Full Name: | *He glances up from something he's writing* My parents called me Andrew. Andrew Warner. *shrugs* Everyone around here calls me Cipher. They say I'm writin' a lot. |
Age: | I'm thirteen. |
Appearance: | *He blinks* Ya blind or something? Must be. Take a look at me. *Cipher is about 5'1". His eyes are a green, almost like the color of grass, but a little lighter. His hair is a sandy brown color. Cipher is fairly scrawny. He hasn't had a great life since his parent's died, but he's managed to get around.* |
Background: | *shrugs* Well... let's see here... I was born in Washington, D.C. I guess I lived around there for a while, until me Da's job took him up north to New York. They were killed--- me parents, that is. The police don't really know how, *this is, actually, a lie. His parents were murdered over a quarrel at his office. His dad worked at an embassy in New York, and got in an arguement with the other country that resided there*, so I was kicked out of our place. It was pretty much me on the streets for a while. |
Relationships: | I don't really have any... I mean, with anyone here. I guess I'm sorta friends with a guy who goes by the name of Kristo... haven't heard anything about him lately, but, that's about it. |
Other notes: | *Cipher is a very outgoing guy, despite his writing, which make people think he's shy at first appearances. If he gets the chance, he will talk your ear off. He's a bit egocentric, but it usually doesn't get in the way of any of his friendships.* |