Post by JOSEPH FRENCH on Aug 23, 2011 1:59:00 GMT
Joseph Christian French.
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[/size][/center]hello! i am Tree, yo, and i am IDGAF years old. i am boarding the x.x train, and i have been role playing for laadeedaa years. also, i play figure it out. You're smart~. if you want to contact me, reach me at enter usename, msn, or email address. that's all folks!
THE BASICS.
FIRST THINGS ARE ALWAYS FIRST.
[/font][/center]FIRST THINGS ARE ALWAYS FIRST.
FULL NAME : Joseph Christian French
NICKNAMES : Joe, Joey, Jojo, J.T.
AGE : Twenty, July 13th
GENDER : Male
ETHNICITY : Spaniard/Italian mix
RELIGION : Lolno
SEXUALITY : "I go where the wind blows," (Tentative bisexual)
STATUS : Single, and looking for fun. ;P
MEMBER GROUP : Aesthetics
YEAR : Sophomore
PLAY-BY : Awks. Random Tumblr guy I found while trying to find black men...
THE MINOR DETAILS.
WHY NOT EXPLORE OUR WORLD AND SEE ITS DEPTHS.
[/font][/center]WHY NOT EXPLORE OUR WORLD AND SEE ITS DEPTHS.
JOEY'S DISLIKES :
- -Greasy hair
-Sobriety
-Scruffy facial hair
-Shopping for new clothes
-Diet soda
-Books
-People with animals that shed
-The color brown
JOEY'S LIKES :
- -Music (Making and Listening)
-Women with nice curves ;)
-Sketching
-Being a Boss
-Nutella and white bread
-Skateboards (None of that long-boarding shit for him)
-Dinosaurs
-Drinking
GOALS :
- -Buy a car that isn't complete crap
-Be in a band that won't break up after one month
-Get a steady girlfriend (Or, hey, you know..boyfriend)
-Become an architect (Ambitious, no?)
-Patch things up with his father
FEARS :
- -If you ever bring your large dog around him, try not to laugh too hard as he jumps up on the nearest piece of furniture and screams like a little girl.
-Men. Scary ones that remind him of his father.
-Being forgotten.
SECRETS :
- -He had no real friends as a child, and only learned how to engage in relationships within the past six years.
-The numerous trips to the E.R. as a child that were blamed on 'falling down' and 'playing rough with the neighbor kids'? That wasn't the truth..
WEAKNESS :
- -Sleeeeeeeeeep. He loves it. Don't get between this kid and his Z's.
-Good music. If he hears it, he has to investigate and get band information.
STRENGTHS :
- -Being able to talk his way out of trouble. (The only good thing his father taught him)
-He's a musician, 'nuff said.
OVERALL PERSONALITY :
- Patient - He did a lot of waiting as a child, and so now that he's older, it's second nature just to wait for things. He doesn't get frustrated by long lines or the paycheck that is late.
Cautious - His relationships in the past weren't the best sort, mostly abuse and neglect. He doesn't hold anything against his father, and doesn't have severe personality disorders, but he does take his time when getting to know someone.
Loose - Joey really doesn't give two shits what other people do, as long as his life isn't in danger, and it doesn't harm children. Smoke your crack, just don't expect him to be cool when your little sister walks in. I guess you could say he's...
Protective - When it comes to children anyway. He won't hesitate to chew you out and, if he needs to, threaten to call DHS or something. Children are the only that he crosses the line at. Other than that, Joey is pretty...
Open Minded - He's the one who will be all for that dumb shit that could possibly end in a pumped stomach and a whole day missing from his memory. But to give him credit, he's the fun type of drunk, not the angry one that screams at everyone. He might be a bit...
Pig-Headed - At least when he's drunk, but come on, he's beautiful. You can't deny that! Well, you can, but he's really...
Persistent - He fights for what he wants, whatever that may be, and he doesn't give up easily.
SUBJECTS :
- Music, Fine Art, Art History, and Architecture.
In order:
Music; because he loves singing and he is a pretty decent bass player, so why not evolve on those skills?
Fine Art; Joey is a pretty legit artist, and art and architecture go hand in hand.
Art History; yeah, this one is just for fun. The teacher is hot, right?
Architecture; kind of a random occupation, but they make tons of money, and if he can't make it as a music artist, he'll have his degree to help him survive.
BY PROCEDURE.
JUST TO STRAIGHTEN THINGS UP.
[/font][/center]JUST TO STRAIGHTEN THINGS UP.
HOMETOWN : Beverly Hills, California.
CURRENT RESIDENCE : Las Vegas, Nevada.
MOTHER'S NAME : Lauren French.
FATHER'S NAME : Jesse French.
SIBLINGS : Kaitlynn French, age 16.
OVERALL HISTORY :
Joey grew up in a small, but very rich neighborhood. The kind of place where the sun seemed to always shine and big, fake smiles were always required to leave your house. If the press caught whiff of any family problems, you would never heard the end of it. He did not have many, what people would consider 'normal' friends, just the children of his father's fellow government workers, who had all been raised, like him, to be polite and stay out of the way.
While others climbed trees and played in rivers, the children of Joey's community sat in corners together, silently waiting for the love and adoration they knew would not come from their parents. A hug, a kiss, maybe a friendly smile? Anything would've been a welcomed relief from the lack of physical affection the children suffered from.
His mother was the exception, though she nurtured her children in private, away from her cold-hearted husband. She loved them, and treated them like real children; reading bedtime stories, playing games, making cookies with them. Lauren French loved her children, and didn't want them to grow up in the same environment she'd been subjected to.
But, at the delicate age of 6, his mother disappeared under mysterious circumstances. A car accident, he was told one day. No, cancer, was the answer another. Joseph, to this day, does not know how, nor why his mother died. She was replaced with a trophy wife, blond and hollow, not unlike the other women he knew as his neighbors. Joey could not understand any of it at such a young age, and grew to despise his stepmother and his father for taking his mother away.
His rebellious mindset just grew more intense as the replacement for his mother demanded him to be more presentable. Dress pants, starched button ups, and ties in solid, conservative colors. Blue, red, grey, and a lot of black. His closet was the epitome of dull and boring. His sister was subjected to the same torture, but instead of dull, bland colors, her dresses were bright pink, yellow, and teal.
That was not cool with him. >:| (lol)
Joey would sneak out and do normal teenager things with his bad influence-friends, and dress the way he wanted to, and be who he wanted to be. No restrictions were put on him when he was outside his stepmother's gaze, and that is the way he liked it. He toiled in drugs, alcohol and the likes, but never found them to be very amusing, just a waste of time, though if offered, he sure as heck wouldn't turn anything down.
He left home the day he officially became an adult, with only a backpack of clothes, money, and granola bars to get him to his new home. No looking back, no regrets. Destination: Las Vegas.
FINISHING TOUCHES.
THE SAD ENDING TO A PERFECT BEGINNING.
[/font][/center]THE SAD ENDING TO A PERFECT BEGINNING.
ROLE PLAY SAMPLE :
I said I wasn't gonna make anymore...then I did. And I still need a black man that isn't a professor. Blah. Go look at Eli if you really need a sample.
