Post by GAVIN BROOKS on Mar 8, 2012 21:30:12 GMT -5
GAVIN THOMAS BROOKS
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Play by: Scott Clifton
Race/Species: Human
D.O.B.: May 11, 1986
Age they appear: 25/26
Actual age: If 25/26
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Features: Gavin has light brown hair, dark brown eyes and stubbly facial hair. He’s slightly muscular, thin and Is 6’0”. His face has soft angles, giving him a young look. He definitely has a “boy next door” kind of appeal to him.
Sexual Preference [Optional]: Straight
Ethnicity: White
Marks/Tattoos/Visible Scars: None to speak of.
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Flaws/Weaknesses: Gavin is still a little immature. He gave up every good thing in his life because he wasn’t prepared for the responsibility of it all. He also has a hero complex. Gavin can’t let something go if he feels like he can fix it, especially when it comes to a pretty girl or a dear friend. He’s very loyal and sweet. He’s also very humble. He doesn’t speak openly about his accomplishments in life.
Skills/Strengths: Gavin is a hard worker and extremely sociable. He is outgoing and can make friends easily. A good salesman, which makes him good at many jobs. He’s funny and charming and often very witty.
Likes:
- Beer
- Partying/dancing
- Girls
- Four wheeling
- Paintballing
Dislikes:
- Asparagus
- Working long hours at a desk
- Needy women who assume too much about him and his intentions
- People who judge him without having been in his situation
- Spiders
Other Information: Gavin is a sexy beast.
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History:
Gavin Thomas Brooks had a life most would be jealous of. He had traveled a lot as a child, moving from city to city with his family due to his father being in the military. Due to the constant moves his mother home schooled both he and his older brothers until they were of high school age, which was when they all had gotten a taste of what public school was all about. Despite being home schooled, Gavin had been very active in every community he had lived in. He played football, soccer and basketball on community teams all through his younger years so he could be exposed to other boys his age and to learn teamwork and other values one could only learn from playing a recreational sport. He was intelligent, athletic, funny and a little too playful at times. He often played jokes on his older brothers and mother, and when he made friends he played pranks on them as well.
His first experience in a public school was something out of a movie or television show, or at least that’s how Gavin had seen it. There were rows of lockers, monotone voiced teachers, groups of kids in every stereotypical clique, but the one thing he never found was the small group of kids that seemed to dominate the school as it was on all those programs he had watched. Considering his outgoing personality and decent looks, he had no trouble making friends in either of the high schools he had attended and easily slid his way to the top of the popularity food chain. He had definitely made the transition from home school to public school easily, and enjoyed every moment.
When graduation was upon him he had to make a tough decision; follow his father into the military as his brother had done, and as his father wanted him to do, or move on to higher education as his mother had done and wanted him to do. Gavin weighed the options and knew that he would have better success in life if he went on to college, got his degree, and joined the work force!
He had been accepted to three universities, but finally settled on Stanford University in California where he had achieved a degree in Civil Engineering with a QPA of 3.8. Immediately after graduation he found himself a job in Scriptor Bay, OR starting at $60,000. Everything seemed to be going perfectly as planned; his family was proud of him, he was a success, and his girlfriend, Lindsay, said yes to his marriage proposal. Yes sir, life was great for Gavin Brooks!
Only, it wasn’t.
As excited and happy as he was to obtain his “dream” job, he soon found that working in an office fifty some hours a week was tiring. He hardly had time to do the things he enjoyed doing anymore since he had to be at work before the sun came up and often left after the sun went down. Lindsay loved his income and was planning an extravagant wedding that would take them, combined, at least six years to pay off. She was already planning their first child (“the first of four at least!”), who would be born exactly sixteen months after their wedding, and she had even looked at houses surrounding the city where they could start their new life together! Gavin found himself sinking lower and lower into misery. He missed the simplicity of life as a young man, the freedom to go out and do as he pleased when he pleased. Instead every cent he seemed to earn went into Lindsay’s future plans for them, plans he hadn’t truly agreed with. He was twenty three years old and his life seemed over before it had a chance to truly begin.
