Post by JAMIE NICHOLAS LESTER on Feb 4, 2010 16:58:10 GMT -5
full name • jamie nicholas lester
nick names • jay, lester.
age • twenty four.
grade • n/a
job • doctor/trainee surgeon.
hometown • london, england.
sexuality • straight.
member group • citizen.
height • six foot.
hair • mediumish, bleached blonde hair.
eyes • bright, piercing blue.
play by • tom felton.
likes • company, pretty girls, a challenge, gorgeous eyes, singing, friends, talks, enjoying himself, people with good attitudes, listening, being comfortable with someone, forwardness, animals, family, comedies, horror movies, children, taking pictures, jokes, music, money, gadgets, girls with intelligence, people not afraid to show emotions, baking, elegant colours, humming, dancing, his fashion sense, athletics, jogging, being complimented, complimenting others, smiling, laughing, getting something right, cute girls, modest people, warm weather, his birthday, christmas, cups of tea, slices of toast, cereal, indian food, high fives, money, buying new things, winking and recycling.
dislikes • annoying patients, people who judge a book by its cover, despressed people, bad attidtudes, insults, fraud, cons, over the top people, losing things, being tired, crying, being angered, being angry, big-heads, windy days, being confused, failing, getting really bad grades, being told off, punching a hole through her paper with a pen, burning food, slags, being laughed at and too much make-up on girls.
habits/quirks • wrinkles his nose a lot when he laughs or smiles or when hes disgusted, sighes quite a lot, constantly checks the time on his wrist watch or the clock on the wall, hums in time to the speed hes walking, blushes a hell of a lot, shuffles his foot when nervous, always recites words/song lyrics from musicals, gets worried frequently, makes really bad jokes... a lot, trembles at things that frighten him, ruins punchlines, would rather talk about someone else than himself.
fears • not noticing something wrong with a patient, people flirting with him, being late, letting someone down, not understanding, talking about himself, being rememinded of his childhood.
dreams • complete his traning to become a surgeon, have the perfect family, settle down, never let anyone down ever again, get over his childhood, learn to be comfortable with himself, learn to be able to flirt face to face rather than from across the room, be able to help someone special in his life, get a bigger house in new york city.
secrets • was badly verbally and physically bullied as a child, lived in a childrens home as a child, can sing very well, used to be in a church choir back in england.
overall • helpful, modest, caring, listener, loves children, hopeless romantic, athletic, intelligent, almost quiet, not very forward, untrusting, scarred, frightened, ambitious, isolated, comforting, joker, unflirty, determined.
mother • juliet rachel lester; deceased; unemployed
father • christian mark lester; deceased; litter picker
siblings • evie rachel lester; twenty-two; ______
pets • n/a
other family • foster mum & foster dad; yuvonne ann western & david walter western; fifty-seven & fifty-nine; unemployed & teacher.
overall • jamie never really was going to have the best life by the way it started. he was the first born into the lester family and... lets face it, they didnt have much money, okay, they didnt have any. while juliet was unemployed, christian was only just making ends meat by litter picking and benefits. it was no life for a child. but their was a hell of a lot of love. love kept this family together even when the money couldnt. juliet and christian did all they could for jamie and taught him everything any other parents could teach their children. at the age of three jamie was gifted with a younger baby sister. (yes, gifted, kids dont know about sex at the age of three). now it was even harder to keep food on the table for a family of four and juliet was severly underweight as it was.
one day the household got a phonecall. promoting christian to a county manager and actually getting juliet a job. it was the perfect opportunity to make a bit more money and help the family again. too good to miss. the whole family got in the car immediatly and started travelling to the job center. they had to take their children aswell due to the fact they had no money for a baby sitter and it was dreadfully late notice. what happened on that journey destroyed the childrens future. the head on his a range rover and what chance does a tiny, rusty car have against a brand spanking new machine? none. juliet and christian were announced dead at the scene while jamie and evie remained completely fine.
