Post by colorfullycayenne on Feb 4, 2009 12:29:26 GMT 10
[/size]`finn thomas morgan ellis !!!
Easy-Going. Ladies' Man. Energetic.
Name: Finn Morgan Thomas Ellis
Nickname(s): Finn, Dorsal Finn, Morgie.
Major: Drama
Age: Eighteen
Grade: Freshmen
Birthdate: October 13th, 1990.
Orientation: Straight
Location: Hood River, Oregon.
`Appearance ,,
Finn Ellis' look aren't the most conventional ones.
His fiery red hair, pale blue-green eyes, abundant freckles and otherwise pale skin make most automatically think "Ireland" and aren't the most usual sight. He's not quite unusually tall, but definitely on the taller side, and his lanky body makes him look slightly awkward; but the lean muscles in his arms and chest usually make up for it. The bane of his existence, looks wise, is the acne that creeps down the back of his neck. His family teases him relentlessly for the bottles and brands of every sort of acne-busting concoction there is that he goes through, but so far, he hasn't "busted" the problem yet.
As for his style, it's very much an anything-goes. His hair is lucky if it meets a brush on a day-to-day basis, and he's always proud of himself when his shoes match, much less his socks. He honestly could care less about fashion, and it shows. He buys what he likes, regardless of how scarred the rest of the world may be by the garment.
Finn Ellis' look aren't the most conventional ones.
His fiery red hair, pale blue-green eyes, abundant freckles and otherwise pale skin make most automatically think "Ireland" and aren't the most usual sight. He's not quite unusually tall, but definitely on the taller side, and his lanky body makes him look slightly awkward; but the lean muscles in his arms and chest usually make up for it. The bane of his existence, looks wise, is the acne that creeps down the back of his neck. His family teases him relentlessly for the bottles and brands of every sort of acne-busting concoction there is that he goes through, but so far, he hasn't "busted" the problem yet.
As for his style, it's very much an anything-goes. His hair is lucky if it meets a brush on a day-to-day basis, and he's always proud of himself when his shoes match, much less his socks. He honestly could care less about fashion, and it shows. He buys what he likes, regardless of how scarred the rest of the world may be by the garment.
Best Feature: His build. He likes be long, lanky, lean and strong.
Worst Feature: His acne! Just the thought of it infuriates him.[/size]
`Personality ,,
Easy-going
Finn is one of the most easy-going people you'll ever know. He's so intent on pleasing everyone that he rarely takes his own opinion into consideration - that is, if he even has one in the first place. If you want him to do something and tell him so - actually, if he even gets the impression you want him to do something, he'll do it. He's up for anything... Which makes him, as it happens, very easy to manipulate, and very susceptible.
Ladies' Man
Finn is the quintessential ladies' man. He'll do anything for any woman, anytime. He's protective of every woman he ever comes across, and is quite the romantic. An original southern gentleman - just not from the south - he'll give up his coat on a freezing night, carry her over a puddle and open doors. He'll let them copy homework he spent all night on last second, and get into a fist fight for a woman he's never met before. Very often, he'll stop a dirty joke - which, contradictorally, he's quite fond of - or a curse word mid-sentence the instant a woman enters the scene.
Energetic
Finn is as entergetic and talkative a six year old. He's always got something to say - and if he doesn't? - he'll make it up. With unbounding energy, he's an A+ student - because he's always got the energy to do the work. He's athletic - although wildly uncordinated - and fit through sheer bouncing off the walls.
Easy-going
Finn is one of the most easy-going people you'll ever know. He's so intent on pleasing everyone that he rarely takes his own opinion into consideration - that is, if he even has one in the first place. If you want him to do something and tell him so - actually, if he even gets the impression you want him to do something, he'll do it. He's up for anything... Which makes him, as it happens, very easy to manipulate, and very susceptible.
Ladies' Man
Finn is the quintessential ladies' man. He'll do anything for any woman, anytime. He's protective of every woman he ever comes across, and is quite the romantic. An original southern gentleman - just not from the south - he'll give up his coat on a freezing night, carry her over a puddle and open doors. He'll let them copy homework he spent all night on last second, and get into a fist fight for a woman he's never met before. Very often, he'll stop a dirty joke - which, contradictorally, he's quite fond of - or a curse word mid-sentence the instant a woman enters the scene.
