FURSE, aaron charles

[aaroncharlesfurse]

aaron charles furse.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. Aaron Charles Furse
stage name. Aaron
nicknames. None
age & dob. Twenty-One & the 5th of September
gender. Male
sexual orientation. Heterosexual
career. TV/Film Actor
hometown. Oxford, England


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. Six Feet
eyes. Aaron has teal colored eyes with a black ring around the iris that makes the color pop and appear lighter than what it really is. These eyes are often filled with emotion, as he has found that eyes are indeed the key to the soul. When he is acting he will make sure that his eyes reflect the emotion of his character to ensure that he acts as a believable character. Of stage the eyes often appear harsher since he has gained quite a "callous" after entering the business due to everything that goes on. But for the most part, these eyes are open and happy, framed by dark lashes and thick yet well shaped eyebrows.
hair. Aaron's hair is a shaggy wavy blonde that often makes one think of the beach and lifeguards when looking at it. It very much is his natural hair color and he has yet to ever get highlights or try dying his precious locks. His hair is something that Aaron seems almost strangely obsessed with. He always has a comb or tiny brush on his person. However, Aaron absolutely dislikes hair spray, as he is convinced that it damages his hair. Sure, he will use it if he absolutely has to, but other than that he will stay as far away from those bottles as possible.
build. Aaron is tall and muscular. His height he has to thank his parents for, but his muscles come from years of body building, running, football, rugby, and lacrosse. Aaron's body is built for sports and with all his muscle he would be put on the higher end of the BMI chart for his height. However, he looks much thinner than what he really weighs because of how toned he is.
distinguishing features. Aaron has a square jawline, a six pack, and incredible pecks. He has a nose with a bit of a bump but is still well crafted. His upper lip is slightly smaller than his lower one, and he has high cheekbones that give him the distinctive European look.
play-by. Alex Pettyfer


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. sports. hunting. acting. herbal tea. music. fine wine. classy parties.
hates. promiscuity. public restrooms. insects. loud noises. failure. immaturity. "outrageous American dancing."
quirks.
= He only wears clothing from European designers.
= When rehearsing for an audition he looks at the script once with a read through, then always goes hunting and refuses to look at the script again until the day of the audition.
= He completely absorbs himself in his work, doing up to three hours of research a day regarding the history and such behind the characters in the show he is acting in.
= He prefers to stay out of the limelight, saying he just wants to have fun doing his job and make people happy.
aspirations.
= To go to Africa and help the children there
= To further his acting career by acting in major motion pictures, which will up his popularity, and from that he wants to start a foundation that helps the abused in the United States and works on 'healing' them.
= To get into a true relationship, which involves getting a girl that he could take to his posh British father; and his father would approve.
secrets.
= Aaron is a very put together British gentleman. However, if he becomes drunk it is quite a different story; he becomes the complete opposite.
= Aaron is more book smart than street smart.
personality evaluated.
Aaron is an athlete. He loves the rush that sports give and found his happiness in that. However, Aaron also enjoys acting and feels that it is a good way to please the people of the world. He believes that he has talent in the theater and hopes to not only act, but sing. He is not the most outgoing actor, but he is one of the most devoted to his career. Aaron goes to great lengths to perform in his roles (just not so much to prepare for auditions) almost to the point where he will live off of caffeine and two hours of sleep each day.

He is not at all afraid to speak for what he believes in, but easily accepts directions and orders on stage. Aaron can easily shed his current life when he is put onto a set and given a character role. Of stage, he enjoys hanging with his friends and making people happy. Aaron is one of those people who would try to cheer you up if you were sad. He would also be one to tell cheesy jokes where people would just laugh to be polite. Aaron enjoys going to the beach and still spends time hunting with his dog. He loves hunting foxes because it uses his brain and makes him think in a different way than acting; he has to strategize his moves to catch the fox. However, even when he catches the fox he always lets it go. Aaron loves animals, and though he is not a vegetarian or a vegan, he could not bear the thought of killing or hurting an animal himself.

Aaron is constantly trying to make his father happy, who is not so sure that acting is the right career for his son. It is this that causes Aaron to often push himself to extremes and the topic of his father is one that he often is emotional about. Though he is already a perfectionist, it is most likely that Aaron is most like a perfectionist due to his father. Aaron wants to make his father happy, but it seems nearly impossible. This is what gives this actor frustrations at night and causes him trouble sleeping at night. Not only this, but separation from his parents in general is hard for Aaron. He is often found talking to one of his parents over the phone during a break. Aaron is very much a family man.
/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. Charles Reed Furse, forty-six, Oxford University English Professor.
mother. Kyla Lynn Furse, forty-five, Oxford University Music Professor.
siblings. None
pets. Aaron has a pet purebreed English Foxhound named Max
other family. None
history evaluated.
Aaron was born in Oxford, England to two parents who worked at the nearby University. He was a well off child with many contacts through his parents. His mother made sure that he was constantly happy, and took off a couple months to raise him before hiring a nanny. This nanny raised Aaron on good morals, teaching him how to properly stand, walk, dance, speak, and other morals that she found necessary to teach. It was also this nanny that introduced Aaron to the world of sports as well as the language of french; she was a french nanny. When Aaron entered elementary school, his father enrolled him in a football class. Aaron quickly grew to love the game and would always play midfield since he loved to run. As he aged, he was also introduced to croquet, rugby, and lacrosse and through middle and high school he was involved in all of these sports.

