Post by Edward on Nov 11, 2010 0:09:31 GMT -5
[/b]EDWARD JAMES HUGHES
[/center]~~~~~~ BASICS[/b]
Full Name:Edward James Hughes
Nickname(s):Eddie
Gender:Male
Sexuality:Straight
Age/Birthday:34/January 15th
Member Group:Aristocracy
~~~~~~ APPEARANCE[/b]
Character Portrayal (if human):Jonathan Rhys Meyers
Hair:Brown
Eyes:Blue
Height:5'7"
Individual Features: Edward has a tattoo of a snake that runs along the upper right hand side of his back.
Physical Description (for Dragons only):N/A
~~~~~~ INFLUENCES[/b]
Family:
-Anne Hughes(mother/deceased)
-Edmund Hughes(father/living)
-Sarah Hughes(sister/deceased)
Friends:
-King Tuvion
Enemies: None
Allegiance:To the King
~~~~~~ PERSONALITY[/b]
Personality:Edward is a very loose canon. He likes to have fun, joke around, and drink as much ale as he possibly can. When you see him, he will most likely be slightly drunk. He doesn't regret his actions or anything he does while in this state. However, being so close to the king, he can gain anything he desires.
The thing Edward loves the most is his power. Being the first in command to the king gives him that, however, he is not the most responsible person. Edward likes to abuse his power by doing whatever he can to get into trouble, but not getting caught.
Likes:
-Drinking
-Women
-Picking on the townspeople
Dislikes:
-Dragons
-Not getting what he wants
-Magic
-Anything that is happy
Fears:
-The queen's handmaiden dying
-The world will run out of ale
~~~~~~ HISTORY[/b]
History:Edward was brought up in a low class home. His father was a blacksmith, and his mother did not work. Growing up, they didn't have the best of things, so it was hard for them to even feed everyone in the household.
The food portions got lower and lower, and soon Edward's father lost his job. His sister, Sarah, then died from starvation. This was a very dark time in the family, and his parents did not want to lose their only son. Edward's parents provided the best for him, since now he was an only child.
Edward learned everything from his father, but some things were better left not learned at all. At the age of 8, his father and his friends decided to go to an inn and get drunk. His father, not knowing any better, gave Edward his first drink. Soon after, he was consumed by the alcohol.
The next thing Edward knew, he was on the floor in a room he had never been in before. Not remembering what happened last night, he then saw his father with another woman. He then ran out the door with tears in his eyes back to his mother, where he told her everything that had happened.
His parents then never spoke to each other again, and Edward lived with his mother for the next 10 years. She then soon began having trouble breathing, and soon passed. Edward did not want to return to his father, so he decided to stay in the village and make himself a living.
Edward then soon met, Tuvion, and they became good friends. When Tuvion became king, and made Edward first in command, Edward knew he could benefit something from that power. Now that he is first in command, Edward knows he can do anything he wants without getting any blame, along with having Tuvion’s trust.
Random Facts:None
~~~~~~ PLAYER[/b]
Name:Kate
Age:18
RP Experience:4 years
Any Other Characters? None
RP Sample: Bradley was working in the lab frantically. Papers were scattered everywhere, his glasses were practically falling off his nose as he sat in his chair in front of the computer. He knew he was working much harder than he should have, but he was determined to find out what the cause of this disease was.
He knew he was starting to run out of town, now that a good percentage of people had been infected. Bradley leaned back in his chair, ran his hands through his hair and yelled in frustration. He then slammed his fists down on the table. Bradley took a deep breath in. ‘C'mon James. You can figure this out. Everyone else is working just as hard as you are, even though it doesn't look like it...’ he thought to himself.
Bradley got up from the computer, running over to the chalkboard again, picking up a piece of chalk and beginning to write out a formula.
"Okay...so if x equals the mass of f over the square root of 7, then where does that leave the permutation of z to the 4th power?"
Bradley took off his glasses, putting them in his pocket again. This was impossible. But he knew he couldn't give up. Millions of lives were at stake and he knew he had to finish the job. Bradley looked up for a moment, wondering how everyone else's progress was coming along, only to see a good portion of them taking a coffee break. Rage couldn't help but flow through his veins.
"What is the matter with you!? Can't you see we're at a crisis here?! Millions of people are going to die because you lazy asses can't do any work!!! So… GET TO IT!!!!"
he yelled angrily. Instantly all of them were in a flutter, going to their desks and starting to type formulas that would be possible for the cure. The others were grouped together at blackboards, trying to figure out a diagnosis.
Bradley hated himself for yelling, but he felt as if he were the only man who cared in this room about what was going on outside. He was lucky that he was still somewhat sane. His worst fear was always becoming one of those mad scientists.
Taking in another deep breath, he then went over to the water jug and poured himself a glass of water, drinking it down in a single swallow.
Spiritus Draco: Gosh, that's toasty
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