Energetic
Finn is as entergetic and talkative a six year old. He's always got something to say - and if he doesn't? - he'll make it up. With unbounding energy, he's an A+ student - because he's always got the energy to do the work. He's athletic - although wildly uncordinated - and fit through sheer bouncing off the walls.
Likes:
adrenaline;
lemon candy;
anything that moves fast;
girls;
diet pepsi;
ice cream of any flavor;
kite-boarding;
the trumpet;
asparagus;
treating women right;
guitars;
guitar hero;
rockband;
star wars;
Dislikes:
people who snort when they laugh;
kiwis;
not liking alcohol;
men who don't treat women right;
the french horn;
people who can play the piano (because he can't);
first person shooters;
star trek;
any other soda but diet pepsi;
milk;
sinks;
sky-lights;
his parents;
Positive Traits:
-He's the most protective guy you're ever gonna meet. Actually, he's just a ladies' man in general. He'll do anything for any girl, any time.
-He's so easy-going, it occasionally gets to the point that you want to shake him to get an opinion out of him. He's up for anything - as long as it doesn't interfere with his protectiveness of women. Due to this, however, it'd be far too easy for Finn to fall into some "bad habits".
--His over-bounding energy. No matter what, he's always got the energy to bounce off the walls, talk up a storm, and do just about everything.
Negative Traits:
-His innate, deep-rooted fear of failure slows him down, sometimes, interferes with his interest in doing everything. He fights so hard to hide this trait, though, it's rarely seen.
-His perverted jokes run like a river... Unless any girls are around.
-His friendly attitude sometimes causes problem - when Friend A is fighting with Friend B, and he refuses to side.
Greatest Ambition: To get away from his family, have an honest, famous, money-earning career as an actor, set his grandmother up with somewhere to live far into her later years and do her proud.
Greatest Fear: Failure. Raised in a family where his brothers are all child geniuses, Finn needs to do something to make himself known... He just hopes acting is that thing.[/size]
`History ,,
When Lynn Anderson, age fourteen, told her twenty-two year old boyfriend, Eric Ellis that she was pregnant, according to Finn's mother, anyway, he reportedly threw the priceless vase he'd been showing her at her head.
She ducked, the vase broke, and Eric and Lynn got married, under Eunice's, Lynn's mother, extreme insistence and Eric's parents - who had never been apart of Finn's life - many apologies. Eunice, explaining that since she obviously hadn't raised her child (Lynn), right, she should be able to do better with this next one, moved in with a highly thrilled and very pregnant Lynn and indignant, embarassed Eric after no honeymoon - a fact that Eric regularly brings up in family arguments to this day.
When Lynn and Eric's first child, Riley Martin came, he was heralded by all three, surprisingly, as at the very least a demi-god. With Eric's blonde hair and Lynn's peircing green eyes, he was a beautiful baby, and reportedly very bright - something that Riley, currently in his fifth year as an engineer in college is still proving to this day. So, almost immediately after, Lynn and Eric had another baby; Shiloh Austin. And another; Seth Lee. And another; Dax Jason. And...another; Finn Thomas Morgan. But the happiness ended there. Suddenly, Lynn and Eric found themselves with a newborn, a ten month old, three toddlers, a four year old, and a crotchety, over-worked grandmother.
The fairie tale ended there.
Eric wanted to leave and threatened to do so many times, but Eunice brow-beat him and Lynn guilt-tripped him into sticking around. He threw himself into work, and Lynn threw herself into taking care of herself, and Eunice threw herself into the babies. With each of them bottled off into separate lives, the three adults managed themselves, and the kids survived.
Finn grew up in an unhappy household with a self-obsessed mother, a never-there, always-grumpy father and a mildly insane grandmother. Money was never stretched but attention always was; he has the scars and the stories to prove it. No one noticed when he laid his hand on the barbecue or fell into the pool.
Although this should have brought his brothers together, it only tore them apart; none of them but Finn wanted anything to do with anyone in the family. Each of them found something they loved and focused on it. For Riley, it was science. For Shiloh it was sports. For Seth, it was girls, and for Dax it was writing. Finn, on the other hand, joined band and his elementary school's musical. It was Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and he was an Oompa Loompa. Once he was introduced to acting, he never looked back.
