Post by James "Sawyer" Ford on Mar 14, 2008 9:24:47 GMT -5
Name; James “Sawyer” Ford
Age; 35
Location; On the Freighter. Haven’t decided past that
Sex; That an offer?
Oceanic Survivor 815, Oceanic 815 Cancellation, Family/Friends/OOC/Original Islander Or Other.; Oceanic 815 Survivor
Occupation; Con Man, though his taste for the game has soured
Talents/Anything Interesting?;
Excellent Con man
Can give out witty nicknames like no other
Knows how to handle a gun, not to mention his liquor
Well read despite the image he puts across
Likes;
Smoking
Drinking
Money
Women
Manipulating
Fighting
Reading
Bargaining
A certain fugitive
Dislikes;
A man called Sawyer, now deceased
The Others
Being pitied
Getting conned
Feeling vulnerable
Himself
Short Personality description;
Sawyer is hot tempered, irrational and sarcastic. He puts on the front of only caring about himself and only wanting what benefits him, but deep down it’s all a ploy just to keep people at arm’s length; to get them to hate him as he hates himself. He is filled with self loathing, regret and often uncontrollable anger. The time on the Island has weakened his tough exterior, and he has actually grown to care about many of his fellow survivors, but when he finds them getting too close, he often does something to tear down any progress he has made.
Any Interesting History?;
Born in Jasper, Alabama, James Ford lived a normal childhood until a tragic event changed everything. When he was around eight, his father came home one night and shot his mother, killing her, before doing the same himself; young James heard the entire thing. A con man, known to him only as Sawyer, had seduced his mother and took their life savings, leaving them penniless. His father couldn’t live with it, but now James had to.
From that point on, every decision he made seemed to be based on his own personal vendetta: he would hunt down this Sawyer and he would find him, and when he did... his intentions warped and festered as he aged.
Money was tight, and he had to drop out of school, but instead of trying for a respectable job, he did the one thing he could never forgive himself for. At the age of nineteen, he pulled off the same con that Sawyer had pulled on his mother, swindling some woman and her husband into giving him their money so he could pay off a dangerous debt.
From there is escalated, and not only did he become a con man himself, but he became Sawyer. He adopted the name, becoming the man he hunted, the man he hated, the man who had destroyed his life.
The con worked for a long time until one time he blew it all. Just as he was about to seal the deal, he came face to face with the child of the couple he was conning: a young boy, no more than eight. Leaving the money, he left the house as quickly as he could, abandoning the job.
Another day, another con, this time the long con for the big bucks. James “Sawyer” Ford spent six months working a woman named Cassidy for 600 grand. He got her involved in some petty cons, all the while working the angles except for one unexpected detail: he fell for her. He tried to back out of the deal, but his partner threatened both his life and Cassidy’s. So he went through with it, but not without repercussions. She pressed charges and sent him to jail.
While in prison, Sawyer struck up a deal with the warden: he’d help the warden find the ten million dollars another inmate had stolen, and in return he would be a free man and get a percentage of the cash. While in the slammer, he received a visit from Cassidy, who claimed to have given birth to his child, a baby girl. Upon completing his prison con and finding the whereabouts of the cash for the warden, he asked his share be put in an account under his daughter’s name.
After his release from prison, Sawyer went right back to his old ways until one of his cons got interrupted by a man from his past, known as Hibbs. Hibbs claimed to know the whereabouts of the real Sawyer and provided James with all the information he needed to track the man down and exact his revenge. Catching a flight to Australia, he purchased a gun and located his target. On a rainy night he approached him and shot him, but it wasn’t until he was reading the man the letter he had written as a child that he discovered that he had killed an innocent man. Hibbs had conned him to get him to do his dirty work for him. The real Sawyer was still out there, and James Ford was now a murderer.
Catching a flight back to America, he barely had time to deal with this new development in is life when Fate stepped in. Oceanic flight 815 crashed on a mysterious island occupied by boars, bears, monsters and a group of people, Others, as mysterious and dangerous as the island itself. This could have been a chance at a fresh start, but a tiger doesn’t change his stripes. Sawyer hoarded supplies, lied, and fought with the other survivors, ensuring their hatred... except hers. In Kate, a fugitive, he found a kindred spirit, someone who seemed to understand how he ticked, no matter how infuriating that could be at times. She read his letter and figured out that it wasn’t written to him, but by him.
