AMSTERDAM, Christian

[Christian Amsterdam]

The crew is out tonight


{Ooh girl, he is the one for sure
Ooh girl, he is the perfect boy}

Name: Christian Amsterdam
Age: 23
Birthday: November 24th
Alliance : Netural

Scarred for life, what a sight

Personality :

Obsessive Compulsive. Yes, this is a big problem right here as some things do tend to get in the way of his life. For example things must be stacked a certain way, books put in a certain order, his house is cleaned a certain way and thing have a designated place and god forbid you mess it up least a very large and heavy object come in contact with your head. To go along with that the man washes his hands every four hours on the dot, scrubbing for exactly four minutes until satisfied before then he has a tendency to use hand sanitizer a lot.

Quiet. Were it not for the fact that he is most likely to tower over just about anyone in a room most people would never know that Christian was there. He doesn’t normally say much, and when he moves it’s with a conscious effort to make as little noise as possible, probably from all the time that he used to spend in the library while growing up. Chris doesn’t really see a need to make his presence know to the world with loud and obnoxious noises.

Shy. The real deep reason that he likes to keep quiet and to himself is because Christian is painfully shy. The man hasn’t ever been much of a talker, always having his nose shoved firmly in a book while most of the world passed him by. He lost out on many a different socializing experience because he was always so preoccupied reading and studying and just generally in a world of his own. Of course if someone can manage to coax him out of his shell with a good debate about something one would find that he does have a passionate side to him.

Bookworm. He loves books, loves reading them and working with them because for him it’s an escape from everything else in this world. Books have always been his security blanket, his safe haven from the dark in the world and something that he has always clung to fiercely. It’s rare to not see him with a book open and under his nose or at the very least under his arm. When he’s especially nervous you’ll see him playing with the pages of a book, so much as touching one just because it’s his greatest comfort.

A generation with no hope

One word to describe the Character:

Quiet

Likes :

• Coffee
  
• Cookies
  
• Silence
  
• Classical music
  
• Books
  
• Urban Legends
  
• Apples
  
• The History Channel
  
• Punctuality
  
• Dark colors
  
• Horror Stories
  
• Rainy days
  
• Some Rock music

Dislike:

• Doctors
  
• Idiots
  
• Loud noises
  
• Odd numbers
  
• His shyness
  
• Tardiness
  
• Sunny days
  
• His OCD
  
• Disorganization
  
• People messing up his books
  
• Fighting
  
• Women that come on too strong

Strengths:

• Book smart
  
• Physically fit
  
• Persuasive
  
• Knowledgeable
  
• Quick thinking
  
• Wise beyond his years

Weaknesses:

• Painfully shy
  
• Not much of a fighter
  
• Obsessive Compulsive
  
• Slightly panicky
  
• A bit naïve

Distinguishing Scars/Marks:
Large puppy dog eyes, extremely tall

This Concrete Jungle

History:

Christian was born on a cold November night to a shut in of a woman and a husband who was never really home, always out on business trips that most people gossiped were actually him with another family. His mother was a quiet woman though, and a loyal one at that who had honestly meant it when she said 'till death do us part' and would believe whatever her husband said. Even if it meant that the man wasn't there for the birth of his own son, instead busy with some sort of 'business' in another town that night.

The first few years of Christians life his father had been one so much of the time that when he held the baby Christian would cry like it was some stranger holding him. Even as he got older he was always uneasy when the man would come home, and would use the excuse that he had some sort of homework to do instead of greeting and speaking to him. And so from a young age he would stick his head into a book then face his fears and problems, something that would become a habit for him later in life.

During his teenage years, Christians mother finally had enough of her estranged husband and when the man would come home the shouting matches that would ensue were something else entirely. He would always shut himself in his room and stick his nose in a book while listening to Mozart or Beethoven to drown out the sounds of the arguments. In school he was an honor student, but since his mother never really let him go out and play or do after school activities he was essentially as shut in as she was, and found it hard meeting and talking to new people.

He went through high school and collage in much the same way, getting a bachelors in literature and finding that he couldn't go further then that because the divorce his mother was getting from her husband meant that he didn't have the money to continue in collage. Christian didn't mind though, he had a degree and had always felt his mother deserved someone else so quietly he found a job at the library that payed well enough and has quietly passed most his days since then. Every once in a while though he finds himself unwittingly in the middle of things between the two rival gangs, though he tries to keep out of it all.

Can be rough

How did you find us?: I
Time Zone: Made
Rp Sample: You

[Bradley Wilson]

Hello there Mr. Amsterdam
welcome to the neighborhood.

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