When Finn stumpled across WAofU he submitted his quickly slapped-together portfolio of acting jobs in small community theatre shows and the home-made videos that Eunice had made of him playing his trumpet or French horn, crossed his fingers, and hoped for the best.
As such, it was only natural that, when he was accepted, packed his bags and headed for the airport, only Eunice came to see him off.
When Lynn Anderson, age fourteen, told her twenty-two year old boyfriend, Eric Ellis that she was pregnant, according to Finn's mother, anyway, he reportedly threw the priceless vase he'd been showing her at her head.
She ducked, the vase broke, and Eric and Lynn got married, under Eunice's, Lynn's mother, extreme insistence and Eric's parents - who had never been apart of Finn's life - many apologies. Eunice, explaining that since she obviously hadn't raised her child (Lynn), right, she should be able to do better with this next one, moved in with a highly thrilled and very pregnant Lynn and indignant, embarassed Eric after no honeymoon - a fact that Eric regularly brings up in family arguments to this day.
When Lynn and Eric's first child, Riley Martin came, he was heralded by all three, surprisingly, as at the very least a demi-god. With Eric's blonde hair and Lynn's peircing green eyes, he was a beautiful baby, and reportedly very bright - something that Riley, currently in his fifth year as an engineer in college is still proving to this day. So, almost immediately after, Lynn and Eric had another baby; Shiloh Austin. And another; Seth Lee. And another; Dax Jason. And...another; Finn Thomas Morgan. But the happiness ended there. Suddenly, Lynn and Eric found themselves with a newborn, a ten month old, three toddlers, a four year old, and a crotchety, over-worked grandmother.
The fairie tale ended there.
Eric wanted to leave and threatened to do so many times, but Eunice brow-beat him and Lynn guilt-tripped him into sticking around. He threw himself into work, and Lynn threw herself into taking care of herself, and Eunice threw herself into the babies. With each of them bottled off into separate lives, the three adults managed themselves, and the kids survived.
Finn grew up in an unhappy household with a self-obsessed mother, a never-there, always-grumpy father and a mildly insane grandmother. Money was never stretched but attention always was; he has the scars and the stories to prove it. No one noticed when he laid his hand on the barbecue or fell into the pool.
Although this should have brought his brothers together, it only tore them apart; none of them but Finn wanted anything to do with anyone in the family. Each of them found something they loved and focused on it. For Riley, it was science. For Shiloh it was sports. For Seth, it was girls, and for Dax it was writing. Finn, on the other hand, joined band and his elementary school's musical. It was Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, and he was an Oompa Loompa. Once he was introduced to acting, he never looked back.
When Finn stumpled across WAofU he submitted his quickly slapped-together portfolio of acting jobs in small community theatre shows and the home-made videos that Eunice had made of him playing his trumpet or French horn, crossed his fingers, and hoped for the best.
As such, it was only natural that, when he was accepted, packed his bags and headed for the airport, only Eunice came to see him off.
Best Memory:
The opening night of his very first play, easily. He was a Jungle Citizen in his middle school's production of Seussical. Their JoJo was sick and couldn't make it... So Finn idly mentioned that it was a shame that he wasn't JoJo, because not only was he definitely there, he knew the part. Finn covered for the original JoJo that night, and the crowd went wild... He was also given the part of JoJo for the rest of the run.
Worst Memory:
Finn's worst memory was when he fell out of the tree and broke his arm at one of Riley's friends' parties. He'd been dumped on Riley that night to take care of, because Eunice was sick at Lynn and Eric both had convenient excuses not to take care of him. Only eight at the time, Finn had climbed a tree and fallen, breaking his right arm and a few ribs. Riley'd made him wait until after the party to take him to the hospital.
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`Writing Skill ,,
Mavis groaned, running her hands through her hair nervously, making the already crazy knot of curly, dark hair even crazier.
Actually, speaking of crazy things, this was crazy. It hadn't seemed too out of the question when the teacher suggested it; find four scripts that you've never heard of before, with a character you'd like to play in it, then write a five paragraph essay for each script about why you want to play that character.
Well, okay, it did sound crazy - but she did have a month to do it in. How hard could it be?
