Post by playful on Feb 23, 2010 23:49:08 GMT -5
THOMAS JOHNATHAN HUGHES
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&&--You, who shall pull the strings
[/size][/center]Name: Calling
Age: Dr.
Roleplaying Experience: Love
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[/size][/center]Name: Thomas Johnathan Hughes
Gender: Male
Age: Seventeen
Hair Color: Midnight Blue
Eye Color: Navy Blue
Skin Tone: British
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 110 lbs.
Wealth: Rich
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Why they are in La Campana: Thomas was sent here after his parents became aware of Thomas' want to study abroad. Thomas didn't care that it was a reformation school, and his parents whisked him away upon request.[/size]
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&&--What makes the clock tick
[/size][/center]Likes: 1. Cats/Kittens
2. Flirting.
3. Guys.
4. Gals.
5. Theater/Acting.
6. Books.
7. Sex/Sexual Activity.
8. Candy.
Dislikes: 1. Health-foods.
2. Obnoxious people.
3. Assholes.
4. Authority.
5. Romance/Sweet talk.
6. Really long hair.
7. Mathematics.
8. Rap music.
Turn Ons: 1. His ears are his weak spot.
2. Touching/rubbing the thighs.
3. Petting him.
4. Cute or Hot people.
Turn Offs: 1. Having to wear a condom.
2. Yanking/pulling his hair.
3. Too rough.
4. S&M.
Nervous Habits: 1. Snapping his fingers.
2. Singing out loud.
Fears: 1. Dogs.
2. Death.
3. Drowning.
Goals/Aspirations: 1. To assist The Lost as much as he can.
2. To be accepted fully as a Lost MC member.
3. To lose his virginity, finally.
Appearance: Thomas has gone through three appearance changes throughout his entire life, so I guess I better start with the basic. As a child, after diapers, he wore black t-shirts and mainly jeans, due to his preference for this kind of clothing. Once he moved into his teen years and now, however, his clothing and attire has changed. He decided that he would style his hair a little longer and dye it blue. As well, his pants and shirt were changed to the typical Japanese uniform. He didn't really know why after a while, until he decided that all black looked cool. He's not goth or anything, he just thought it looked nice. Underneath his uniform jacket, he wears a 'Hello Kitty' white T-shirt, which may be mocked by some but Thomas just shrugs it off, saying he has always loved cats and kittens. His shoes are black boots to accent his form, and he has been known to wear black gloves with the fingers open from time to time. His outfit has also been known to change to various other clothing, for he owns other leather jackets and jeans in-case he feels being a little more casual and not within school of course.
Personality: Akin to his love of kittens and cats, as well as due to his father's attitude, Thomas lives a free life. Authority, especially cops, have always been on the bad side of Thomas and from time to time he has shown this rebellious side with middle fingers and stuck-out tongues. Thomas loves being the 'free' person that he is, and if anyone ever tries to stop this freedom or put a limit on it it will show easily getting upon Thomas' nerves. Throwing a middle finger to society and to the law has always been a personal hobby of Thomas, but getting past this side you will notice his true personality. Thomas smirks often and is a very playful creature, viewing sex as nothing more than a pleasurably fun activity. This doesn't mean he would rape someone, but you may have to shout 'stop' in his ear five times before he actually stops. When it comes to sexuality, Thomas hates to be judged for being bisexual, but has lied to his father and his biker gang, The Lost, many times over mainly due to the fact that if they found out he was bisexual they wouldn't allow him into the gang, let alone allow him to keep helping them as he has been. Thomas doesn't know life behind bars, but continues to take that risk everyday showing a very dangerous side to him. He also owns a Glock, but has yet to ever find the moment to use it. After all, you need cover when you're doing illegal activity yes?[/font]
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&&--A glimpse of the past
[/size][/center]Father: Johnathan 'Johnny' Hughes, Forty Six
Mother: Ashley 'Ash' Hughes, Forty Nine
Sibling/s: N/A
Other important relatives: N/A
Pets: N/A
