Sign Up Used and Ashamed [M-SLV]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=Red][SIZE=1][I]Just before I start, this RP will eventually become very dark and possibly disturbing, the characters will share a lot of their thoughts on what life has delt them.[/I][/SIZE][/COLOR]

[SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][CENTER][U][B]Used and Ashamed[/B][/U]


A cold sweat sheen over the body of a young man tortured him in his sleep, his hurtful sleep, one wracked with nightmares and screams that no one heard. A sleep filled with shadows and monsters that devoured his very being, his soul?why did no one come when he screamed? No one ever came?no body wanted him?. no love, not even a family. Within seconds the man was awake, the usual feeling of nausea writhing in his stomach. The bile rose before he even had a chance to move from his bed, that salty burning that made his eyes water. His stomach wrenched in one violent movement, throwing up his small meal of the day across the bedroom floor, staining the polished floorboards. A gasp escaped his chapped lips, the sickening taste of his vomit stuck in his mouth. A shaking hand reached out from the bed, groping hopelessly in the dark for a glass of water only to knock it and hear the smash of glass and splash of water across the floor. The man bit his lip, drawing blood, and then he cried. He cried until his face was stained with tears and his throat was hoarse from the very effort. Why did emotions torture him in this way?

Not so far away, at that very same instance, a young woman woke suddenly, running a hand through her short hair. She sighed, another warped dream that had repeated itself for the fifth time this week, she was so sick of it now. The thing that amazed her was the fact that each night it seemed more real, like she was watching a movie and each night the dream grew longer and somehow, more painful. The redhead sat up in bed and dabbed her face and chest with the covers, trying to get the cold sweat from her skin. Her eyes had grown weary in the last few days and a shadow had formed underneath them, she knew that sleep was vital but someone out there was determined not to let her get it. After swinging her legs around to meet the carpeted floor, the woman stood and walked downstairs to her kitchen, fetching herself a glass of water. She opened the fridge and closed her eyes, relishing the cold air upon her hot and clammy face. The nights seemed so hot now, despite the fact that it was the middle of winter. Who was that man that she kept seeing in her dreams anyway?
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The morning sun broke through half drawn, green curtains, filtering through onto a messy bed revealing a young man holding his pillow, still sobbing lightly into it. The nightmare form earlier had shaken him to the core and he knew that he wouldn?t sleep tonight. The ghosts of his past seemed to be creeping up on him more these days and he could not shake them. Dark memories still hung in the back of his mind, like cobwebs that he couldn?t clear out. The man knew that he needed someone; he had to have someone who could love and understand him. Someone who could help him fight these demons. The phone then rang downstairs and the answer machine spoke up. The man tilted his head to hear who was on the line,
[B]?It?s me, I hope you?re awake!? [/B] a female voice cooed down the line, the man buried his head into his pillow and groaned. He knew she wasn?t whom he needed?but to be honest, there was no one left.
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A nice dark and tragic RP for you all to...er?enjoy may not be the right word here. Anyway, this will basically be a dark romance of a man feeling like he is stuck in a rut and is simply being used by everyone he knows. He needs someone to love him deeply but he hasn?t found her yet. Most nights he dreams about his past, the things that still haunt him to the day and every night he catches a glimpse of a young woman. The woman in the story (played by myself) also dreams, each night she waked up after seeing what the young man sees like she is watching from afar. She knows that he needs help but has no idea who he is and she, like that young man, only catches fleeting glimpses of him, never enough to see exactly what he is like. The two will (obviously) meet each other in some circumstance and it will be love at first sight. Now I?ve got a few roles that need to be filled before I can open sigh ups for totally original characters. Those roles are:

[B]The man?s girlfriend:[/B] She is highly attractive in the stereotypical way but her personality is the opposite. She is fake around strangers and draws them in with a smile, while at home she is disrespectful and uses her boyfriend as a toy and a bank, nothing else.

