FOSTER, haden liam

[haden]

haden liam foster.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. haden liam foster.
stage name. haden foster.
nicknames. haze, hade.
age dob. twenty, july third nineteen ninety.
gender. male.
sexual orientation. straight.
career. tv/film actor.
hometown. oakland, oregon.


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 5'10.
eyes. blue.
hair. blonde.
build. lean and muscular.
distinguishing features. mouth, smile.
play-by. lucas till.


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. chinese food, shakespeare, food in general, pajamas, families, any kind of movie, swimming, alternative rock music, dogs.
hates. gossip, douchebags, bitches, arrogant people, drama queens, horror movies, mexican food, summer heat.
quirks. doesn't like things to be out of order, obsessively runs his hands through his hair, has to eat all of his food separately.
aspirations. wants to find his actual parents again, simply wants to act for the enjoyment, wants to learn guitar eventually, wants to start a family.
secrets. haden is a foster child, but he doesn't like to tell people because then they think of him differently. has never really had a girlfriend. hates to be judged for his wealth instead of his personality or talent.
personality evaluated. being known for never giving up is hard to take in a negative way. because of his highly athletic lifestyle, being determined and competitive is a given for haze. since he used to have a scholarship for swimming, this is a very large part of his life and he had dedicated himself to the sport - but his love for acting overpowered. however, his persevering attitude in his sport and the arts reflects on multiple aspects of his daily life. if haze sets his mind to doing something, whether it be a chore or a simple task or something big that could take years to accomplish, he will succeed in doing it. others rely on him for this. if they ask him for something and he tells them he will, they don’t need to ask twice or make him pinky swear. if haze tells someone he will do something, he will always go as far as he needs to in order to carry out that deed. haden holds himself to a high standards, and while he is fairly accepting of others and their decisions, he pushes himself to be the best that he can be. this shows prominently in his school. haze earned straight a’s all throughout high school. this started with being on the swim team. because the swimmers were threatened that if they didn’t keep their grades up they would be kicked off the team, haze didn’t assume this meant c’s or higher – he pushed himself and made straight a’s from freshman year on. he took all honors classes throughout high school and put school first. haden is the motivation for those who believe it’s not possible to graduate with flying colors and have a life at the same time. he did both and his high school years are his favorite.

haden has always been a very sociable person. from a young age, he was a very mature child, had an immensely impressive vocabulary, and a precocious aura that he gave off no matter where he went. it was impossible not to smile when you saw the child, and as he grew up, he kept some of these traits. haden has a wide array of friends, but he really knows who are the friends that are the closest to him. he is very aware of how he treats people, and tries his hardest to treat everyone with kindness and respect. however, he is a little free with his opinion, but we’ll get to that below. haden is the kind of guy that you would feel comfortable walking up to if it was your first day of school and you couldn’t find your class. he’s always smiling, introducing himself to people he doesn’t know, and making friendly talk with anyone around him. haze is also used as comic relief quite often. haze is a very funny person – he has good comedic timing and has somewhat of a sense of dry humor – so if there’s a situation that gets uncomfortable, you can count on haze to crack a joke or change the subject. haden is always looking out for his friends, and would drop everything he’s doing to help someone out. now, you must be thinking ‘gee, how perfect… and boring can this guy get?’ well, haden is far from boring. it’s just simply what his foster parents taught him, of whom are very influential on his life.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. harper claire fawn , forty three , ralphs clerk.
mother. caden jack fawn , forty four , bank teller.
siblings. none.
pets. leila, dog.
other family. emma and nathaniel foster, actual parents.
history evaluated. haden liam foster was born to two rather negligent parents in the back of nathaniel foster's pick-up truck. he was taken home, damped and put in a blanket - and that was the start of his rather hectic and troubled childhood. as haden grew up in his early years with his two parents, he was always neglected and the last to be thought of. it wasn't that his parents did it deliberately to harm him, they simply didn't know how to care for their child - who had been a mistake and a surprise for both of the parents. emma was always forgetting to feed her child, bathe him - sometimes she even forgot about him entirely. and so, haden grew up as a scrawny blonde child that practically had to beg for scraps of food. one day, while walking home from school, haden was pulled into his neighbors house to be given cookies and some warm milk. the old lady, worried for him, called social services. and what do you know? two days later haden was being dragged from his home and his family, crying and writhing. even though they'd never been good parents, haden loved them like any child loved their parents. that was the first pain he ever felt.

at age six, haden was shoved unwillingly into an adoption home. he attempted to escape multiple times, but was always caught and brought back. after several pathetic attempts, he finally gave up his feeble efforts, and started to lock himself in his room. he used to scream and kick and writhe, and simply act like a spoiled brat so that he could be brought back to his parents. but nobody ever listened to him. at first, they would run to him, worried, and would try to comfort him unsucessfully. but as his fits grew more angry and constant, they simply started to ignore him, because they thought he only wanted the attention. this childish behavior lasted for two years after his entrance into the adoption home, but after a while he finally started mature. he stopped locking himself in his room, and he started socializing with the other children in the home. he started communicating with the visitors, and suddenly there was always a bright smile on his face. it was a dramatic change from his behavior before, and even though he was being watched by other people, he never forgot his parents. merely months after his sudden transformation, haden was snapped up by a young pair of parents looking for a pleasant, sweet child.

