Post by Freddie McCormack on Oct 11, 2013 6:57:43 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-image:URL(http://i800.photobucket.com/albums/yy284/brooklynlolli/x0r3w0.png); border-left: 10px solid #1e1e1e; border-right: 10px solid #1e1e1e;] Fredrick Bernard McCormack  FREDDIE | TWENTY | ENGINEERING | ------------------------------------------------- WELCOME, TAKE A SEAT. START OFF WITH YOUR NAME, HOW OLD ARE YOU? “I don’t have to talk to you. What is this anyway? Some sort of police interview thing. I didn’t do shit. I want a lawyer. One of those free ones ‘cause fuck you man. My name and age? That’s all you want from me, right? Fine. Freddie. Twenty years old. That’s all you get.” ------------------------------------------------- AWESOME. ARE YOU A LOCAL? “Are you deaf? I said that’s all you get pig! How ‘bout I tell you my favourite hockey team instead, and you make the connection. If you get it right I’ll give you a little gold star that you can wear with pride as you tell all your little donut munching buddies at the station. Hey, maybe you can even call yourself Sherriff. Detroit Red Wings.” ------------------------------------------------- NEVER WOULD HAVE GUESSED. GOT A BIG FAMILY? I'M AN ONLY CHILD. “Where’s Molly? What did you freaks do with her?! I want my sister. I swear to fuck, if you laid one filthy hand her on I’m gonna end you. I don’t care who you are, I will end you! Look she’s all I got in the world. I don’t have parents. Who needs low life alcoholics that kill their own fucking kids?” Sighs heavily “What I mean to say is that Molly is all the family I will ever need. I miss my brothers plenty but I gotta concentrate on what I got now.” ------------------------------------------------- GO FIGURE. DO YOU THINK YOUR FAMILY SHAPE WHO YOU ARE AS A PERSON? “Are you kidding me? Are you high? I can smell that stuff a mile off you know.. Not that I do drugs or anything. So please explain why you’re asking me retarded repeat questions just reworded to sound like a new question. No? Now who’s not being compliant. Asshole.” “Let’s see. Did my family shape me as a person? I go to college at King Protea, majoring in engineering. Did they ever do that? No. ‘Dead-beats couldn’t even hold down a job as a mechanic. Now, I got mad aspirations to be nothing like the fuckers. So yeah they’re constantly shaping me as a person in that respect BUT the biggest contributing factor in who I am, is my older sister. She’s my world and my favourite.” “Now fuck off amigo.” ------------------------------------------------- THATS DEEP, MAN. YOU SEEM PRETTY INTERESTING, YOU MUST HAVE AN INTERESTING BACK STORY, HM? “What is it with you people? Can’t you just leave me alone?! Fine, whatever. Let’s get this done.” “I was born one of four kids to my abusive drunk parents. I was second youngest. We lived in a trailer in... shock horror… a trailer park in Detroit after the alcoholics both lost their jobs in the only thing they know how to do well. When we got kicked out of the already not big enough apartment and moved into the not big enough trailer, we were forced to share a room between the four of us. I’m not sure how we managed but we did have a system to keep us safer. Liam and Scott the eldest and youngest bunked together and Me and Moll, we shared. Being the oldest they wanted to look after us little ones - Especially when everything spiralled out of control.” “The spiralling part. Yeah. Killed my baby brother in a drunken stoop and if that isn’t messed up enough for you, they beat on Liam and Molly hard for trying to protect us while I ran half a block to get to a phone to get help for them. By the time the ambulance crew got there we were looking at a full domestic and with the state of all of us… we got moved to hospital to recover. We even got witness protection. It’s really something isn’t it? From there it was a orphanages, ankle biting, street running, skipping out of school and getting bounced from one foster home to another.” “Oh oh! You like torturing me right? You’ll love this bit. When I was ten years old, TEN, my older brother gave up and killed himself. Tuh dah! Five years of freedom from the past and he goes and leaves us. Just ditches us. Bam. I don’t hate him. He saved our lives but he still somehow managed to abandon us.” “And onto happier things. Molly’s my bisexual legal guardian sister who had a girlfriend before a boyfriend, my favourite colour is green, my lucky number is twenty seven, I’ve never had a pet in my life unless you count spiders that creep into my room at night, we lived in a small apartment that was big enough for us, I had sex when I was sixteen, I’m straight as a post, I worked two jobs to help pay rent and bills and lastly I will do anything for my sister.” ------------------------------------------------- MAYBE I SHOULDN'T HAVE ASKED. ANYWAY, THATS IT. THANKS FOR YOUR TIME. “FINALLY. I’m out of here.” ------------------------------------------------- THE PERSON BEHIND THIS WONDERFUL CHARACTER IS GENERALLY CALLED LETSY AND SITS AT TWENTY TWO. SHE LIVES IN THE GMT TIMEZONE. ALSO, THIS CHARACTER LOOKS PRETTY SIMILAR TO HUNTER PARISH, DON'T YOU THINK? |
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