Post by peter pascoe on Jun 22, 2008 7:38:33 GMT -5
st.andrew's academy for the arts.
this script took seventeen years to create with
four or five headaches but it was all worth it as
the collaboration with none yet made this fab![/size]
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character info
full name • peter eric pascoe
canon or original? • original
nick names • pete, petey
age • sixteen
grade • sophomore
clique • part of the crowd
hometown • Boston, Massachusetts
sexuality • heterosexual
major • art, photography
looks
height • five foot, eleven inches
hair • dark brown, curly
eyes • light brown and green
distinguishing features • a scar on his left big toe from where he dropped a camera on himself, and one on his stomach, from the operation performed at the hospital when he was younger, various other marks from his father's beatings
play by • adam brody
overall • Peter has never been one to look like a jock. Sure, he’s got a slightly tall build that might allude to some basketball background or whatever, but truth be told, he’s just alright at sports. Peter has a thin build which is not to say he’s weak. He works out at least once every week and gets plenty of exercise out on the job. It’s just that his frame is a little thinner and together, giving him the appearance of being a little…well underdeveloped. When he was younger however, he used to hate how tall and gangly he was compared to the other kids. He’s grown into it now and it suits him and his life style, so he has come to accept it.
The features of his face are not very striking. That’s not to say that he’s not good looking because, oh, he is. He just has a softer look to him face that doesn’t make you do an instant double take. It does make him stick in your mind for the rest of the day though. His eyes are an odd color, transitioning daily from green to brown. Most of the time, they’re a light brown which just borders on green, but from time to time they change into a brilliant green color. It usually all depends on what he’s wearing. His eyes tell a lot about him and always tell you what he’s feeling. He’ll try to mask it, but that never works out so well for Peter. Most of the time they’re light bright and flirting, but when you really get to know him you’ll see the hurt and pain that’s covered up by all the jokes.
At one point, Peter actually cared about his hair. No joke, he would actually take the time to style it and whatever. But as time wore on and his pictures became better known and he got more notoriety, he started having less time. So for now his hair is a mess of dark brown curls. He washes and brushes it, but that’s about the extent of his hair care routine right now. When he has important events to go to, he’ll take the time to make it slightly straighter and not so crazy, but for day to day it’s let free. It all sort of adds to his attractive artist feel, which he seems to be pulling off rather well.
personality
likes •
- 1. His camera
- 2. Photography
- 3. Girls
- 4. Anything with alcohol
- 5. Good parties
- 6. Being alone
- 7. His foster family (somewhat foster)
- 8. Nature, aka anything outdoors
- 9. Humor
- 10. Independence
dislikes •
- 1. His father
- 2. Any of his family t all, for that matter
- 3. Being in small groups of people
- 4. Being disregarded
- 5. Ignorance
- 6. Abuse
- 7. Being bothered
- 8. Being the center of attention
- 9. Bitches and jerks
- 10. Being told he’s wrong
habits/quirks • he has to keep his clothing drawers neatly arranged by size, type and color. otherwise he's fairly normal...
fears • going back to his family, his father
dreams • become a famous photographer, never see his parents again
secrets • no one here knows what happened to him as a child, or who his parents are, or aren't
overall • Peter doesn’t ever know quite to do and often puts on a front and pretends like he does. He can act like a jerk sometimes, but that’s only when he doesn’t know what to do. He hasn’t always had the best examples for how to act and is sort of figuring things out as he goes along. He’s not naturally an obnoxious or rude person however, when pushed he’ll fight back with everything he’s got. He knows how to make words hurt and cut deeper than any blade and isn’t worried about hurting feelings if you cross him.
When you really get to know him and understand him, he really is a sweet guy. He’ll go out of his way to do you a favor or run into you if he hasn’t seen you in a while. He has a quick wit and a natural ability to charm anyone into liking him. Sometimes his charm can become a little manipulative and he knows it. Peter tries hard to make sure it doesn’t get that way but now and then it’s hard to avoid or resist doing. He can instantly change from being rude and cynical to quiet and understanding when he knows you’ve had a bad day. He’s a considerate guy, almost to a fault, and only acts like a jerk when he knows he can get away with it.
