Post by kitty on Mar 28, 2009 15:48:49 GMT -5
About You
Real Name: Kitty
Age: 14
Other Characters: NONE
Email/Messenger: PM please
Experience with RPG: 3 years
Route how'd you find out about us Support Proboards
About Character
Name: Quinn McCloskey
Nicknames: NONE
Role: Mistoffelees
Age/Year: 24
Tour Date: 3 years
Home Town: London
Appearance:
Quinn isn’t your average goodlooker; he doesn’t care much for his appearance outside of the theatre. He loves to wear jeans and t-shirts most days, he has good posture from his days as a ballet dancer. He stands at 5 feet 5 inches so is quiet short for a man of his age, his eyes are dark blue, they seem to be staring straight into your if he looks at you.
He is rather skinny, too thin some would say. Maybe he does have anorexia or maybe he just watches his weight too much. His hair is brown/blonde, he keeps it tidy as best he can, as I said he doesn’t really care for dress sense and he usually wears sun glasses when it is sunny, or when the sun is just perking out behind the clouds.
Celeb Appearance: Who is the Actor? (Don't forget to go to Face Claim) Luke Treadaway
Personality: Quinn is kind to people, if he is at the stage door then he does allow the fans to take photographs and he signs their programmes if he wants to. He is a friendly man, as friendly as the next but he does get mood swings. He gets stressed easily. If things don’t go his way during a show or at any time in the day, he seems to blame it on everyone else which he shouldn’t really do but he can’t help it.
He is confident through when he is around people he knows, maybe not as confident when he is around strangers, he is an actor and that is what actors are supposed to act like. He can shout at people and can get quiet violent and rude when he is stressed but hopefully that is not often.
Likes: Drinking
Smoking
Watching his weight
Girls
Football
Rugby
Musicals
Theatre
Reading
Plays
Dislikes: Eating too much
Rabbits
Animals in general
Hockey
Languages
Harry Potter
Annoying people
History: Quinn grew up in London, Central London. He went to St Georges School, studying acting and drama all the way through to A level and beyond. He had a passion for dancing, he had got teased at school when he was little because he did ballet and tap lessons, the boys called him a Poof but he didn’t respond and he just kept going, being willed on by his parents and close friends and family. He went to the Central School of Speed and Drama after leaving school, doing a degree in Dance and Acting, he took singing lessons during school so those also helped him get in. He loved the school, the school loved him. He passed all the exams with As and A*s, everything was going right for him, his first acting job was a music video for the Spice Girls because he could sing and dance. He then went on to be a part in Oliver at the London Palladium Theatre in Dury Lane. He had seen CATS the musical countless times in London and when he was asked to audition for the role of Mr Mistoffelees in the First UK tour he jumped at the chance to perform.
The run went well, Quinn met many new faces and was told that he was a very, very good dancer. He was asked to come back to the tour when it reached its 2nd year and has continued ever since.
Try Out
Other: None
Keyword: 'Waiting for the Dawn'.
RPG Sample: (From another site)
The air was cold and mist hung over the enemy lines, it was all quite apart from the distant noise of the machine guns that could be heard a mile off.
A figure moved in the silence, he was covered in mud from head to foot; the Union Flag was stamped on the front of his mud covered uniform. He rose to his feet, brushing some of the mud from his face, the eyes stared around the land, shell holes and bombs littered the area.
The man stumbled, nearly fell over. He had stumbled over…a body…bending down to see what it was, he gasped out loud, the echo, echoed around the silent countryside or what was left of it. It was the body of his mate, Robert Dido. Stephen, for that was the name of the man, fell to his knees, he covered his face with his hands, tears falling on to the mud covered ground.
Suddenly, the silence was broken, loud footsteps of soldiers were heard, coming from the road. Stephen looked up, seeing in the distance, a line of marching German soldiers. Panic took in, Stephen flattened himself to the ground, his arms over his head, praying that they wouldn’t see him.
The footsteps were now on the road, nearer now; he could hear the men chatting in hushed voices. The marching stopped just a couple of yards away from where Stephen was hiding.
A German voice rang out, speaking something in a very heavy German accent. Stephen couldn’t make it out, it was a mix of English and German.
Stephen opened one eye, seeing that the men had stopped and were looking at the dead bodies that where all of Stephen’s friends that had died in the last bomb. His heart was in his mouth, he tried to slow his breathing down, he took a gulp of air and then held his breath,
The men were whispering together, the German who had spoken first then shouted at the men, who got back into line and the marching started again, faster now. After a few minutes the marching had died away, Stephen let out a sign of relief and raised himself up on his elbows, watching the Germans go off towards the battlefields.
Stephen got to his feet, brushing himself down as much he could then looked towards the road, he was thinking fast, if he just went into a German village like he was now, he would be captured. He shrugged; it would be better then staying here and dyeing.
He looked down at Robert’s face, he then looked up to the road, he made his way towards, the sun was dyeing now, it was nearly evening. He looked back one last time then turned his face to the East and made for the village.
