Profile: Fallen Point
PERSONAL
NAME: Rhymer
AGE: 26
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rhymer
E-MAIL: blood_licks@yahoo.com
AIM: Don't have one yet.
CHARACTERS PLAYED: None, but also applying for Helena Campbell
CHARACTER
NAME: Richard Mayhew
AGE: 29, 10 March.
SPECIES: Human
FANDOM: Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
HISTORY: Richard was a young, naive, seemingly happy buisnessman, with a fiance, an apartment and a collection of troll dolls. His naturally generous nature was his downfall when he stopped one night to help an injured girl. That girl ended up being the Lady Door of Arch, and his encounter with her meant he was lost to the world he knew forever.
When Richard 'fell' out of reality into the world of London Below, he changed. Through multiple tests of strength, intelligence and character, he broke away from the yuppie sheep mold he had been living in and became more adaptive, more understanding and learned that he had the inner strength to do anything.
After defeating Croup and Vandemar, along with the Great Beast of London Below, Richard returned briefly to his life above, but it was no longer where he truly belonged. He returned to London Below, and was reunited with Door, and together they set out to find her lost sister. But life was still hard for Richard. The life lessons he had learned were far from over, and new challenges each day, as well as learning more and more about his strange surroundings, always kept him on his toes. His relationship with Door was complex and at times frustrating; one day he knew where he stood, the next he was back to being the 'young pup' from above.
Despite the hardships, Richard never wanted to return to his old life. Which is why when he finds himself with a sack of money, a key to an apartment, and a motorbike in a city that very much does NOT look like part of London Below, he is not particularly happy about it.
PERSONALITY: Richard is a pretty decent guy. Sure he's been naive in the past, sometimes he's a little eager to please, and he's not always the best guy to have around in a crisis... but his heart is always in the right place, and he knows right from wrong. His life in London Below has definitely lifted his scepticism, and his ability to adapt has increased tenfold, though sometimes, like all humans, he gets a case of they 'why me?'s.
Things he doesn't like? He doesn't like being left out of the loop, being treated like a child, being physically uncomfortable or big scary things that go bump in the night, although living in the capital of big-scary-bumpy-things has lifted his tolerance somewhat. He likes a challenge, which is something he has only just discovered about himself, and he likes a cold pint, which is a rare treat.
He also has very mixed emotions for a certain pixie-cropped girl. Protective? Definitely. Attracted to? In a strange sort of way... Infuriated by? Do you even need to ask? At any rate, he's always there, even if sometimes he wishes he was elsewhere.
ABILITIES/SPECIAL TALENTS: Nothing really fancy, unless you count the abilities of being from London Below; he can see everyone, no matter how 'invisible', he is officially the 'Hunter' of LB, even though it was a bit of a fluke, and he has a reasonably good relationship with rats.
SAMPLES
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE: Door raced down the passage, a dark blur in an even darker blur. Richard stumbled as he tried to keep up with her, his lungs screaming at him to slow down. The only noise was the pounding on their feet on the wet concrete. Richard swore as he caught his hand on something sharp; he had been dragging his fingers along the wall to guide him. Praying that whatever had cut him wasn't rusty, or disease ridden (or both), he pulled back his hand and tried to catch up with the lithe figure that was dissapearing through a doorway.
"Door!" he cried, panting after her.
"Hurry UP, Richard!" she yelled back as she pushed the door aside. The door swung back towards him and he forced himself through it before it slammed in his face. He blinked in the dim light on the other side and ran out into a city square, trying to get his bearings. He was sure this door should have come out on Picadilly Circus, behind the Eros statue. He spun around, looking for anything familiar, more importantly, looking for Door.
Gasping for breath, he called out her name. He had absolutely no idea where he was. He raced to the other side of the square, but it was completely empty. Running back to the door, he pulled on the handle, but it was locked. Without Door, there was no way back through again. He beat his bleeding hand against the door, then winced at the pain. Turning around, he noticed the suitcase in the middle of the square.
Richard slumped against the door and sank down. With a sinking feeling, he realised he wasn't even in London anymore. Richard Mayhew was lost. Again.
When he swore, it echoed around the square and was heard for several city blocks.
