COLEMAN, Christopher James
Feb 25, 2010 19:23:00 GMT -5
Post by braya on Feb 25, 2010 19:23:00 GMT -5
christopher james coleman.
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/ i want to voice this out loud
full name. christopher james coleman
stage name. Christopher James
nicknames. Chris, Topher, James, CJ, ect.
age & dob. twenty one, february twenty fifth, nineteen eighty nine
gender. male
sexual orientation. straight
career. film actor
hometown. New York, New York
/ it's therapeutic somehow
height. six foot five inches
eyes. brown
hair. brunette
build. muscular and tall
distinguishing features. sharp jaw line, deep eyes, perfect skin
play-by. orlando bloom
/ so i'm moving to new york
loves.
- Drinking
- Parties
- Classical Music
- Piano
- Girls
- Old Movies
- Getting girls to blush
- Pens
- Fast Cars
- Pepsi
- Surfing
- Working out
- Sunglasses
- Hats
hates.
- School
- Drugs
- Smoking
- Modern Music
- Girls who are prudes
- Frilly Drinks
- Sweets
- Piano
- Technology
- Pine trees
- Birds
- Pencils
- Glue
quirks.
- Bites lip
- Runs hand through hair
- Scrunches up his face when thinking
- Overly concentrated when playing
- Writes on himself
- Always humming new songs
aspirations.
- Be able to quit acting and play music.
- Find his ex-fiance and appologize.
- Be a better man.
secrets.
- Sercretly in love with his ex-fiance
- Wants to settle down but can't
Chris has major comittment issues and doesn't like to settle down with one girl. If he see's a girl whom he'd much rather have than the one he's with currently, he'll do so. He wants to settle down with one person but doesn't think he can just yet.
Being the amazing piano player that he is, he tends to be obsesive about it. When he is playing or working on a piece, he doesn't like to be interupted. He's very protective of his work and doesn't like people to hear it or read it before he can get it to be perfect. Many times, he will spend hours at the piano, practicing over and over until he's sure he's got it down.
Chris has few friends mostly because he tends to only hang around people of the female variety. If he isn't out at a party or with a girl, he's at his piano practicing. He also finds that most people these days tend to be overrated and full of themselves so he prefers to just stay away from them, not getting close to allow them to get in the way of his music. But the friends he does have he is very loyal to and would do anything and everything for them.
The fact that he tends to stay away from people who are snobby in his opinion often gives him many enimies. People don't like how often he takes to his piano rather than going out with them. They don't like his free personality and slightly crazed self because of his dedication to his piano. They find it odd that a grown man spends so much time alone with just a piano and he gets very touchy when people talk about his music.
When it comes to his piano, he's very protective of it, even having a name, Cassandra, for it. Whenever he goes out of town, he always pays someone to come and dust it off and has it tuned monthly. It is his pride and joy and without it, he wouldn't be able to do what he loves. At times, he treats his piano better than he treats people, prefering it because it doesn't talk back nor does it cause drama. When he's really stressed out, he starts to talk to it. He basically defines crazed artist.
/ i've got issues with my sleep
father. dyllan coleman, 54, unknown.
mother. samantha coleman , 52, unknown.
siblings. none
pets. nope
other family. Grandma Rose, 73, retired and Grandpa James, 75, retired.
history evaluated.
Christopher was born to a rich family. He wanted for nothing is entire life and was all around please with it and thankful for everything. He wasn’t any rich spoiled kid, and handled the money situation very well. His parents enrolled him in piano lessons when he was two. He instantly loved it and continued to play every day, just wanting to please his parents. Many nights, his parents had to drag him away from his piano each and every night.
When he was ten his parents sent him to an Arts school where he learned to play with the best. There, he developed his skills beyond that of most his age and was composing his own pieces by the time he was twelve. He was there until he started highschool at which point he came home to find that his parents had moved away without telling him and he was now on his own. As that the school had a strict, no contact rule so that the children weren’t distracted, he hadn’t been able to call or write home and visa versa.
He lived with his grandparents until they died when he was sixteen. They brought him up right but had little money and always felt bad about not being able to give him the life his parents would have been able to. But he loved them despite this so he was crushed when they died. He threw himself even more into his piano playing even more. Now on his own, he tended bar and played local gigs where ever and when ever he could.
Because of his parents leaving him when he was young, he tried to find love elsewhere and usually ended up in bed with a girl who's name he didn't know. He started to date and sleep around with any girl who'd cross his site and only settled down with a girl for a few weeks at most. The lifestyle was fun for him but he’d always felt like something was missing in his life and no matter how many girls he went through, he couldn’t figure out what it was that was missing.
One night, he was playing at a bar and a Julliard talent scout happened to be in there relaxing and came up to him, offering him a full scholarship. He accepted it right away and plunged deeper into the world of piano playing. He did nothing but work, play, sleep and ocassionaly eat. He was fully dedicated to his art for and refused to give it up even for a few things.