Real Name: Kitty
Age: 14
Other Characters: NONE
Email/Messenger: PM please
Experience with RPG: 3 years
Route how'd you find out about us Support Proboards
About Character
Name: Quinn McCloskey
Nicknames: NONE
Role: Mistoffelees
Age/Year: 24
Tour Date: 3 years
Home Town: London
Appearance:
Quinn isn’t your average goodlooker; he doesn’t care much for his appearance outside of the theatre. He loves to wear jeans and t-shirts most days, he has good posture from his days as a ballet dancer. He stands at 5 feet 5 inches so is quiet short for a man of his age, his eyes are dark blue, they seem to be staring straight into your if he looks at you.
He is rather skinny, too thin some would say. Maybe he does have anorexia or maybe he just watches his weight too much. His hair is brown/blonde, he keeps it tidy as best he can, as I said he doesn’t really care for dress sense and he usually wears sun glasses when it is sunny, or when the sun is just perking out behind the clouds.
Celeb Appearance: Who is the Actor? (Don't forget to go to Face Claim) Luke Treadaway
Personality: Quinn is kind to people, if he is at the stage door then he does allow the fans to take photographs and he signs their programmes if he wants to. He is a friendly man, as friendly as the next but he does get mood swings. He gets stressed easily. If things don’t go his way during a show or at any time in the day, he seems to blame it on everyone else which he shouldn’t really do but he can’t help it.
He is confident through when he is around people he knows, maybe not as confident when he is around strangers, he is an actor and that is what actors are supposed to act like. He can shout at people and can get quiet violent and rude when he is stressed but hopefully that is not often.
Likes: Drinking
Smoking
Watching his weight
Girls
Football
Rugby
Musicals
Theatre
Reading
Plays
Dislikes: Eating too much
Rabbits
Animals in general
Hockey
Languages
Harry Potter
Annoying people
History: Quinn grew up in London, Central London. He went to St Georges School, studying acting and drama all the way through to A level and beyond. He had a passion for dancing, he had got teased at school when he was little because he did ballet and tap lessons, the boys called him a Poof but he didn’t respond and he just kept going, being willed on by his parents and close friends and family. He went to the Central School of Speed and Drama after leaving school, doing a degree in Dance and Acting, he took singing lessons during school so those also helped him get in. He loved the school, the school loved him. He passed all the exams with As and A*s, everything was going right for him, his first acting job was a music video for the Spice Girls because he could sing and dance. He then went on to be a part in Oliver at the London Palladium Theatre in Dury Lane. He had seen CATS the musical countless times in London and when he was asked to audition for the role of Mr Mistoffelees in the First UK tour he jumped at the chance to perform.
The run went well, Quinn met many new faces and was told that he was a very, very good dancer. He was asked to come back to the tour when it reached its 2nd year and has continued ever since.
Try Out
Other: None
Keyword: 'Waiting for the Dawn'.
RPG Sample: (From another site)
The air was cold and mist hung over the enemy lines, it was all quite apart from the distant noise of the machine guns that could be heard a mile off.
A figure moved in the silence, he was covered in mud from head to foot; the Union Flag was stamped on the front of his mud covered uniform. He rose to his feet, brushing some of the mud from his face, the eyes stared around the land, shell holes and bombs littered the area.
The man stumbled, nearly fell over. He had stumbled over…a body…bending down to see what it was, he gasped out loud, the echo, echoed around the silent countryside or what was left of it. It was the body of his mate, Robert Dido. Stephen, for that was the name of the man, fell to his knees, he covered his face with his hands, tears falling on to the mud covered ground.
Suddenly, the silence was broken, loud footsteps of soldiers were heard, coming from the road. Stephen looked up, seeing in the distance, a line of marching German soldiers. Panic took in, Stephen flattened himself to the ground, his arms over his head, praying that they wouldn’t see him.
The footsteps were now on the road, nearer now; he could hear the men chatting in hushed voices. The marching stopped just a couple of yards away from where Stephen was hiding.
A German voice rang out, speaking something in a very heavy German accent. Stephen couldn’t make it out, it was a mix of English and German.
Stephen opened one eye, seeing that the men had stopped and were looking at the dead bodies that where all of Stephen’s friends that had died in the last bomb. His heart was in his mouth, he tried to slow his breathing down, he took a gulp of air and then held his breath,
The men were whispering together, the German who had spoken first then shouted at the men, who got back into line and the marching started again, faster now. After a few minutes the marching had died away, Stephen let out a sign of relief and raised himself up on his elbows, watching the Germans go off towards the battlefields.
Stephen got to his feet, brushing himself down as much he could then looked towards the road, he was thinking fast, if he just went into a German village like he was now, he would be captured. He shrugged; it would be better then staying here and dyeing.
He looked down at Robert’s face, he then looked up to the road, he made his way towards, the sun was dyeing now, it was nearly evening. He looked back one last time then turned his face to the East and made for the village.
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