LadyBella said
Jurassic, at first glance you totally look like Mark Wahlberg :D
I think that's the greatest compliment I've ever been given. Marky Mark is my hero, haha.
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I'll keep this short and sweet, maybe. I've been roleplaying since I was 14 back on the forums of some old zombie browser game and have had a soft spot for it ever since. I like to believe I've gotten at least a bit better over the years, but I still find myself shying away from the Advanced RP's. Was a member on Oldguild for around a year before the fall, but have been on-again-off-again with the new site for about the same time. Have tried other places, but I soon grew tired of them and find my way back here. I enjoy fantasy, sci-fi, and sometimes slice of life RP's, though I'm not a fan of doing canon RP's, as I like making my own characters. This isn't to say I don't like playing in fandom worlds, as I love them, but just not playing as one of the actual characters from whatever show/book/movie/comic it's from.
Outside of all that I'm currently enrolled in college and work full time in the receiving department of a warehouse.
Outside of all that I'm currently enrolled in college and work full time in the receiving department of a warehouse.
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I think that's the greatest compliment I've ever been given. Marky Mark is my hero, haha.
End of Heartache by Killswitch Engage, my go to song when I just want to forget about something/get pumped.
Joined. I have a lot of games on Steam, but the ones I've been playing lately/mostly have been Civ 5, Payday 2, Gary's Mod, CoD 4, and CS:GO.
Katelyn was giving me shit about putting a picture up, so here it goes. Also saw a lack of pictures in public bathrooms, which I find a bit of a problem, so here I am to fill that void:
"At Vermil's Mansion? Probably not, there's always people there ever since it became a historic landmark or whatever." Eric replied, his mind still not full set on just the trip ahead of them. "Who know's though? Maybe the ghosts have been waiting for a girl like you to come waltzing through their door! Haha, I kid I kid."
Suddenly Sara put her hand on his thigh and gave him a warm compliment that caught him a bit off guard, smiling back at her while shooting a playful wink, the only reply he could make as he pulled into the surprisingly busy traffic heading out of town. Only a few moments passed before she asked him a question about college, a topic they and their friends had been having since he said he wouldn't be attending courses at Champion State, but instead would be entering into a film program at Corporal Junior College.
"You know that CS doesn't have much in the way of theatre or film making programs, which is the only thing I really want to major in. I'll only be a little over an hour away, we'll still be able to meet up and stuff." he said through a smile, trying his best to avoid this taking the more sullen turn it usually led to when discussing his decision with her. However, she seemed content with his answer and went back to looking at the map, kicking back as she did so.
He couldn't help checking out her long tan legs as she stretched them onto the dashboard, a slight shiver running down his spine as he imagined being between them, looking down on her as he claimed her as his. The thought was torn for just a moment as Sara suddenly switched the radio station, a saving grace as he realized he had become a little heated at his own imagination. Hitting the AC up a bit, Eric looked out at one of the turn off signs by the side of the road, "Vermil Mansion & History Museum next exit" read out in bold white letters against the bright green sign. Making his way down the exit, Eric slowed the car, pointing a finger forward as he pulled into a rather large and ornate parking lot.
"There it is, in all it's old creepy glory. Just like our math teacher, Mr. Johns, the one with the glass eye and awesome convertible." he said with a tone that was meant to sound serious, but oozed with sarcasm.
There weren't many cars in the parking lot, only a dozen or so, though that was to be expected being they had arrived at 4 in the afternoon which was only 3 hours from closing. He parked near the front by the "Authentic Vermil Gift Shop", at least that's what the sign claimed it to be, reaching underneath his seat to get the steering wheel lock his father had gotten him into the habit of using. Though God know's who'd want to steal his old piece of shit station wagon.
Once the lock was in place he hopped out of the car and not-so-smoothly slid across the hood, opening Sara's door before she had gotten her shoes back on.
"Here we are, mon cheri, your mansion!" Eric said in a horribly faux Frenchman accent, bowing and extending his arms like a butler from an old movie.
Suddenly Sara put her hand on his thigh and gave him a warm compliment that caught him a bit off guard, smiling back at her while shooting a playful wink, the only reply he could make as he pulled into the surprisingly busy traffic heading out of town. Only a few moments passed before she asked him a question about college, a topic they and their friends had been having since he said he wouldn't be attending courses at Champion State, but instead would be entering into a film program at Corporal Junior College.
"You know that CS doesn't have much in the way of theatre or film making programs, which is the only thing I really want to major in. I'll only be a little over an hour away, we'll still be able to meet up and stuff." he said through a smile, trying his best to avoid this taking the more sullen turn it usually led to when discussing his decision with her. However, she seemed content with his answer and went back to looking at the map, kicking back as she did so.
He couldn't help checking out her long tan legs as she stretched them onto the dashboard, a slight shiver running down his spine as he imagined being between them, looking down on her as he claimed her as his. The thought was torn for just a moment as Sara suddenly switched the radio station, a saving grace as he realized he had become a little heated at his own imagination. Hitting the AC up a bit, Eric looked out at one of the turn off signs by the side of the road, "Vermil Mansion & History Museum next exit" read out in bold white letters against the bright green sign. Making his way down the exit, Eric slowed the car, pointing a finger forward as he pulled into a rather large and ornate parking lot.
