Post by tommie on Apr 13, 2010 9:56:45 GMT -5
JOSHUAJAMESDONOHUE !
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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: Josh, JJ.
age: Twenty eight.
gender: Male.
staff position: Social Studies teacher, Junior and Senior.
sexuality: Bisexual.
played by: Hayden Christensen.[/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]
personality: overall personality goes here.
likes: Cherry poptarts, classic rock, Scotland, strong booze, strong coffee, big dogs, big bikes, redheads (women), blondes (men), neil gaiman, old horror movies, theme parks, fairground rides, tacky eighties tv, bad action movies, the crime channel, multi-coloured glitter, monty python, hats, women in uniform, apricot jam, tea and scones, little china cups, chalk boards.
dislikes: dislikes here.
strengths: Unique, eccentric, loyalty, compassion, reading people, patient.
weaknesses: Sarcasm, arrogance, intense in relationships, very bad temper, can hold a grudge forever.
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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: Andrew Donohue.
siblings: Jessica Donohue, David Donohue, Jameson Donohue, Elisabeth Donohue, Christopher Donohue, Bethany Donohue.
significant other (s): Anne-Marie Ducasse, former fiance.
pets: Two goldfish, Han and Solo.
hometown: Newark, New Jersey.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
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: None.
best way to reach you: PM, then I'll give out MSN or AIM.
RP sample:
"One shot man, just one!" the surgical resident held up a finger to make sure his point was getting firmly across to Andy. He sat opposite his friend near the wall, a bottle of something non-alcoholic and carbonated in his hand. Andy smirked slightly, and shook his head "No, thanks though Daisuke. I have an assessment tomorrow morning. Don't you have one too?" he grinned. The Japanese-American man never ceased to amaze him - he could go out drinking all night, and get into his scrubs without the slightest hint of drunk. He seemed to be able to drink endlessly without ever once stumbling or slurring. But because Andy hadn't drank in five years, he was sure a few shots would floor him. His teetotal lifestyle suited him very well, and he wasn't going to break habit just because Daisuke wanted to try to get laid.
He glanced out over Daisuke's shoulder, taking slow chugs from his bottle. His eyes scanned the bar, sight naturally falling on good asses and great boobs. Rolling his eyes, he looked back to his friend and smiled "I need to go to the bar; I dunno what I'm drinking, but it tastes like crap" he scrambled from his seat, grabbed the bottle and squeezed out through a group of women in their early twenties. A few of them were deep in conversation with guys, one was sitting on anothers lap, and the two he squeezed past looked up at him with large grins on their faces. He flashed them a dorky smile, and stumbled out of the group feeling slightly warm and good. It showed that he did at least still have the power to pull women, even if he hadn't gotten laid in....however long it was. Daisuke was constantly trying to get him in threesomes with nurses at work. Once, two of the nurses had actually seemed up for it; but sometimes, he wasn't that type of guy. His lesbian loving man had been hiding that day. And what a shame, too. He was sure Daisuke was screwing both now.
He shuffled towards the bar, slid the half-full bottle over and requested a coke with ice. It would make him look like a high school sophomore, but it would taste better than the shit he'd been drinking before. Anyway, it would make him feel less old if someone asked him for ID. The bartender handed over the coke, and as Andy went to grab it, something walked past him rather too quickly. There was a flash of auburn hair, and a familiar buzzing erupted in his ears. Mimi. He hadn't seen her in weeks. Andy grabbed the coke and started off through the groups of people with a little difficulty, all the while apologising and excusing himself "Michelle...m...sorry...Mimi!" he smiled tightly at a boy who looked about seventeen, and came out into open space. Jesus Christ, how did she always get away like that? She was a little damned ninja. He was sure it had been her, but there was no telling where she would go from a club at this time of night. Back to campus? To her boyfriends apartment? Another bar? He grabbed his blackberry from his jacket pocket, dialled her number and waited. After a few rings, it went to voicemail "This is Mimi, you know what to do" and then the familiar click. He didn't bother to leave a message. She would only delete it anyway.
