FULL CHARACTER APPLICATION
Miguel James Figueroa
Looks remarkably like: Tyler Posey.
WHO ARE YOU?
Name: Miguel James Figueroa
Nickname: Fig, Figaro, Squishy
Birth Date: 3/13/2000
Sexual Preference: Bicurious (male lean)
WHAT CAN YOU DO?
Hobbies: Running, playing video games, writing funny stories, keeping up to date on hemophilia research, getting into trouble with his best bud.
Talents: Writing, talking his way out of trouble, talking his way INTO trouble, running track, making people laugh.
Languages: English, Spanish
Notable Education: Recent high school grad
WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?
Weight: 140 lbs
Eye Color: Dark brown
Hair Color: Dark brown
Identifying Marks: A couple of cute moles on his face (one near either eye and one on his chin) and a small scar on one cheek from having fallen down as a kid.
WHAT MAKES YOU TICK?
- Video games!
- Writing stories
- Action/Adventure flicks
- Trying new things!
- Closed-minded assholes
- His physical limitations
- Big crowds
- Quick thinker
- Fast runner
- Total charmer
- Mad improvisational skills
- Intelligent researcher
- Very loyal
- Prone to brusing and bleeding due to Type A Hemophilia
- Not very good in a fight
- Impatient, at times
- Far too curious for his own good
- Stubborn as all hell
- His overall fragility
- Contact sports
- Mosh pits
- Sharp things, in general
Personality: Smartass, goofball, smooth talker, geek and stubborn mule are just a few of the things Miguel has been called on a regular basis. Up until kindergarten, where he met his best friend, he was a very quiet child. Having someone to get into mischief with fixed that right up, in a jiffy. Miguel is very much a ham, and will often exploit his ability to make people laugh in order to squirm out of potential trouble. He isn't malicious, by any means; he's just had to learn the means of non-physical self defense, given that he is annoyingly fragile of body. Nothing is scarier than the potential to bleed out from a bloody nose, right? So make 'em laugh and they'll forget they want to hit you!
Despite his blood disorder, Miguel isn't skittish or paranoid; just cautious. He takes good care to keep up to date on his condition, regularly reading up on new studies or breakthroughs, etc and so forth. He does his damnedest to live a normal life, and he hates it when people patronize him or try to tell him he can't do something that he damn well can. He knows his own limits, he doesn't like people assuming that he needs to be wrapped in bubble wrap -though he HAS given that a try, just for giggles. His mother was not amused.
On the note of his mother, Miguel loves her to pieces. He gets his stubborn, independent nature from her, and he's proud of it. He worries, however, about what would happen to her if something were to... well... happen to him. So, while he tends to run at the mouth and stir up mischief, he does his best to be cautious and self-aware so that he doesn't get himself hurt. He's not paranoid or fearful of everything, in fact he's pretty adventurous, but he knows what questions to ask -whether it be asking others or himself- when it comes to his personal safety. His mother had enough to worry about when he was a kid, he tries not to give her more.
WHAT ARE YOU?
WHERE DO YOU COME FROM?
Mother: Carmen Figueroa
Father: James Masters
Other important people: none
History: Miguel was born in Boston, the product of a summer fling. His mother, Carmen, came from a fairly wealthy familly that was part of the Boston social whirl. She knew exactly who the father was, but she kept a tight lid on that particular can of worms for reasons of her own. The reason she gave most often, when questioned, was that she didn't want a ring on her finger out of obligation. At any rate, she was going to have and keep her baby; consequences be damned. Even when her parents threatened to cut her off, she never swayed; Carmen was stubborn like that. Even at eighteen, she was the sort of girl that knew her mind and heaven help anyone that tried to change it. It didn't always go over well, for her, but her family loved her enough to eventually see reason.
There weren't really any complications during the pregnancy, apart from the fact that Miguel was born a month early. It wasn't uncommon, so there was nothing to panic over until the baby boy was diagnosed with hemophilia in his first year. They didn't know how acute it was, at the time; Carmen would simply have to be careful and take the necessary precautions to ensure he would reach adulthood. With medicine regarding the disorder having improved so much since its initial release, proper treatment would help him to live a relatively normal life. He would have to undergo regular transfusions and injections -joy, oh joy- but this was something that could be managed.
Childhood was pretty rough, when it came time for Miguel to attend school. Carmen refused to send him to a private school; she'd hated it when she'd endured it. So public school, it was. The school was made aware of his condition, of course, which made it a little tense. It meant he was given, in some ways, special treatment... this, of course, prompted other children to look at him differently. The lack of a father, frequent nose bleeds, having to go to the nurse's office so often, being absent frequently... along with having to be excluded from certain activities and so much more... he tended to get picked on a lot. So, he kept to himself.
The first real friend he ever made was a very talkative boy that just... plopped down next to him, one recess, and joined him in playing in the mud and grass. They even made mud pies! One of which ended up all over Miguel's face. Oh had his teacher ever shrieked when she'd seen the projectile glob thrown. She'd thought it had been a rock and had rushed to save Miguel from certain death, only to slip and fall and have the boys giggling so hard that they rolled about in the mud like little pigs. They were inseparable from that point on. Why not? Both of them were weirdos -like Gonzo!- and they just... bonded. Tristan was a couple years older than Miguel, but they didn't care. They were friends for life.
Even through junior high and high school, they remained close. Regular exercise and stretching was something Miguel needed in order to strengthen his joints and muscles to lessen the risk of bleeds, but he still had to be extra careful of his physical activities so he couldn't join the swim team with his best buddy. That had saddened them both, but... Miguel discovered that he really enjoyed track. There was little to no contact, so he didn't have to worry about someone accidentally hospitalizing him, and there was less likelihood of him hurting himself. It was also cool because he didn't have to worry about being made fun of due to his limitations. This was important, because it enabled him to really relax and make some good friends. Friends he would sorely need when his bestie graduated.
To say that Miguel was bummed when his bestie went off to Japan was an understatement, but he supported Tristan in his interests and his decision. Wasn't like they'd never see each other again! Even when his friend's initial one-year stay turned into a longer one, he didn't sweat it. They kept in touch through skype, email, phones, and even snail mail! All in all, Miguel's eighteen years of life managed to pass without more than the occasional overnight stay in a hospital. The most interesting thing to really happen was his mother finally spilling the beans on who his biological father was. Is.
Miguel had been asking her for absolutely ever, in his opinion, but she hadn't been ready to discuss it. She kept saying 'I'll tell you when you're older', then switched it up to 'I'll tell you when you graduate'. Now that was a statement he held her to. He even got her to pinkie promise -yes, the pinkie promise was a sacred thing in their house. The boy didn't bring it up again until his senior year of high school, reminding Carmen of her word. Sure enough, after grad, she let the almost nineteen year old cat out of the bag. She even showed Miguel a strip of wacky photo booth shots from the summer she'd spent in L.A.
Carmen had assumed that her son's curiosity had been sated, but it hadn't. Thanks to the handy-dandy-internet, Miguel was able to track his father down... to Boston. He was living in Boston. How had she not known??? Or had she...? She'd certainly made no mention of it. Whatever the case, Miguel now had a mission. He intended to meet his father, this James Masters, face to face. What did he expect to come of it? He had no idea. Whatever happened, though, it was sure to be interesting. Possibly amusing.
What should we call you? Ollie
How long have you been role playing? A smidge over a decade
How did you find us? Returning member
Random fun fact about you? My birthday is five days after Christmas, and the day before New Years Eve.