Post by William Moore on Apr 25, 2009 18:10:20 GMT -8
William Moore
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"this is what the birth certificate says. the basics, of course."
FULL NAME// William Edward-Roy Moore
NICKNAMES// Will, Liam
AGE// 28 Years Old
DATE OF BIRTH.// 1st May
SEXUAL ORIENTATION// Straight
MEMBER GROUP// Second Class
CANON OR ORIGNAL// Original
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"i'm sexy, i'm cute. the appearance is everything."
HEIGHT// 6" 1
WEIGHT// Around 89 Kgs
BODY TYPE// Average - not bulky, not overly skinney, toned muscular.
HAIR COLOR// Medium length, most of his hair is dark, some ends are a lighter shade of brown from when he decided to dye it. But he has dark hair like the rest of his family.
EYE COLOR// Dark brown eyes, which appear soft and friendly.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES// He doesn't have any noticable scarring, keeping himself rather safe when he was growing up, perhaps just a few odd scars here and there from when he was little, but nothing these days. He does have a few tattoes however, on his arms and chest. Each having their own small meanings, he doesn't always like to show them off but if you ask him about them he'll tell you.
PLAY BY// Johnny Depp
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"some say it's what's on the inside, counts."
LIKES//
&& His siblings
&& Being the eldest out of his siblings
&& His job
&& Himself
&& Being odd sometimes
&& Being serious sometimes
&& Playing his instruments - Piano and Guitar
&& Song writing and singing
DISLIKES//
^^ Watching the news
^^ Being told what to do by his boss
^^ Being in stressful situations
^^ Not being able to sleep
^^ Not being able to read when he'd like to.
^^ Not being able to play his music
STRENGTHS//
1. William's strength comes from his ability to judge people for who they are, he's almost able to see through their bullshit and work out for himself if they're worth helping or getting to know.
2. He has a great sense of humour which is a pretty good strength to have considering while he was the eldest he was able to make his siblings laugh away their tears by acting silly.
3. William also prides himself on making people happy and safe; his concern for their welfare is a great strength.
WEAKNESSES//
1. He has an incredible fear of rats. Anytime he is near one, he freaks out. This is a very large flaw in his personality, as rats aren't all sewer dwelling creatures, but William is yet to notice.
2. His family, he loves to so much he wouldn't know what to do if he lost them.
3. Pretty girls and drinking - usually hand in hand.
HABITS/QUIRKS// Will likes to do things out of the ordinary for a smile or a laugh. One quirk is licking the back of a spoon and sticking it to his nose and then pretending as if there isn't anything on his nose at all.
FEARS// Losing his family would be devistating to him, of course it's natural for that fear to be inbuilt in someone as they have a exteremly strong bond to family. But, losing his job would also be a great fear.
SECRETS//
1. Will sold a family heirloom for a holiday and a ticket aboard the Titanic - his mother is yet to find out.
2. He's also starting to abuse drinking, feeling a dependancy toward the drug, although he's yet to figure out that there is a problem.
FULL PERSONALITY//
William is a slightly unconventional and unorthodox man... which comes out only when he's discussing something intimately with another person. In large groups of people, Will makes it a point to remain practically unseen and unheard, unless he wants to make an impression. Which happens less than often. Will is a very understanding and lenient man, which has earned him very many special and close friends in his near thirty six years of life. William will, without hesitation, choose to read a good book rather than socialize at a party with his peers. It may seem antisocial, but Will was never one for socializing. When he's listening to someone, his face is soft and understanding, and that is another reason why people, even complete strangers, seem to gravitate towards him and pour their hearts out to him. Sometimes its convenient and exciting, other times is just taxing.
But still... Will is a selfless man and doesn't mind a little self-sacrifice. He gives himself to other people, to make sure they are alright. He's friendly and if there was anything he could do to help others, he would do it. If they were in trouble, or pain, and even if he didn't know who they were, he would take it upon himself to make sure they are alright.
He likes music, although he can barely just play the guitar and sing a little, he does like to listen. He's taught himself how to play the guitar, even though he's not very good, it's just an activity he can make do alone.
