Post by Travis Connor on May 10, 2009 11:47:09 GMT -5
presenting ,
TRAVIS ANDREW CONNOR ?!
Can't read my, can't read my, no, you can't read my poker face.
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name, alex
age, seventeen
gender, dude
contact, pm is fine
found us how? the usual way i find lea's sites.
other characters, none. yet.
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full name, travis andrew connor
nicknames, trav
age, twenty-two
date of birth, february 3, 1988
gender, male
sexuality, heterosexual
group, cast - plays ethan winter
canon or original? canon
plastic noses, mannequin poses ,
hair color, dirty blonde
eye color, green
height, five' eleven"
weight, one hundred sixty pounds
build, somewhat thin, but fairly muscular
clothing style, nothing extraordinarily unique. he just puts on clothes and goes places.
distinguishing features, tattoo of a barbed wire armband around the middle of his upper arm
play-by, chad michael murray
hiding from the world ,
likes,
- acting (duh)
- basically all music except classical and anything hip hop-related
- driving his car
- eating chinese food
- the ladies
dislikes,
- screaming preteen girls
- admitting to the world through his actions that he's loaded
- the previously mentioned music types
- overly mouthy people
- dealing with other people's problems
strengths,
- sense of humor
- is fairly forward and friendly
- can drive exceptionally well
weaknesses,
- pretty girls
- vodka
- peer pressure
habits,
- says "yeah" a lot
- glances at his watch a lot even when there's nowhere he has to be soon
- puts all his weight on one of either leg every time he stands still
secrets,
- loves to go clubbing in spite of the "guy from kentucky" stereotype
- is an addicted alcoholic
fears,
- hitting anything with his car
- the homeless
goals,
- to overcome his fear of homeless so it's possible...
- to be more charitable
quirks,
- grins infrequently in spite of sense of humor
- has trouble making exact eye contact with people while talking, though he basically has plenty of self-esteem
detailed,
Trav is basically a nice, forward guy that's generally easy to get to know. He's got no problem with walking up to just about anyone and starting a conversation, though he's definitely far from being that guy who runs up, sticks his hand in your face, and yells, "HAIIMYNAMEISTRAVISWHATSYOURS?!" He's just not shy, but he's not a loudmouth. It's that simple.
While he's talking to you, you may notice that he's got quite the active sense of humor, though he's dry enough to very rarely smile at his own jokes. It's then that he basically lives to watch your reaction: if you react favorably, you'll usually end up pretty easily on his good side. If you don't react favorably, that doesn't really count you out of the running for being friends; you've just missed out on the quickest route to getting on his good side, y'know?
The only really good way of getting on Travis's bad side is to be a part of a crowd of the ever-present preteen girls that always chase down shows aimed towards teens and young adults- like Just Hear Me. There's no real explanation for his irritation towards them; it's just like hearing fingernails on a chalkboard- it's just not enjoyable. Excluding that, though, you basically just have to be an utter jerk for Travis to not like you sooner or later.
in my purse is every pill ,
parents,
- FATHER: ralph andrew connor. 35. hobo. whereabouts unknown.
- MOTHER: patricia louise connor. 35. nurse.
siblings, none.
children, doesn't know that he got his last girlfriend pregnant.
significant other, none, but looking.
other, none.
pets, none.
hometown, louisville, kentucky
detailed,
Travis Andrew Connor was born on February 3, 1988, to Ralph and Patricia Connor, a lower-middle class family from Louisville, Kentucky. Living in the local trailer park, his father was a drunkard who ran out when Travis was 3, leaving him to be raised by his mother through his schooling years. She worked as a nurse after multitasking going to college and raising a toddler, leaving Travis to raise himself when she was unable to get a babysitter, which was oddly prevalent through most of his childhood until he was able to babysit himself. In spite of being alone most of the time, though, he was generally a happy kid, and he was able to find simple joys in things at school like the yearly school plays, his favorite event of each school year. In fact, it was at a school play in his junior year that a passing agent with nothing better to do on a Saturday night than watch a school play discovered him and promised him a career as soon as he was legally an adult.
At the age of eighteen- as soon as he graduated from high school, in fact- he moved to Hollywood, where, thanks to his agent's connections, he was able to score some high-profile spots in a few major summer blockbusters, earning him millions of dollars before he was twenty. Having come from next to nothing, he was more than ecstatic to be able to live like he was retired before he was of legal drinking age- though what was legal was of no concern of his, as he was getting drunk every night after not even three weeks of living the high life, an activity that lingered for years to come. It was like alcohol was his exact brand of heroin, and he was its biggest addict.
But, even with the almost constant state of drink-pass out-throw up-go to sleep-get hungover-drink more that he was in, it seemed like there was so much more than this life of drunkenness and the many girlfriends and one night stands that came with it. And the only way to go was back to the only way he could remember really feeling alive- acting. Nowadays, you can find Travis usually in his trailer, waiting to shoot the next scene for Just Hear Me, the show he
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member title, A Laugh without a Heart
roleplay sample,
Emmett couldn't do anything but laugh heartily at Maddie's reply. "Touché," he chuckled, shaking his head and letting the topic die where it was.
"Aww," he groaned, pouting comically, with stuck-out bottom lip and all, at Jasper's correction. Looks like I have to stay out of this one. If only Jenson wasn't off in Niagara today with Rose... he wistfully murmured in his head as his expression recovered.
Pursing his lips and then pushing them off to a side, Emmett nodded, still honestly a little bummed about not being in on the bet, as Jasper and Madison resolved to begin the hunt. There was no use in getting too bummed, though; it wouldn't do any good to rain on an already difficult enough parade. "Well, hey," he replied, grinning once more, "I may not be in on the bet, but you guys can still have that extra second, if ya like..." He once again raised a playful eyebrow while stepping down the front steps to stand beside Maddie, switching his gaze between them before he melodramatically crouched for the sprint. Silently inhaling, he could smell Alice's prediction off at the lake to the east, utterly unaware of their possible doom- though Emmett was far from letting Maddie do something she'd regret. "All ready?" he announced, letting a pause go by before he continued on. "Three... two--"
Like lightning, he was off in a westward direction, the forest screaming inaudibly by beneath his feet. Of course, in spite of him being Emmett, he wouldn't be so reckless with a relatively newborn vampire as to leave his own brother alone to deal with whatever she could throw his way. So, leaping up to rebound against a large evergreen tree that creaked with the icy boulder's weight, he backflipped off of it, turning to face where he'd just run from. "C'mon, you two," he called conversationally with a wide grin. "I think we've got some moose in the area!" he added temptingly.