When he was twenty he was at a recitle, performing as one of the star talents of the night. He'd finished up his piece asn was sitting in the audience, watching the up and coming tallent and saw a girl walk out onto the stage. The first thing that struck him was her beauty. She was georgous and he couldn't get past it. But then she started to play and he was swept away. It wasn't often that another performer impressed him but she did. After the show, he tracked her down and got to talking to her. They instantly hit it off and he knew that he was in love within a few months of being with her. It was the first time he'd been in love, ever.
When she was seventeen, he proposed to her and they were planning on getting married the summer after she turned eighteen and he was incredably happy about it. But as the date got closer and closer, he started to freak out. He wondered if they were ready to get married and he didn't know if he wanted to be held down permanitly. About a year before, he'd started meeting up with this girl and he'd gotten really attracted to her. They'd started sleeping together. About a week before the wedding, he called it off, telling her he wasn't ready just yet to get married and she'd said she'd wait for him. A few days later, she came by his apartment to talk to him and he hadn't expected to see her at his front door so he didn't bpther hidding the fact that the woman he'd been cheating on her with was behind him in full view.
Needless to say, he was shocked to see her at the front door and she was more than mad anyone could explain. He tried to talk to her and tell her that he really did love her but she wasn't going to listen. After she walked out on him, the woman he'd been cheating with anounced a few days later that she was pregnant with his child. He offered child support and to help take care of the child but he wasn't going to marry her. She refused and told him to leave her alone and never speak to her again. She hadn't known that he was engaged and left him, taking almost all of his money. She'd spread around town what he'd done to all of his friends so he decided that he needed to leave. He has yet to be able to get her off his mind so instead, he decided to focus on his piano.
Broke and alone, he had to adjust to his new life. He took up any odd job he could, playing at bars, cleaning toilets and donig pretty much anything else he could in order to pay for his rent. One of these random jobs was working for a cleaning crew on the set of a movie. One of their important actors had a drama fit on set and stormed off, yelling that he was quiting. In desprite need of a replacement, Chris steped in, looking almost exactly like the actor he was replacing. At first, he only had to stand in a shot and look 'natural'. But it grew to more indepth parts as the director learned that he could actually act. As that the money was good, he kept up with it and has been bouncing from job to job ever since, taking whatever part he can to pay rent. But his asspiration is to one day be able to play his music instead.
/ christmas came early for me
alias. Braya
years of rp experience. four or five
other characters. none yet
how did you find us. Sid
roleplay sample.this is something i wrote on a different site, hope it works.
Emillia huffed a sigh, the blonde locks in her face puffing out then landing back in her face. Frustrated, she brushed them aside and uncrossed her legs. The night had not turned out to be the best. First, her escort had downed too many drinks and was currently puking off the balcony while she sat at one of the tables inside. She was half tempted to simply stand up and walk out of the room. To go find a different man who would surely satisfy her wants tonight. But one look at the intoxicated man sent her heart fluttering. God, was he handsome. And rich to boot. He was truly, truly an incredible man, one of high power and prestige. No, she would just wait until he was slightly more sober and then coax out of him what she wanted. And what more perfect of a place than a random bedchamber.
After what seemed like forever, when the puking had subsided, she stood up and went to the door of the bedchambers and locked it before turning back to the beautiful man in the other room. With a small, seductive smile on her face, she walked slowly to the balcony and ran a hand up the mans back, being sure to stand close to him. ”How are you feeling?” She muttered in his ear. The hand that had been traveling up his back moved and wrapped around his hand. At his slurred mumbling of his wellbeing, she smiled some. ”Well, lucky for you, I believe I have a solution to your ailment.” Her tone was seductive and she tugged on his hand, leading him backwards toward the bed, her skirts swishing slowly around her legs.
It didn’t take much and the man was soon smiling, stumbling after her, knowing perfectly well what she wanted and realizing what an opportunity this was. Emillia was obviously beautiful and young. A fine catch for a man like him. A small giggle escaped her lips as his hands roamed her body until they found the clasps that held her garments in place. With the precision of a drunk man, but one who had experience doing this, he slipped the outer dress from her shoulders. He continued like this, his mouth working on hers or her shoulder until she was completely naked. Her hands found their way to his less complicated clothing and slipped them off within a minute. It didn’t take long before both were entwined on the bed.
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In the morning light, a small tear ran down the cheek of the young beautiful girl. Was this the life her mother had raised her to have. One of sleeping around to just have nice things and the physical satisfaction that came immediately after. She knew the answer was no, yet almost every night, she ended up like this. A sigh escaped her lips and she rolled over to face the snoring man next to her. There was no doubt that he was handsome and that in his wealth, he would provide her with many extravagant gifts that she would treasure. But was it truly worth it?
The mans eyes opened slowly and she saw the lust in them as he reached for her, pulling her into a passionate kiss and running his hands along her bare skin. In that instant, she knew it was worth much more than she was getting.