He has a rather good sense of humour, if you ever get him in that type of playful mood. Which, doesn't take much, especially after a few drinks at the bar. When there is a dress up party, he will go, dressed up. But then would sit in the corner and think to himself before someone would go talk to him or give him a drink to loosen up. Sometimes, he would do funny things just to make his friends laugh. He's often making his younger sister laugh as much as he can.
Overall, Will is a extremely funny, caring and sometimes obnoxious type of man. He likes to play and have fun and gets people to have as much fun as he is having. Will has an infectious smile and laugh, and with his sense of humour; it's hard to resist joining in on his happiness and crazy antics.
As the eldest of the siblings in his family, he found his role rather easy as he wasn't afraid to play with is younger brothers or sister to make them happy. Sometimes he's rather good at comforting people, giving them a hug just to show he cares. Luckily that doesn't have to happen that often, most other times he's kind of awkward around them.
Work ethic is important to him, as he likes to be kept busy to save his mind running away with irrelevant day dreams about nothing important. Sometimes that does happen often. He's quirky in his own right but was considered to be the 'funny' one in his family. [/font]
"history starts now, or when i was born."
PARENTS.//
Edward Moore, 52, School Prinicpal.
Carolyn Moore, 49, Dress Maker.
SIBLINGS//
Jason, 26, Journalist.
Twins: Katie and Joshua, 20, Uni Students.
BIRTHPLACE Bath, England
SIGNIFICANT OTHERS// None
CHILDREN// None
PETS// None
FULL HISTORY//
William Edward-Roy Moore, was born on May 1st, to two supportive and loving parents; Edward and Carolyn Moore. Being the eldest, William was loving all the attention of being an only child, but was slightly lonely when he didn't have anyone to play with him. He was 4 when Jason was born, and was 8 when the twins Joshua and Katie came into his life. He liked having siblings, they might have been smaller than him but he adored them to bits, there wasn't anything he would do for them to make them happy.
He was an average student while he was in school. He didn't enjoy sports as much as his peers, however he wasn't discouraged when he cheered his team on during school games, football mostly, at least for a little while. He didn't like the noise very much and chose to hide away in the library. Often his results for studies were pleasing to him. Being one of the top students in his year.. that was until he discovered females. There was one girl in particular in his high school, to which he had a crush on. It inspired him to want to get to know her, and talk to other girls, etc. There was one particular day, where he had followed Kate to the music room during lunch. He stood outside the room and listened to her sing. It was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard, and wanted to join music to have something more common with her. So, he took up an instrument - the guitar. Proving hopeless, he continued on playing. Even when his fingers started to hurt.
But in the end, he didn't get the girl. William decided that perhaps, he would be better to keep to himself, put his head down and concentrate on studying. And that's what he did for the rest of his years at High School.
He did enjoy a prank from time to time, his humour was mainly based around sending himself up and making a mockery out of himself. And during his High School years, he auditioned for the leading role. Of course, the leading role was for a girl... but neverthless, he dressed up and actually got the part. Everyone loved him for it and his daring personality.
He was 18, and eager to get out into the work force and make something of himself. Even perhaps going to university and being a Nurse - sure now-a-days male nurses aren't all that steriotypical. He'd always thought himself able to helps others out in any time of need, this way, he was doing something good for the human race and he felt great inside.
With most of his grades impressive and reaching the top of his classes. Currently, Will has just returned from Asia on a 'disadvantaged' community prac to help the needy and ill. He actually liked it quite a lot, but once the 5 month prac was over he flew back to Bath as quickly as he could - only to surprise his family with a new notice of him heading on a cruise to America on the resurrected Titanic which news of this blast from the past had spread world wide...
Little did he know... things were going to turn, for the better or worse - he's yet to find out.
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"it's time to meet the puppeteer."
YOUR NAME/ALIAS// Annalee
YOUR AGE// 22
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE// 7 oddly years I think.
CONTACT INFO// PM
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE// Taken from a HP site which I own. It's Harry Potter.
They had all left him alone, while they went to a meeting. He knew it was to talk about him, but at the same time Harry didn't really care. He was content just having time alone without anyone really 'watching him'. After he had watched Remus leave, then followed suit shortly after by Tonks and the kids, Harry had agreed to put the protective charms up around the house with the spare wand he had borrowed from Mrs Weasley only a week ago.
