Post by Anthony Mark Hope on Jun 27, 2011 21:32:47 GMT -5
Anthony Mark Hope
"You've got a friend in me..."
your name: Lilly
age: 16
role play experience: 2 years at least
gender: female
contact information: victoriatodd94@yahoo.com
how'd you hear of us?: Rose told me about Murderous Saints, i joined, then we merged here.
codeword: I will leave this place.
other characters: Victoria (the nomad), Blind Mag, Mrs. Lovett, Samara Morgan (from the Ring) and Amy Todd, a made up character. All on youtube.
, so it seems i'm someone i never met !
name: Anthony Mark Hope
age: 20
canon or original: canon
gender:male
job/occupation: Sailor
custom title: The Sailor
member group: middle class
hair: dirty blond, straight, just past ears.
eyes: hazel
weight: 150 lbs
height: 5ft 9 inches
distinguishable features: an innocent face
PB: Jamie Campbell Bower
, you will only hear these elegant crimes !
likes: Anthony adores sailing. Ever since he could remember, he has loved the ocean and seeing the world. He alos loves his fiancée Johanna Barker…oh and chocolate.
dislikes: He loathes the Judge and Beadle, anyone who uses big words (they confuse him)…oh and people who steal his chocolate.
strengths: sailing, singing, good looks, a loving heart
weaknesses: doesn’t question people’s actions, which often leads him into trouble; he’s naïve and a little dimwitted, chocolate, his passion for Johanna.
goals: he hopes to wed Johanna and help her free of the Judge; see the whole entire world, and find the largest candy bar.
fears: Not much…
secrets: His past; he deals with it by not discussing it.
overall persona: Anthony is a loving man. He lost his parents at a young age, so he treasures the people in his life. He was practically raised by sailors, therefore not getting much of an education and is naïve and somewhat dimwitted.
, fall on your ears from criminal dimes !
mother: Abigail Hope, age 29, stay at home mother. died of illness in 1861
father: Mark Hope., age 34, blacksmith. died of illness within hours of his wife.
siblings: Anthony was to have a sister, but she was still born. Her name was to be Ameila.
other family: N/A
children: N/A
birthplace: London
date of birth: June 21st, 1856.
overall history: Anthony Mark Hope was born on a warm summer evening in 1856 to Mark and Abigail Hope. Ever since he was young, when he went to the market with his mum, he would wander off to see the big ships docked in the harbor. He would happily sit and watch them unload cargo; listen as they yelled out words that perhaps he should’ve have heard at a young age; and day dream of when he would sail off with them.
Illness was great in London, especially during winter. In early February of 1861, both of his parents succumbed to Influenza within hours of each other. Anthony had tried hard to do what he could for them in this tough time, especially for his mother, who had grown weak after bearing a child; who was stillborn, just the month before.
Heart broken, he moved in with his Aunt Josephine, who resided not too far away, and stayed with her only three months. She would do little things to tick him off, and she was incredibly strict; no shoes in the house, hair must be kept absolutely neat (in fact, she once tried to cut it) and all chores must be done by sundown or no dinner.
One night, in a rage, the four year old packed what little belongings he had and ran off into the dark of the night. He wandered around hopelessly for hours until reality hit him; his parents were dead; he had nowhere else to go. He was only four. In tears, fell asleep by the docks and was awakened the next morning by the sailors getting ready to set sail on another voyage. A smile spread across the young lad’s face as he approached the enormous vessel…
(ps i worked on this falling asleep...sorry its not as good as my one to Murderous Saints)
"You've got a friend in me..."
your name: Lilly
age: 16
role play experience: 2 years at least
gender: female
contact information: victoriatodd94@yahoo.com
how'd you hear of us?: Rose told me about Murderous Saints, i joined, then we merged here.
codeword: I will leave this place.
other characters: Victoria (the nomad), Blind Mag, Mrs. Lovett, Samara Morgan (from the Ring) and Amy Todd, a made up character. All on youtube.
, so it seems i'm someone i never met !
name: Anthony Mark Hope
age: 20
canon or original: canon
gender:male
job/occupation: Sailor
custom title: The Sailor
member group: middle class
hair: dirty blond, straight, just past ears.
eyes: hazel
weight: 150 lbs
height: 5ft 9 inches
distinguishable features: an innocent face
PB: Jamie Campbell Bower
, you will only hear these elegant crimes !
likes: Anthony adores sailing. Ever since he could remember, he has loved the ocean and seeing the world. He alos loves his fiancée Johanna Barker…oh and chocolate.
dislikes: He loathes the Judge and Beadle, anyone who uses big words (they confuse him)…oh and people who steal his chocolate.
strengths: sailing, singing, good looks, a loving heart
weaknesses: doesn’t question people’s actions, which often leads him into trouble; he’s naïve and a little dimwitted, chocolate, his passion for Johanna.
goals: he hopes to wed Johanna and help her free of the Judge; see the whole entire world, and find the largest candy bar.
fears: Not much…
secrets: His past; he deals with it by not discussing it.
overall persona: Anthony is a loving man. He lost his parents at a young age, so he treasures the people in his life. He was practically raised by sailors, therefore not getting much of an education and is naïve and somewhat dimwitted.
, fall on your ears from criminal dimes !
mother: Abigail Hope, age 29, stay at home mother. died of illness in 1861
father: Mark Hope., age 34, blacksmith. died of illness within hours of his wife.
siblings: Anthony was to have a sister, but she was still born. Her name was to be Ameila.
other family: N/A
children: N/A
birthplace: London
date of birth: June 21st, 1856.
overall history: Anthony Mark Hope was born on a warm summer evening in 1856 to Mark and Abigail Hope. Ever since he was young, when he went to the market with his mum, he would wander off to see the big ships docked in the harbor. He would happily sit and watch them unload cargo; listen as they yelled out words that perhaps he should’ve have heard at a young age; and day dream of when he would sail off with them.
Illness was great in London, especially during winter. In early February of 1861, both of his parents succumbed to Influenza within hours of each other. Anthony had tried hard to do what he could for them in this tough time, especially for his mother, who had grown weak after bearing a child; who was stillborn, just the month before.
Heart broken, he moved in with his Aunt Josephine, who resided not too far away, and stayed with her only three months. She would do little things to tick him off, and she was incredibly strict; no shoes in the house, hair must be kept absolutely neat (in fact, she once tried to cut it) and all chores must be done by sundown or no dinner.
One night, in a rage, the four year old packed what little belongings he had and ran off into the dark of the night. He wandered around hopelessly for hours until reality hit him; his parents were dead; he had nowhere else to go. He was only four. In tears, fell asleep by the docks and was awakened the next morning by the sailors getting ready to set sail on another voyage. A smile spread across the young lad’s face as he approached the enormous vessel…
(ps i worked on this falling asleep...sorry its not as good as my one to Murderous Saints)
Then I was like "Oh, thank god, it's not her." xD