COLTON DIMERNER
(Name)
"The name's Colton Dimerner."
(Age)
"I'm sixteen years old."
(Height)
"I'm five feet and seven inches tall."
(Weight)
"..."
(Hair Color)
"You have eyes."
(Eye Color)
"Green. Leave me alone now, won't you?"
(Clothing Style)
"T-shirts, jeans and comfortable shoes."
(Skills)
"I can climb trees, fences and other things. Video games have taught me the right way to climb over a barbed wire fence and to be able to use people's emotions to my advantage. I'm good at calculating math and science, but only to a simple extent, if I'm not motivated."
(Equipment)
"I carry around my mini-laptop. It runs video games and some other software that I use. It is always in the small laptop bag that I keep with me at almost all times. It has compartments for my other electronic devices."
"I'm not a delinquent. I've never committed a crime. I've always kept to myself when I was younger, reading instead of playing with toys and the such. I preferred the company of my computer over anyone else, and it seemed to be one of the only things that I could actually be productive with. Toys did nothing. They were boring things that my father bought for me in an attempt to try to make me a "normal" kid.
We never really got along- my father and I. We'd argue on occassion as I grew older, or we'd ignore each other. He was a drunken deadbeat and didn't know what to do with himself. He died when I was twelve from liver failure and I ended up at my aunt's house. She was a sweet old lady, but we rarely talked, much less saw each other.
School was not a problem for me at all. I passed all my classes with flying colors and without a word from my teaches or peers. They left me alone if I stayed quiet and minded my own business. PE was the only class I truly hated, due to the fact that me and running or any other form of movement never really got along well.
But then I started high school.
Just like any other school year, I started it off alone and fine, only there were others like me. We started a small group to study with. If we weren't studying, we were playing video games or working out strategies to pull pranks on some of the teachers or other students. I honestly didn't care too much for the games, but it was fun to watch the look of horror on the victim's face...
Halloween came two years later, when we were all in tenth grade and the carnival started. It was a goofy thing, meant to freak kids out and the such. The seniors on the athletic teams were going to have their annual party there, and the group of people I was in wanted to crash it. The so called leader of our group decided that we'd round up a few others and we'd go pull a prank. As usual, I went along, unknowing of exactly what they wanted to do."
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