Post by CORNELIUS "NEIL" ROTH on Jul 2, 2013 23:35:18 GMT -5
...Cornelius Jay Roth*
*You're living in the past, this is the 14 century...*
[/size]*You're living in the past, this is the 14 century...*
...basics*
name
Cornelius Jay Roth
nickname
He tried CJ because it seemed like it was the least likely to get him punched in the playground. But he got stuck with Neil.
age
23
gender
Male
grade
Graduated
hometown
New York, New York
sexuality
Straight
personification
Prince Phillip
status
Sleeping like a Beauty
face claim
Eddie Redmayne
...appearance*
hair color
His hair is light brown and determinedly untidy. He tries to keep it neat but he's a habitual hair frumper.
eye color
Mossy green.
build
He is a tall, gangly, fellow. With big hands and feet. And you know what big feet mean. Big socks. Huge ones.
height
6' 1"
clothing style
Layers and untidy. He tends to rush no matter how hard he tries to plan. Buttons in the wrong holes, wrinkles, tiny little stains. He really gives off the impression that he's hanging on by a thread.
distinctive traits
His freckles and his lips. He has unusually full lips for a man. Also, dem freckles man. They're everywhere.
...personal*
personality
Neil is a good boy. He really is. More than anything he wants someone to love, and take care of. He dreams of bringing flowers and surprising a lover with a candlelit bubble bath. He wants to cook for a family with a kid with green eyes and a lovely wife in a worn out robe. He wants a collie named Rex for Gods sake. Sincerely, he wants these things. But he has resigned to never have them. Ever.
You see, that's the biggest flaw with Neil. Baby blankets are more assertive than this boy, and he is. He wants to please everyone. Which is how he ended up taking the family business, and eventually the family debts in his Father's passing. And how he ended up taking care of an alcoholic mother. Which, one can understand, tends to put a crimp in the dating scene. Not that he was some big stud muffin. Women tend to send him into crippling panic attacks and even fainting spells. Of course, after meeting someone a few times this tends to pass. He doesn't faint when the barista asks him if he wants extra foam on his coffee.
Neil will go out of his way to help a friend. He is extremely sensitive and loyal. Neil will- without a second thought- take a friend's problem and make it his own and suffer with them. However, even though Neil will offer to make everything right, if he is allowed he will try and take on all of the problems of another on himself.
He has a great imagination, and loves the idea of adventure, new situation and social events. Of course facing such things in real life are more than a little horrifying. He has drank, but never anything harder than a Long Island Ice Tea. And he's never partaken in other drugs.
Mostly he just seems stressed, which makes him seem like he is just resting precariously on the side of a cliff. He's pained, but trudges through. He's secretly quite brave, even if he is totally unaware of it. Neil can be strong, and resourceful. He's quite bright, despite being a college drop out. He's kind and benevolent. The type of guy who would give his last five dollars to someone who needed it, even if he needed it a tiny bit more. Neil is just good.
past
Neil had a bit of a stressful life. Given that his Dad owned the local mortuary, he was known as the kid with dead bodies in his basement. His Mother, a bit disenchanted with the route her life had taken, took to booze to soothe the pain. He was a lonely boy who immersed himself in books for company. Under the thumb of a critical Father, he became a nervous soul. Life went on with a quiet monotony for years. He'd wake up, go to school, come home, do his chores, start dinner, usually finish dinner, they'd eat, Mother would need help to bed, he'd shower, do his homework, and read before turning in. Weekends were very much the same, except instead of school he would have more chores and errands to run on his bike, and a bit more reading than homework.
When he was eighteen he started to go to school to be a pediatrician. The idea of helping the helpless was appealing. A modern day knight. It also helped that girls seemed to really like to get married to Doctors, and he so very much wanted to be married. He really thought he could make someone happy. And even if girls didn't become easier, children were one thing he was never nervous about. He had a way of speaking to them.
It wasn't until his Father died when he turned twenty one that he had any idea that his strict, dogmatic, ruler had a gambling problem. Unfortunately he wasn't a terribly good gambler. The family was in debt up to their eyeballs, his Mother was basically a bed ridden invalid, and here he was- alone, twitchy, messy.
So he worked. He kept things afloat with the help of his barely licensed Uncle at the Mortuary, while he took his classes in mortuary science. Even while he was doing it, Neil buried the bitterness. No girls wanted to settle down with a guy who's only cologne was formaldehyde. Ever the idealist though, he searched and searched for some solace in his work. He took comfort in helping the grieving, offering them what comforts he could. Sadly, his kindness came at the cost of only pushing him further and further into debt.
present
He's lonely, he's in debt that he didn't even get to enjoy building, he's caring for his sick mother. There isn't a whole lot to him at the moment. Except that he has dreams. Neil has so many dreams of adventure and love and romance and lust. He doesn't like being a twenty three year old virgin who lives with his Mother. He doesn't like that when the few associates he knows think of him they think of soup and snuggies. Of reruns and cats. He wants to be so much more.
Neil wants to not have girls trigger his asthma. Neil wants to walk up behind somebody and pull his arms around her and hold her against him while she sips her coffee. He wants friends and real family. He wants and has no idea how to get it.
family
Father: Carl Roth, deceased.
Mother: June Roth, alcoholic and bed ridden.
Uncle: Joe Roth, functional alcoholic.
Goldfish: Lancelot, goldfish.
likes
Soup (just because he doesn't want to be known as the soup guy doesn't mean he doesn't enjoy it.)
Single knot ties.
Goldfish.
Children.
Jasmine Tea.
