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Character Name: Chris Evans
Character LJ: the_evster
Character AIM: xthexevsterx
Character Age: 19
Picture: i give one anyway so ha.
http://bestof.provocateuse.com/images/photos/chris_evans_97.jpg
Description: Chris is 19 and was born in Boston to a traditional Irish Catholic family. He had a pretty normal childhood with three older brothers and a younger sister. When he was sixteen, he got a girl pregnant. He was, in his own words, "an abusive asshole in high school," and hit her when she was just shy of the legal limit on abortion. She went to the clinic and allowed him to believe she'd killed their baby, getting him sent to a reform school in the process.
At this reform school he had his first non-heterosexual experience. When he came home and came out to his family as bi, they shut him out. The day after he turned eighteen, he fled home and went to Vegas, where he was a hustler for the better part of two years. It ended when he attempted suicide and landed himself in a residential psychiatric facility. While there, he discovered that his daughter, Addison Rose Evans, was still alive, and that Addie's mother had been arrested for dealing drugs. Addie's been in foster care for six weeks while Chris finished his sentence, but now he's out and moving into Stateview with Addie and his boyfriend whom he met at the hospital, Milo. He's still Catholic and still has trouble controlling his anger, but being a father is changing the latter immensely.
RP Sample: 6:44:22 PM you: Chris smirked and set an away message, setting his computer off to the side. He arrived a few minutes later, knocking on the door of the room Milo had told him to go to. He was wearing jeans that were maybe just a little tight, and a forebrain-searingly bright blue t-shirt that said, in heavy, hot-pink block letters, "real men love unicorns."
7:02:39 PM milosnewhaircut: Milo gave himself to the long count of three before walking to the door and opening it quickly. His dark hair pulled back into a short ponytail pieces in the front falling into his eyes. He had tight, dark jeans on, hangign low enough to expose at least an inch of his grey boxer briefs underneath them, a tight navy blue shirt with the Yankees symbol on the front and 'Jeter' printed across the shoulder barely meeting the band of his underwear. His overall look a strange mix of thuggish and queer. He looked Chris up and down slowly in the door way, eyebrow quirking as he took in his shirt. "And there are people out there that allegedly think you ain't gay?" Milo asked, accent falling thick from his lips by default. He shook his head with a smile, stepping aside, holding the door open even wider. "C'min man."
7:08:29 PM you: Chris snickered a little and stepped inside. "Hey, real men are secure enough to admit that unicorns are awesome." He let his gaze flicker over the other man, lingering slightly on the tight jeans.
7:15:01 PM milosnewhaircut: Milo kicked the door lightly, shutting it and walking over to his bed, flopping back against it, belly up and leaning on his elbows. "I'll neither confrim nor deny." He said clearing his throat a little. His glance slid down his own body and he smiled to himself. "Sorry man, poor choice in wardrobe." He looked down at his Yankees shirt, than back up at Chris with a smile. "I really hope we can still be boys inspite of us kicking your ass nearly sixty years straight."
7:20:40 PM you: "Uh, psh. Whatever," Chris said. "You guys didn't even make the playoffs last year." He sat down on the opposite bed. "And I'm sorry, who took home the title?" He grinned. He'd missed guy-banter, as bizarre as that sounded.
Out of Character
Name: Emily
How did you hear about us?: i put an ad on SRU seeking a comm to bring my line to and someone pointed me here :)
Anything else?: Chris and Milo should be in the same apartment, obv
Did you read the rules?: no i didn't
Character LJ: the_evster
Character AIM: xthexevsterx
Character Age: 19
Picture: i give one anyway so ha.
http://bestof.provocateuse.com/images/photos/chris_evans_97.jpg
Description: Chris is 19 and was born in Boston to a traditional Irish Catholic family. He had a pretty normal childhood with three older brothers and a younger sister. When he was sixteen, he got a girl pregnant. He was, in his own words, "an abusive asshole in high school," and hit her when she was just shy of the legal limit on abortion. She went to the clinic and allowed him to believe she'd killed their baby, getting him sent to a reform school in the process.
At this reform school he had his first non-heterosexual experience. When he came home and came out to his family as bi, they shut him out. The day after he turned eighteen, he fled home and went to Vegas, where he was a hustler for the better part of two years. It ended when he attempted suicide and landed himself in a residential psychiatric facility. While there, he discovered that his daughter, Addison Rose Evans, was still alive, and that Addie's mother had been arrested for dealing drugs. Addie's been in foster care for six weeks while Chris finished his sentence, but now he's out and moving into Stateview with Addie and his boyfriend whom he met at the hospital, Milo. He's still Catholic and still has trouble controlling his anger, but being a father is changing the latter immensely.
RP Sample: 6:44:22 PM you: Chris smirked and set an away message, setting his computer off to the side. He arrived a few minutes later, knocking on the door of the room Milo had told him to go to. He was wearing jeans that were maybe just a little tight, and a forebrain-searingly bright blue t-shirt that said, in heavy, hot-pink block letters, "real men love unicorns."
7:02:39 PM milosnewhaircut: Milo gave himself to the long count of three before walking to the door and opening it quickly. His dark hair pulled back into a short ponytail pieces in the front falling into his eyes. He had tight, dark jeans on, hangign low enough to expose at least an inch of his grey boxer briefs underneath them, a tight navy blue shirt with the Yankees symbol on the front and 'Jeter' printed across the shoulder barely meeting the band of his underwear. His overall look a strange mix of thuggish and queer. He looked Chris up and down slowly in the door way, eyebrow quirking as he took in his shirt. "And there are people out there that allegedly think you ain't gay?" Milo asked, accent falling thick from his lips by default. He shook his head with a smile, stepping aside, holding the door open even wider. "C'min man."
7:08:29 PM you: Chris snickered a little and stepped inside. "Hey, real men are secure enough to admit that unicorns are awesome." He let his gaze flicker over the other man, lingering slightly on the tight jeans.
7:15:01 PM milosnewhaircut: Milo kicked the door lightly, shutting it and walking over to his bed, flopping back against it, belly up and leaning on his elbows. "I'll neither confrim nor deny." He said clearing his throat a little. His glance slid down his own body and he smiled to himself. "Sorry man, poor choice in wardrobe." He looked down at his Yankees shirt, than back up at Chris with a smile. "I really hope we can still be boys inspite of us kicking your ass nearly sixty years straight."
7:20:40 PM you: "Uh, psh. Whatever," Chris said. "You guys didn't even make the playoffs last year." He sat down on the opposite bed. "And I'm sorry, who took home the title?" He grinned. He'd missed guy-banter, as bizarre as that sounded.
Out of Character
Name: Emily
How did you hear about us?: i put an ad on SRU seeking a comm to bring my line to and someone pointed me here :)
Anything else?: Chris and Milo should be in the same apartment, obv
Did you read the rules?: no i didn't