[B]The woman?s boss:[/B] This man is rich and arrogant and is totally infatuated with the heroine of the story, possessively so. He is known to have a temper but is usually fair to clients and employees but has also been known to lash out at people only to pay them a hefty sum of money to keep them quiet. (26+)

[B]The woman?s brother:[/B] He is very protective of his sister and will do anything for her. He has always been, and will always stay, he protector through anything that is thrown at her. He detests her boss and wishes that she would quit her job.

[B]The man?s best friend[/B]: One of the few people who the hero can turn to. He is funny, kind and a hit with the ladies, always trying to hook his friend up with women. Though most of the time they don?t work out. He wishes that his friend would break up with his current girlfriend, leave town, and start a new life somewhere.

[B]The young man:[/B] The hero of the story, he is a writer and a poet and feels that he is stuck in a rut; he needs to find someone who he can love and know that his love is returned. *Reserved for now*

[U][B]Sign ups-[/B][/U]
[B]Name:[/B]
[B]Age:[/B] 20+
[B]Gender:[/B]
[B]Occupation: [/B]
[B]Appearance:[/B] Picture or description is fine (if you use a picture, make sure it is one of a real person)
[B]Personality:[/B]
[B]Bio: [/B] (This really doesn?t have to be long, just a few lines on how the person is in every day life.)

[U][B]My Sign Up-[/B][/U]
[B]Name:[/B] Jamie Nesbitt
[B]Age:[/B] 22
[B]Gender:[/B] Female
[B]Occupation: [/B] Jamie has been working at a large company in the centre of New York for the last year, she works as the company director?s secretary.

[B]Appearance:[/B] Jamie is not obviously attractive and would like it to stay that way. With high cheekbones, a slim face and a pale complexion, most people say that she has a very elegant look about her. Her eyes are her most noticeable feature, being a grey/green colour with very long and thick eyelashes, most people are either drawn to them or are repelled, saying that Jamie has a very cold stare. Jamie?s hair is another noticeable feature, while her hair was originally long and blond until she was 14; she then decided to cut it all short, giving her a very tomboyish look. Now her hair is dyed red with black streaks, which is a contrast with her milky white skin. Jamie has very good posture and always stands at her full height of 5?6??, some say that she looks down her nose at people, but she never means to give anyone a false look.
Usually she will dress in black or purple clothes, her make up also being dark colours such as bronze, purple or red. Jeans and polar necks are what Jamie is most comfortable wearing, she is not keen on showing off her body and wears heavy clothes even in summer.

[B]Personality:[/B] Jamie is usually a very happy person, always ready to joke about a matter, making the situation seem even a little lighter. She has a knack for making people happy and she will come up with something funny even if it?s at her own expense, anything to make her friends happy. She has a very bad habit of keeping her feelings bottled up inside and has started to write a diary, she finds it much better than breaking down with the stress of emotions like she used to. The young woman loves to socialise and be with friends, always willing to buy an extra round of drinks to keep everyone talking. She isn?t, however, too keen on talking about her past and even her best friends don?t know much about her childhood. At the moment she as been under a lot of stress at work as her boss has made her work longer hours than usual, add to that the fact that she hasn?t been sleeping well, it has made the redhead a little cranky and she is prone to snapping at people.

[B]Bio: [/B] Jamie basically has a very cloudy childhood and has pushed her memories up until she was 13 to the back of her mind, hoping to never remember them. She wears a mask these days, not nearly as happy as she used to be. She still goes out every Friday with her friends and her brother to dance or to simply have a drink. Her brother can actually remember the horrible things that Jamie was put through as a child but always avoids the question if anyone asks. Jamie is paid well for what she does and counts herself lucky that her boss at least pays her for the unsociable hours that he has started to make her work. Her diary is only a week old seeing as she only bought it the day after her first disturbing dream. She now writes in it everyday.
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[B]Sheesh, sorry for the read, heh. Remember, those positions listed should be filled first and formost, only then will I accept original characters. Make sure that if you sign up as a cast character that your sign up fits the scant amount of information I added. Also remember to enjoy what you write and have fun ^_^[/B][/SIZE]

[JJ]

Signup For [b]The Young Man's Best Friend[/b]

[Color=DimGray][size=1]Name: Micheal Kilms

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Occupation: Micheal is an ER resident at Mercy General.

