Donnel Hart | HH

General Information

[ Name]: Donnel Geoffrey Hart
[ Nickname(s) ]: Donny, Don, Geo

[ Age ]: 20 Years old
[ Species ]: Australian Cattle Dog
[ Birthday ]: April 16th
[ Hometown ]: Tulip

[ Height ]: 6'01'
[ Weight ]: 140 lbs

[ Gender ]: Cis Male
[ Pronouns ]: Him/He/His

Personal Information

[ Sexual Orientation ]: Homosexual
[ Romantic Orientation ]: Homoromantic

[ Hobbies ]:

- Horse shoes
- Making music with his guitar
- Singing
- Whittling
- Farming/Gardening _{(Dork sings to his plants)}

[ Trivia ]: 

- Donnel has complete heterochromia in which he has one blue eye and one brown eye.
- Donnel has aichmophobia (AKA Needle phobia) so DO NOT point one at him.
- Often times Donnel walks around barefoot because he likes to feel connected to the earth, but he will wear a pair of old boots from time to time.
- Donnel has the strength of a body builder and is surprisingly well sculpted for a young man his age, need something heavy to lift or pull? Call Donny.
- Around his neck hangs a bolo tie from his Grand Pappy, the one man Donnel really looked up to growing up before he passed away, now he wears it to honor him.
- Donny is very touchy about his figure, though he's very slim and fit he doesn't like to be poked fun of for 'getting soft' from time to time.

[ Personality ]:

Benevolet
Cheerful
Earnest

Casual
Proud

Abrupt
Fickle
Passive

[ Backstory ]:

Donnel's childhood was not exactly all roses and sunshine, Donnel was born a rather...Plump baby, and other children were none too kind to him for being on the more round side. Often times Donnel ended up the target of taunting and teasing, kids called him 'fat', 'porky', the 'butterball' of the block.
Poor Donny was subject to ridicule for something he couldn't control, often times he'd come toddling home crying to his mother who would readily comfort her son from being bullied all day. His father through was not often there in his younger years of life, he was gone most of the time at work and wouldn't be home until late in the night and let's just say he was not as sympathetic for his boy. Johnathan often times would just tell his boy to toughen up and be a man about it or to stand up for himself for once but to Donny that wasn't so easy...As much as he'd like to be tough his young heart was too kind to stand up against his bullies.

Thankfully by the time Donnel started his middle school years his body had begun to even out, every year he was steadily growing slimmer and each year the bullying about his weight became less and less...Though it's still a little touch sometimes to talk about with him. For a time things seemed great, like Donnel had everything he'd ever wanted out of his life, a loving family, good grades, and he was getting good grades and playing the sports he loved most of all. Life though is never that simple...Donny was thrown quite the left hook during his freshmen year, when it was time for mass shower after preactice Donnel seemed just fine with having a shower with his team...That is until he walked into the shower room.
And let's just leave it at that...Donnel was gay, at first he couldn't belive he was and tried to deny it during the entirity of his first year of highschool. Donnel could not deny it for long though, but that didn't mean he told his parents brother. Keeping his homosexual desires a secret Donnel did his best to ignore his heart during his school career. However though he became sweet on another man after he had graduated school and for a time he kept his relationship as descreat as possible, but no secret can be kept forever in small downs.
The worst part about his secret coming out, it was his father who found out about it first. Donnel and his father got into a very nasty verbal argument the night his secret came out about his sexuality, at one point it became physical as the two men pushed one another around a bit. Donnel stormed out of the house after the arguemnet, his father throwing him a bag of clothes after him and demanding him that he leave the house at once.
Homeless, abandoned by his family, Donnel didn't know where to go. For a time he resorted to having a bottle of booze as his best friend, but after the announcement was made Donnel saw it more of an oppertunity for a new life. So he walked up to the station one evening Donnel strode up to the station with the one bag of his belongings before willingly boarding the train.

Relationship information

[ Relationship status ]: Single
[ Boyfriend/lover ]: N/A
[ Crush ]: N/A

[ Looking for...]: A long lasting relationship, someone whoos compatable with his rather awkward demenor and can make him feel comfortable.

[ Family ]:

- Mother: Rosemary Hart
- Father: Johnathan Lee Hart

- Youger brother: Neal Hart

[ Likes + Dislikes ]:

Likes:

- Exercise
- Country/Indie/Folksy Music
- Wrestling
- Movies/Horror flicks
- Midnight walks
- Bitter foods
- Sour treats
- Beaches

Dislikes:

- Sweet foods
- Pop music
- When he has nothing to do
- Waiting
- Needles _{(He'll bolt like a frightened child at the sight of one, lord help this boy)}

[ Relationships ]:

Neutral
Respect
Acquaintance
Friend
Good friend
Best friend
Crush
Lust
Love
Lover
Uncertainty
Discomfort
Dislike
Despise


[ Roleplay Example ]: (From an Rp with ipann )

Mottlestorm snorted softly to muffle some laughter when the she-cat worried about falling. "Hey, we cats tend to land on our feet regardless." He said as he sat there paitently for the silver she-cat to begin further ascending the tree.
He had faith in the Willowclan she-cat that she could do it, besides if there was any danger of her falling there was little to worry about, there were very few branches this low in the tree so if there was a bit of a spill hitting something on the fall down wouldn't be that bad.
He should know, he took a plenty nasty one when he was an apprentice, the mark forever left on his neck. That was a time where he had almost joined his mother in starclan as he laid recuperating in the Medicine den for a very long time.
Shaking the thought aside Mottlestorms vermilion gaze focused back down on the she-cat as she slowly but surely shuffled her way up the tree to the branch he sat on, watching her made him think of a baby squirrel. learning how to climb, a big silver squirrel.
A wide grin spread across his face when she had finally managed to haul herself up to sit on the branch next to him. "Bout time ya' got up here." He teased lightly before he looked out toward the beautiful sky with dozens of dazzling stars flickering in the night sky. It was a beautiful sight to gaze upon, one Mottlestorm felt like he could treasure when he was sharing it with someone else...With her.
When she had suddenly spoken the tom perked and looked over at the she-cat, their gazes briefly meeting before he looked back to the stars above. "...To be honest...I don't know." Mottlestorm confessed. "I do think Starclan is up there watching us as we sleep, but I never cared for what they thought of me...I protect my clan, I feed my clan, and I make sure that they're all safe, I know I'm a good warrior...Having a friend from another clan shouldn't change that." He glanced at her and offered her a smile before he looked back at the night sky as the stars twinkled as if dancing together in the sky.

[ Roleplay information ]:

Preferred method: Skype or Notes
Time zone: Eastern Time Zone (UTC-5:00)
What I'm comfortable with: Anything from fluff, romance, angst, or nsfw (To a degree)
Language: English