LANE, Michael E.

[MICHAEL TATE]

MICHAEL TATE



* I wonna live my life from a new perspective .

HEY THERE. THE NAME IS MIKE, AND I AM EIGHTEEN.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT 1 YEAR & 8 MONTHS
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE ANDREW RYAN. OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. WANT PROOF? THE CODE WORD IS -REMOVED BY DAVE-

[/color],[/b] Michael Edward Tate
- - - - nicknames, Mike, Mikey, Mouse
- - - - gender, Male
- - - - sexuality, Bisexual
- - - - occupation, Student/Photographer
- - - - wealth class, Middle-Class
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[/color],[/b] Lerman, Logan
- - - - eyes, Hazel
- - - - hair, Short and brown
- - - - built, Fit
- - - - weight, 120 lbs.
- - - - height, five feet, six inches
- - - - fashion sense, Sweatshirts, stripes, always somehow looks good.
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[li]His family
[/li][li]Photography
[/li][li]Marine biology
[/li][li]Plasmids
[/li][li]Arcadia
- - - - loathes,
[/li][li]Darkness
[/li][li]Big Daddy’s
[/li][li]Needles
[/li][li]Pain
[/li][li]Security bots
- - - - strenghts,
[/li][li]Speed
[/li][li]Trustworthy
[/li][li]Good listener
[/li][li]Believes in people
[/li][li]Sly
- - - - weaknesses,
[/li][li]Hand-eye coordination
[/li][li]Insomnia
[/li][li]Paranoia
[/li][li]Over think everything
[/li][li]Klutzy
- - - - dreams,
[/li][li]Becoming a famous photographer
[/li][li]To have a future with his mom
[/li][li]To see the surface
- - - - fears,
[/li][li]That he’ll become his father
[/li][li]Something will happen to his mom too
[/li][li]He will become a Big Daddy
- - - - overall personality, Mike always tried to fit in and be as normal as everyone else way back before he knew about his "gift". Mike was always the laid back teen that enjoyed being with his friends on listening to his music if he wasn't on his computer talking to about five people at once. He also loved his phone and watched his horror movies. Mike has the rep for being one of the sweetest guys at school. He gets along with everyone he comes in contact with but if anybody tried to pick on one of his friends he will be feared. Mike absolutely hated when people are picking on or bullying on other people. It just made him angry and he wouldn't stand for it. Otherwise he's nice to everyone. He always has the habit of putting others before himself. He tends to care to much for others and always tries to see the good in people and giving people second chances. He would put himself in harms way to keep innocent people safe, he's just that kind of guy.

When everyone sees Mike around in public, they see a happy go lucky guy. He's always socializing with other kids his own age and is somehow laughing half the time. Laughing is one of Mike's favorite things to do, he's also incredibly modest. He doesn't see himself as funny, or good looking, not even that nice, But he truly is. At least, that's what everyone says about him, just not behind his back because he doesn't deserve that. At home he's always taking care of his little cousin, or helping around the house. Doing his homework when he can while listening to his ipod and staying up late talking on the phone. Mike is also an insomniac. He just can't seem to fall asleep before midnight but he hardly seems tiered the next day. He also hates waking up in the morning but does anyways.

Mike doesn't like labels. He doesn't normally care what others think of him because mostly it's not anything bad anyways. He swings both ways but nobody cares or gives him a hard time about it. He isn't one of the "populars" to be exact, but he is in his own way. He plays soccer and is in the Drama at school and that's where he's popular, but everyone seems to want to be his friend anyways. For those who are interested Mike always gives them a chance and when he likes somebody does what he can to be close to them. Mike can be incredibly romantic and sweeter than usual, if that's possible.

Paranoia is something Mike has come to learn is a big quality of his that is always somehow lingering in his mind. Because he is always over thinking everything, when it comes to his paranoia, the two things come together and Mike gets these thoughts that in the end only worry him. If somebody isn’t home when they’re suppose to be, of course Mike starts to think that something bad happened to them and they could have gotten kidnapped or in some accident. His mind is always racing ahead of him. Mike is also very curious, he can’t help but investigate the wonders around him, he likes to know what’s going on when it comes to people he cares about or the friends he often hangs out with. He utterly hates being lied to as well, he looses some respect for anyone that lies to him.
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[/color],[/b] England
- - - - family,
[li]Mother - Margaret Tate
[/li][li]Father - Charles Tate
[/li][li]Grandmother - Norma Winfield
[/li][li]Grandfather - Eugene Winfield
[/li][li]Uncle - Henry Winfield
[/li][li]Cousin - Lucas Winfield
[/li][li]Uncle - Robert Windfield
[/li][li]Cousin - Anna Winfield
[/li][li]Cousin - Victoria Winfield
- - - - pets, A tank of fish in his room
- - - - overall history, Michael Tate was born in England with his parents Margeret and Charles, who seemed to be a happy go lucky family. Unfortunately for the three, they were in desperate need of money, and Charles wasn’t able to fully provide for his family. Then he heard about the creation of an underwater city called Rapture that was in need of workers to help it get built. Michael was only four years old when his mother took him to Rapture while it was still under construction. His father worked long and hard for over a year after they had moved in until Rapture was finally finished. Margaret’s family was also coming to Rapture. Michael’s grandfather was going to run the funeral home and the grandmother was going to be a nurse for the sick and crazies.