After around a month and a half on the island, a raft was launched in an attempt to find rescue, and Sawyer was on it along with Michael, Walt and Jin. Unfortunately the didn’t get far. A boat full of Others attacked them, shooting Sawyer in the shoulder, taking Walt and destroying the raft. Managing to get afloat on a piece of the raft still intact, Sawyer and Michael made it back to shore on another side of the island where they were reunited with Jin and captured by a group of people that turned out to be survivors of the tail section of the plane. Although mistrust reigned, they journeyed back to his camp, but during the trek Sawyer collapsed, his wound growing infected and affecting his health greatly. He was carried back to the Hatch by Mr. Eko where he was treated by Jack and Kate, who pulled him through.
After this, he appeared to have turned over a new leaf, but it was all part of a long con to get the stash of guns under his possession. Once again he was the hated bad guy, just how he wanted it. Kate began to spend more time with Jack again, and Sawyer became more jealous in spite of himself. He had a fling with Ana Lucia, though she was just using him to get a gun which Michael ended up using to free the Other they were holding in the Hatch.
Setting out with Jack, Kate, Hurley and Michael, they were pretty much hand delivered to the Others by the latter. The former three drugged and taken to the Other’s camp, Sawyer found himself caged, Kate opposite him in her own, and Jack nowhere to be found. Sawyer tried to escape but each attempt was thwarted, even to the point that he was conned again, this time by the leader, Ben. One night when all seemed completely lost, he and Kate consummated their relationship and he admitted that he loved her, a huge step for him as, this time, he had meant it.
He faced mortality, and seconds from death he was saved and he and Kate allowed to escape, but their relationship continued to be a rocky one. They returned to their camp, their home, but when Jack brought one of the Others back with him, things were very tense.
Then it happened. One day, everything Sawyer had been living for for more than twenty years culminated in one moment. John Locke contained him in a room with a man, John’s father, but as conversations continued, his identity was revealed: this man was the real Sawyer. James Ford forced Sawyer to read the letter he had written so long ago, but the man mocked him, goaded him about his mother and tore the letter. In a fit of rage, James strangled Sawyer, killing him along with a part of himself.
After this, nothing seemed to matter. He pushed Kate away, and any Other that tried to prevent their escape he killed, even if they had surrendered and were harmless. Life, death... it didn’t matter anymore.
Anything else we should know?; “To take revenge is often to sacrifice oneself” ~ Anonymous
Four Sample Paragraph AS that character;;
(Yes, I still use the first Sawyer post I ever wrote for my audition. Set directly after Confidence Man)
She knew. Nobody was supposed to know, but she knew, and if she knew then it was only a matter of time before she told Saint Jack. She would probably tell him and that damn Iraqi and they’d all have a good laugh about it.
But she was wrong. He didn’t want them to hate him, he needed them to. Needed them to hate him like he hated himself. He had been so young when the real Sawyer had destroyed his life, so young, and now he had become the man he hunted, the man he hated. But it was just a means to an end. His whole life from that moment only had one direction, one meaning, and that was revenge. For a moment in Australia he had thought he had achieved it, but he hadn’t had chance to dwell on how it made him feel before realising that he had been conned and had just killed an innocent man.
Just another reason to hate himself.
Yes, he needed them to hate him. The only way to survive was to make sure nobody got close. But now she knew. She felt sorry for him. She knew that after all this time he was just a scared, angry kid who had been forced to grow up far too fast. She knew, and he didn’t know how to face her now. He couldn’t stand to see that expression on her face every time she looked at him. He didn’t want her pity; didn’t want a damn thing from anyone, especially her.
Although that kiss had been real nice...
OR
The past two days had been long, gruelling and contained more emotional blows than one of those horrible made for TV movies with the sick kids and the poor mothers. Man, he hated those.
They had gathered the bodies, he had drunk a beer, and now he sat staring at the ocean. It was the ultimate paradox. Beautiful yet deadly; inviting yet forbidding; calm at times and raging at others. Hell, it was like a woman, and although he knew how to play a woman, he knew there were some he would never understand.
Kind of like the one who eventually drew his attention away from the surging blue-green waters. Juliet Burke, fertility doctor, turncoat and liar extraordinaire. Yes, she was one he couldn’t figure out, and even though she appeared to have betrayed her people and helped them, he didn’t trust her. He watched her cover the man he had shot before turning his eyes away. Tom. His name had been Tom, and Sawyer had shot him. Tom had been unarmed and had surrendered and Sawyer had shot him.
Sawyer. That really was his name now, wasn’t it? He had come full circle, life for life.
It will come back around.
