OOC;
name: Sam
age: 20
experience: I was involved in a crack/parody Ouran High School Host Club RPG - but it was pretty casual and loose with rules, so perhaps not the best reflection my experience, hmm. Regardless, here’s an example of post I made:
community.livejournal.com/ouranparody/16879.htmle-mail / IM: shameless.satire@gmail.com / BroodingAuthor [AIM]
IC;
nation: England
name: Arthur Kirkland
nickname(s): Iggy, Artie, Eyebrows, Erotic Ambassador Arthur refuses to acknowledge any and all nicknames. His given name is quite enough, thank you.
age: 23
date of birth: April 23, 1986
hometown: London, England
occupation: Author
residence: Wherever Arthur lives, he definitely lives alone and in a place that exudes antiquity. Bugger modernity, Arthur likes his history. Arthur currently is renting The Myrtles House - a location that once made it into America's Most Haunted Places. Though Arthur can't really bring himself to care as the architecture is gorgeous.
family: Elder half-siblings [Scotland, Ireland(s), Wales]; younger brother [Sealand]; mother, father [both deceased]; recently discovered half-siblings [New Zealand, South Africa, British Virgin Islands]
first impression: "My god, I thought those were caterpillars!"
TEN-ISH TRUTHS
1. Arthur is an intensely private person and abhors talking about his past - especially since certain parts have the potential to cast him in a poor light. But that doesn’t stop himself from dwelling upon his more unpleasant memories. He suspects that he may have a few masochistic tendencies concerning this matter.
2. Arthur is a rather poor conversationalist in casual settings and is a bit of a grump in general, but he’s a polite one. Thus, when meeting new people Arthur tries to be cordial but not overly so. That is unless he meets someone whose personality clashes horribly with his own. When faced with such figures, his gentlemanly side will try to persevere, but with a grope or idiotic comment or two, Arthur is sure to dissolve into a sputtering fury.
3. Arthur came from a moderately wealthy background, though his relationship with his parents was not entirely a happy one. To this day he wonders about them and tries to come to grips with that part of his past. Likewise, his relationship with his elder half-siblings has always been tumultuous, beginning with their bullying when he was just a lad. They're the ones responsible for Arthur's self-conscious thoughts about his eyebrows (no matter that they were genetic) and his subsequent shaving of them. (They grew back overnight, so Arthur was forced to buck up and become accustomed to them, but the area in question is still a sore subject, one that he loathes to converse about.)
4. Don't let the sweater vest fool you, Arthur was quite the hellion when he was younger and found nothing more pleasurable than...disciplining those he thought were out of line. He wasn't afraid to go after what he desired - in fact he was quite brilliant at getting what he wanted and when he wanted, regardless of who stood in his path. His wild, youthful ways settled sometime in secondary school. Afterward, he shifted all of his attention towards his studies and managed to get top marks in all of his A-levels. To this day it's a bit of a mystery why he reformed.
5. While he was studying for his A-levels, Arthur started writing as a bit of a lark and a way to earn some quid for uni, but discovered that he was quite clever with words and managed to become a published author at the young age of nineteen. As of today, he’s written poetry to plays to fantasy novels, but out of all of his writings, Arthur believes his proudest accomplishment was writing an episode for Doctor Who. Furthermore, Arthur has at least five books detailing the lifestyles of unicorns, spectres, and other creatures of yore. He insists they’re nonfiction. No, really. They are.
6. Currently, Arthur is suffering from a bit of a writer's block on his latest historical novel. After a couple miserable drafts, he went on a sabbatical (or, as Arthur's editor phrased it for the workaholic that is Arthur, a research trip) to the novel's setting, which explains his stay in the States at the moment.
7. Complaining about the weather is a favourite pastime of his. In fact, complaining about a lot of things is a type of stress relief for Arthur - the weather is just an easy target. Certain other people are especially easy to whinge about too.
8. Though Arthur is quite the cynic, he's endlessly optimistic about his culinary talent and enjoys trying out new recipes whenever he gets the chance (even if no one else does). He’ll instantly hold someone in a higher regard if they compliment a dish he prepared. Regrettably, that has yet to happen.
9. Tea is Arthur's lifeblood and one true love. Sod anyone idiotic enough to argue with this staying principle of his existence. Though he's a professional at making tea at home, he'll make it a personal mission to scour every inch of the town to find a good cuppa and criticize all that's not up to snuff.
10. It’s depressingly easy to get Arthur drunk and considering the ah, peculiar manner Arthur holds himself while being smashingly pissed, he tries to limit his drinking to pubs where no one knows him or alone at home. Tries being the operative word. Somehow, he once spent the night in jail with only an apron on...
11. The mysterious editor mentioned every so often is Eliza Lyon-Bowes, a sharp-tongued woman twelve years Arthur’s senior who is not afraid to rip into Arthur’s drafts (or ego) when she thinks they need adjustment. She is perhaps the only person Arthur truly admires and is most certainly the only person’s criticism he won’t immediately dismiss. Eliza has been with Arthur every step of the way in regards to his writing career as she was the one who took a chance on Arthur and helped him get his first book published. Also, he may fancy her...just a bit…since he was nineteen. But he respects her and their business relationship far too much to ever act on whatever insignificant emotion he thinks he’s feeling.
12. On a related note, love has never been a top priority for Arthur and probably never will be. As such, he’s never really been in a serious long-term romantic relationship (except that one time, but he doesn't wish to talk about it) and doesn’t expect to be in one any time soon. It’s not that he’s determined to be alone; he’s just never viewed himself in such a role. He can’t imagine himself engaging in public displays of affection or celebrating nonsensical anniversaries of when they first made eye contact or held hands. Really, if that’s what it means to be in a serious relationship Arthur much rather opt out, thank you. As for his track record with less serious relationships…well that would be telling now, wouldn’t it?
13. Arthur learned from a very young age (through the scandalous whispers of the housewives at Tesco) that it wasn’t normal to have four half-siblings with three different mothers in the span of four years (little did he know there were more out there...). He never quite understood how his mother could love such a man with such a reputation and who would be gone months on end. Later on he grew to pity her (and in his darker moments, hated her) for having such an unhealthy attachment to someone he was sure would only break her heart in the end.
14. Thus, the source of his complex relationship with Peter. When his younger brother was born, Arthur refused to acknowledge his existence as their mother was all the more determined to stay by their father’s side - despite his philandering ways. This silent treatment towards Peter lasted up until their parents’ death, but the damage had already been done by then. Arthur never really learned how to be an older brother and any hesitant overture he makes, Peter views with suspicion.
15. Yet the man who Arthur made out to be his childhood villain had quite the soft spot for Arthur. Whenever his father came back after being gone for a while, he would always bring back a trinket for his son. Arthur never knew how to react to such kind gestures from someone who was spoken so ill of by the neighbours, so he just thanked him graciously (like a proper gentleman, his mother would say) and tucked the item away in a place where he wouldn’t have to look at it. He still has all the items, and they’re still in a place where he doesn’t have to see them and confront his conflicted emotions about a man long dead.
AND A SECRET
Arthur alternatingly bemoans and embraces his reclusive lifestyle. In his lonelier moments he'll dearly wish for some companionship, but he’ll cut out his own tongue before admitting this to anyone other than himself.