Post by ell on Feb 14, 2012 23:06:11 GMT -5
WILLIAMLEVIHAYES !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: Will
age: Twenty-Six
gender: Male
role: Local
sexuality: Heterosexual
played by: Ryan Reynolds[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
Will marks a height of six feet three inches, but isn’t the most muscular guy around. He’s slim, but noticeably muscular in certain areas. His hair fairly changes considering it sits in its usual tousled mess. Occasionally he’ll style it back with gel, if not just comb a hand through it. Plus it isn’t the first thing on his priority list. Although Millie is constantly telling her daddy to fix it. Yet he’s fortunate that his genuine smile and pearly whites draw away from that, plus those deep brown eyes of his add on. The man is normally in a cheery mood, which explains why his smile is so marked.
Style, well there isn’t much of one. When he’s at home with his daughter, he mostly tends to stick with anything comfortable and more laid back. So it’ll most likely be a shirt and some jeans. While any other day of the week he’s seen in something far more professional due to the hours he spends at his job. To sum it up, Will doesn’t care too much about his clothes. As long as he’s got something clean in the closet, then there’s nothing to worry about. His mind is way too preoccupied with other things to begin thinking about what he’s going to wear every day of his life.
personality: Growing up, Will was the typical good-doer, the straight A student and the boy most girls swooned over in high school. He’s always able to find that hint of good even in some of the most malicious people. Although sometimes trying to dig for that hidden kindness has pulled him into some dark situations. Normally he isn’t one to seek conflict, and would prefer to settle it straight up rather than constantly beating around the bush. Will isn’t ignorant or naïve, but often finds himself missing things that are quite obvious. Mostly because he’s trying to keep what’s left of his family together. His little girl means the world to him, and if it means working far more hours within the week to keep her happy then he’s willing to do that. The man is very caring about those closest to him. He won’t hold a grudge, figuring it’s a pointless thing to do.
He’s very well a gentleman, a loving father, and a loyal friend. He can easily speak his mind, and won’t hold back on his opinion. Will is intelligent and has always been applied at what he does. The only flaw is his mind is always processing like a million thoughts at a time. He always finds himself conflicted, and isn’t one to open up to others about his problems. Will feels that it isn’t fair to toss your own burdens on someone else’s shoulders. But don’t let that part of his fool you. He’s very social, and enjoys being around a group of people. He’s humorous, jokeful, charismatic, and full of life.
likes:
• Millicent “Millie” Hayes
• Coffee
• Junk Food
• Cooking
• Archery
• Hunting
• Suspenseful movies
• Old school music
dislikes:
• Tofu
• Seeing Millie upset
• Not being able to reinforce his relationship with his ex-wife
• Long nights at work
• Black and White films
• American Idol
• Flying
• Failing
strengths:
• Intelligent
• Witty
• Clever
• Good judgement
• Comical personality
weaknesses:
• Steadfast
• Easily trusting people
• Women
• His daughter
• Overworking
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: Oliver Adkins Hayes
siblings: None
significant other (s): Hard to say
pets: A small Gray Siberia Husky Millie named Snow
hometown: Liverpool, England, United Kingdom
brief history: My father was a writer at the time when he met my mother. His inspiration dragged him all across the world. It wasn’t until he found himself in Poland that he met Katya Nowak. It be too cliché to say it was love at first sight, but that’s always how he described it. And my mother always had said it was those green eyes of his that drew her in. Either way I wouldn’t be here today if it wasn’t for those two. I was born just a few years after they got married, and spent my toddler years in Liverpool where the happy couple settled down.
Although not every story has it’s happy ending. My mother fell ill just about the time I had turned ten years old. I remember exactly, every time I came by her room she would always reassure me with that warming smile of hers that everything was going to be okay. I trusted her, and sure enough disappointment came. She passed away about a year later, at the time I wasn’t too sure what it was and it wasn’t something I really wanted to know. I just knew that she was gone, and it was only my father and I left.
It took about another year or two before we finally moved from Liverpool. My father figured it was about time for a change, a new start really. That and he was writing again. We moved over to the States living up in Montana for the time. Living up in the mountains basically. I followed to finish school, top of my class. As college reared closer, I became more aware of what I wanted to do. Only things went down hill fast when I made one slight error in my junior year.
I fell so easily for _________, and like my parents before me believed that it was truly love at first sight. We were kids in love, or so we thought. We we're your typical high school couple. I gave her everything, attempted to be the people pleaser I really never was before. I cherished her, and in the end she left. It was that following summer that began the demise of our relationship. Although I had been very keen on being careful every time we had any sort of relations, there had been one slip up. The one slip up that leaves you with a baby girl. I don't regret it, I could never say that but somehow I feel like __________ does. She seems to show some deep feelings for Millie, but sometimes its questionable.