It sure as hell had.
Celeb Claim ; Josh Holloway
You
Name; Dimples
How long have you been Rping?; Five years
Age; 25
Did you read the rules?; O’ course
Where did you find us? ; From our lovely admin staff
Age; 35
Location; On the Freighter. Haven’t decided past that
Sex; That an offer?
Oceanic Survivor 815, Oceanic 815 Cancellation, Family/Friends/OOC/Original Islander Or Other.; Oceanic 815 Survivor
Occupation; Con Man, though his taste for the game has soured
Talents/Anything Interesting?;
Excellent Con man
Can give out witty nicknames like no other
Knows how to handle a gun, not to mention his liquor
Well read despite the image he puts across
Likes;
Smoking
Drinking
Money
Women
Manipulating
Fighting
Reading
Bargaining
A certain fugitive
Dislikes;
A man called Sawyer, now deceased
The Others
Being pitied
Getting conned
Feeling vulnerable
Himself
Short Personality description;
Sawyer is hot tempered, irrational and sarcastic. He puts on the front of only caring about himself and only wanting what benefits him, but deep down it’s all a ploy just to keep people at arm’s length; to get them to hate him as he hates himself. He is filled with self loathing, regret and often uncontrollable anger. The time on the Island has weakened his tough exterior, and he has actually grown to care about many of his fellow survivors, but when he finds them getting too close, he often does something to tear down any progress he has made.
Any Interesting History?;
Born in Jasper, Alabama, James Ford lived a normal childhood until a tragic event changed everything. When he was around eight, his father came home one night and shot his mother, killing her, before doing the same himself; young James heard the entire thing. A con man, known to him only as Sawyer, had seduced his mother and took their life savings, leaving them penniless. His father couldn’t live with it, but now James had to.
From that point on, every decision he made seemed to be based on his own personal vendetta: he would hunt down this Sawyer and he would find him, and when he did... his intentions warped and festered as he aged.
Money was tight, and he had to drop out of school, but instead of trying for a respectable job, he did the one thing he could never forgive himself for. At the age of nineteen, he pulled off the same con that Sawyer had pulled on his mother, swindling some woman and her husband into giving him their money so he could pay off a dangerous debt.
From there is escalated, and not only did he become a con man himself, but he became Sawyer. He adopted the name, becoming the man he hunted, the man he hated, the man who had destroyed his life.
The con worked for a long time until one time he blew it all. Just as he was about to seal the deal, he came face to face with the child of the couple he was conning: a young boy, no more than eight. Leaving the money, he left the house as quickly as he could, abandoning the job.
Another day, another con, this time the long con for the big bucks. James “Sawyer” Ford spent six months working a woman named Cassidy for 600 grand. He got her involved in some petty cons, all the while working the angles except for one unexpected detail: he fell for her. He tried to back out of the deal, but his partner threatened both his life and Cassidy’s. So he went through with it, but not without repercussions. She pressed charges and sent him to jail.
While in prison, Sawyer struck up a deal with the warden: he’d help the warden find the ten million dollars another inmate had stolen, and in return he would be a free man and get a percentage of the cash. While in the slammer, he received a visit from Cassidy, who claimed to have given birth to his child, a baby girl. Upon completing his prison con and finding the whereabouts of the cash for the warden, he asked his share be put in an account under his daughter’s name.
After his release from prison, Sawyer went right back to his old ways until one of his cons got interrupted by a man from his past, known as Hibbs. Hibbs claimed to know the whereabouts of the real Sawyer and provided James with all the information he needed to track the man down and exact his revenge. Catching a flight to Australia, he purchased a gun and located his target. On a rainy night he approached him and shot him, but it wasn’t until he was reading the man the letter he had written as a child that he discovered that he had killed an innocent man. Hibbs had conned him to get him to do his dirty work for him. The real Sawyer was still out there, and James Ford was now a murderer.
Catching a flight back to America, he barely had time to deal with this new development in is life when Fate stepped in. Oceanic flight 815 crashed on a mysterious island occupied by boars, bears, monsters and a group of people, Others, as mysterious and dangerous as the island itself. This could have been a chance at a fresh start, but a tiger doesn’t change his stripes. Sawyer hoarded supplies, lied, and fought with the other survivors, ensuring their hatred... except hers. In Kate, a fugitive, he found a kindred spirit, someone who seemed to understand how he ticked, no matter how infuriating that could be at times. She read his letter and figured out that it wasn’t written to him, but by him.