As time grew on, Mike did his best to have a normal childhood in this big city under the Atlantic sea, but they were a poor family, and Charles was to proud to accept help. Somebody had to take care of Michael after all, teach him the ways of life, and that was Margaret’s job until Mike became of age. Unfortunately, Charles was in over his head, and started splicing his genes, and drinking ADAM, something very dangerous to start doing as he was under so much pressure. Michael was unaware of all that was going on, his father would come home drunk and he could still remember hearing his parents yelling at each other, especially is mother, who he remembered would cry between screeches.

Charles finally left, he left his family behind to go steal and get ADAM all for himself, but the idea was reckless and stupid, and he got caught. People were driven mad with the craze of splicing and drinking ADAM, so when certain people caught others for stealing their stash, the only thing left to do was to kill the perpetrator all together. That’s just what happened to Charles, he was found dead at Fort Frolic, blood everywhere. Margret took this very hard, she knew without her husband that there was no way she was going to be able to support herself and a child. The only thing left to do was give him to her parents. That’s exactly where he stayed, too.

Mike was raised, from what he could remember, with his grandparents. He loved to hang out at the funeral home that his grandfather worked at, along with his uncle, and just sat around and played with his best friend while his family worked. Mike had met another little boy who was the same age as him. His name was Sammy, and Mike met him when he was almost nine years old, and they became the best of friends. The two did everything together throughout their childhood, they went on adventures through Rapture and pretended they were like the Big Daddy’s they thought they saw outside in the underwater world, as they called it.

Now Michael Tate is seventeen years old. He is still living with his Grandparents, and he’s not really sure what’s going on with his mother right now. His grandparents wouldn’t tell him anything about her or what she’s up to now to protect him. He didn’t know his mother was out being some stripper somewhere, and until Mike found out for himself, he was in a fog about her. He wanted to see his mother, after all, it wasn’t like he had a father. He would find audio dairies form his mother, she left them for him every once in a while just to give him an update. Being a teenager could be brutal, especially now that he is admitting to himself the not only likes girls, but he likes guys too. And there was one guy who defiantly interested him.

- - - - roleplay sample, It was a late night. The only sounds came from the tires racing across the long, deserted road. Oliver was sitting up in his sleep, but he was very much asleep right now. There was bump, witch suddenly woke Oliver up. He took in a deep breath as he rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands. He blinked a few times to try to get a visual of the road ahead. All Ollie saw was a road that seemed to go on and on forever, he yawned and stretched out his arms as far as he could and turned over to Kayla focused on the winding road ahead.

Oliver saw the determination and seriousness on his older sister's face. It was full of seriousness and determination. Nothing could break that. "Kayla?" He asked with a rough voice, so he then cleared his throat. Kayla's eyes remained on the road as she nodded slightly, "Yeah?" She asked, still more focused on her driving then anything. Oliver remembered what today was, it was their mother Zoe's birthday, that was if she was still alive. "Where are we going now?" He asked, looking out his window, seeing nothing but dirt that went on for miles. He heard her sigh, and looked back curiously.

Kayla shrugged "I really don't know, but i think we should do something special." Kayla suggested. Without taking much focus on the road, she reached over and opened the glove box in front of Oliver. It had mounts of cash stacked inside, so she must have been hinting something fun, or maybe just expensive. Oliver smirked and looked over at her serious face "Special you... Jesus Christ, watch out!" Oliver exclaimed after sing somebody run into the middle of the street from behind a sign the was welcoming them to Illinois. Kayla turned the wheel for a sharp turn, just missing whoever the psycho might have been.

Kayla looked through her rear view mirror, whoever it was, their back was turned, so Kayla got out slowly and got out of the car, Oliver's face was amazed, thinking she must have lost it. Kayla pointed at Oliver after shutting her car door "Stay." She said with a serious face and slowly walked over to the mysterious stranger. She swallowed and took a deep breath "Excuse me, are you okay?" She asked, gaining closer. The mysterious stranger turned around, it was one of the infected. It ramped into Kayla too quickly for her to respond and she fell to the ground.

Kayla looked up at the infected and he let out a ravenous screech but right as he was about to attack again, there was a loud shot of a gun and the infected was brought to the ground, blood slowly starting to bleed out of it's chest. Kayla got up and looked back at the car were she found Oliver sticking out of the sunroof, holding his father's shotgun after he used it to kill the infected that could have killed his sister as well. "Let's get out of here." Ollie said with a sigh and ducked back into the car. After that Kayla got back in and they continued their long, hard journey together.[/li][/ul][/ul]
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