"There it is, in all it's old creepy glory. Just like our math teacher, Mr. Johns, the one with the glass eye and awesome convertible." he said with a tone that was meant to sound serious, but oozed with sarcasm.
There weren't many cars in the parking lot, only a dozen or so, though that was to be expected being they had arrived at 4 in the afternoon which was only 3 hours from closing. He parked near the front by the "Authentic Vermil Gift Shop", at least that's what the sign claimed it to be, reaching underneath his seat to get the steering wheel lock his father had gotten him into the habit of using. Though God know's who'd want to steal his old piece of shit station wagon.
Once the lock was in place he hopped out of the car and not-so-smoothly slid across the hood, opening Sara's door before she had gotten her shoes back on.
"Here we are, mon cheri, your mansion!" Eric said in a horribly faux Frenchman accent, bowing and extending his arms like a butler from an old movie.
Katelyn said
COPS - I spoke with X and if you're a cop (other than Sherman), you're going to be part of Lauren's new Major Crimes Unit and our first stop in the IC when it opens will be to have a quick meeting for the new division and see where everyone is going and what we're doing. You'll be paired up to work in partners within the division itself.
Sounds good to me, happy to have a bit of direction to get my bearings back after not RPing for so long.
Katelyn said Jurassic - welcome, love.
Pleased to be here Coach!
Hola everybody!
I can't wait for that movie! I loved the old cartoon on Rocky and Bullwinkle as a kid, so the fact their bringing something like that into present day is just awesome in my opinion. Though I'll probably be watching it alone, since my friends never want to go to "kids" movies and there aren't any kids left in my family.
Oh, where are my manners? Hello everybody! Happy to be aboard! =D
Little Fox said
I've decided that in March, I'm taking my son to see Mr. Peabody and Sherman.
I can't wait for that movie! I loved the old cartoon on Rocky and Bullwinkle as a kid, so the fact their bringing something like that into present day is just awesome in my opinion. Though I'll probably be watching it alone, since my friends never want to go to "kids" movies and there aren't any kids left in my family.
Oh, where are my manners? Hello everybody! Happy to be aboard! =D
The lack of Niner fans here is disconcerting. 
Afternoon everyone.
Afternoon everyone.
CS:
Appearance: Him
Name: Liam Botwright
Age: 28
Place of Birth: Modesto, California
Family: Mother – Jennifer Botwright, Father – Never met
Occupation: Police Officer
Personality:
Liam is a bit of an anomaly for your average beat cop, usually being found with a smile on his face and always with a kind word for those around him. He just oozes compassion and empathy, two traits rarely seen once a cop has spent time on patrol and seen people at their worst on a constant basis. Somehow, through the thankless work and mentally taxing work, Liam retains a youthful and charismatic charm. This often leads him to be the butt of many jokes from others within the force, though it doesn't seem to bother him and he usually is one of the first to laugh.
However, there is another side to this seemingly well mannered and joyful young man, for when the situation calls for focus and grit, look no further than Officer Botwright. His time in the Marines is the answer to this, as his forays in combat and the day to day stressors of military life gifted him with the ability to focus and adopt a no nonsense attitude when shit hit the fan.
History:
Liam grew up with his single mother in the Central Valley of California, Modesto to be exact. He never had much, but what he did have was always more than enough, as even at a young age he could see how much his mother did for him and made sure to always try and make her happy. This feeling of needing to make his mother happy grew and blossomed as time went on, until he enlisted in the Marines after graduating high school. He passed BMT with top marks, earning him a cozy little spot near the front lines, which he of course lied about it to his mother, as he didn't want her to worry more about him more than she already was. He definitely didn't tell her about the insurgents he had killed, nor would he explain the torrent of emotions he felt over the incident to the company doctor.
That experience would lead to him along the path of the rest of his life. Once he came to terms with what he did, not by accepting it as something he had to do, but that by doing so he helped to make the neighborhoods he patrolled safer. He began to think of all the stories back home in Modesto, of police shooting first and acting without remorse. He knew he could be better, he knew that he could make a difference, and hopefully he could help prevent the need for such force. He knew he could do something.
Four years seemed to whisk by, as he found himself back home after being honorably discharged from the Marines. Though his mother protested at first, Liam quickly enrolled in the Police Academy, being on the fast track due to his military experience. In a year he was a full fledged beat cop in Modesto and after a couple years serving there, he discovered he was being transferred to Justice, California. Of course he knew of it's reputation, as well as the new requirement of his mother to call her every day to make sure he was okay, but this didn't stop him from finally feeling as if his opportunity to really do some good had finally shown itself.
Cast Status: Main
Hello all, Katelyn asked me to give this a shot, so here I am! *kicks back a shot of Jim Bean*
Hopefully this CS is alright, though the History portion might be a bit convoluted. Hard to write completely coherently at 5 in the morning, haha. I'm off to bed, any changes or refinements needed I will jump right on when I wake up.
