Alfred F. Jones. The Hero Application.

Name: Alfred F. Jones
Age: 19
Gender: Male

Hometown: Washington D.C, United States of America

Personality: Alfred Jones is, and always will be, a ball of pure enregy. He bounces from one thing to another, even if it's the most mudane of things. He prides himself on the fact that he can always keep an upbeat attitude for the public eye, even if he crashes as soon as he's out of it. Alfred tries his best to help those in need, deeming himself to be a hero ever since he was a young boy. Although Alfred has been a bit above average with his intelligence, he can be quite dense when it comes to the most basic of things. He can't decipher people's moods and needs to be told, rather bluntly, how they're feeling.

At times, Alfred comes off as being an annoying person because he can't decipher these moods. He has been known to sit and talk people's ears off, even when they're trying to work. He has no knowledge of personal space, and refuses to back down unless he gets an answer. While he seems too happy for his own good, Alfred has a dark side that only comes out when he's fighting for something, or someone, he truly loves.

Appearance: Alfred may consider himself as average, but towering at six foot two, he can hardly be considered so. His build is one that's not staggering, but one could tell that he gets out and works on his physique. The American has straw for hair. He spends enough time in the sun that it took on its own color from what he was born with, along with a new texture. Said straw is parted on the right, and in the part, he has an odd cow lick that he's deemed "Nantucket". Moving down to his face, Alfred has a pair or ordinary glasses, hiding the pools of blue behind them. He has always loved to look at others' eyes, but feels that his aren't that special, even if they color could stop a person in one glance.

Normally, Alfred can be seen in almost any type of clothing, but he goes nowhere without his bomber jacket, a gift he got from his great-grandfather that had fought in WWII. He, of course, decided that it needed a bit more "American Love" on it, and added a giant 50 on the back, along with a star and aeroplane.

Occupation: Alfred is currently a University student, studying History. Due to all of the time that he pours into his studies, he doesn't have much time to to get a job. He has to keep his grades up to keep the scholarships he has, the only money he's able to afford to go to uni.

Experience: Before the American got to uni, he worked normal high school jobs, just like everyone else. He went through working at various places, but his longest stay at a job was working the drive through at his local McDonalds.

Reason for joining: He just needs a place to eat while he studies, and he doesn't like the places on campus.

History: Alfred was born in a small hospital in Arlington Virginia, but had lived most of his life in Washington D.C. He grew up with two parents, in a middle class neighborhood, in a two story house. He went to the same school, with the same kids, and knew nothing different. Middle school was the point in which he was pushed into sports, as well being pushed for have a three point something grade average.

High school wasn't much different for Alfred either. Going through the school system was just an every day thing, and he did every day tasks after school. It wasn't until half way through his third year of high school that he found his love for history. He started looking to see where he wanted to go, and ended up settling on Berkly in New York City. Not until then did he start kicking himself into overdrive to get better grades to get into the prestigious school. He knew that going to such a school had to be the start of something great in his average life, even if that great thing was a resauraunt that is just waiting to be found.

RP sample: Jiggling the keys, Alfred made his way back into his dorm room before letting out a sigh and dropping his stuff. He didn't know how he was going to go through with all of these classes. He was hard pressed already with the basics that he needed, but it was near impossible for him to keep up with his higher course history classes.
Throwing himself onto his bed, he pondered on what he needed to do. His eyes screwed shut, trying to relieve the pain that was starting to build in his skull. After laying on the cot for a few moments, the blond's stomach decided to send a message, saying that he needed something to eat, and soon. Alfred groaned, forcing himself up to his feet before grabbing his ever present bomber jacket that he threw down with his bag. He might as well start searching for somewhere to eat, becaseu there's no way he was going to study on an empty stomach. The American grabbed his bag and headed out. Where he was going, he didn't know. All he knew was that it needed to be good.


Name/Nickname: Isaack/Alfie
Age: 19. Whoo same age!
Country and Timezone: England, though I'm bouncing around to so many places lately! It's hard to keep track.
AIM/MSN/Skype/Ect: Shh, issa secret.
Did you read the rules?: Ninjas, obviously. But Pirates have sex jokes!
Any last words?: Let's eat!

I don't see anything wrong with your application. Go ahead and post, dear, you're accepted~

Yay! *bows* Thank you very much!