History: Throughout his entire life, Thomas was sick and tired of the way he was treated. Just because his father was the Vice President of the local MC, The Lost, people always criticized Thomas that he was going to be a bad person growing up. His father taught him well though, telling him to put a middle finger to society and live his life the way he wanted to. His father never figured out about Thomas' bisexual ways, though most of the time he flirted with girls so assumptions came quick. Thomas' teen life was normal, until he started getting involved with The Lost's activities. Thomas' brain surely developed along the streets as he mourned the loss of his best friend and an Uncle to him, Jesse. He was a member of The Lost MC, and on his grave Thomas made sure to customize it by putting 'Gone but not forgotten' on the headstone. Revenge was a bitch, and Thomas was taught how to wield a gun at a young age. He still holds the Glock he was given by his father, yet the rounds/magazines he has now are new. His education seemed to advance itself even faster than he had originally prospected, and once the leader of the gang was incarcerated for being caught, Thomas was promised a spot within the gang. Thomas would not be allowed to be in the gang until he turned eighteen however. Stretching The Lost's activities out into Spain, Thomas came across La Campana. With hands pressed together in an ask for his father to help him get into the school, he agreed under one condition. That he would continue to work for The Lost within their prostitution, drug dealing and weapons dealing workings. Thomas easily accepted as he geared up and would move all his stuff to Spain. Thomas heard of his parents' divorce all too quickly, but didn't care considering as his father had told him, his mother had been a meth abusing whore who slept with the leader of The Lost MC before his father had stepped in. Currently, Thomas goes to La Campana now, and despite his lurking along the school, he has yet to make any solid friends.
Roleplaying Sample: Birds weren't singing, the sun wasn't shining, and the dead grass crunched under the tires of the male. Sitting atop what appeared to be your standard issue customized Harley, wearing a jacket that had 'The Lost MC' strewn along the back and opened, revealing a completely black T-shirt underneath, Thomas kicked the kickstand up and left the engine running as he stood up from the bike. Lifting up a package from one of the inside jacket pockets, a sigh slipped out from the male. Why was he doing all of this again? For his father, he had to remind himself time and time again. It wasn't that he hated the business, it just wasn't the kind of business a kid his age should have been involved in. Care was far from this fact however, as he made sure the Glock he kept on himself was loaded and ready in-case these bastards decided to not follow up. Walking up to the meeting place alone, three men of Japanese descent seemed to walk up. One had an assault rifle, and the other had a sawed off shotgun. The middle guy didn't have anything, as instead of his usual smile Thomas had a stoic look on his face. "You got the stuff?" the middle Japanese male asked, as Thomas sneered a little bit. "Do I look like a fucking liar? Of course I do." mumbled out Thomas, as he handed the box outward. The man tossed what appeared to be a clip of bills, Thomas swiping it from the air and catching it. Then, without warning, his Glock was removed and three bullets fired. All three of the men dropped to the ground, dead, as Thomas' eyes closed halfway. Taking care of the bodies by throwing them into the nearby ocean, the rifle and shotgun also followed the corpses. Lifting the box of what appeared to be sealed heroin inside, Thomas pushed the package under his jacket and slipped it into it's pocket, coughing a bit. Holstering the glock into his pocket, he walked back to the bike as his cell phone began to ring. Lifting it up, he pushed a button as his father was on the line. "Did you get the money, kid?" asked the gruff man on the other line, as Thomas leaned back with a laugh. "What do you think, Johnny? I got the money and the drugs." laughed out Thomas, as the other man didn't seem pleased. "Damn it kid, we didn't want them dead. Are you trying to start a gang war? Well, whatever, you got them both so I'm proud. Just follow orders next time..." sighed out the gruff man, as Thomas sneered answering with a 'yes sir' before hanging up. Placing the phone away and kicking the kickstand up, Thomas curled his fingers along the throttle and curled his hand back, causing the engine to kick up and the motorcycle to move. The object raced down the street, back to La Campana during the dead of night as Thomas shook his head. Just another day in the life...