quite amazing you see—especially to one of his ‘mental status.’ A lighter was never as fun as were matches, though. It just lacked the pride that you gained when you realized you helped create such a dangerous force; something so delicate yet so hazardous that it could kill you in a heartbeat; if Lady Fire had some reason of her own to do so.

Troy bit his lip softly, brushing his fingers through the flame, oblivious to the pain that was being caused. He was used to it by now, and some wondered if his hands were permanently charred from being so. So was amazing how he could train the fire to do his bidding. He respected it, of course. You couldn’t even ask something from the heat if you didn’t respect it. Lady Fire would enact revenge if you so chose not to. That was just the law of her dark system of judgment. Oh, and if you aren’t following this, don’t worry. This is just how Troy thinks.

The light quickly extinguished as the resounding sound of footsteps from just above the boy’s head echoed through the crawl space. He shoved the black lighter back into his jeans pocket, resting his head on his knees in somewhat of a ‘dude, I was just taking a nap’ position. Just incase one of the staff had come to check on him, you see. It was rather easy to get past them… Dumbasses.

|Blog|
KySorrell_snare101
|Played by|
hrm .. katiefuzz? .. also, pb = Josh Hartnett
|Also|
Merman, yo <3

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