Post by KENNEDY ALAN LOCKHART on Feb 14, 2011 20:16:59 GMT -5
( KENNEDY ALAN LOCKHART )
( THE BASICS )( PHYSICAL )
FULL NAME: kennedy alan lockhart
NICKNAMES: ken, dr. lockhart
GENDER: male
DATE OF BIRTH:september 20, 1984
CURRENT AGE: twenty-seven
EDUCATION LEVEL: fresh out of medical school, though has had medical internships elsewhere. he also studies criminal justice and science, hoping to one day leave this job behind to work in forensics.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: heterosexual
MARITAL STATUS: single
MEMBER GROUP: asylum staff
OCCUPATION: medical team
RISK LEVEL: - - - - -( PERSONALITY )
CELEBRITY CLAIM: boyd holbrook
SKIN TONE: a dark peachy sort of tone. he surely could not be labeled as pale considering his skin has seen considerate amounts of sunlight and both his mother and father look nowhere near the color of bed sheet ghosts even in their old age. if you wanted to be plain and blunt about it; your average white guy color.
HAIR COLOUR & STYLE: sandy blonde hair that is usually slicked back out of the way since it is a little on the long side. he lets it grow out about shoulder length before whacking it off again and then repeating the cycle.
EYE COLOUR:dark blue. in certain light the color can trick you into thinking it's lighter but most of the time they are a definite blue color. that is, if you care to stare beyond the glare on his glasses.
HEIGHT: six feet and one inch tall. always been on the taller side of the scale and his mother was glad he stopped there (gets old looking up at your kids, you know).
BODY BUILD: very very average. never had any problems with his weight and he is no body builder but can hold off someone if the dared to bother him. because of his height he can seem a bit lanky at times, though.
WEIGHT: one hundred sixty-four pounds. like said, quite the average body build. nothing special or abnormal about his weight.
SCARS & MARKINGS:
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: one little tiny elephant tattoo on the inside of his wrist. other than that, no piercings or any other tattoos.
LIKES:
- minimum of ten
DISLIKES:
- minimum of ten
POSITIVE TRAITS:
- minimum of five
NEGATIVE TRAITS:
- minimum of five
GREATEST FEAR:
GREATEST SECRET:
REASON FOR ADMISSION: Describe their problems in light detail.
( HISTORY )( CLOSING UP )
MOTHER: Name, Age (Occupation)
FATHER: Name, Age (Occupation)
SIBLINGS:
Names, Ages (Occupations)
SPOUSE: if none, put N/A
OTHER OF IMPORTANCE:
HISTORY: include the reason they were sent to the asylum, of course. Or, for staff, when they started working there.
YOUR NAME: dragonfly
YOUR AGE: twenty
YEARS OF EXPERIENCE: eight years
RP SAMPLE:Simon held his breath as he was guided through the entrance to what would now be his new and hopefully temporary home. Walking the path up to the building could have been nice as the scenery on the outside was splendid, but unfortunately he couldn't get his stomach out of the knots it was in and found himself stopping his feet a lot hoping that the hands on his arms would stop pulling him forward. As soon as h entered the building though his heart picked up and his feet drug even more. There were no response from the people taking him in. They didn't know who he was. They didn't' care who he was. This was their job. He held no significance in their life.
He held back the tears but was sure that the pathetic look across his face was very obvious. He wasn't sure if anyone could ever walk proudly into this place or with complete confidence that they would be okay. Someone had assured him that this was for him to get better, not worse. But the sinking feeling in his stomach was telling him otherwise. Sy already felt like he was going to be feeling much worse by being here. He hadn't seen one person or thing that he liked since coming into the building. And as he was sat down in a little room for a medical examination... he was feeling even worse.
The two men that had led pulled him inside of the building now stood firmly on either side of him. One had his arms crossed and the other looked extremely bored. This infuriated Simon a little bit to think that someone could be so casual in a situation like this. So uncaring... aloof to other people's feelings. They probably thought he was insane though and didn't notice. Why else would be here right? He wasn't normal. He didn't think like them or notice them. He was just like an animal. Bastards. What they didn't know was that he was like them. The only difference it seemed was that he was capable of showing sympathy toward other human beings and living creatures in general.
"Simon Moore?"
The voice snapped him away from his thoughts and he turned his eyes forward immediately. He felt tempted to fall back into a corner like a scared animal. But he wasn't an animal remember? He was perfectly human... perfectly