he moved to the new house, happy that he would finally be out of the adoption house. he was a happy child, getting along just fine with his new parents who supported him in anything he did. he soon got into the sport of swimming, which he enjoyed more than anything else. he went into high school with his head held high and ready for anything. he even started getting perfect grades in his classes and participating in clubs. of course, underneath all this, he was afraid that people would find out that he was adopted - that he wasn't really his parents child. he made plenty of friends, but they were never allowed near his home, his parents. in his senior year of high school, his friend asked him to come try out for an audition for a commercial with him. ironically, haden found out that he did like acting. and now, after growing up and affording the tickets to los angeles, haden has come to hollywood to become an actor.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. heart.
years of rp experience. five.
other characters. none.
how did you find us. caution.
roleplay sample.

Psychology happened to be one of the more interesting classes that Cora had applied for this year. Usually, during class, they would study the behavior of other people. While half of the other kids in her classes dozed off and fell into deep daydreams, Cora always remained fully awake and focused on her teachers words. Occasionally she would scribble down something that might be on a test or might actually be important, but most of the time she remained quiet and thoughtful in the back of the classroom. It was quite remarkable how much easier it was to read into people's behavior with the class, but Cora only took it to simply fill the extra period she had. Most days she would have to dart from here to the hospital, where she was an intern, without barely a moment to spare. But lucky for her, this day was her day off - they had called earlier and told her today wasn't busy, and that they didn't need her in. Cora was planning on going home and watching a marathon of her favorite movies with some ice cream, where she would be undisturbed from the world for a few hours. It was a friday, anyways. She had the whole weekend to herself.

Cora smiled a little to herself as she twirled the pen between her first finger and her third finger, but was soon interrupted in her thoughts of the weekend by her friend, Megan. She leaned over, trying to be inconspicuous, though their professor really didn't care, and tried to grab Cora's attention by flicking her in the arm. Coraline reflexively flinched and whispered a painful 'Ow', before turning to glare at her friend. Megan tried to look innocent by shrugging her shoulders, but a beaming smile flickered across her face in a moment. " Are you going to the party tonight? At Chris' house? " Cora racked her brain for a second, before she remembered who Chris was. The football player in her English class. She also remembered that Megan had a rather large crush on him. Leaning over her shoulder, she whispered back to her friend. " You mean the bonfire that you want me to go to because you want to see your crush? " Cora mocked, a small grin plastered onto her features. A slight hint of her old Russian accent was still noticeable in her voice, annoyingly enough. But, her comment earned her another flick in the arm, which she giggled at, before answering her friends question seriously. " No, I'm not going. It's not my scene, " She whispered as quietly as she could, which earned her a roll of the eyes from Megan. " But there will be cute boys! " Cora just smiled and turned back to the professor before whispering back, " Boys schmoys. I don't need them."

Ten minutes later, the bell rang for the class to end. The professor tried to get a word in edgewise before all of his students left for the weekend, but he wasn't fast enough, and he was overpowered by the mass of the talking students. Coraline felt bad for him as she watched him wander back into his office - he probably didn't even like his job. She gathered up her books - she didn't use bags most days because it was annoying - and cradled them to her chest while she waited for her friend to stop socializing. Moments later, the two were walking down the long hallway, along with a majority of the other students. " Are you sure you won't come, Cor? You'll be missing out, " Megan said easily, flicking a strand of her blonde hair behind her ear. Cora looked over at her friend, her eyebrows raised and her expression amused. " Like I said before, I'll pass. " With a shrug, Megan decided to quit bothering her, and walked off toward her locker. Unlike most of the other females in the hallway, Cora didn't need someone walk with, and was perfectly content with walking by herself. She was just another face in the crowd - that quiet kid who sat in the back of the class that nobody really noticed - and she was perfectly fine with that.

Cora emerged into the parking lot, along with a majority of the student populace, and was hit with the sudden crisp breeze. She hunched her shoulders forward, as if that would provide her some warmth, and had no way to stop her straight, brown hair to stop whipping against her face. It was uncharacteristically windy for an almost summer day in Newton, but she'd grown accustomed to it. Having previously lived in Russia and New York, Cor had learnt to suck up and simply deal with the cold - since it wasn't going to go away by whining. Coraline had her head down, and was emerged in her thoughts, her brown eyes trailing the ground beneath her, when her shoulder snagged into something - someone. The sudden force of the hit made her stumble sideways, and it loosened her grips on her books. They flew to the ground in a matter of moments, and in the next moment, Cora was leaning down to pick them up. Her slender fingers leant down to pick up the books, as she restacked them on the floor. Under her breath, she was mumbling. " Nice way to look where you're going, jerkward, " she said to herself quietly, as she pushed a strand of brown hair out of the way. She knew that it was partly her fault too, but she wasn't going to admit to it.

[anna]

aw! i would've adopted him (: