Tristan Merritt, from Impossibly Broken, a roleplay on RPG

The Mask

The Outside

| Eye color |
"Don't get lost darling."
Green-Hazel, though it depends on the lighting

| Hair Color |
"God damn I love my freaking hair."
Light brown

| Skin Tone |
"Uhh, White?"
Lightly tanned skin

| Height & Weight |
"And here I thought it was rude to ask this stuff."
6'0" and 174

| Distinct Markings |
Tristian has a tattoo of the word 'Dare' on his forearm that he got, you guessed it, on a dare... that and he was drunk. He as a few scars from various run ins with people he owed money.

This is Me

| Likes |
-Parties
-Flirting
-Poker
-Gambling
-His long hair
-The College Life
-Drinking
-Having fun

| Dislikes |
-Hangovers
-When girls use him
-Seeing girls cry
-Ramen Noodles every night
-Actually having to go to classes
-Tests
-Players
-People who play him
-People nagging him

Who I Am

| Personality |

Tristan is pretty much your average partying college student. But he's pretty damned lazy. He doesn't really want to get a job, doesn't want to be a functioning member of society, not really out of some weird rebellious, 'stick it to the man' kind of phase. No, he just doesn't feel like it. Why would he want all that responsibility on his shoulders anyways? He likes the gambling, just testing his luck, seeing how far he gets working the tables. Tristan is rather charming, really a smooth talker if not anything else. He finds it easy to out talk and bend the will of his friends. Most of the time the main thing that he's asking his friends for are favors. Practically all his favors involve either staying the night or bumming a free meal.

The one thing he really can't stand is people nagging him. It's always the same thing, why not get a job, or why not get your life together, what will you ever do after college? If only they had some originality to ask him some decent questions not so much about the future but more about his present self. He seems to feel the pressure from everyone. Normally he just tries to shrug the comments but they get to him. It makes him rather annoyed that so many people bring up the same subjects he doesn't even want to talk about in the first place. Besides he's rather talented with the whole gambling game. But staying invisible not so much. Most his gambling, well alright all his gambling is done in shady rooms and basements. He hates gambling in casinos because after all the house usually wins in those situations. All this gambling and of course he doesn't always win. But he's a showboat so obviously some people hold grudges against him.

Some people hold more than grudges over him though. He's asked for some loans, not all that money came from the bank. It seems gambling is the only way to even stay afloat. Well besides the obvious 'get a job' option that he isn't too interested in. He's cocky and because of this doesn't show all too much fear and doesn't stand down, even when he really ought to. Normally he's been known to throw on any of the clothes on his floor. Half the time he doesn't quite get to the laundry, his clothes holding his scent rather than clean linens. Though there are times in which he'll throw on a suit, on those more special occasions.

Tristan may like to flirt with some girls but he doesn't tend to lead them on. He would never want to be considered a player. Really he isn't one to really want to hurt anyone at all. And that being said he doesn't like to be used, to be strung along by any girl. He figures he wouldn't really be in a long term relationship but honestly he wouldn't mind one that much.

My Life

| History |
Tristan had a very normal childhood life. With two sisters and a brother. He had chores like everyone else and got a decent sized allowance. He was a smart kid. Since he was old enough to do anything he's been earning money, putting it away. Big shocker, he wasn't always lazy. They lived in a poorer neighborhood, but still comfortable in their lower middle class lives. But he wanted something bigger, better, more exciting. He was saving up his money in the bank, he didn't have much else he wanted to do with that money, just save it in his college fund. Obviously his parents hadn't known how much was accumulating in the bank, otherwise they'd have used the money themselves.

He wanted to get away from this life of hard work and not much to show for it. But really he wasn't quite thinking in the terms of working through college to get a really good job in his future, no, it was more like we was finally going to take a break from all the crap he had to do. Growing up too fast was his main problem. He just wanted to be an immature little kid again. Of course no one really knew of his true intentions with this whole college life. His parent's helped with the whole college thing as much as they could, but really all they did for him was give him some support and a little bit of money. The funds that he saved were rather impressive for having been saving them all his life, but it only lasted him until the third semester of his freshman year. That was when he turned to gambling. Well, he had already been gambling before that time but that was when he made it his main income. Tristan's gotten in more than a few fights over some of the money he's earned/stolen. No one in his family knows about all this gambling business, and he thanks god seeing as he really doesn't need any one to nag him into quitting it. Currently he lives with some random guy, Nick, who met off the internet, and they've sort of technically became friends.

Theme Songs

Three Little Birds
- Bob Marley
"Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right.
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! "

Rise up this mornin',
Smile with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Each by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', ("This is my message to you-ou-ou: ")

Singin': "Don't worry 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry (don't worry) 'bout a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right! "

Rise up this mornin',
Smiled with the risin' sun,
Three little birds
Each by my doorstep
Singin' sweet songs
Of melodies pure and true,
Sayin', "This is my message to you-ou-ou: "

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, worry about a thing, oh!
Every little thing gonna be all right. Don't worry! "
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing" - I won't worry!
"'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."

Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right" - I won't worry!
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right."
Singin': "Don't worry about a thing, oh no!
'Cause every little thing gonna be all right!

To My Love:

Trouble
- Chris Rene
Trouble, trouble
Uh-oh, uh-oh

She knows just the way to walk on by
That makes my heart stop
I don't know the way to say goodnight
Cause she don't want me, to go nowhere
Without her there, she's everywhere
I don't need trouble, just some music
And a little chance to sing my song

That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run, baby, baby

I woke up to hear her on my telephone
Talking crazy, she said come over now nobody's home
I said baby, I don't know if I should go tryna take it slow
I don't need trouble but I choose it
At least that's the way it seems yeah

That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run

Momma always said, there'd be girls like these
Never did I know they'd be so fine
Cause the bouncing glens, turn into a kiss
Now she's running through my mind

That girl is trouble, trouble
She is...that girl is trouble, trouble
Only had to happen one time

That girl is trouble, trouble
From her head to her toes
Oh oh oh oh, always taking off her clothes
Trouble, trouble
When her lips touch mine
Only had to happen one time
That girl is trouble, trouble
Like a sting from a bee
Oh oh oh oh, and she's taking over me
Trouble, trouble, even blind men can see
That's why I gotta run, why I gotta run, baby

It Only had to happen one time
It Only had to happen two times
Three times, four times, five times

Tristan Merritt

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a character in “Impossibly Broken”, originally authored by Geekly, as played by RolePlayGateway

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So begins...

Tristan Merritt's Story