But no, of course not. Here she was, a week before it was due, looking at an aisle or two of scripts in the library that had already been rampaged by the other students in her class and now only consisted of such classics as "The Wizard of Oz", "Arsenic and Old Lace", "The Lion King" and such. Of course, there were still a few lesser-known scripts left; things like, "Mulan", or "Off the Map", but, being the hard-to-satisfy student of drama that she was, she knew nearly all of them already. The few that she didn't know looked a little bit dodgy and badly written, but those would have to do. No matter how long she stood here and looked at this shelf, she still would know the story of Mulan by heart.
Picking up a good dozen titles, and heaping them haphazardly into her arms, she headed briskly for an empty table - before the stack started swaying. Frantically - she did not want to pick all these shit-head titles up again - she dropped them onto the nearest table, where they splayed out like playing cards. A girl sat there already, looking her age, maybe a little older, head buried in her book. Mavis blushed the shade of her tomato red eye-shadow, (which was oh-so-artistically mixed with gold mascara and plum eye-liner), and smiled awkwardly, even though the girl wasn't looking at her.
"Erm... Mind if I sit here? I'll keep real quiet, if you'd rather." She shot the girl another shit-eating grin. And, hoping to claim the spot as her own - the library had grown awfully crowded in the time she'd spent staring down "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" - and pulled off her coat, draping it over the chair across from the girl. "I just really need somewhere to sit and absolutely have to get this work done." And with that, she sat unceremoniously down, laid her purse in her lap, and began digging for the paper and pen she just knew she'd put in there when she left her dorm this morning. "I'm Mavis, by the way," she added, coming up with only a note-pad and a hot pink gel pen. Realizing that that would have to do - and that she wasn't keeping her promise of 'keeping real quiet', she closed her mouth and opened up a slightly yellow-stained script entitled "Reunion."
[/size][/center]Mavis groaned, running her hands through her hair nervously, making the already crazy knot of curly, dark hair even crazier.
Actually, speaking of crazy things, this was crazy. It hadn't seemed too out of the question when the teacher suggested it; find four scripts that you've never heard of before, with a character you'd like to play in it, then write a five paragraph essay for each script about why you want to play that character.
Well, okay, it did sound crazy - but she did have a month to do it in. How hard could it be?
But no, of course not. Here she was, a week before it was due, looking at an aisle or two of scripts in the library that had already been rampaged by the other students in her class and now only consisted of such classics as "The Wizard of Oz", "Arsenic and Old Lace", "The Lion King" and such. Of course, there were still a few lesser-known scripts left; things like, "Mulan", or "Off the Map", but, being the hard-to-satisfy student of drama that she was, she knew nearly all of them already. The few that she didn't know looked a little bit dodgy and badly written, but those would have to do. No matter how long she stood here and looked at this shelf, she still would know the story of Mulan by heart.
Picking up a good dozen titles, and heaping them haphazardly into her arms, she headed briskly for an empty table - before the stack started swaying. Frantically - she did not want to pick all these shit-head titles up again - she dropped them onto the nearest table, where they splayed out like playing cards. A girl sat there already, looking her age, maybe a little older, head buried in her book. Mavis blushed the shade of her tomato red eye-shadow, (which was oh-so-artistically mixed with gold mascara and plum eye-liner), and smiled awkwardly, even though the girl wasn't looking at her.
"Erm... Mind if I sit here? I'll keep real quiet, if you'd rather." She shot the girl another shit-eating grin. And, hoping to claim the spot as her own - the library had grown awfully crowded in the time she'd spent staring down "Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory" - and pulled off her coat, draping it over the chair across from the girl. "I just really need somewhere to sit and absolutely have to get this work done." And with that, she sat unceremoniously down, laid her purse in her lap, and began digging for the paper and pen she just knew she'd put in there when she left her dorm this morning. "I'm Mavis, by the way," she added, coming up with only a note-pad and a hot pink gel pen. Realizing that that would have to do - and that she wasn't keeping her promise of 'keeping real quiet', she closed her mouth and opened up a slightly yellow-stained script entitled "Reunion."
`Behind The Character ,,
Name: cayenne
Age: fourteen
Role-playing experience: eight years/too long
How you found us: via a neopet advertising board
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