Usually he’s more the quiet and reserved type. The only time Peter is really outgoing is when he’s either thrust into a large group of people and forced to make friends or when he is with a large group of friends. Otherwise he would much rather sit alone at the local coffee shop with a latte and novel than go out and party. That’s not to say he doesn’t, it just takes a little prodding to get him to go out. He tends to try and hide himself in big groups of people in public, like on the sidewalk or whatever. He just doesn’t really like being seen or noticed. That is until he gets behind the camera. That’s the only other time you’ll see him somewhat outgoing or excited. He transforms into the guy he would have been, knowing exactly what he wants and how to get it. From time to time he’ll act this way with girls, but again, he tries to shield and hide the manipulative part of his personality.
family history
[/size]mother • Amanda Pascoe (Rivers) – (39) Born to a wealthy political family. Fell for Joe’s mature age and charm. Got pregnant at age 16 and was forced to become a hooker at age 19. Left Joe and her baby, Peter to live with her parents again at age 22. Hasn’t seen Peter since then. Joe on the other hand, has begged for money several times. Works as a receptionist.
father • Joe Pascoe – (47) Has had no real job ever. Was a builder at once, and used to do odd jobs for people from to time. A cruel and heartless man who thinks of no one but himself. He has angry tendencies and is never understanding. Joe has an addiction to nearly every drug, his choice being crystal meth. Stay away if you can.
siblings • none
pets • a cat named arnold
other family • none that are important!
overall • Peter Eric Pascoe was born to Joe Pascoe and his soon to be wife Amanda Rivers. Peter was a result of too much to drink at a party and his dad’s inability to use protection. For whatever mistaken reason, Peter was born. To begin with, neither of his parents really wanted him there. His father just plain despised him, while his mother loved him and was just more inconvenienced by him. Amanda had gotten pregnant at age 16 and was forced to drop out of school after Peter was born. Peter was in fact the only reason that his parents did marry. Amanda was from a fairly wealthy family and it was bad enough that she had gotten pregnant so early and so the two were forced to marry.
The couple never got along and was always arguing. They ran out of all the money that Amanda’s parents had given them in two years. This is when they fell on hard times, both of them kicked out of the house they had bought because they couldn’t keep up the payments. Somehow Joe came through and got them a dingy apartment in the bad part of D.C. But it was home at least. For now. This was the only good thing Joe did, because afterwards he developed a drug addiction. He quickly got hooked on heroine and would shoot up constantly, even in front of Peter. One day Peter found the white powder, and as a three year old, didn’t understand that it was toxic. He ate it and had to be rushed to the hospital. The last of the Pascoe’s money went to save the child that neither of them really wanted.
Things took a turn for the worse. Not only had Peter unsuspectingly cost them the rest of their petty cash but he had also eaten the last of Joe’s heroine. This infuriated Joe and he beat Peter to an inch of death. As a three year old. The family now had no money and Amanda couldn’t find work because everyone now knew about what went on at home, and she couldn’t be trusted as a day care worker, her earlier profession. Joe beat her too, but Peter was too young to do anything. Within a year, Joe had forced Amanda to sell herself on the streets for money. Almost all of this went to feed his addiction, which was getting worse by the day. Only the bare essentials were bought for the family and Peter was never satisfied. This probably is the reason for his constantly thin frame which he carried into adulthood.
