Post by blakey on Jul 24, 2010 11:07:04 GMT -5
BLAKEEDWARDMONTEITH !
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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: blakey, ed. but you'd best not use any of those
age: thirty one
gender: male
staff position: psychology
sexuality: straight
played by: keanu reeves[/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: Being a teacher of Psychology, Blake's always judged people on first impressions, so if a student just gives him a simple greeting, it can determine weather he likes them or not. He hardly ever smiles, and when he eventually does, it's usually followed by a barking laugh that doesn't last long as he believes that "laughing is for those who have nothing intelligent to say". He never flirts at all. Although his previous marriage failed after he discovered his ex cheating, he makes no move to secure another partner.
likes: Grapefruit, quietness, mornings, wet days, "trance" music, his classes, curious students
dislikes: stupid, ignorant people, instant messenging systems, his hair, being ill, sweet foods, attention seekers
strengths: explaining "why", drawing, swimming, psychology, dismissing stupid people, judging on first encounters
weaknesses: judging on first encounters, English accents, horses, dark chocolate, Massive Attack, curious students (he wont stop talking)
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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: Benjamin Montieth
siblings: younger sister, Taylor Montieth (17)
significant other (s): -
pets: one Staffordshire Bull Terrier bitch called Cassie
hometown: Medford, Oregan[/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: -
best way to reach you: PM, dears
RP sample:
With sweat running down his spine and his breath coming as rapidly as his footfalls, Felix turned suddenly into the halls of Elysium, his head turning quickly to check for pursuers. Unfortunately for him, and fortunately for them, they'd given up chasing him. Puffing out one deep breath, he collapsed his back against one of the walls closest, and grinned darkly. The fire causing through his veins was nothing now compared to the success of losing the wardens. In a way, it had been a self-conquest as well as a gain for the asylum. He'd spared someone. Swallowing down what felt like a gallon of bile, Felix found his breath and feet again, and stood up, keeping his back against the wall as well as sustaining the relaxed posture he wore so well.
Tipping his head back so that it touched the whiter than white wall that he was reclined against, the twenty six year old gave the corridor one final check for others. Satisfied that it was empty, he sunk his hands deep into his pockets and looked down at his torn up shoes. This pair that he was sporting were probably the oldest, and most used pair he could of possibly put on that morning. It really irritated him that they were unable to but him new clothes as well as give him decent food. Looking up at the ceiling for a brief moment, he grinned. Smoke alarms. Pulling out a crumpled packet from his back pocket, Felix slid out a cigarette, lit it cockily, and took a deep drag. One of the older wardens smoked to ease her stress. It wasn't hard to get into her apartment.
Pausing for a second, Felix tilted his head to the right to get a good look down the halls again. Ash dropped silently from the end of his cigarette and landed on the toe of his shoe as a devilish smile began to overtake his features. Just perfect. The sound of heels was perfectly clear as he took another drag from his little piece of paradise. There was someone coming. Either already alerted by the silent alarms, or drawn by the smell of the smoke. Which ever one it was, the bastard inside of him, well, couldn't wait.
Tipping his head back so that it touched the whiter than white wall that he was reclined against, the twenty six year old gave the corridor one final check for others. Satisfied that it was empty, he sunk his hands deep into his pockets and looked down at his torn up shoes. This pair that he was sporting were probably the oldest, and most used pair he could of possibly put on that morning. It really irritated him that they were unable to but him new clothes as well as give him decent food. Looking up at the ceiling for a brief moment, he grinned. Smoke alarms. Pulling out a crumpled packet from his back pocket, Felix slid out a cigarette, lit it cockily, and took a deep drag. One of the older wardens smoked to ease her stress. It wasn't hard to get into her apartment.
Pausing for a second, Felix tilted his head to the right to get a good look down the halls again. Ash dropped silently from the end of his cigarette and landed on the toe of his shoe as a devilish smile began to overtake his features. Just perfect. The sound of heels was perfectly clear as he took another drag from his little piece of paradise. There was someone coming. Either already alerted by the silent alarms, or drawn by the smell of the smoke. Which ever one it was, the bastard inside of him, well, couldn't wait.
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