HUGHES, christopher peter

[misfit]

christopher peter hughes.

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/ i want to voice this out loud

full name. christopher peter hughes
stage name. chris hughes
nicknames. chris, hughes
age & dob. thirty five & april twenty seventh
gender. male
sexual orientation. heterosexual
career. tv/film actor
hometown. born in chicago; raised in seattle


/ it's therapeutic somehow

height. six foot three
eyes. stark blue
hair. short & brown
build. muscular but not overdone
distinguishing features. dimples
play-by. paul walker


/ so i'm moving to new york

loves.
his son
sunsets
books
movies
music
acting
doritos
motor sports
kids
bicycling
boating
hates.
authority
posers
abusers
cheaters
stacia
heartbreak
quirks.
runs his hand over his head when nervous or anxious
loves to make eye contact
laughs off his worries
aspirations.
help aspiring actors achieve what he has achieved
find someone to love him
help alfie achieve his own goals when he gets older
secrets.
has a son named alfie christopher hughes, who is seven
wants to star in a comedy
personality evaluated.
he's a laid-back and well balanced guy. he's a bit of a joker, very easy going and light hearted. he's also a bit of a softie, having a child has made him an emotional guy but he's always had a heart of gold and is compassionate and caring. chris is hard-working and dedicated: he doesn't half-ass shit. and he doesn't break promises. he's not naive but he tries to see the best in people and he will give most people a second chance. chris is protective but he's not a fighter, he doesn't think violence solves anything. he's a talkative and friendly guy, he's really good with kids and he likes to get to know people. he likes to travel and enjoys cycling and boating.

he's also a fan of motor sports (like rally racing, drag racing, motogp and formula 1 etc) and has been known to race himself, with his buddies. he drinks in moderation because he likes to keep a clear and responsible head on but he doesn't mind if you like a drink. he may seem to be as mature as his age but he enjoys a good laugh. he really loves comedy films and is known to be a really funny guy, but has yet to star in a comedy (it's kind of a secret dream of his ever since hosting SNL back in 2008). he loves action movies because he's been in quite a few action flicks himself. and he's a fan of bruce willis movies and the indiana jones films...just so you know. ;D

credit to chelsea bray.


/ i've got issues with my sleep

father. patrick peter hughes , fifty nine, building site managar.
(step) mother. anna leigh hughes , fifty five, seamstress.
siblings.
half-brother: jackson tate hughes , twenty three, college student.
half-sister: jamie hannah hughes , twenty three, married
pets. none.
other family. ex wife: stacia lynn ellis. son: alfie christopher hughes, aged seven
history evaluated.
christopher experienced a quiet and comfortable upbringing. he was born in chicago but moved to seattle with his father (a building site manager) and his step-mother (a seamstress) at the age of five. he has two younger half-siblings, neither of whom are in showbiz. he never intended to be an actor, up until high school he wanted to be a doctor. he attended a summer camp with his best friends as a freshman because he didn't want to go on a family vacation which would result in missing the first two weeks of school. it was there that he found a love of acting after taking part in a play. he joined his high school's drama group and became actively involved in the drama department as well as sports - which was something that made him an all-around popular kid. he was friends with jocks and friends with the outcasts too. this made him a very open-minded and laidback, easygoing kind of guy who is very expecting of all people.

he graduated high school as an average student and took up a place in a performing arts college in san francisco but dropped out after a year. while attending as many auditions as he could he also did modelling to make extra money (and to get free headshots for his resume). he landed bit-parts and minor roles before getting a reoccurring role in a television show that projected him into fame as a 90's heartthrob. over the next ten years he built up an impressive resume in the television and movie industry before moving to england with his new wife (a british actress) in 2001 and took a break from acting to focus on family life and attempted to write a book, which eventually transformed into a screenplay. his son alfie (named after his mother's favourite film starring michael caine not jude law) was born in 2003 during the time his father began starting the works on turning that screenplay of his into a movie. in 2004 the family moved back to america and the final plans were being put into the movie he had written (which he would also star in) which would be directed by his brother-in-law.

his wife had an affair with her co-star in the late 2004 and the couple were separated throughout most of the year, tried to save their marriage but failed and filed for divorce which happened in late 2005. christopher took full custody of alfie simply because of his wife's inability to bond with the boy since his birth (she suffered from post-natal depression and became distant from chris, hence the affair, a need for something new). his film won a lot of praise from critics and was nominated for several oscars in 2008 (it lost out on the best film and best actor award but picked up two others) and from then on, chris picked up his acting career. he is currently writing a sequel to his 2008 hit while working on other projects. he's involved in charity and is the co-founder of a summer camp program for aspiring actors, he funds a scholarship to a new york film school every year and participates in numerous publicity and fundraising events for charity.

/ christmas came early for me

alias. misfit
years of rp experience. three
other characters. none
how did you find us. stumbled upon your ad
roleplay sample.

Tiger Tiger. burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye. Could frame thy fearful symmetry? Man, every time Trace came to this club, he couldn't help but think of the poem, The Tiger by William Blake. Heading inside, he adjusted his jacket across his shoulders and looked around. He felt the thrum of the music throughout his veins and his very being. The lights flashed around his head and, as always, he felt right at home. This was a place where Trace loved to be but he wasn't sure why. He had never understood his attraction to this particular club. Of course, he had scouted out the other clubs, when you were as old as he was, you had to have a break in routine. But, for some reason, he kept coming back here. His boots kept leaving skids on these particular tiles and he wondered why exactly.

Shaking his head, he shrugged off the why and ran his fingers through his hair, his eyes jumping about the room, scouting out any trouble that he could run into. When he satisfied that the coast was clear, his gaze landed on a table in the far corner of the room and he smirked. His usual spot was clear and that was where his ass was going to be planted for the next couple hours. Just because he could. He was the leader of the peacekeepers and, well, because they were a peaceful species, there wasn't much to fix. Unless, of course, another group messed with them. That was what irked Trace the most, when he had to clean up someone else's mess. Growling under his breath, he strode over to the booth, his stride eating up the floor in a matter of seconds and before he knew it, his jean-clad ass was sliding across the leather of the seat, his back against the wall, his gaze aimed at the door and the rest of the floor.

Nodding at a waitress, she winked and headed towards the bar, grabbing him a Jack to start out with. Trace knew he would go stronger, eventually, but, even though alcohol really didn't affect him, he was still partial to 'ol Jack Daniels. Settling back in the chair, his gaze focused on a small female ahead of him, his gaze deturing only when the waitress brought him his drink. With a flicker of interest, he smiled at her and then returned his gaze to the female he had just laid eyes on. Interesting...Tiger Tiger. burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye. Could frame thy fearful symmetry? That poem explained so many things in this life, it was the personification of the balance between good and evil. Mortal and...immortal. Ironic, no?

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