NOBLE, brandon andrew

[brandon]

brandon andrew noble.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. Brandon Andrew Noble
stage name. Brandon Noble
nicknames. doesn't really have any
age & dob. nineteen years old, july twenty seventh, nineteen ninety-ninety
gender. male
sexual orientation. heterosexual
career. tv/film actor
hometown. Boise, Idaho


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 6'1
eyes. brown
hair. dark brown
build. athletic, in shape
distinguishing features. his deep v-shape
play-by. marlon teixeira


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves.

• dr. pepper
  
• romance novels
  
• gambling
  
• women
  
• cameras
  
• clubbing
  
• alcohol

hates.

• clingy relationships
  
• country
  
• feet
  
• the word "love"
  
• clothes
  
• talent agents
  
• tea

quirks.

• can't handle a long term relationship
  
• won't date a girl with red hair
  
• regardless of his fit appearance, he always feels the need to work out

aspirations.

• he'd like to start in television, and dabble into film, then eventually become strictly a film actor.
  
• win a few Emmys
  
• find somebody he can consider the love of his life
  
• write an autobiography

secrets.

• Originally a model, that only lasted for a short amount of time but it isn't something Brandon exactly likes to remember. Scandalous photos from past photo shoots being leaked to the internet is one of his worst fears.
  
• Nearly got a girl pregnant when he was in high school, and later paid the girl off to make sure she wouldn't tell a soul.

personality evaluated. Brandon isn't known for getting along with others, especially of the male gender. He's cocky, self absorbed, and at times can get extremely jealous of material possessions. Known for being a womanizer, Brandon has learned to simply embrace this title he's been given. Inside he's a bit insecure, and on the outside he hides that by putting on an act as an egotistical jerk. This can be a complete turn off, so with the ladies he acts slightly different, and a bit more sincere and charming. That can only last so long, because once somebody gets in a relationship with him, they'll quickly regret it because he doesn't seem to be a fan of being devoted or tied down for too long.

Due to genetics from his father, who was originally high ranked in various businesses, and who eventually became a public speaker, Brandon is fairly outgoing. When he enters the room, he makes sure everybody is aware of his presence. Even with the occasional low self esteem, he definitely isn't the shy type. Brandon speaks his mind, and hates people who sugar coat things, mainly because of his past of getting lied to.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. arthur lin noble , 59 , retired.
mother. shelly renee noble , 48 , occupation.
siblings. brianna hanna nehah (half sister), 28, actress
pets. gigi, 12, miniture italian greyhound
other family. none that he knows of
history evaluated.

Acting had been a dream of Brandon's since he could walk and talk. After his first trip to the movie theater, he knew then and there that he wanted to be famous. Make it big in the world. Growing up, he played a big part in his schools' drama productions, and even took classes involving stage crew. However, being from a small state like Idaho, most of his peers told him he'd never make it out. Him and his family moved to Pennsylvania when he was about 15 years old, and would drive over to New York for various Auditions while they lived with some of his dad's friends.

Living life on the east coast didn't work out too well, so Brandon and his family headed back to California a few months later in a desperate attention to get some successful auditions. He started off in modeling, and did it for around 2 years before he quit due to the various betrayals of the fashion industry. So, from there he went back to acting and got a few roles in commercials.

Even before he tried to get into film and television, he made his name get around Hollywood and was known as a socialite well known for setting girls up, then knocking them down. He was a definite heartbreaker, and in a nutshell, a manwhore. Qualities not all the people of Hollywood enjoyed, but at that point he didn't really give a shit what people thought about him when it came to love. He learned that taking clothes off was much more fun than putting them on, and staying in Hollywood would be a must.

Now, he's trying to paint California with his tan skin by trying his best to get roles in bigtime productions. But with a cold world out there, can he really meet the requirements and set the par for talent seeking producers?

/ christmas came early for me

alias. brandon
years of rp experience. just a few months, I love writing, but it was my sister who got me into roleplaying.
other characters. none
how did you find us. was looking for a new site, and saw your advertisement on another site.
roleplay sample.

Everything was going as planned for that night, Brandon slowly checked everything in his head as he looked down and spotted a lightly tanned girl with long straggly hair. Bring back the whore from the after party, check. Take pictures for possible blackmail in the near future, check. Ask if she has a boyfriend, check. Oh, and she did, but that didn't seem to matter to him all that much. This was an every day thing for Brandon, and as he whispered something in the girl's ear, his alarm went off and he went into panic mode.

Yeah, everything was going according to plan UNTIL that loud, obnoxious noise blared and Brandon remembered he had a 7 o'clock (in the morning) audition for a possible role in a television series. It wasn't something that truly interested Brandon, but it was a job and it would've gotten his name out there in the industry a bit.

He threw the sheets off of him and left the somewhat trashy looking girl in his bed with a confused look on her face. Her mouth remained open for a few seconds, slightly in shock and unsure of how to handle the situation. As he quickly put on his pants, he nodded his head up for a split second and with a smirk said, "Nah, girl, that's for another time. Sorry for the interruption, but I have some business to give my attention to. I enjoyed this while it lasted, give me a call?" Grabbing the closest writing utensil to him, he wrote down a fictional number to give the girl. Brandon set the piece of paper he had written the number on right on the small table in his bedroom.

There wasn't much time to get ready, so he slid down the stairs with a toothbrush in his mouth shaving cream covering his chin and various places of his face due to the fact he didn't spend much time getting ready. As he poured himself a glass of OJ, he grabbed his razor and began to shave. He spent a little extra time washing his face, trying to wake himself up and free himself of a hangover. With the toothbrush hanging out of his mouth, he spit and then gulped down his orange juice.

Note to self: don't mix OJ with toothpaste unless you enjoy the taste of something you probably puked up from the night before.

He winced and spit out the orange juice that had swirled around in his mouth. "Disgusting," he muttered as the girl he had taken home last night slowly stepped down the stairs. "Morning, sunshine. Feel free to make yourself some breakfast, and leave whenever you're ready, there's a number on the fridge to contact my limo driver. Just call him up, say you spent the night at my house. He'll get the picture and be right on over."

The girl blinked, and Brandon smiled again. "Don't talk much, do you? That's a quality that I like." He headed for the door and spanked her behind as he walked out and headed to his audition.

Though he may have been a charmer for the ladies (or so he thought), he wasn't exactly a charmer for casting directors. Stepping into the room, he got glares for being over thirty minutes late. "Sorry for my tardiness, I had some things to attend to, but here I am. Want me to just start reading the script or is this one of those improv auditions? I've been told i'm great at improv."

"Mr. Noble, we're afraid that due to you being so late, we have other people who need to audition. Perhaps another time, with another director, on another project. We don't need somebody who's just supposedly good at acting, we need somebody who won't show up late on set when the time comes."

Brandon frowned, and that frown deepened as he was shooed out of the room. As he walked out of the hotel where the auditions were being held, he looked around the corner and spotted a bar. The best solution to rejection?

A drink.

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