It had taken almost the entire engagement for Gavin to realize he needed to make some changes in order to be happy, and unfortunately for Lindsay that meant he needed to be a bachelor once more. He was too young for his life to “be over” as he claimed, and he didn’t love Lindsay enough to give his life up for her. She didn’t take the news well when he explained he needed more time and wasn’t sure this was what he truly wanted. After a couple months o f fighting and begging Lindsay finally moved out of their apartment and went off on her own.
That still left his career. He had plenty of savings now due to his impending wedding being cancelled, but what to do with himself? He couldn’t simply quit his job! So he continued to work there, miserable with the choices he had made in life, but at least his evenings were filled with beer, dancing and women at the Jack Kit, his favorite bar. He went there often after work to unwind from the day before finally going home and crashing in a stupor. It rarely got in the way of his job, which he slowly learned to hate more and more. It was just the repetitiveness of the day to day planning and plotting, which he was excellent at. He had quickly excelled in the company he worked for, but at what price?
Everything seemed to change when the owner of the Jack Kit, who Gavin had become friendly with, jokingly offered him a job there. He had gone home that night and went to bed, staring at his ceiling all night, thinking about his life and his future until his alarm rang at six in the morning. When the alarm went off he continued to stare at the ceiling, letting the beep, beep, beep of the alarm echo in the room for well over an hour. He was going to be late, but he didn’t care.
That was the beginning of the beginning for Gavin. He never went back to his job as a civil engineer, and he became a bartender at the Jack Kit, making less than half of what he had at his previous job, but he had the life he wanted with freedom to do anything during the day, and the luxury of enjoying himself at night with his peers. He may have disappointed his family, but he knew he wasn’t ready for the corporate world yet. For now he was living it up, exactly as he knew he should be, taking chances every day because that was what life was all about!
RP Sample:
The cool air felt nice on his face, as it had not long before when he'd been sitting outside. He kept an eye on Marissa, nervous about the way she was acting and unsure still how to comfort her. She seemed beyond comforting, which disturbed him a bit. Why did he suck so much at it? He realized he didn't, but the fact that he had a crush on the girl made it difficult to know just how to act with her. Leah's words rang in his head, too. She didn't like him, she wouldn't like him...no one would probably like him and no one knew that better than his twin sister. Leah was mean sometimes, but there was truth behind her words; he was uncrushable. No one would ever crush back on him.
Brian didn't know the extent of what happened to Marissa prior to her coming there. He knew her dad was a jerk and her mom wasn't around, but that was about it. He couldn't help but grow sad at her questions. Of course he'd thought about all of that stuff. Sometimes, it's all he thought about.
"I'd really like a family." He admitted quietly as if he were still roaming the halls of the Wimbly house and had to keep his voice down. "I want to leave the Wimbly House. Not because I don't like it!" He defended, not wanting the girl to get the wrong impression of his intentions. "I love it here, but it's not my home. Like you said, it's just a stepping stone, a really nice one, but a stepping stone none the less. I'd like to take classes. Maybe become an English professor or something, or a teacher... anything where I can read and study a lot." He licked his lips knowing just how dorky he was. "I'd like a girlfriend someday.." He added bashfully, his cheeks flushing as his eyes stayed forward.
Brian bit his lip and peaked at Marissa for a half a second before looking away. "Leah's my concern, now. I have to take care of her, and we have to stay together. I love my sister, but... sometimes... sometimes its a little bit of a burden." His eyes were pleading as he looked at Marissa. "Please don't ever tell her I said that! I don't want her to think she's a burden to me, really, I'm happy to stay with her, just... I want my own life, too. I can't have that now. All my family's dead." He'd cried plenty, and admitting the truth now only made him sad. "I don't even think I could get a girlfriend. Even if I found someone who wanted to date me, Leah would never let me. She'd think I was replacing her or something. I'm all she has. She acts like a bitch, but it's just how she copes. She's really not always so bad." The boy sighed, wanting so many things for himself, but he was trapped where he was. At least for the time being. "What about you. Where do you see yourself in 5 years?"
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ABOUT YOU:
Name you go by: Pam
Other Characters you play: Griffin, Cheyenne, Mordecai, Prestine
How long have you been RPing: 10 years
How did you find us? I’m a mod.