So, he was home alone. Resting his forehead against the door, he silently thanked god for it. Alone, he could do as he liked, had a look at the Black family tree again, brood over the gaping black hole that should have been Sirius. There was something nice about that place, but at the same time he hated it with a passion. Being reminded of who was on the list and where their loyalties lay - Harry knew he had contradicted his own mind. He had just been as bad as a DE, betrayed the Order, gone into hiding like a coward. It wasn't like him to do anything of the sorts, but he had done it, and how he hated himself for doing it.
Drawing a deep breath, he pulled himself off the front door and trudged up the stairs, by passing the Black Family Tree. He had only lingered at the door for a moment before closing the door and continuing to his room. What else would he wanted to have done while Remus, Tonks and the Kids were away? There was really only one thing that came to mind, and that was just to lay on his bed, or at least sit on it staring blankly out the window as he had done every other night upon his arrival. What he couldn't get, was how Draco Malfoy had been apart of the Order? He had found him in the forest, brought him back to the Order, and then disappear? The thought of Draco going back to his DE family and telling them what he had just done made the pit of Harry's stomach curdle with grief.
The last thing he was ready for, was the DE to know he's back. Although, all the signs could have been there. As far as Harry knew, the Order were loosing, and badly. Squeezing his sore tired eyes shut for a moment, he wanted to wash clean of those muddy thoughts, he wanted to forget it all, he only had a few hours at most, and he didn't want to be worrying about anything. But, unluckily, Harry Potter's mind didn't ever stop thinking.
Kicking his door open, Harry walked inside his small dark room. He was pretty sure this had been Sirius's old room at one stage, he remembered Sirius saying that his room had been the left from the stairs on the second floor, and had even showed Harry once. But long times had passed, and Harry could barely remember what was said to him, however, the general feel of the room just seemed positive, the same energy which Sirius held around him. Not a day went by when Harry didn't think of his godfather, the closest thing to a father he had. However, he guessed that Remus was really the only thing he had left that connect his own parents to him, but still, even Remus wasn't around much for the support.
It didn't take long for Harry just to close the door and blew out the lamp that flickered on the bedside table in his room. He just laid there, flat on his back as his eyes played tricks with him against the moonlights from the window. Rubbing his eyes, he took off his black glasses and closed his eyes, they burned, like he had been reading for hours on end. He hadn't been of course. He had been sitting in his room, until Remus and Tonks said they were going out. He had been staring out of the window, he had considered that the light was the cause of his sore red eyes, but he knew it was from the lack of sleep he was getting, and had for the last 4 years.
Only an hour before Harry was fully asleep. This hadn't happened since his return home, on average, it had taken him around 3 hours to get at least an hour of sleep. He hadn't noticed he was asleep, but found his mind whirling around in a vast dark substance of air, the type of darkness like mist. Harry didn't care, all he knew, he was asleep, fast asleep.
Harry sat up, why he was laying on a stone cold floor, he couldn't fathom. Rolling his aching neck around on his shoulders, he got to his feet and looked around at the dark place. It was almost too dark to see, it was a room, he could see that much. Just a blank room with no doors, no windows, but a cold draft washing over his skin. He had taken a few steps toward a wall, and ran his hands along it, perhaps trying to find some sort of switch that could open up a secret door. That was starting to panic him, hurrying along the wall, he still couldn't find any sort of toggle or lever to open a window or door, panting, he stumbled back to the center of the room.
The feeling of being trapped was more of a fright to harry, he had fled to the forest for a purpose, the open wilderness of the forest allowed him to always move when he felt he had lingered in one spot for too long. But this black room, was constricting him from doing anything. Like bars on his soul. But then, he heard it. The same sickly airy voice as he had so many times back in school. It had been 4 years when he hadn't heard or 'seen' anything from Voldemort, perhaps he had thought Harry had died. However, he hadn't complained for the lack of connection over that period of time, but how did he know?
"Harry.... Harry, you’ve been hiding from me… But I’ve found you now."
Harry gulped as he listened to the tones in his voice. Raising his hand to his head, Harry shook the voices out of it, this wasn't real. Just a dream? But he's had dreams like this before, just not trapped inside a black room with no exit. His scar burned so baldy, he clenched his teeth to stop himself from sneering out in pain. "This isn't real..." he heard himself call out, as he hunched over holding his head.
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from the song "water's edge" by 1997. hollerrr <3