straight away the two children were admitted into a childrens home. they had a decent upbringing in the home. the care workers were supportive and told them what had happened to their parents at exactly the right time. jamie could have remember it but evie being under a year old, didnt understand why she didnt have parents and everyone else did. when jamie moved into secondary school he was a weedy child. no self confidence and comepletely silent. there was no hesistation in most lads in all the years laughing at him. but, jamie couldnt stick up for himself, he wasnt whole enough. the bullies would kick and punch him daily call him names. jamie was broken. there was nothing special about him, he hated himself.
when he finished school he was on the edge of sucide. he was also jealous of his sister, she'd managed to fit in easily. everyone liked her. what did she do different to him? he constantly asked himself. jamie decided that part way through college he would use his life to be helpful to others. to stop children like him losing parents like he had. if he couldnt have a normal life, he would make sure others would. now he's finished university and college and moved to new york city with his sister to have a new life for himself. inside he's scarred and will probably never recover. maybe, until he can settle down and have his own family and make sure that he can make someone elses life better than his was.
your name • cade :] (and yes, im a girl. i know i have a boys name... stupid parents)
your age • im a whole fifteen yeard old ;]
roleplaying experience • a yearrrish.
how you found us • er, some random advert.
roleplay sample •
“Mm, that’s true, but things seem to have been a bit quiet on the pranks front recently which is good to see.”
He scanned the whole room, taking in the vast amounts of couples around. Quite a few were in a deep snogging action. He shook his head slightly, those sorts of relationships didnt last long. Too much snogging and no talking wasnt a good sign. A few couples were simple having a chit-chat, he nodded in acceptance. That was a lot better. A lot more secure. He then looked back to Grace and replied. "Im bloody glad. Laur says their waiting until after the ball anyway. So watch out then." He smiled slightly and winked at Grace "You know, the twins have quite a remarkable respect for me considering I'm head boy. They used to be a nightmare to their brother, you know, Percy." He thought on the subject for a moment before opening his mouth again and adding. "Maybe its because i actually find them funny and dont remove any points."
“At least as a prefect she needs to have some responsibility, I’m sure that must help a bit.”
Xavier threw his head back slightly and laughed. "To be honest Gracie, I think Dumbledore might have been drunk when he made the prefect list this year." He grinned at her, showing her his perfect pearly whites. Jesus, was there anything bad about this guy? Well, there was, just Grace didnt know of it yet, hopefully. But if she did, Xavier would know who would have told her. It would either have been Laur or Dylan. But today, today was the day he would tell her personally. Finally, two years was enough.
He'd been putting it off and putting it off for ages. Making loads of random excuses in his head. But he had to tell her, but what if she got offended that he hadnt already told her? Oh merlin, that would be terrible. Xavier's mind raced over every single aspect of the convosation that was to come. Maybe it was safer not to tell her? No, he needed to tell her, no doubt about it. He had to. It was times like this when he wished he was a gryffindor. Dear lord, he needed bravery now. "I wonder if Laur wouldnt mind a personality transplant for a few minites?" He thought to himself.
“Maybe you should tell him to relax, after all he has to listen to you, your his older brother! I’m certain you can do something about that.”
Xavier clicked his tounge in thought. It was a small habit of his, and sometimes annoyed people but it certainly helped him see clear, even if people didnt understand. After three clicks he spoke quietly "Ahh, but i think he feels threatened by me and Laur... you see, he's in Ravenclaw, but he's got to work bloody hard for those grades. I mean... Do you see him any other place but the library, the commonroom, his dorm and classes?" He gave a small interval for an answer "I hate to admit it, but me or Laur have to actually work hard for our grades. It just comes naturally. So I think he may get offended if we try and..." He tried to find a suitable word, but his brain seemed to fail him. Something that only ever happened in front of Grace. "You know." he finished lamely with a strange arm movement.
“Yes? I don’t think i could ever really hate you, no matter what it is.”
