Post by Tod Tweed on Jan 10, 2011 16:46:10 GMT -5
"I KNOW THE WORLD'S A BROKEN BONE, BUT MELT YOUR HEADACHES CALL IT HOME."
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welcome to Fairytale Gone Bad.
hi there, Alana, welcome to the site! so i hear you're female. that's pretty cool. no worries, we won't hold that against you. so you've been doing this crazy rp thing for nine years? holy cow! we're really excited about your several character(s)! what's your character(s) name again? Tod Tweed, Ursula Fisher, and Phoebe Templarr.. awesome. oh, how old are you? timeless? wow. that's pretty old. well, that's it for the rper. time to get to know your character!
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Hello, Tod Tweed.
» Is there anything you would rather be called?
This is off the record, right? Okay, good. Just checking. Well, all of my friends just call me Tod, but I do have a pseudonym. When I was younger, I used to jack stuff and sell it for my foster mom, since she was very sick, and couldn’t pay her hospital bills. She made me stop when she found out, but since living here’s been so hard… well, I’ve started doing it again. I’ve been getting pretty good at it, and I’ve gotten a reputation in the underground for being real good at hiding from the cops. They’re calling me the Red Fox.
» Great, now that we've got that covered. How old are you?
I’m twenty; lived in the city for going on two years now. It wasn’t exactly what I was expecting; things are hard here, for everyone. But after my mom died—my foster mom, that is… Well, this is still better than that. I get by. I normally hold down a day job, but if that isn’t enough, there’s always going uptown to see if anyone’s left their windows open.
» I see, and you're in what member group?
Uh? I dunno, but I’d like to think I’m one of the Good Guys, even if I’m not exactly squeaky clean…
» You know, has anyone ever told you that you look exactly like...?
Jamie Bell? Yeah, it’s been mentioned a few times.
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Let's talk about your personality.
» What are a few of your favorite things?
Playing; just… having time to mess around. I spend a lot of my time working, though, to make it paycheck to paycheck, at odd jobs and wherever’s hiring. Free time is one hell of a luxury. I like spending time with my friends when I can, but it’s not too often.
I’ve also been called a bit of an adrenaline junkie, though I don’t think that’s 100% accurate. More like, I can’t stand being bored. What can I say? There’s not a lot of excitement to be had in my normal life. I like exploring a lot, and unfortunately when I like to go exploring, it tends to be into places that I’m not supposed to go to, because those are the places I find most interesting—that’s part of how this whole Red Fox game got started. I’m really curious, and I’ve been told by people I need to mind my own business. I just hate being cooped up, so I try to get out as much as possible.
»That's interesting. Is there anything you absolutely dislike?
Ha ha, I guess I’m not a big fan of boundaries. Not that I don’t understand them, I just don’t always understand why things have to be the way they are. I think there are a lot of people out there who hate situations or people that are the exceptions to the rule without really thinking about why those people have become the way they have. They may not have had a choice. It makes them different, but not necessarily wrong, or unnatural.
And then, like I said, not a fan of being cooped up. I don’t imagine jail would be very freeing either, so I think I’d dislike being caught, too—luckily, that hasn’t happened yet!
» Hm, what is your greatest fear?
Oh, that’s—an interesting question. It’s kind of strange, but being caught is not really my greatest fear. I guess my greatest fear would be… being trapped, and worse, alone. I mean, I never knew my parents, the only woman who was anything like a parent to me died, and then my best friend… I just don’t want to lose any more people.
» Yeah, that is scary. Do you have any dreams for the future?
Aha—nah, not really. Now’s kind of a handful as it is! I guess one day I’d like a family, but with my luck, that’s probably pretty far off.
» Wow, I hope you succeed. Can you tell me a little bit about yourself?
I’m really laid back, and tend to make a bit of an idiot of myself when I’m nervous. Big Mama says it’s because I act too eager and then don’t watch my feet or my mouth so I always fall into trouble somehow. I have a real problem with my curiosity landing me in the middle of a bad situation, especially because I tend to disregard my surroundings and the boundaries when I get excited. I don’t tend to worry about consequences, and just fly by the seat of my pants from point A to point B. Luckily when I get into these situations, I’m really good at escaping them—but Big Mama says I should try not getting into them in the first place!
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So far so good. Now for history.
» So tell me, where are you from? What did you think of it?
Well, I’m from a lot of really different places. Like I said, I don’t know what happened to my parents, and was kind of shuffled around from foster home to foster home. But I guess the place I think of the most as ‘home’ would be when I lived with Mom. She wasn’t my real mom, but she was the closest thing I had to one. She took care of me for years; an older woman and a widow, who worked on this old dairy farm. It was a great place to grow up, especially for someone like me, who was always running around trying to find new things to learn or places to explore.
» Do you have any other family? Parents? Siblings? Extended? What do you think about them?
No. She’s the only true family I’ve ever had. After… after she died… I got put with this alcoholic jackass named Slade. Maybe it wouldn’t have been so bad if I could have been more well-behaved, but I couldn’t ever sit still, and I’d always manage to get into something he didn’t want me to. Every time that happened, he’d take it out of my hide. As great as living with Mom was, this was that bad, or worse.
The one good thing that came out of that was my relationship with his nephew, Copper. He was about my age, and I was just relieved to have a friend. His dad was more laid back than Slade was, but he didn’t like me either, and didn’t like me and his son being friends, thought I was a punk kid and a bad influence on Copper. But Copper and I—we got on like a house on fire. He was my best friend. He’s always gonna be my best friend.
I actually—okay, I kind of had a crush on him as a kid. He was the only one around after Mom died who I could get close to. It doesn’t matter what your preferences are, in a situation like that, you get close to a person. Then he came back from a month or so of hunting with his old man one winter and it was kind of like, “Wow, he got—big.” That’s puberty, I guess. Anyway, I never said anything, until we both finally turned eighteen. I wanted to leave for the city, get away from Slade now that I could take care of myself, and I wanted Copper to come but… he was angry at me, for asking him to leave his dad, I think. And—some words were exchanged. And I left, because… because I couldn’t stay anymore, and he wouldn’t come with me.
» What is your worst memory/memories?
When Mom died. End of story. Nothing will ever top that—though the anger in Copper’s face when I left comes close.
» What is your best memory/memories?
The years I spent exploring the farm with Mom. There was this one time: ha. When I was real young, I went into the barn and she was milking the cows. I went to go play with some chickens that were nesting and I didn’t know not to touch them when they were laying, so they got scared and started flapping and shrieking and I freaked out. Everything was chaos! Then, in the mess, the milk pail was knocked over. Mom was so mad! But she said afterwards, when she started to scold me, I looked so pathetic and confused that she couldn’t stay mad at me. Then we went inside and made cookies, and ate them with fresh milk.
» Where are you now? What are you doing with your life?
I’m doing whatever I can with my life. Like I said, the city’s hard to live in. I hold down as many different jobs as I can, whether they’re entirely legal or not.
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roll the credits.
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