We worked through the first years caring for her, but when Millie turned two ______ left. She finally caved in with the fact that she couldn't handle it all. We we're only twenty at the time, and still held aspirations for a bigger future. I followed with school either way while having to raise a little girl. It was difficult, but I managed. I finished with my Bachelors in law. Soon enough moved out to Jacksonville with Millie when a friend offered me a job at an office there as a Corporate Lawyer. Millie's started going to school recently, and being a single dad has just become just a little more difficult.
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SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: griffin michael burns
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RP sample:
Light snow flutters down towards hundreds of cold-shingled rooftops that make up the beautiful scene of London. The lamps upon each corner gave off a faint eerie glow. Few faces sauntered about at this time, and those that did were quickly on their ways home. Who would be out now? Except maybe those whose made profit by selling themselves. The thought slightly disgusted her but Addison soon pressed it aside. Night's like these always surfaced particular memories. Memories of him.
It was Christmas time, a time of celebration. Yet who could have known it would end in such tragedy.
"Merry Christmas my darling."
Sebastian sang as he pushed open the door and filled the room with the cold smells of the outside. Golden locks ornamented his crown, with few hanging in his face.
"The wind is strong, but-"
"You are not wearing your other coat."
"Eh… close enough."
"Funny."
Laughing, she helped him out of his coat, and placed it over a chair before being drawn close.
"Now kiss me, like a good wife should, and I shall give you your present early."
Addison did, and as promised, he held out a small brown package for her to take. The brunette grabbed it eagerly and pulled off the wrapping. Out fell the shimmering silver plated necklace. On the end of it a small charm dangled about the size of a single coin. Fixing her eyes on the charm, Addison came to realize it was the symbol of the brotherhood.
"It's perfect."
"I thought you might like it… here, let me help you put it on."
"I suppose now I will have to find you something equally great."
He hugged her tightly, resting his head on her shoulder.
"It would be nice."
Addison turned around and looked into his piercing green eyes, though they were a good hand above her own; he looked back and smiled, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Promise me you'll be home more often."
"You already know I can't..."
"Atleast-"
A knock at the door interrupted her.
"Who, at this time of ni-"
The door burst down, and guards filled the room.
A pair of boys a little under the age of twelve stepped across the snow blanketed pavement beneath her feet. Poor Addison was drawn from her memory, finding herself clutching the necklace around her neck tightly. The young woman releases it, stretching out her hand feeling the cold muscles contract. A sigh left her lips leaving her breath to hang in the chilling air. Addison drew her coat closer to her slender frame, turning on her feet to head on inside into the warmth of her home.
Her light steps waltzed her across the small lobby, up the stairs, and into her room. Off to the corner in the right was the only remaining objects she had taken from their previous home. After cutting herself off from the world, she had gone and taken the final step she needed to rid of her dread. The young woman burnt the house down, watching only feet away as it smoldered down to nothing.
Opening up the wooden chest, Addison lowered her hands down to Sebastian's familiar attire. Her fingers felt over the soft fabric, and then the tough metal plates beneath it. What she held were only memories now.
It was Christmas time, a time of celebration. Yet who could have known it would end in such tragedy.
"Merry Christmas my darling."
Sebastian sang as he pushed open the door and filled the room with the cold smells of the outside. Golden locks ornamented his crown, with few hanging in his face.
"The wind is strong, but-"
"You are not wearing your other coat."
"Eh… close enough."
"Funny."
Laughing, she helped him out of his coat, and placed it over a chair before being drawn close.
"Now kiss me, like a good wife should, and I shall give you your present early."
Addison did, and as promised, he held out a small brown package for her to take. The brunette grabbed it eagerly and pulled off the wrapping. Out fell the shimmering silver plated necklace. On the end of it a small charm dangled about the size of a single coin. Fixing her eyes on the charm, Addison came to realize it was the symbol of the brotherhood.
"It's perfect."
"I thought you might like it… here, let me help you put it on."
"I suppose now I will have to find you something equally great."
He hugged her tightly, resting his head on her shoulder.
"It would be nice."
Addison turned around and looked into his piercing green eyes, though they were a good hand above her own; he looked back and smiled, placing his hands on her shoulders.
"Promise me you'll be home more often."
"You already know I can't..."
"Atleast-"
A knock at the door interrupted her.
"Who, at this time of ni-"
The door burst down, and guards filled the room.
A pair of boys a little under the age of twelve stepped across the snow blanketed pavement beneath her feet. Poor Addison was drawn from her memory, finding herself clutching the necklace around her neck tightly. The young woman releases it, stretching out her hand feeling the cold muscles contract. A sigh left her lips leaving her breath to hang in the chilling air. Addison drew her coat closer to her slender frame, turning on her feet to head on inside into the warmth of her home.
Her light steps waltzed her across the small lobby, up the stairs, and into her room. Off to the corner in the right was the only remaining objects she had taken from their previous home. After cutting herself off from the world, she had gone and taken the final step she needed to rid of her dread. The young woman burnt the house down, watching only feet away as it smoldered down to nothing.
Opening up the wooden chest, Addison lowered her hands down to Sebastian's familiar attire. Her fingers felt over the soft fabric, and then the tough metal plates beneath it. What she held were only memories now.
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