JOURNAL NAME:alostscot
WAS THIS CHARACTER HELD FOR YOU? Hopefully.... *lol*
NAME: Rhymer
AGE: 26
PERSONAL JOURNAL:
rhymerE-MAIL: blood_licks@yahoo.com
AIM: Don't have one yet.
CHARACTERS PLAYED: None, but also applying for Helena Campbell
CHARACTER
NAME: Richard Mayhew
AGE: 29, 10 March.
SPECIES: Human
FANDOM: Neverwhere by Neil Gaiman
HISTORY: Richard was a young, naive, seemingly happy buisnessman, with a fiance, an apartment and a collection of troll dolls. His naturally generous nature was his downfall when he stopped one night to help an injured girl. That girl ended up being the Lady Door of Arch, and his encounter with her meant he was lost to the world he knew forever.
When Richard 'fell' out of reality into the world of London Below, he changed. Through multiple tests of strength, intelligence and character, he broke away from the yuppie sheep mold he had been living in and became more adaptive, more understanding and learned that he had the inner strength to do anything.
After defeating Croup and Vandemar, along with the Great Beast of London Below, Richard returned briefly to his life above, but it was no longer where he truly belonged. He returned to London Below, and was reunited with Door, and together they set out to find her lost sister. But life was still hard for Richard. The life lessons he had learned were far from over, and new challenges each day, as well as learning more and more about his strange surroundings, always kept him on his toes. His relationship with Door was complex and at times frustrating; one day he knew where he stood, the next he was back to being the 'young pup' from above.
Despite the hardships, Richard never wanted to return to his old life. Which is why when he finds himself with a sack of money, a key to an apartment, and a motorbike in a city that very much does NOT look like part of London Below, he is not particularly happy about it.
PERSONALITY: Richard is a pretty decent guy. Sure he's been naive in the past, sometimes he's a little eager to please, and he's not always the best guy to have around in a crisis... but his heart is always in the right place, and he knows right from wrong. His life in London Below has definitely lifted his scepticism, and his ability to adapt has increased tenfold, though sometimes, like all humans, he gets a case of they 'why me?'s.
Things he doesn't like? He doesn't like being left out of the loop, being treated like a child, being physically uncomfortable or big scary things that go bump in the night, although living in the capital of big-scary-bumpy-things has lifted his tolerance somewhat. He likes a challenge, which is something he has only just discovered about himself, and he likes a cold pint, which is a rare treat.
He also has very mixed emotions for a certain pixie-cropped girl. Protective? Definitely. Attracted to? In a strange sort of way... Infuriated by? Do you even need to ask? At any rate, he's always there, even if sometimes he wishes he was elsewhere.
ABILITIES/SPECIAL TALENTS: Nothing really fancy, unless you count the abilities of being from London Below; he can see everyone, no matter how 'invisible', he is officially the 'Hunter' of LB, even though it was a bit of a fluke, and he has a reasonably good relationship with rats.
SAMPLES
THIRD PERSON SAMPLE: Door raced down the passage, a dark blur in an even darker blur. Richard stumbled as he tried to keep up with her, his lungs screaming at him to slow down. The only noise was the pounding on their feet on the wet concrete. Richard swore as he caught his hand on something sharp; he had been dragging his fingers along the wall to guide him. Praying that whatever had cut him wasn't rusty, or disease ridden (or both), he pulled back his hand and tried to catch up with the lithe figure that was dissapearing through a doorway.
"Door!" he cried, panting after her.
"Hurry UP, Richard!" she yelled back as she pushed the door aside. The door swung back towards him and he forced himself through it before it slammed in his face. He blinked in the dim light on the other side and ran out into a city square, trying to get his bearings. He was sure this door should have come out on Picadilly Circus, behind the Eros statue. He spun around, looking for anything familiar, more importantly, looking for Door.
Gasping for breath, he called out her name. He had absolutely no idea where he was. He raced to the other side of the square, but it was completely empty. Running back to the door, he pulled on the handle, but it was locked. Without Door, there was no way back through again. He beat his bleeding hand against the door, then winced at the pain. Turning around, he noticed the suitcase in the middle of the square.
Richard slumped against the door and sank down. With a sinking feeling, he realised he wasn't even in London anymore. Richard Mayhew was lost. Again.
When he swore, it echoed around the square and was heard for several city blocks.
JOURNAL NAME:
alostscotWAS THIS CHARACTER HELD FOR YOU? Hopefully.... *lol*