PALMER, michael jayden

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michael jayden palmer.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. michael jayden palmer
stage name. mike palmer
nicknames. mike, m-palm, palmer
age & dob. thirty four & January 5th, 1967
gender. male
sexual orientation. straight
career. management; talent agent / manager
hometown. Miami, florida


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. 5’11”
eyes. brown
hair. light brown
build. fair muscles, not too bulky. Decent and strong abs & a six-pack.
distinguishing features. dimples, that make his smile more distinguishing and standing out. He also has Greek letters meaning “Faith” across his left wrist. rarely any facial hair.
play-by. ryan reynolds


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves. staying tidy, taking risks, spreading joy, eating, working out, singing, reading, spending his money, traveling, fixing cars, blonde girls, being old-fashioned, brunette girls, all girls, spreading his wealth, beer, watching sports, friendly actors, watching movies, Broadway musicals, nina clarke,
hates dislikes. the word “hate”, stuck-up actresses, drugs, mathematics, untidy places, disorder, discriminators, feeling weak, jack bailey, today’s technology enhancements, having his personal space being invaded, history class
quirks.butting into people’s business, loses it when he finds someone doesn’t like him, laughs when he’s nervous or embarrassed, phobia of being tipped over in a port o' potty, is pretty sure the 6th amendment is useless, blue eyes & blonde hair remind him of hitler,
aspirations. just do the best he can in life, love a woman who actually loves him back, eventually wants the typical lifestyle: lovely wife, big house with white picket fence, 2 or 3 kids, a family dog.
secrets. he thinks all Muslims are terrorists, slept with his math teacher back in high school, has troubles saying not to people
personality evaluated. from the beginning, mike had always been a really generous guy. Most of what he did, he always thought of other people before he thought about himself. Helping people out had always come to him by instinct and giving advice to people had always been one of his favorite things to do. Being the kind of guy to help out people a lot, Mike sometimes has the tendency to butt into people’s businesses. Putting his nose into other people’s matters is something he sometimes can’t seem to have a control over. Regardless, he makes sure no one is annoyed by him, though. One of his pet peeves are when people don’t like him; it drives him insane and he ends up going out of his way to make sure that person doesn’t get the wrong idea about him.

Being the kind of guy who has a lot of friends, Mike knows how to entertain. He’s a fun guy and knows how to throw a big party. He likes partying. Taking risks used to be one of his huge interests. When he was in his teen & college years, he used to love being the daredevil. The ladies loved it. Though he has grown out of it, that daring part of him is still there somewhere. Ladies is another story. Being a guy, he likes girls. Shocking, isn’t it? No, he’s not one of those horny assholes of womanizer who always look for one thing and one thing only from girls. He never had been that kind of guy. He’s actually really sweet. Well, maybe not sweet, but he knows how to talk to a girl without making it seem like he wants in her pants. Sometimes he does and can’t help but make it obvious, but it’s never been an issue for him. He just is like any average guy when it comes to girls. He enjoys making them laugh. Even though he’s not all too funny sometimes.

Mike is a neat guy. He likes to keep his place orderly and clean. He can’t stand it when there is no organization. Even if it it’s in his bathroom drawers. It just bugs him sometimes. His sister says it’s OCD, but he knows he’s not that bad, even though he’s sometimes making sure even his bed comforters are orderly. It even annoys him, but that’s how he’s comfortable. It’s sometimes a turn-off for ladies; he’s still working on that. He’s also big on maintaining his health. Though he loves eating junk food, he can be cautious about how much he eats. Makes sure he’s working out every day, jogging every morning, that kinda thing.

Mike’s a positive guy. He likes to think of the glass as half full when it’s half empty. Likes to think things will always work out in the end for everyone. Thinks everyone should just get along. He’s also really independent. Though he likes people depending on him, he doesn’t depend on any of them in return. Whatever problem he might have, whether it’s internal or external, he wants to usually take care of it himself. He doesn’t have a problem externally most of the time, though. Even annoying people, he’s okay with. He’s a really patient guy, it’s kinda creepy. Rarely violent, but if you were to really piss him off, which is very hard, he tends to have a mean punch. He’s a strong guy, considering he’s always working out.

/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. matthew jules palmer , 61 , retired lawyer
mother. hannah marie palmer , 55 , always been a housewife
siblings. diana riley palmer , 37 , lawyer
alexander bill palmer , 29 , drug dealer
blair kimberly palmer , 27 , film actress
pets. Abigail , Golden Retriever
other family. none.
history evaluated. The first one born to Hannah and Matt was Diana. She didn’t disappoint them and grew up to be a lawyer. She’d always been a sweetheart as a kid just like her little brother, Mike. They went after their mother because she was home all the time so much and Matt never was around, always busy with work and his clients that he rarely had time to spend at home. While Mike, Diana and Hannah took it well growing up without Matt around too much, the next son Alexander wasn’t too fond with it. He’d always been the slacker and the kind to grab attention just to have his father pay attention a little more. By the time Blair was born, the Palmer family had fallen apart.