Amanda’s parents could not stand what their daughter had become and demanded she return home. She gladly accepted, but they wouldn’t let her bring Peter. So he was left with his father. At age 8 the boy was already at work, doing simple jobs for money or even working for the men his dad owed debts to. He was beaten almost every day and always showed up to school with scratches, bruises, and cuts. That’s when he bothered to show up to school even. When he turned 11, Peter began to attend Middle School. That’s where he met his best friend, Roger. Roger came from a fairly wealthy family and felt pity for the boy that everyone treated poorly. They instantly bonded and Roger found out how bad Peter’s situation really was. He begged his parents to help him and finally they gave in. It was arranged for Peter to live with Roger and his family. This was the only good thing to happen to him thus far. He began to grow finally and heal up after all those beatings from Joe. He was seen by a doctor for the second time in his entire life and was given treatment for all his father induced ailments.
He grew bigger, more confident and happier. He even began to get more and more friends, especially in High School where the girls realized how good looking he really was. When he was thirteen, he took a photography class and the only thing he truly loved, besides his new found family. Behind the camera he was in control and felt all his past just melt away. He had a real aptitude for it and was quickly recognized for his work, winning several local and state competitions. Then, he received a letter from Saint Andrews, offering him a scholarship. While it was a hard decision, Peter came here for freshman year and has loved it ever since.
Other
password{inrules} • gotta love those burrrrritos
roleplay sample{please put in a quote} •
every day was different for christian. he hated repetition and doing the same thing over and over again. that day he had actually decided to go to school but only made it through first period before becoming distracted by the female population of clifton. they really were his favorite part of the day, and the only interesting part too. christian was smart and he knew it, classes just bored him as teachers droned on and on about crap that he already knew. or didn't care about. or both. teachers had been shocked to see him at school and really didn't know how to act around him, awkward moments that christian reveled in because he controlled them. his father donated a ton of money to the school, and the teachers knew it. they also knew that there was little point in disciplining christian, he would get away with whatever he wanted.
on his way back from an impromptu little party in a courtyard, christian had run across one of his dear buddies, anjelica. and being the charming boy that he was and the whore that she was, they had ended up managing the difficult task of making out and walking. now christian had mastered such a task but she had a little difficulty with it, so he tried to move them somewhere stationary and the best place he could find was the girls washroom. kinky, huh? well when they got there, his hands down her pants and her's up his shirt, they seemed to have interrupted a group of girls. this elicited shouts and screams from girls as they ran for the door, whilst trying to shoot him flirty smiles and accidentally forget their clothes. chuckling, christian returned to anjelica.
however they were interrupted as emma came out of the shower. anjelica gave a squeak and a long kiss to christian, whispering something dirty in his ear before running out too, leaving just christian and emma in the washroom. a sly grin hung loosly from his lips as he watched her, hazel eyes never leaving her body. he let out a low whistle and said,
i knew there was a reason i went to school.
playing innocent he raised an eyebrow and cocked his head curiously, grinning still as he asked,
i don't know what you're talking about. need help with that robe?
charm oozed over his words as a wolfish smile lit up his handsome face, fantasies playing out in his head.
on his way back from an impromptu little party in a courtyard, christian had run across one of his dear buddies, anjelica. and being the charming boy that he was and the whore that she was, they had ended up managing the difficult task of making out and walking. now christian had mastered such a task but she had a little difficulty with it, so he tried to move them somewhere stationary and the best place he could find was the girls washroom. kinky, huh? well when they got there, his hands down her pants and her's up his shirt, they seemed to have interrupted a group of girls. this elicited shouts and screams from girls as they ran for the door, whilst trying to shoot him flirty smiles and accidentally forget their clothes. chuckling, christian returned to anjelica.
however they were interrupted as emma came out of the shower. anjelica gave a squeak and a long kiss to christian, whispering something dirty in his ear before running out too, leaving just christian and emma in the washroom. a sly grin hung loosly from his lips as he watched her, hazel eyes never leaving her body. he let out a low whistle and said,
i knew there was a reason i went to school.
playing innocent he raised an eyebrow and cocked his head curiously, grinning still as he asked,
i don't know what you're talking about. need help with that robe?
charm oozed over his words as a wolfish smile lit up his handsome face, fantasies playing out in his head.