Appearance: See attachment.

Personality: Micheal is a party animal. He loves going out and just partying. He and his friend Grant used to be the part animals until he met ______.

Micheal then was forced to go on his own, not one to give up. He's also a ladies man. He prefers to just talk with most women, although most of them want him in bed.

He has two pet peeves. Drunk people who expect things to happen, and controlling figures that only use others.

Bio: Micheal grew up in a normal house hold. His mother and father both worked, and Micheal is an only child because of that. When Micheal turned seven, his parents gave him a key to the house, and allowed him to stay home alone.

He had alot of free time, and watched alot of TV. His favorite show was about doctors in a hospital that are forced to work in the ER. He loved the idea of being the second line of attack in medicine. The first line had no glory, and the third had all of it.

Micheal grew up reading alot too. He would always check out the books on Medicine, ranging from Surgery to Heart encyclopedias. At first, his parents wouldn't allow him to read the books. They said it was too graphic for a ten year old.

Thier worries were soon put aside, when Micheal helped a friend who had scraped his arm. Micheal knew to clean the wound out, and to not apply the bandage until then.

His parents could not agrue with him from there on. His intrest in Medicine only grew. By age sixteen, he had read every medical textbook in the library, and was working his way through the medical library at Mercy General.

The only real friend he kept was Grant, becusae most other students were turned off by his knowledge wehn it came to science and math. Although he didn't enjoy English and the other courses as much, he still did well. He and Grant would always be seen together, not letting girlfriends come between them.

When Micheal graduated, he sent off his aplication to the State college, which had a history of producing great doctors. He finished his first four years, and then started on his Bachelors. He had moved towards the ER, and worked hard, putting him towards his time in the ER.

When he turned 23, he was assigned as a medical student to observe the ER for a month. He argued that he was ready to go as a processed medical student. They tested him, and he passed, giving him the job.

He passed his first year with flying colors, and took the Resident spot for the ER, where he is currently working.

Through all of this, he had always relied on Grant as a support. When he started dating ________ he lost him. Micheal realized what she was doing, and more than once made it obvious to Grant. Grant just brushed him off, not listening. Micheal then gave up, and went on. The only thing that bothered him, was that his own best friend didn't want to believe him. It's the only thing in this world right now that puzzles him.[/size][/color]

OOC: This looks fun. Good Job. I hope I didn't make the Bio too long. ^^ Sorry about the ______, but I didn't want to put a name in.

[ArunueShekamari]

[B]The Womans Brother [/B] [why do I keep playing guys? Am I a cross RPGer now?] Oh, and hint up, you gave no setting. That would be appreciated.


[B]Name:[/B] Danii Nesbitt

[B]Age: [/B] 31

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Occupation: [/B] Works for a gaming/programing industry. Helps to program computer sytems.

[B]Appearance: [/B] He stands at an indimidating 6'5'', and weights 240 lbs. His facial features are much like his sisters, with a slender face, and high cheek bones. He is much paler than his sister, amazingly, from over work and lack of nutrition. Danii's eyes are a light brown fading out into a deep, strong green. His hair is a dyed black, just long enough to be pulled back into a loose poneytail. His sister says it makes him look like a thug. His smile is sweet and humble, fitting well with his eyes. He is well toned and muscular, though lately he's been loosing his figure, due to over working and not having time to work out and keep in shape. His atire often consists of blacks and whites and rather baggy clothes, but not too heavy. A black T-shirt and jeans is his most commen outfit.