Cursing, he shuffled up to the bar again and slammed the bottle down, leaning against it side on so he could rub his eyes. His hands fell to his sides, and as they focused themselves again, he recognised someone near him. Long light hair. A girl he thought looked a bit like a pixie. Maybe Tinkerbell - the kids on the pediatrics ward made him sit down and watch old skool Disney sometimes. He favoured Aladdin. All his subconscious Disney similes were started to worry him, though. With a sigh, he nibbled on his lip, grabbed his coke and walked towards the woman. Jaiden. He never forget names, or face. Or attitudes. Andy smiled to himself, and then with a furrowed brow, coughed "Jaiden, right? I'd like to say I was drunk the last time I met you, but I'm a good boy, so I still remember you" there was something of a smirk on his face, but it was pleasant, and filled with humour and warmth. He blinked, and took a swig of his coke. He could ask her if she'd seen Michelle, but she probably wouldn't know who she was, or probably wouldn't give two shits. But he found her bitchiness endearing all the same
He glanced out over Daisuke's shoulder, taking slow chugs from his bottle. His eyes scanned the bar, sight naturally falling on good asses and great boobs. Rolling his eyes, he looked back to his friend and smiled "I need to go to the bar; I dunno what I'm drinking, but it tastes like crap" he scrambled from his seat, grabbed the bottle and squeezed out through a group of women in their early twenties. A few of them were deep in conversation with guys, one was sitting on anothers lap, and the two he squeezed past looked up at him with large grins on their faces. He flashed them a dorky smile, and stumbled out of the group feeling slightly warm and good. It showed that he did at least still have the power to pull women, even if he hadn't gotten laid in....however long it was. Daisuke was constantly trying to get him in threesomes with nurses at work. Once, two of the nurses had actually seemed up for it; but sometimes, he wasn't that type of guy. His lesbian loving man had been hiding that day. And what a shame, too. He was sure Daisuke was screwing both now.
He shuffled towards the bar, slid the half-full bottle over and requested a coke with ice. It would make him look like a high school sophomore, but it would taste better than the shit he'd been drinking before. Anyway, it would make him feel less old if someone asked him for ID. The bartender handed over the coke, and as Andy went to grab it, something walked past him rather too quickly. There was a flash of auburn hair, and a familiar buzzing erupted in his ears. Mimi. He hadn't seen her in weeks. Andy grabbed the coke and started off through the groups of people with a little difficulty, all the while apologising and excusing himself "Michelle...m...sorry...Mimi!" he smiled tightly at a boy who looked about seventeen, and came out into open space. Jesus Christ, how did she always get away like that? She was a little damned ninja. He was sure it had been her, but there was no telling where she would go from a club at this time of night. Back to campus? To her boyfriends apartment? Another bar? He grabbed his blackberry from his jacket pocket, dialled her number and waited. After a few rings, it went to voicemail "This is Mimi, you know what to do" and then the familiar click. He didn't bother to leave a message. She would only delete it anyway.
Cursing, he shuffled up to the bar again and slammed the bottle down, leaning against it side on so he could rub his eyes. His hands fell to his sides, and as they focused themselves again, he recognised someone near him. Long light hair. A girl he thought looked a bit like a pixie. Maybe Tinkerbell - the kids on the pediatrics ward made him sit down and watch old skool Disney sometimes. He favoured Aladdin. All his subconscious Disney similes were started to worry him, though. With a sigh, he nibbled on his lip, grabbed his coke and walked towards the woman. Jaiden. He never forget names, or face. Or attitudes. Andy smiled to himself, and then with a furrowed brow, coughed "Jaiden, right? I'd like to say I was drunk the last time I met you, but I'm a good boy, so I still remember you" there was something of a smirk on his face, but it was pleasant, and filled with humour and warmth. He blinked, and took a swig of his coke. He could ask her if she'd seen Michelle, but she probably wouldn't know who she was, or probably wouldn't give two shits. But he found her bitchiness endearing all the same
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