Post by Staff on Sept 22, 2011 21:15:29 GMT -6
Alan Connor
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Full Name: Alan Xavier Connor
Age: 25
Sex: Male
Date of Birth: April 12th
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Location: Richmond
Occupation: Store Manager
Morality: Good
Faction: Werewolf
Celebrity Claim Ventimiglia, Milo
Other Characters: N/A
Sequence: Nice Try
Personality
Alan is a fiercely determined person. He has incredible focus and is able to achieve most anything he sets his mind to. But that is not to say he isn't able to have fun. One of Alan's favorite things to do is play baseball. Ever since he was a kid he loved the feeling of hitting a homer, or at least imagined loving it as he wasn't terribly good. He can sometimes have goofy sense of humor but is otherwise focused enough to get the job done well. In addition, Alan in incredibly strong in logical thinking. His acute sense of planning and calculating makes some question if he has a micro chip implanted in his head.
Likes
• Rock Music
• Action Movies
• Baseball
• Hiking
• Playing Piano
Dislikes
• Cloudy Weather
• Loud Children
• Laziness
• Doing Laundry
• Cats
Strengths
• Logical
• Focused
• Determined
• Controls Emotions Well
• Doesn't Get Attached
Weaknesses
• Allergic to Cinnamon
• Workaholic
• Easily Drunk
• Poor Handwriting
• Aggressive Driver
Skills
• Lock Picking
• Pin Pointing Origin of Odors
• Piano Player
Appearance
Alan has short brown hair, and green eyes with a crown of hazel around the iris. At 6' 1" and 160 lbs, Alan has an average build. He has a fair complexion and is fairly toned physically. As his job demands it, Alan is usually in an button down or collared shirt with slacks and loafers. However when he is dressed causally he is comfortable in a sweatshirt and jeans.
History
Alan Xavier Connor was born to Olivia and Michael Connor on April 12th in Seattle, Washington. He was the youngest of two children, his older brother being Jordan. The two of them would constantly tease and torment each other, so much they can get on each others nerves even today.
Alan spent most of his youth growing up in the suburbs of Seattle. It was there that he learned to love baseball and aspired to join the major leagues as an adult. But of course due to his poor hand-eye coordination, those dreams faded away when he struck out every time in little league baseball. Still he remained a devoted fan all his life, even when his mother forced him into pianos lessons which he played well at.
Alan preformed well in school and in tenth grade found his first love, Julia Cromwell. The two dated for a few months before he realized she was cheating on him with his best friend (who last time he heard was working in postal delivery service). He was heart broken but eventually got over it though he tended to stay distant emotionally from others in future relationships. However once he met his girlfriend Trisha McArthur in college, he found his heart open up once more.
Alan was an excellent student in mathematics which earned him high approval from all his teachers. After being accepted to Ohio State, Alan majored in business and met Trisha along the way. A year later he moved with her to her home town in Richmond where he landed a job as store manager for a large furniture outlet.
Mother: Olivia Connor, 53, Housewife, Married
Father: Michael Connor, 57, Stock Broker, Married
Siblings: Jordan Connor, 26, Accountant, Single
Spouse: N/A
Significant Others: Trisha McArthur, 21, Dating, Girlfriend
Example Role Play
(Note: Werewolves CANNOT sample role play as werewolves in their application. They must complete at least TWO quality threads before they may be allowed to be bitten. This is to ensure proper character development and act as practice before beginning any real plots you may have planned.)
Alan sighed as he stared at his clip board. The numbers just weren't adding up. Somehow, an employee had miscounted stocked inventory and he was currently three sofas and six dining tables short of what the store ordered. He knew if he didn't find who was responsible soon it would come down on him.
He ran his fingers through his thick brown hair as he examined the numbers. He heard the door swing open behind him as a voice emerged in his office.
"You wanted to see me?" a man in his early thirties popped his head through the threshold.
It was Alan's assistant manager, David, "Yeah I did. Close the door." Alan said. David complied and stood there with his hands in his pockets "Have you seen these numbers?"
"Not yet, Eric counted inventory this week." David said.
"Do you know how ridiculously off this is from what we ordered?" Alan asked, "Thousands of dollars of merchandise missing and we can't seem to find what happened to it."
David looked at him, "Like I said, Eric took inventory—"
"He said he gave you the list to help him add things up."
"Eric is a lazy shlub who got his position by making others do his work."
"That doesn't explain all the missing stock, David. If we don't get this settled, corporate will be all over my ass and just might take it out of my pay check. You think I can handle this all right now? I have more important things to do than keep track of you two and your responsibilities."
"Alright," David crossed his arms at his boss sitting in his chair, "what's going on with you?"
"Nothing," Alan said and he placed his clipboard on his desk. He sighed, "I'm sorry, I'm just dealing with a lot of issues right now."
"Like what? Vent, that's want co-workers do. Gossip about their personal lives."
Sometimes Alan forgot David was his friend, being in a management position often made him forget he had a life outside work, which was part of the problem.
"It was stupid, my fault maybe. Trisha thinks I'm working too much, not enough time at home with her. And it's not really like I have much of a choice with all these other idiots I have to deal with. You've seen me stay later than usual trying to get calls through to corporate and with our accountant quitting I've had to pick up the slack with all the finances, it's all just a nightmare."
David narrowed his eyes as he thought to himself. "You know what you need?" he said, "A vacation. Three days. You, me, up somewhere in the hills hiking."
"What?" Alan asked.
"You're overworked, Alan. You need some time off. From work, from home. You used to love hiking."
Alan sighed, "But when am I gonna find time to do all this? I can't just drop everything and leave, I'm manager."
"We'll leave thus weekend, nice place down the highway. Near one of those small towns. We can leave Jessica and Eric in charge, or well I guess mainly Jessica. But still, it would be nice to see how they run things, plus you'll have some time off."
"I don't know." Alan said. The offer was tempting, but he knew he had a lot of commitments here he needed to make sure were taken care of. Still, it would be nice to get away for a while.
"Come on, remember back in college the summer after sophomore year we went climbing in Vermont? I was with that Natalie girl."
"You almost pushed all three of us off the face of the mountain when you tripped." Alan said.
"And the reason why you remember it is because you enjoyed it. When's the last one you had fun?"
Alan sighed again. Really what was the harm in taking off a few days and giving his mind and body a break? He thought for a moment, "Alright, but remember we still have obligations to take care of."
"Nice," David grinned, "I'll let Jessica and Eric know. And don't plan on bringing any work because we are bringing camping gear."
Alan rolled his eyes as his friend walked out of his office but he hid his excitement well. Sure he didn't like suddenly running off on a vacation when there was work to do, but hey, he felt he had earned a break. He just wondered how Trisha would take it. Still, at least he could look forward to a few days of nothing but rocks and nature to clear his head.