Appearance: Him
Name: Liam Botwright
Age: 28
Place of Birth: Modesto, California
Family: Mother – Jennifer Botwright, Father – Never met
Occupation: Police Officer
Personality:
Liam is a bit of an anomaly for your average beat cop, usually being found with a smile on his face and always with a kind word for those around him. He just oozes compassion and empathy, two traits rarely seen once a cop has spent time on patrol and seen people at their worst on a constant basis. Somehow, through the thankless work and mentally taxing work, Liam retains a youthful and charismatic charm. This often leads him to be the butt of many jokes from others within the force, though it doesn't seem to bother him and he usually is one of the first to laugh.
However, there is another side to this seemingly well mannered and joyful young man, for when the situation calls for focus and grit, look no further than Officer Botwright. His time in the Marines is the answer to this, as his forays in combat and the day to day stressors of military life gifted him with the ability to focus and adopt a no nonsense attitude when shit hit the fan.
History:
Liam grew up with his single mother in the Central Valley of California, Modesto to be exact. He never had much, but what he did have was always more than enough, as even at a young age he could see how much his mother did for him and made sure to always try and make her happy. This feeling of needing to make his mother happy grew and blossomed as time went on, until he enlisted in the Marines after graduating high school. He passed BMT with top marks, earning him a cozy little spot near the front lines, which he of course lied about it to his mother, as he didn't want her to worry more about him more than she already was. He definitely didn't tell her about the insurgents he had killed, nor would he explain the torrent of emotions he felt over the incident to the company doctor.
That experience would lead to him along the path of the rest of his life. Once he came to terms with what he did, not by accepting it as something he had to do, but that by doing so he helped to make the neighborhoods he patrolled safer. He began to think of all the stories back home in Modesto, of police shooting first and acting without remorse. He knew he could be better, he knew that he could make a difference, and hopefully he could help prevent the need for such force. He knew he could do something.
Four years seemed to whisk by, as he found himself back home after being honorably discharged from the Marines. Though his mother protested at first, Liam quickly enrolled in the Police Academy, being on the fast track due to his military experience. In a year he was a full fledged beat cop in Modesto and after a couple years serving there, he discovered he was being transferred to Justice, California. Of course he knew of it's reputation, as well as the new requirement of his mother to call her every day to make sure he was okay, but this didn't stop him from finally feeling as if his opportunity to really do some good had finally shown itself.
Cast Status: Main
Hello all, Katelyn asked me to give this a shot, so here I am! *kicks back a shot of Jim Bean*
Hopefully this CS is alright, though the History portion might be a bit convoluted. Hard to write completely coherently at 5 in the morning, haha. I'm off to bed, any changes or refinements needed I will jump right on when I wake up.
Eric gave Sara a quick squeeze when she hugged him, finding it difficult not to feel more energized just by her own excitement. In a flash, she had slid into the passenger seat, giving input on their trip details. He hurried over to the drivers side, quickly closing the door and starting the car as he replied.
"Shouldn't be much of a problem, being that our first stop is the old mansion over in the next county. Thought it'd be good to get the cheesy tourist spots out of the way as quickly as possible." He replied, a sense of exhilaration shooting through him as they got under way. Eric turned to her as she shuffled through his glove box, but just as he was about to continue, one of his condoms came tumbling out onto Sara's shoe.
"Oh shit, I forgot those were in there!" he said, flushing slightly as she tossed it his way. Laughing he reached into his lap where it had landed and put it in his pocket, casting a mischievous glance at Sara as he spoke. "Well, you know how the weather can be around here, always good to be prepared for whatever comes along!"
He let out his laughter as she punched him playfully on the arm, relief washing over him as he figured she thought he was just making a joke and not that he was secretly hoping that the only floating sheets they came across would be those on a bed. Eric pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the road as he checked the map to make sure he was heading the right way.
"So, you excited for graduation? Only a month away now...crazy." Eric said, trying to steer the potential conversation away from the previous topic as much as possible.
"Shouldn't be much of a problem, being that our first stop is the old mansion over in the next county. Thought it'd be good to get the cheesy tourist spots out of the way as quickly as possible." He replied, a sense of exhilaration shooting through him as they got under way. Eric turned to her as she shuffled through his glove box, but just as he was about to continue, one of his condoms came tumbling out onto Sara's shoe.
"Oh shit, I forgot those were in there!" he said, flushing slightly as she tossed it his way. Laughing he reached into his lap where it had landed and put it in his pocket, casting a mischievous glance at Sara as he spoke. "Well, you know how the weather can be around here, always good to be prepared for whatever comes along!"
He let out his laughter as she punched him playfully on the arm, relief washing over him as he figured she thought he was just making a joke and not that he was secretly hoping that the only floating sheets they came across would be those on a bed. Eric pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the road as he checked the map to make sure he was heading the right way.
"So, you excited for graduation? Only a month away now...crazy." Eric said, trying to steer the potential conversation away from the previous topic as much as possible.
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