Personality: Evan has a sharp, defensive wit, an acidic temperament, and a very sarcastic attitude when he chooses. Giving the impression of holding most people in disdain, Evan is seen as extremely arrogant, self-centered, and overconfident. But despite this, Evan in fact has a strong moral core. He is dutiful and just, willing to make the right decisions, and sacrifice himself if it comes down to it. Though he can be, at times, vindictive, he is cruel only to protect those he loves. His conceited exterior hides a profound inner hatred and believes there is no way to change his attitude or his issue with trust and attachment, not liking the idea of opening up to people nor believing what most people say.
Evan was born into Candor, with a mother, father and older sister. They were happy. When he was one, his mother accepted an offer to babysit the kid next door due to his father going on a business trip for a couple of days. The kid was Evan's age and was named Christian, and the days then turned to weeks, and when the father came back, it was only for a few days before taking off again, and Christian was practically an adoptive son. But Evan and him took off instantly, and became the best of friends and they grew up practically joined to the hip but they both struggled with being as honest as the other candors around them, especially their older sister, who said everything and anything that was on her mind. But they always enjoyed pranking anyone who came over to theirs.
When Evan was five, his father was killed in a car accident, throwing his mother into depression, struggling to do anything, even cook for her kids. So it was forced onto the older sister, Cassandra, to become the mother. She cooked and cleaned up after the boys and always made sure her mother was okay. Eventually, after a year, their mother came to her senses and got back into shape somewhat. They had lived off Christian's father, realising how dire their situation was.
When they went into high school, when Evan was fifteen, it was obvious that he wasn't Candor, he got into fights regularly with other bullies, mostly dauntless when they were pushing around some abnegation. He quickly got a reputation for protecting the bullied and some tried to befriend him but they quickly pushed away with Evan's blunt tongue and insulting attitude. And it continued, till the tests, he came home with multiple bruises on his body much to the chagrain of everyone else in his family.
Weapons: He uses a sword in his right hand and a gun in the left.
I guess this is finished, if it isn't so correct me. It is ready for the AP Test RP. Have you mad Evan's WB yet? If so, then just reply on the following:
He walked in, a slight frown on his hard face, his eyes darted around the room, slightly focussing on the mirror before finding the amity woman. He inwardly groaned at this. Amity. They always got on his nerve, how they never stood up for themselves. Well he guessed they were slightly better than the abnegation. He sighed before saying, 'Well?'
He looked at her and then to the chair, but seeing no other option he bit his lip and slipped into it. 'How will we be doing this?' he asked rather bluntly. 'Is this an interview?' he asked her narrowing his eyes.
He took it gingerly looking into the liquid slightly taken by surprise. 'Why? What is it? Is it poison? is that what they do? Kill the original and make another clone so the factions have an equal amount of people?' he asked frowning.
After drink the liquid Evan would look around the room to find everthing gone except for two small tables. One table contain a slab of meat and the other contained a knife. Then a voice that seemed to come from where said one word. "Choose."
The knife does dig down through it's neck and as it does, Evan wakes up sitting in another room. An interrogation room to be precise. There is a hand-cuffed woman in front of him and a table between them. On top of the table there is a gun and a key to open the shackles. "I admit it, Mr. Alexander. I did kill your parents. But have pity on me please! They threatened to kill my children if I didn't do it!" the woman cried (in both meanings of the word). "Choose." the same technologic voice from before said.
He froze when he heard the words, his face slowly turning into a glare. He stared at the woman in a silent anger before picking up the gun and pointing it at her forehead. 'Nobody touches my family.' He whispered threateningly,
As the trigger was pulled, Evan woke up in the first test room, the Amity woman looking at him in disgust. "Dauntless."
Your Results are Conclusive
The test concluded that you shall be a member of Dauntless. But that's not the end of it! You now need to make a page for your character. When you finish that, add your Character's name in its faction and then role play with the character that you just made.