[B]Personality:[/B] Danii has a knack for worrying, over figuring, stressing and overprotectiveness. He's keen to watch every action of his sisters and interogate her constantly. He's an over acheiver and would be described by some as excessive compulsive, due to his constant need for perfection, and preciseness. Danii isn't one to go out on friday nights and party, though he loves quiet nights with his sister. In public he trys to act calm and cool, but in acctuality he's nervous constantly and jumpy as hell. His sister tells him that he's getting old, but he just brushes her off. He's still young and fit, and looks, and acts around his mid 20's, not early 30's. He matured fast when he was a child, because he had to care for himself on quite a few occasions. Danii cannot sit still for over an hour without doing anything or he gets frustrated. He's constanly up and around, but only in his apartment, not often in public.

[B]Bio: [/B] Danii lives in an apartment next to his sister. She's constantly bugging him that it's almost as bad as living togeather, which they did for a few years before, untill Jamie got fed up with him and they moved into seperate apartments. He's often hanging over her, and wanting to be with her constantly. He doesn't have a girlfriend and has stated that he isn't looking. His relationships are often ruined by his lack of relaxation and his constant aboutness.Danii would rather be with his sister than with some girl. Jamie complains that he needs to get a girlfriend or he's going to end up smothering her in attention. He just shakes his head and refuses to go out with women. He has recently put in extra hours at work to help out with a huge program he's working on and to keep his mind off of his worrying nature. Although he has ****** up quite a few programs when not paying attention and worrying. Although he is valuable to the company, his boss has threatned to fire him, or atleast put him on smaller, and lower paying projects if he doesn't get his head straightened out and his mind off of his sister.


Bring it to my attention if anything needs editing.

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=Green][SIZE=1]Gah, setting, yes. Sorry about that. Of course I'm assuming that you mean season/country? This is based in America, New York to be exact and it's Winter Time. Also, I should have mentioned that the Nesbitt's are from England, silly me. ^^;; Wonderful sign ups the both of you, thank you for participating.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Revelation]

[size=1][color=#696969][B][U]Woman's Brother[/B][/U]

[B]Name:[/B] Jesse Nesbitt

[B]Age:[/B] 27

[B]Gender:[/B] Male

[B]Occupation:[/B]

[B]Appearance:[/B]

[B]Personality:[/B]

[B]Bio:[/B]

I'll get this up later, Meth.[/size][/color]

[ArunueShekamari]

Charecter is already taken, sweet heart. Please choose another one.

[Talon]

[color=slategray]Sign-up for [b]The Young Man[/b]

[b]Name:[/b] Grant Kitren Jackson

[b]Age:[/b] 24

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Occupation:[/b] Successful author and poet, semi-successful auto repairman.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Grant has medium-length, matted black hair that sweeps dramatically over his left eye, the hair in back being tied in a loose ponytail. His right eye is colored a dark brown that often appears black, his covered left is shaded a brilliant, crystal blue. His complexion is lightly tanned, yet his black-haired, six-foot-four frame is still dark enough to match the description "tall, dark, and handsome". He wears tight jeans, close-fitting t-shirts, and whatever else he feels like wearing. He's never seen without a blue jean or leaher jacket around his shoulders.

[b]Personality:[/b] Grant is rather depressed, often moody, and stubborn as all holy hell. He often sleeps fitfully, suffering from nightmares in which he dies without knowing that anybody loves him. He wishes fervently, with every grain of his being, for true love. He also wishes, rather dearly, that he wasnt born a city boy, writing often about the country and horses, and most especially, the wide open plains. Because of this dream, he usually wears a blue jean jacket and leather boots.

