Post by lorcan jackson james on Oct 1, 2010 17:09:41 GMT -5
( LORCAN JACKSON JAMES )
( 22 , LOCAL , IAN SOMERHALDER)
( LOYAL , SMART , HARDWORKING , AWKWARD , SHY)
( 22 , LOCAL , IAN SOMERHALDER)
( LOYAL , SMART , HARDWORKING , AWKWARD , SHY)
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Lorcan’s life was pretty simple before he turned fifteen, that when the drama started. Growing up, his parents were always happy. Looking back now, he can’t even remember a time in which they argued which is saying something as they ended up having three kids, including Lorcan, which is bound to cause a little stress. He was the oldest, the others being two and five years younger than him. Sometimes he wonders if everything was as perfect as they seemed. Maybe it was his innocence that blocked out the bad or simply he couldn’t quite understand what was happening around him at the time. When he was fourteen, then he began seeing that life wasn’t as perfect as it seemed. His parents started arguing all the time about the smallest of things, like whether his father didn’t pick up a certain package or because his mother looked ‘too nice’ to go to work. They would go with days without speaking until a few weeks after Lorcan’s birthday which is when they announced they were getting a divorce. Since then it has been battle upon battle between them. He generally lived with his mother though on weekends he stayed with his father on the opposite side of town which wasn’t quite enough for his father who ended up going to court to get custody. He didn’t win which just made the arguments even more infuriating. After his eighteenth birthday, Lorcan moved into his own apartment to get away from the constant bickering. He then graduated from high school and put himself through university to eventually get a degree in criminology. At the age of twenty two, at the moment he is training become a probation officer.
Due to him being a big brother, Lorcan is very protective of the ones he cares about which aren’t very many but that suits him just fine. He has never been very confident so he only has a handful of friends and those are mostly through family or work. However, he has made a few while at university and school though none of them he’s actually really stayed in touch with except for the occasional ‘bumping’ into at bars or at the supermarket. Those moments are just too awkward for him. Too those he cares for, he’s the sweetest guy. He’s like a big dog, both loyal, lovable and just plain goofy at times. If you ever need his help all you need to do is give him a call and he’d drop everything just to get here. If you’ve murdered someone he’ll help you get rid of the body, need cash if he can he’ll give to you and he’ll give you all the advice you need, though of course people tend not to ask because he tends to be a little honest and frank. To those who don’t know him, they tend to mistake his lack of confidence and often think he’s a little ‘stuck up’. It’s odd how he can deal with people with various mental illnesses but he can’t deal with the ‘normal’.
For work, Lorcan can be often seen in a long-sleeved white shirt, black trouser, black shoes topped with a black tie. Outside of work, he tends to go for a more casual look of fitted jeans and various plain t-shirt with various sarcastic and witty slogans on. The only jewellery he wears is a silver watch around his right wrist. His skin is often pale despite the fact that he likes to spend a lot of his free time outside whether it’s helping out at the local community centre or jogging around town. He has short thick jet black hair with bright emerald green eyes. Depending on his mood, he may have facial hair though it won’t last long as he tends to think it makes him look a lot older than he actually is. He is a tall guy with wide shoulders. He doesn’t really work out so he isn’t exactly the most muscled guy on the planet though it doesn’t change the fact that he’s handsome. He doesn’t have any piercings but he does have a tattoo on his wrist of the date his parents got official divorce just so he can remind himself that times can’t be as bad as they were back then.
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EXPERIENCE About five.
CONTACT all.i.wanted@hotmail.com
MEMBER TITLE Local
OTHER CHARACTERS N/A
CODE WORDS lovelikewoe.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Standing in the entrance of Oceana, Rhiannon couldn’t help but grin widely as her eyes scanned the heavily packed club. Despite reading about the numbers in the newspaper earlier that morning, she was still surprised at the masses that surrounded every inch of the room, making her happy of her choice to wear a short black dress instead of the long blue one she had planned. It would only have gotten trashed and, unlike the one she wore now, she would never have been able to wear it out again. Times were rough at the moment for the brunette and she couldn’t afford to fork out on new dresses for every event that she had to attend, not that she had that many to attend to lately. She hadn’t exactly been ‘Miss Popular’ since her official return to Brighton, though she was hoping to change that though she found it very unlikely that anything would be improving anytime soon. Rhiannon was going through some kind of funk and she had no clue how to get out of it.
Guiding her way through the crowds, Rhian a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she finally made it to the bar. She was already warm and she hadn’t even been there five minutes. As she waited for a bartender to come over to her, she had another glance around, amusing herself by trying to guess the people behind the mask. Of course, she wouldn’t know more than 10% of the people who attended but it still amused her greatly to try. “I’ll have a martini please,” she said as she leaned forward, her blue eyes were a nice contrast against the jewelled black mask that covered her pale face. Her long dark brown hair was elegantly twirled up into a bun leaving her shoulders and the top of her back exposed. A silver diamond necklace hung around her neck and a matching bracelet around her skinny wrist while a black bag was in her right hand. She had sewed some sequins onto it so it could at least match her mask a little which had surprisingly turned out decent.
“Thanks,” she shouted as he laid her drink in front of her, hoping that he heard her over the music as she held some cash out towards him. He soon came back with her change but left a moment later to serve someone else, leaving by herself.
Guiding her way through the crowds, Rhian a sigh of relief escaped her lips as she finally made it to the bar. She was already warm and she hadn’t even been there five minutes. As she waited for a bartender to come over to her, she had another glance around, amusing herself by trying to guess the people behind the mask. Of course, she wouldn’t know more than 10% of the people who attended but it still amused her greatly to try. “I’ll have a martini please,” she said as she leaned forward, her blue eyes were a nice contrast against the jewelled black mask that covered her pale face. Her long dark brown hair was elegantly twirled up into a bun leaving her shoulders and the top of her back exposed. A silver diamond necklace hung around her neck and a matching bracelet around her skinny wrist while a black bag was in her right hand. She had sewed some sequins onto it so it could at least match her mask a little which had surprisingly turned out decent.
“Thanks,” she shouted as he laid her drink in front of her, hoping that he heard her over the music as she held some cash out towards him. He soon came back with her change but left a moment later to serve someone else, leaving by herself.
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