Reading.
Black and white films.
Overcast days.
Fresh sheets.
Wrists and ankles. He's a fan of wrists and ankles.
dislikes
Suicides.
Smoking. Not a fan.
His nail biting.
When mistresses come to the funeral.
CGI.
Men who are rude to women. He believes in chivalry, even if he's clumsy on the performance.
Spicy food.
Women who wear too much make up.
Lying.
Freud.
other notes
Nothing more here.
...literature*
book title
Sleeping Beauty
backstory
Once upon a time there was a King and a Queen who so wanted to have a child of their own. Every day they would say to each other, “If only we could have a little child!” but they never did. Then one day the Queen was walking along the river when out hopped a frog. He hopped right up to her and said, “Your wish shall be fulfilled. In one year’s time you shall have a daughter.”
And it was true! In one year’s time the Queen and King had a little baby girl. They thought the baby was the most beautiful thing they had ever seen. The King was so overjoyed that he decided to throw a great feast of celebration. He invited all of his friends, relatives, and acquaintances to come to the feast and he even decided to invite the Wise Women of the kingdom. Now there were thirteen Wise Women but the King only had twelve golden plates for them to eat off of, so he decided to only invite twelve.
On the day of the feast everyone came to celebrate the new baby princess and they named her Little Briar Rose. When everyone had eaten, the Wise Women came forward to bestow their magical gifts upon the princess. They gave her gifts such as virtue, kindness, beauty, riches, good nature, wisdom, and all that anyone could ask for.
But after the eleventh Wise Woman had given her gift, suddenly the thirteenth came in. She was furious that she had not been invited to the feast, and without looking at anyone she declared in a loud voice, “On her fifteenth birthday, the King’s daughter shall prick herself on a spindle and fall down dead.” Then just as suddenly, she left.
Everyone was shocked, but the twelfth Wise Woman stepped forward and said, “I still have my gift to give. I cannot undo this evil spell but I can soften it. When the princess pricks her finger on her fifteenth birthday, she will not die, but will fall into a deep sleep for a hundred years.”
The King did not want his daughter to suffer any misfortune, so he ordered that every spinning wheel and every spindle in the entire kingdom be destroyed. And Little Briar Rose had a happy childhood and grew to enjoy all the magical gifts the Wise Women had given her. She was very much loved by everyone.
On her fifteenth birthday, Briar Rose decided to explore the castle. She came to a part she had never visited before and then she came to a tower. She began to climb the stairs, and she climbed up and up and up to the very top of the tower. There was a door so she went in, and inside there was a little room and an old woman sat spinning flax with her spindle. Of course Briar Rose had never seen anyone spinning before, because of her father’s decree, and she was quite curious!
“Good day, old mother,” said the princess. “What are you doing there?” And the old woman replied, “I am spinning.” Briar Rose asked, “What is that thing that rattles round and round like that?” and she was so curious that she reached out to touch the spindle. She pricked her finger on it and instantly fell into a deep sleep, falling over onto a bed that was nearby.
As soon as Briar Rose fell asleep, the entire castle fell asleep as well. The King and Queen fell asleep in their thrones, and the court fell asleep all around them. The cook in the kitchen fell asleep, as did the maid who was about to pluck a hen, and all the flies on the wall. Even the fire fell asleep in the hearth and stopped cooking the meat. Outside the animals in the barnyard fell asleep, and so did the pigeons on the roof and the birds in the trees. Even the wind died down and the leaves in the trees were perfectly still.
All around the sleeping castle, a great hedge of thorns began to grow. It grew all around the castle, so tall that you could not even see the flag on the roof, and so thick that you could not see through to the other side. Now nobody could venture near the castle, but people from far and wide talked about it and about the beautiful princess who lay sleeping inside. For years and years, many young men from far and wide heard about the beautiful princess and they wanted to come and wake her up. So they would travel to the castle, but not one of them could ever get through the wall of thorns.
After long, long years, the son of a King heard about the princess and he felt that he must go and see her and wake her up. People warned him that he could never get through the wall of thorns, but he felt that he must try. So he traveled to the sleeping castle and arrived there on the very day that Briar Rose was to awaken, one hundred years after she pricked her finger.
The King’s son walked up to the wall of thorns and was about to push his way through, when all of the thorns turned to flowers. The whole hedge turned into a wall of beautiful blooming roses. And as the prince walked through they parted as easily as a curtain. He was amazed to see every living thing asleep. He saw the animals asleep in the barnyard, the King and Queen asleep in their thrones, and the cook asleep in the kitchen. He wandered through the whole castle searching for the sleeping princess.
At last he found the old tower and he climbed up and up and up the stairs. He went into the little room at the top and there he saw Briar Rose asleep on the bed. She was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen and he could not take his eyes off her. The prince bent down to kiss Briar Rose, her eyes fluttered open, and she gazed up at him sweetly. So Briar Rose and the prince went down the stairs together.
As soon as the princess awoke, the entire castle began to awaken. The wind began to blow in the trees and the birds began to sing. The animals in the barnyard and the pigeons on the roof woke up. The cook in the kitchen awoke, the maid woke and began to pluck the hen, the flies started buzzing on the walls, and the fire blazed up and began to cook the meat again. The court woke up and just as the King and Queen awoke on their thrones, in came Briar Rose and the prince hand in hand. They were very much in love, so they were married and they lived contented to the end of their days.
The End
...roleplayer*
name
It's Molly.
age
gender
rp experience
how you found ouac
rp sample (don’t worry about this if you’re a vetern!)