It was still surprising to see how on Earth hannah and Matt even managed to have four kids in ten years when Matt wasn’t even around that much to have kids. Hannah usually didn’t have a choice than to stay at home and look after the babies, one by one while her husband brought home the bacon, so to speak. Being from somewhat of a traditional Irish family, Hannah knew that it wasn’t right to get a divorce, even though all Matt ever did with Hannah was fight, who always confronted him about not being around his family too much. Somewhere along the road, Mike took the role of being the man of the house by the age of 18. By then, he was able to pick up girls, make decent grades and still have time to look after his little sister and try the best he could to steer his little brother towards the right path, but it never worked out for him. He ended up dropping out of school and pretty much making do by himself, without his family. Mike hasn't seen or heard from him ever since.

In High School, he’d been really musical. It was freshman year when his friends suggested he audition for the school play. He managed to get the lead role in the play. The following years, that’s what he loved doing. Aside from being the football star, he danced, sang and acted in plays in his school. Somewhere along his teenage years, he lost his virginity to his math teacher in high school. He was at the club with a couple guys drinking and having a good time when he saw her completely trashed, hating life for some reason. He managed to help her to her feet and drive her home, only to end up waking up clothless on her bed the next morning.

To this day, he regrets the whole thing and never told his friends what happened. Not because it was a teacher, but the fact that he could’ve saved up for someone special; he was pretty drunk himself. He knows it might bug him forever once he finds someone. He never did have sex again after that. After graduating high school, Mike got a full ride to play for the Florida State Seminoles after proving he was good enough to play. He studied theatre while he was in college, but never took an interest in being in any of the plays, even after his friends encouraged him to audition. Even to go sing on American Idol. It was a ridiculous option, he was never that good.

Towards the end of his college years, he came across a scout for the Miami Dolphins, who wanted him to play for their team. It was then he thought his calling really was football, not theater. After three years of playing for the Dolphins, he realized they sucked. A lot. Getting a team together and working with them was one thing, but winning a game seemed to be impossible for them. So he left them. With the money he made throughout those years, he managed to get himself a nice place, still remembered and loved by some Dolphin fans. Even old college fans who remembered him a great football player back in college. He occasionally goes back to Florida to visit with his sisters and mother who are still there. Matt's been around a lot too ever since he retired too.

Wasn’t long before he had an encounter with Lucia Ferrera, the young and smokin' hott supermodel. They met very casually off in a bar and got to talk about…well, her. That was another thing about him, he never likes talking about himself if he doesn’t know a lot about who he’s talking to. He came to know a lot and before he knew it, he was In the process of making himself her manager. It turned out perfectly fine over time until she decided to act as well and no longer needed him. Even though he felt like he needed her, he didn’t take it too hard and managed to get himself acquainted with more and more celebrities until he managed to find the right one. He still jumps from one actor to another. Usually depends on who needs him and who doesn’t. It never had been about being a star. Being the selfless one he was, he wanted to find work for the talented. Not himself.


/ christmas came early for me

alias. jon!?
years of rp experience. a short while two years :[
other characters. no others... for now
how did you find us. my brother found this site although he's yet to join
extras. this is an adopted application originally written by sid, got permission to re-post
roleplay sample.

The women continued starring at him, making him feel quite awkward. However, his facial expression showed no indication of his discomfort. Even if he tried to force a smile it would not appear with his scaly features and so his normal serious demeanor appeared to her. Her reply was short and to the point. The word made Rahdhaff realize that he was wearing dirty and filthy slave clothing. The Salaa aspired to become a warrior one day, a hero to all and maybe a legend for his race but he would never reach such great status with this appearance. He definitely needed to acquire some new clothes, some armor when he had enough money, right now he was short on cash and thus had to wait to acquire the new armors. For once in a long while it seemed like she was distracted by something else or was no longer focused on the large figure before her. He was glad although it did not show, to know she had something else in her mind other than Rahdhaff but that did not laugh.

What a lonely life. He could not help but thinking this after she explained how unpopular she was, he did not have many friends either but he still had someone to talk to other than an animal. Despite being a slave his master still treated him as a friend and confided into him while he could do the same to J’raad. But could she really confide into this dog? His eyes shifted from the Lycan to the dog. Life alone with an animal… he could never survive with that lifestyle. Once he thought about it, he realized that he was going out on this adventure alone, even worse than this women who at least had an animal to accompany him. Once more doubts on this adventure plagued his head before he looked back at the Lycanthrope and spoke. “Why are you so strongly against slavery? You are free are you not? Or had the pain of slavery touched you in the past.”

He spotted a change in her facial expression, no longer void of emotion but the change was barely visible besides her widened eyes of course. For a moment, he believed she was going to turn him in but recalling the past exchange the idea left his head just as soon as it had entered it. Her voice entered his ear like a whisper as she repeated his goal. The following words told him that she was not going to let this poor Salaa get caught while escaping. Her eyes once more left his figure, turning to see past the large figure for the road ahead. It seemed they had come up with the same idea, they were more alike than he had believed. He slightly tilted his head forward, nodding and agreeing with her strategy. A small motion told him to begin moving again as he tailed the Lycantrhope at the same pace that she walked. He ignored the noise the metal she carried around with her made, simply glad to be closer and closer to his goal. He whispered, high enough so that she could hear, two simple words “Thank you.” Words of gratitude for her aid.

[anna]