[b]Bio:[/b] Grant's father was an abusive riches hunter, but his wife never saw the bastard for what he was. When Grant was born, Richard James, Grant's father, took his chance and slipped her an overdoes of morphine. After he sued the hospital, making many thousands of dollars, he attempted to gain all of her holdings and money after her death, but found that she had seen him for what he was and left her assets to her as-yet unborn child. Pissed beyond recognition at the child for stealing "his" money, he took it upon himself to beat the child at every opportunity.

Growing up with such torture, Grant took some solace knowing his mother had loved him with all she had when he was born, reading letters she'd written to him while he was yet unborn. He also took solace from his last name, his mother's maiden name. But that was all shattered when his father found the letters and tore them to shreds, beating the then-sixteen-year-old boy within an inch of his life.

Grant began to rely heavily on his best friend, Michael, as his depression began to manifest, even after his father died and he moved out. Still, he hid his depression as best he could, partying with his best friend and exploring the world of women. Still, after five years, he'd yet to be kissed, and every girl he'd ever been with abused him, used him, and shamed him. Until he met HER.

Michael had warned him. Grant was half-tempted to listen to him, his money being removed from his wallet bit by bit, his rugged looks being perused and prodded by her friends. But Grantl's depression had hit an all-time low, and Grant kept her, hoping for death. he turned to his writing for solace, and found grace and beauty in a countryside he'd never seen. The West was where his mother was born, and where Grant wanted his children born.

His nightmares intensified, and Grant began to lose himself in more and more depression, but he kept his hopes and dreams, writing about a love he might never have. Grant now works at an auto-shop in his spare time, his writing and inheritance providing ample opportunity for an education. He is currently at the top of his class. And the bottom of the love-chain, or so he thinks.[/color]

[Ezekiel]

[COLOR=Green][SIZE=1]Thanks to everyone who's signed up so far, I see no problems with anyone's profiles. Sorry, Neuvoxetere (still trying to think of a nickname), I didn't realise someone had taken that place when you spoke to me on AIM.

I've realised that sign ups have slowed down and I think that's due to the fact that I have too many set characters. As of now, you may sign up as an original character. The others will be NPCs if need be, it won't be much of an issue, I just want to get this RP off the gorund.

Thanks again to everyone, I'd like to have this up in the Square within a week.[/SIZE][/COLOR]

[Valen]

[size=1][b][size=1][font=comic sans ms][color=royalblue]Name:[/color][/font][/size][/b][size=1][font=comic sans ms][color=royalblue] Vahn N. Cernunnos

[b]Age:[/b] 24
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Gender:[/b] Male
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Occupation: [/b]Gamer/Hacker/Coffee Shop Server
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Appearance:[/b] Black on black with white topping. Short white hair, olive skin, and dark black eyes decorate Vahn's complexion. He wears clothes reminiscent of Brandon Lee's "The Crow", that is, tight black t-shirts, tight black leather pants, black leather jackets, and black fingernail polish. He also wears combat boots, a spiked choker, and carries a pair of sai in his belt for "emergencies".
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Personality: [/b]Wicca-fan all the way, Vahn is the kind of guy who believes Death is the hottest goth chick ever. Those who know him label him as an annoying motherf*cker, and it's true in almost every sense of the world. He lives to make his best friend, Grant's life a living hell, while improving it at the same time. Vahn never gives up, and he's hell on wheels when it comes to video games and disliking Grant's choice in women. Common line: "So who's the ***** who treats you like THEIR ***** now?"
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Bio: [/b] Vahn met Grant and Michael in detention during high school, and all three hit it off. Vahn was the annoying, ever-present gamer friend that nobody could help but like. As time wore on, though, his friendship with the two became cemented, and he cares for the depressed Grant as though he were his own brother. Though he steadily disapproves of his performance with women, often quoting lines like "Damn, man, her claws were SHARP this time" or "Abuse hotlines would have a field day with you, mano." He worries constantly about his friends. Though his job at the Coffee Cottage and his side-job hacking for a popular group of websites keeps him relatively busy, he saves his weekends for Grant and Michael.[/color][/font][/size]
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