Xavier gave an uncertain shake of the head and quickly glaced around the room looking for any listening in. He couldn't afford to be overheard. Not with this convosation. Christ almighty no. He shuffled his chair further under the table and leant in closer to Grace. "You know I'll be no different when I tell you. I'm still Xavier and I love you." he paused and shot a glace around the room uncertainly then realised he'd left Grace on such a horrible cliffhanger. "You have to understand it's difficult for me to tell you... Before someone else does." He sighed and stayed close to Grace. He took her hand in he and whispered "I believe now is the time to tell you I'm... I'm... I'm a..." He sighed unwillingly and finished "I'm a vampire." he looked straight into her eyes.
He scanned the whole room, taking in the vast amounts of couples around. Quite a few were in a deep snogging action. He shook his head slightly, those sorts of relationships didnt last long. Too much snogging and no talking wasnt a good sign. A few couples were simple having a chit-chat, he nodded in acceptance. That was a lot better. A lot more secure. He then looked back to Grace and replied. "Im bloody glad. Laur says their waiting until after the ball anyway. So watch out then." He smiled slightly and winked at Grace "You know, the twins have quite a remarkable respect for me considering I'm head boy. They used to be a nightmare to their brother, you know, Percy." He thought on the subject for a moment before opening his mouth again and adding. "Maybe its because i actually find them funny and dont remove any points."
“At least as a prefect she needs to have some responsibility, I’m sure that must help a bit.”
Xavier threw his head back slightly and laughed. "To be honest Gracie, I think Dumbledore might have been drunk when he made the prefect list this year." He grinned at her, showing her his perfect pearly whites. Jesus, was there anything bad about this guy? Well, there was, just Grace didnt know of it yet, hopefully. But if she did, Xavier would know who would have told her. It would either have been Laur or Dylan. But today, today was the day he would tell her personally. Finally, two years was enough.
He'd been putting it off and putting it off for ages. Making loads of random excuses in his head. But he had to tell her, but what if she got offended that he hadnt already told her? Oh merlin, that would be terrible. Xavier's mind raced over every single aspect of the convosation that was to come. Maybe it was safer not to tell her? No, he needed to tell her, no doubt about it. He had to. It was times like this when he wished he was a gryffindor. Dear lord, he needed bravery now. "I wonder if Laur wouldnt mind a personality transplant for a few minites?" He thought to himself.
“Maybe you should tell him to relax, after all he has to listen to you, your his older brother! I’m certain you can do something about that.”
Xavier clicked his tounge in thought. It was a small habit of his, and sometimes annoyed people but it certainly helped him see clear, even if people didnt understand. After three clicks he spoke quietly "Ahh, but i think he feels threatened by me and Laur... you see, he's in Ravenclaw, but he's got to work bloody hard for those grades. I mean... Do you see him any other place but the library, the commonroom, his dorm and classes?" He gave a small interval for an answer "I hate to admit it, but me or Laur have to actually work hard for our grades. It just comes naturally. So I think he may get offended if we try and..." He tried to find a suitable word, but his brain seemed to fail him. Something that only ever happened in front of Grace. "You know." he finished lamely with a strange arm movement.
“Yes? I don’t think i could ever really hate you, no matter what it is.”
Xavier gave an uncertain shake of the head and quickly glaced around the room looking for any listening in. He couldn't afford to be overheard. Not with this convosation. Christ almighty no. He shuffled his chair further under the table and leant in closer to Grace. "You know I'll be no different when I tell you. I'm still Xavier and I love you." he paused and shot a glace around the room uncertainly then realised he'd left Grace on such a horrible cliffhanger. "You have to understand it's difficult for me to tell you... Before someone else does." He sighed and stayed close to Grace. He took her hand in he and whispered "I believe now is the time to tell you I'm... I'm... I'm a..." He sighed unwillingly and finished "I'm a vampire." he looked straight into her eyes.