When he turned fifteen he was given a personal body trainer, with all intended thought for Aaron to become serious in one of his many sports and go for a big team to make it big. However, during this time Aaron's mother introduced him to a gentleman involved in the theater. She wanted her son to be a well rounded person and not just strictly an athlete. What she wasn't prepared for was for her son to love the stage. He immediately became captivated by the tale that the actors made and soon had enrolled himself in a theater class outside of his private high school. It was around this time that he also picked up the guitar as an additional instrument to the piano that he had been taught since the age of five. He found that he loved acting just as much as sports - especially when the audience clapped. But when Aaron became more involved in theater instead of sports, he sensed his father's growing disappointment. Aaron knew at that moment that he would have to continue with acting to show that it was not just a petty job, but a job that could impact the world. He first auditioned for a commercial in Britain when he turned seventeen, but as he gained more small roles, it only seemed to confirm his father's believes that he could not make a real living while acting.

At the age of eighteen Aaron graduated from his high school and decided not to attend college. He was amazed that in theater, you could be any job you wanted because you could act as all sorts of different things. So, with his mother's and reluctant father's approval, his parents bought him a house in Los Angeles and wished him luck. Upon arrival, Aaron was appalled at the American's culture at first, but gradually began to accept it. He attended some more classes and learned how to give a very convincing American accent. It was when he turned twenty one that he went out to a party with some new friends he met while acting in a small television series. The night club was something that Aaron seemed prude about, but after many drinks he had loosened up and was as every bit crazy as everyone else.

Currently, Aaron has yet to hit it big, but he enjoys the small roles that he gets and loves hunting with his dog Max like he used to do with his father and his father's friends back in Oxford.

/ christmas came early for me

alias. Faith
years of rp experience. Six Years
other characters. None
how did you find us. Caution 2.0
roleplay sample.

After leaving the high school cafeteria, Dix had gradually made his way over towards the Central Town. Of course he had thought about following after his friend, but Luc was so absorbed in all his crazy experiments lately that Dix thought it would be better not to disturb his friend by walking into their dorm that had been so carefully made into a laboratory. Thus, he found himself in solitude as he strolled down the dirt path that lead towards the shops. He was paid monthly, thank goodness, so he did have some cash that was burning a hole in his pocket. However, he was not quite sure of how to spend it. Never having been a big spender Dix always found himself in awkward situations when approaching a market store owner. He heard that your could barter, but he had never done that so himself. Usually it was Luc who did all the arguing, and Dix would just stand there looking rather intimidating with all of his muscle flexed. Perhaps he would buy his friend a present. Yes, that sounded reasonable enough. But now the question was, what would Luc want. He was a fellow who seemed happy with what he had, yet he always craved more knowledge. A book might be a good choice. One on philosophy! This was how Dix found his way into a side-shop that was owned by a very plump and short man. The doorbell rang when he entered the shop, but he did not turn away from his dusting. With a sigh, Dix made his way around the store looking for the right section. It was only when his dog Caesar made a whining noise that the shop owner turned around and gave the man a harsh look with his beady eyes.

"You! I don't want your dog getting me books all muddy," The man growled.

Already Dix was not overly fond of this store, but he knew he had to buy the present. So, he offered a polite smile and replied, "Sir, I am looking for a book on philosophy."

The short man raised a bushy eyebrow, "Philosophy, eh? You don't strike me as the type." But after a moment he shrugged his shoulders and waved a hand dismissively, waddling off towards the back of the store. His walk reminded Dix of a duck, and reluctantly the man followed him to the back of the store. The owner peered up at him, wrinkling his nose as he examined Dix. "Pick your book kid."

Feeling overly pressured to pick a book, Dix grabbed one that was thick and had a cool title. It looked reasonably priced enough and it was a hefty book enough that it was bound to have some substantial information that Luc could benefit from reading it in some way. He weighed the book in his hand, looked down at the man for a moment and then strolled back towards the store. "How much is this book?" He asked as he slammed it down onto the counter, watching the man walk up to him and go behind the desk but not before giving the dog an evil look. Must not be a dog person. Dix shrugged, and watched as the man rang up the book and told him the price.

Dix quickly laid the coins down onto the counter, grabbed the book, called to his dog, and left the bookstore. No, he definitely did not like shopping. The man shuttered at the thought of possibly shopping again. He figured he could always have a fellow teacher do all the buying for him; it was already bad enough buying food. Speaking of which, Dix had left quite early from that meeting, and had hardly ate the food on his plate; which meant that this man was hungry. He swept his teal blue eyes around the street place, watching as more people began to flood into the market place. He whistled to Caesar to keep his dog close by, mentally preparing himself to enter the first restaurant that he laid eyes on. And that, just happened to be a rectangular building called Jim's Beans. Shrugging, the gym teacher entered the building and removed his sunglasses. It was definitely owned locally based on the way everything was arranged and built; the owner must have some sort of plant alice, but seeing as Dix had never been inside before he couldn't be quite sure.

Dix sat down at the metal, outdoor style bar after examining all the decorations. Caesar trotted alongside his master, and plopped his rear end onto the grass floor wagging his tail as he looked up at the brunette. He let out a sharp bark and the man offered a smile, reaching a tan hand down to pat the dog's head. Then when one of the waiter's came the man ordered a cold glass of ice water and a caesar salad paired with a bowl of watermelon. Those plant alice people sure came in handy for when he wanted something that was not normally in season.

With all that said and done, Dix leaned back in his stool and brushed off his tailored black coat, glancing at Caesar, "Why do you have to constantly shed?" He asked, attempting to pry the fur off of his long scarf and dark colored work-out pants. The man shook his head when his dog only banged his tail onto the ground a couple times, and gave up. It was worth a try. Sunlight caught his gaze, and he turned his head up to the sky and noticed the glass-roof. Funny, I didn't notice that from the outside. It's a nice touch. And before he knew it the waiter was back with his simple meal. Dix thanked the kind man and picked up the fork in his left hand, beginning to eat the delicious looking salad.

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