Name: Tristan (Dear God it could've been so much worse. Trust me.)
Birthday: Sept. 2nd
Star Sign: Virgo
Left handed/Right?: Southpaw! Woohoo. (We're better than everyone else. =P)
Eye Color: Green.
Hair Color: Dark blonde/light brown with a little bit of red in there too.
Good with money?: Very. Well, kind of. I budget well, although I suck at actually making money. I can hang onto it once I've got it.
Talk about yourself for a few sentences, just about anything: I'm an only child, I grew up around a lot of boys, so I've got a very dude-like mentality. I hate people who think they're too grown up to have fun. I once made myself a bow tie out of gum wrappers. Over Christmas I put little antlers on my cats and took pictures of them. I'm always saying that I'm going to be reincarnated again just to make up for all the crap I've pulled this time around. I'm a huge slob.
Favorite Color: Dark colors, so, yeah. Black.
Favorite Food: Anything with chocolate.
Favorite Animal: Kitties. :)
Favorite Non-domesticated animal(Wolf?Bat?): Between those two... Wolf. Definitely.
Favorite School subject: English, or foreign languages.
Favorite Film: Depends. Anything from Miracle to The Boondock Saints to Pirates of the Caribbean.
Favorite RE Char: This sucks. I like a lot of them. But there's just something about Wesker. Hero wise, Leon. (Used to be Chris, but Leon's hotter now, so yeah.)
Least Favorite RE Char: Steve, Alfred, Sherry.
Hobbies: Writing, sleeping, video games. Used to draw a lot. Plotting petty revenge.
Likes: Sleep, movies, laughing, making other people laugh, hockey, hockey players, guacamole, people who know how to laugh at themselves, coffee, alcohol, WRITING.
Dislikes: boredom, work, making an effort, not having everything I ever wanted, love, touchy-feely types, people who are sensitive to only their own feelings, cauliflower (that crap is sick and you people know it), people who don't think cauliflower is sick, stuck-up people, jazz, people who piss all over the toilet seat, being broke.
Self-preservation or the preservation of others?: Both, I guess. I've become the type to *think* of others, but ultimately put myself first, then feel bad later, wondering if I could done more for those "others" now that it's too late.
The good of the company or the Good of humanity?: The good of the company. Maybe. Are we talking like the company I keep, or is it company as in business? ;) (Good of humanity- is there such a thing?)
If you found a hundred dollar bill on the street what would you do? Depends on the situation. I'd probably keep it, but not spend it, for fear that as soon as I did, the person who lost it would come waltzing back into the scene and want their money back.
Good with your hands?: (Sounds so dirty ;) Are we talking about using my hands for hitting people or making stuff? Either way, I'm all right with my hands.
Good with people?: In general. I'm good at faking interest. =P Everyone has a chance with me, so yeah. I make the effort on my end.
Friendly?: I try to be. Sometimes I just hit it off with someone and it's like I've known them forever. So, yeah, I'm friendly. Unless you give off a vibe I don't like. Then you can rot in H-E double hockey sticks as far as I'm concerned. Once we're enemies, we're enemies.
Loyal?: To a fault. It's a trait I grew into.
Forceful?: If need be. I'm pretty laid back unless someone oversteps their bounds. I'm at my most dangerous when backed into a corner. That's when the claws come out.
If you were trapped in Raccoon City Who would you have with you?: (A friend? a family? Wesker?) A friend, I would hope. (I have two in mind, in fact. The kind of chicks I would want with me in a bad situation. Or a good one.)
What would you take with you? (Five items plz): I always have to have gum, so that would be one item. First-aid of some sort would be a wise choice, a diary- because everyone in RE has a diary. How many more...? A gun and some ammo. To take myself out, most likely.
How big an RE fan are you? (on a scale of 1-10. 1 being notsomuch, 10 being STARS member extraordinaire) 8, I'd say.
Scary pics. One with my hair up, one with it down, one as a blonde and wearing my glasses: