OOC - FULL BIO
Name: Maj. (Dr.) James Anthony Riley
Nicknames: JR, Jim, Jimmy, Kid, Sherlock
Age: 33
IQ: 219
Phobias/Fears: Mild fear of fire, aprehensive of firearms since mother's death
Religious Beliefs: steadfast Roman Catholic, faithful and practicing. Often wears a St. Jude medal and attends Mass whenever possible
Intolerances/Annoyances: has no patience for any sort of bias or prejudice, can't stand the sound of anyone's knuckles cracking but his own
Quirks/Habits: rubs his head or the back of his neck when he's nervous, will nickname anything with a pulse over using a person's Christian name unless he's particularly agitated, has a habit of 'reading' people...a broad scope of knowledge and keen sense of observation have given Jim the ability to determine everything from a person's brand of toothpaste to his morning's breakfast at a glance. It's a talent he's more or less unaware of, and does it without thinking. If you confront him with it, odds are he won't know what you're talking about...to him, he's just seeing what's there.
Parents: father Morgan Ezekiel Riley, mother Michela Isabella O'Leary-Riley (deceased)
Siblings: identical twin brother Maj. Michael Riley
Spouse/Serious Lover: none
Children: none
Occupation: ranking officer in the United States Military, currently assigned to the SGC, Atlantis expedition; licensed M.D. (practicing general practicioner, also an accredited cardiologist with a double specialty in genetics and infectious diseases)
Education: graduated from Hollywood High and completed first year college requirements at the age of sixteen
Enrolled at UCLA on a full scholarship, graduated at the age of twentyw
Attended John Hopkins on a combined military grant and school-funded scholarship
Major: double major in biology and nuclear chemsitry and a double minor in literary history and linguistics from UCLA, licensed in cardiology with a double specialty in genetics and infectious diseases from John Hopkins
Activities: target practice at the Angeles National Forest Shooting Range when home, at the firing line offworld; second degree blackbelt in hapkido karate, writes and records music under the pseudonym of Snerd (under which he's had one Billboard top ten hit and two Grammy nominations, none of which he has publicly acknowledged), has also written four novels under four different pseudonyms and anonymously published one thesis on the potential effects of space travel via wormholes on living tissue. Collects LP's and first edition books in his spare time (keeps his book collection hidden in his closet).
Home: Lives in Los Angeles, California, where he grew up. Rooms with his twin brother in a loft apartment in the NoHo arts district.
Friends: Samantha Carter and Rodney McKay, after a fashion. Also acquainted with Lt. Colonel John Sheppard...has several powerful contacts and friends in the scientific community, and has made several close friends among the Athosians since being stationed on Atlantis.
Finances: grew up to an impoverished family, but inherited a small tract of land in Dublin, Ireland from his mother's side of the family after she was murdered when he was thirteen. Also inherited one half of a $20,000 life insurance payout put in trust until he was eighteen, which he promptly invested in the stock market. At present, survives on a military salary. Continues to invest profits of his childhood inheritance and earn income from his published works and music royalties...his original inheritance sits in trust, while half his investment profits, along with all of his publishing and recording royalties are donated anonymously to various inner-city charities every month.
Height: 6'10"
Eyes: dark brown
Hair: black with a dash of premature grey
Face & Complexion: rugged features, light Irish complexion that tans a little, but tends to burn easily
Build: lean for his size, but broad-shouldered and heavily muscled, sculpted by a life of hard work and his martial arts training
Defining Marks: tribal/Asian tattoos on his left shoulder matching an identical set on his brother's, intricate flaming bulldog tattoo on his inner left forearm, knife scar on left wrist. Controntation with members of his former gang also left him with a knife scar on left side of chest, bullet scar on right shoulder, and a knife scar on right side of lower back
Dress Style: favors jeans (denim or black leather), t-shirts, and wifebeaters off-duty. On-duty, standard military garb. In a professional setting, goes for semi-formal (i.e., in black jeans and t-shirts under a blazer).
Manner of Speech: curses like a sailor and favors a lot of slang, sometimes reveals traces of an Irish brogue gained from being raised by natives of Dublin...speaks many languages, but has never admitted exactly how many. At present, he is known to speak English, Spanish, French, Italian, Hebrew, Farsi, both Irish and Scots Gaelic, Russian, Mandarin Chinese, "Short Talk" (see "Idioglossia" in Other), and fluent Latin. Is also studying Goa'uld during his time on Earth at SGC.
Manner of Movement: prides himself in his stealth...enjoys sneaking up on people. Oddly graceful for a man of his immense size, and is gifted with a surprisingly gentle touch and incredible level of speed.
Marital Status: single
Sexual Preference: heterosexual
Past Relationships: has a history of "serial monogamy", can count the number of serious girlfriends he's ever had on one hand. Was previously engaged about seven years ago, but it ended when she decided to join a convent.
Present Relationship(s): none
Intelligence: Refusing to take any tests until he was sixteen, Jim's IQ wasn't charted for most of his life. When he agreed to undergo testing he was ranked at 219, just under the likes of William James Sidis, the 20th's century's greatest child prodigy. Jim's IQ, however, is a secret only those who have access to his files know about. Jim guards his mind jealously, preferring to play the fool, though it's a nearly impossible task. His ability to read people earned him the nickname Sherlock early on, and has a tendency to correct people's grammar while butchering it himself. He can recite the greatest hits of KISS and RUSH in chronological order as easily as he can recite the Tabe of Elements or explain the principle of Schroedinger's Cat.
Legal background: At the age of 13, Jim's mother was murdered several blocks from their home. Angered by her death, Jim took up with a local gang, the Hellhounds. Fueled by both anger and a certain level of academic boredom, Jim became deeply involved in their activities, and by sixteen was next in line for a leadership position. Local authorities were never able to convict him for anything, nor prove for certain his affiliation with the group. After a confrontation with Michael, however, Jim reformed at the age of nineteen and attempted to leave the Hounds...the resulting attack nearly cost him his life, along with several months of time spent recovering. To this day, Jim refuses to talk about his dealings with the Hellhounds...his only tangible reminders of his time with them are a penchant for motorcycles, his bulldog tattoo, a knife scar over his heart, and an offshore bank account worth three and a half million dollars...a sum he donated to charity when he was twenty one.
Idioglossia: Being an identical twin, Jim and Mike share a language of their own devising, one they refer to as "Short Talk." Unlike most idioglossias, however, with a little time and effort, one can usually derive a basic understanding of its workings, which consist mainly of otherwise out of place words, phrases, and seemingly ridiculous references only the two men understand. Both have a bad habit of breaking into Short Talk in each other's presence, regardless of who might be in the room, and have been seen on more than one occasion carrying on conversations for hours in this fashion.