NEWTON, richard eric

[ericka]

richard eric newton.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. richard eric newton.
stage name. dickie newton.
nicknames. dickie.
age & dob. twenty nine, fourth january.
gender. male.
sexual orientation. heterosexual.
career. director.
hometown. los angeles.


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. six foot.
eyes. grey.
hair. medium brown.
build. slender.
distinguishing features. gallowed cheeks, high cheek bones, pale eyebrows.
play-by. matt smith.


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. telling people what to do, arguments, life, athletics, alcohol, attention, being right, winning, expensive clothes, going against the grain, people brave enough to give their own opinions, getting a good directing job, name-dropping, creative ideas, seeing his own films, getting ideas from other peoples films,
hates. people thinking he doesnt know anything about the business, giving autographs, lazy people, bad casting, being brain dead, stupid people, the gym, coffee, starbucks, getting the 'cold shoulder', being angry, people not doing as they have been told, children with bad behaviour, when someone doesn't know when to shut up.
quirks. massages his temples when directing, thinking or when he's under stress, uses stairs rather than esculators because he hates having to wait for other people to get in and out, never gives away what he's thinking by using a poker face all the time.
aspirations. have a very uncelebrity-like successful marriage, be known for a film he has directed rather than his name, direct a movie with a-listers.
secrets. he has a gambling addiction and has real trouble controlling it, however, his poker face does come in handy, never intended on becoming a director, he really wanted to be a film actor.
personality evaluated. dickie has and always will be a gentleman. he'll open a door for a lady and wont take her feelings for advantage. he's not one to just take whats his and leave. dickie will always use his pleases and thankyous with whatever life throws at him due to his loving upbringing. when he has to, he'll quite happily sit and listen to someone who needs a friendly shoulder to cry on. he's very understanding and sympathetic, even if he doesn't show it all on that harsh poker face of his. although he'll listen to others and advise them aswell as he can, he hates having to open up to other people in case they find out about his gambling addiction. in fact, he's just scared of getting close to people in case he has to leave them for whatever reason. because he is such a gentleman, his heart is easily hurt.

dickie's a very serious twenty-nine year old. at twenty-nine people are trying to have as much fun as possible and holding on without hope to their twenties. but dickie's always been ready to grow up sooner than he does. he's realistic but a dreamer inside. he knows that he wants to make his parents proud and have a family and be generally sucessful but he tries his best not to show any of it. it makes him really quite mysterious when you meet him and something about him makes you want to get to know him more even though he doesn't tell you anything. he's not very easily led either. if he knows where he wants to go, he wont be sidetracked into going somewhere else first. he knows what he wants and needs and he always does his best to do it and get it. on the other hand though, dickie has the traits of a director. he's always been a born leader. he knows how to boss people around without them getting pissed off at him. another trait being attention seeking. well, you have to attention seek a little to get noticed right? but he does it in a way where you wouldnt know. then there's his mind. who knows what goes on up there, but what comes out is different and extremely creative.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. edward richard newton , sixty two , retired corporate lawyer.
mother. lucy elizabeth newton , sixty four , retired nurse.
siblings. not applicable.
pets. not applicable.
other family. not applicable.
history evaluated.

/ christmas came early for me

alias. eryn c:
years of rp experience. two years!
other characters. none :c
how did you find us. tkdsac.
roleplay sample.

hide and seek. god, annie was such a child. sure, she was incredibly stupid but she actually had a lot of common sense. she told herself constantly "stop being such a bloody child!" but she never seemed to take heed of her own conscience. annie just felt like she was on this planet to act like a two year old and always get away with it. luckily, there were a few other people at hogwarts that felt the same way. one of those people was elijah. but also, on the other hand, there were people around that found her truely annoying. which really, wasnt all that difficult to understand. after all, annie knew she was a bit of a dumbass at times, well, all the time. but she really couldnt help what her iq was. but one thing that the hufflepuff excelled in was hiding herself. thats why she loved her games of hide and seek around the castle with elijah. hiding obviously wasn't going to be much use when she got out into the 'real world' as her dad constantly reminded her. just like he reminded her that she needed decent grades from her newts to get on in this 'real world'. but when your a normal seventeen year old girl, who cares whats going on on the other side of the country? not that annie would know if something was going on anyway. she'd be too happy and too busy playing hide and seek to care.

today wasnt any different. a huge smile was plastered onto her rosebudded lips as she skipped down every corridor in the castle, except the ones that were closed, which was very frequent with all the pranksters around hogwarts. but annie had a strategy. yes, annie was using her brain power. but instead of using it in class where she really needed it, she used it in a immature game of hide and seek. intelligent huh? annie started at the very top of the castle, the seventh floor and worked her way downwards through the levels checking every broom cupboard as she went. it was usually a shortish job but today, she found herself in the cellar. she'd never had to go so far before. maybe elijah had worked out what she did to find him. so it was decided what she was going to do in bed tonight, work out another way of finding him. she just couldnt be rumbled.

annie never usually found herself in the cellar, yet here she was and she wandered along the underground corridor checking one, two, three different broom cupboards and behind at least five statues. she stopped and crossed her arms for a moment. god, he was getting good at this game. tapping her foot impatiently she watched a girl at the other end of the corridor look to her right and start laughing before abruptly looking forward and carrying on in her path. annie grinned mischievously and power walked forward to the broom cupboard as quietly as possible.

she found herself at the door quite quickly and reached out for the handle to pull it open, however the door opened slowly towards her. she took a sharp intake of breath and hide behind the door she knew elijah was on the other side of. "oh bollocks." she heard the mutter and burst into fits of giggles, trying to contain herself.

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