After around a month and a half on the island, a raft was launched in an attempt to find rescue, and Sawyer was on it along with Michael, Walt and Jin. Unfortunately the didn’t get far. A boat full of Others attacked them, shooting Sawyer in the shoulder, taking Walt and destroying the raft. Managing to get afloat on a piece of the raft still intact, Sawyer and Michael made it back to shore on another side of the island where they were reunited with Jin and captured by a group of people that turned out to be survivors of the tail section of the plane. Although mistrust reigned, they journeyed back to his camp, but during the trek Sawyer collapsed, his wound growing infected and affecting his health greatly. He was carried back to the Hatch by Mr. Eko where he was treated by Jack and Kate, who pulled him through.
After this, he appeared to have turned over a new leaf, but it was all part of a long con to get the stash of guns under his possession. Once again he was the hated bad guy, just how he wanted it. Kate began to spend more time with Jack again, and Sawyer became more jealous in spite of himself. He had a fling with Ana Lucia, though she was just using him to get a gun which Michael ended up using to free the Other they were holding in the Hatch.
Setting out with Jack, Kate, Hurley and Michael, they were pretty much hand delivered to the Others by the latter. The former three drugged and taken to the Other’s camp, Sawyer found himself caged, Kate opposite him in her own, and Jack nowhere to be found. Sawyer tried to escape but each attempt was thwarted, even to the point that he was conned again, this time by the leader, Ben. One night when all seemed completely lost, he and Kate consummated their relationship and he admitted that he loved her, a huge step for him as, this time, he had meant it.
He faced mortality, and seconds from death he was saved and he and Kate allowed to escape, but their relationship continued to be a rocky one. They returned to their camp, their home, but when Jack brought one of the Others back with him, things were very tense.
Then it happened. One day, everything Sawyer had been living for for more than twenty years culminated in one moment. John Locke contained him in a room with a man, John’s father, but as conversations continued, his identity was revealed: this man was the real Sawyer. James Ford forced Sawyer to read the letter he had written so long ago, but the man mocked him, goaded him about his mother and tore the letter. In a fit of rage, James strangled Sawyer, killing him along with a part of himself.
After this, nothing seemed to matter. He pushed Kate away, and any Other that tried to prevent their escape he killed, even if they had surrendered and were harmless. Life, death... it didn’t matter anymore.
Anything else we should know?; “To take revenge is often to sacrifice oneself” ~ Anonymous
Four Sample Paragraph AS that character;;
(Yes, I still use the first Sawyer post I ever wrote for my audition. Set directly after Confidence Man)
She knew. Nobody was supposed to know, but she knew, and if she knew then it was only a matter of time before she told Saint Jack. She would probably tell him and that damn Iraqi and they’d all have a good laugh about it.
But she was wrong. He didn’t want them to hate him, he needed them to. Needed them to hate him like he hated himself. He had been so young when the real Sawyer had destroyed his life, so young, and now he had become the man he hunted, the man he hated. But it was just a means to an end. His whole life from that moment only had one direction, one meaning, and that was revenge. For a moment in Australia he had thought he had achieved it, but he hadn’t had chance to dwell on how it made him feel before realising that he had been conned and had just killed an innocent man.
Just another reason to hate himself.
Yes, he needed them to hate him. The only way to survive was to make sure nobody got close. But now she knew. She felt sorry for him. She knew that after all this time he was just a scared, angry kid who had been forced to grow up far too fast. She knew, and he didn’t know how to face her now. He couldn’t stand to see that expression on her face every time she looked at him. He didn’t want her pity; didn’t want a damn thing from anyone, especially her.
Although that kiss had been real nice...
OR
The past two days had been long, gruelling and contained more emotional blows than one of those horrible made for TV movies with the sick kids and the poor mothers. Man, he hated those.
They had gathered the bodies, he had drunk a beer, and now he sat staring at the ocean. It was the ultimate paradox. Beautiful yet deadly; inviting yet forbidding; calm at times and raging at others. Hell, it was like a woman, and although he knew how to play a woman, he knew there were some he would never understand.
Kind of like the one who eventually drew his attention away from the surging blue-green waters. Juliet Burke, fertility doctor, turncoat and liar extraordinaire. Yes, she was one he couldn’t figure out, and even though she appeared to have betrayed her people and helped them, he didn’t trust her. He watched her cover the man he had shot before turning his eyes away. Tom. His name had been Tom, and Sawyer had shot him. Tom had been unarmed and had surrendered and Sawyer had shot him.
Sawyer. That really was his name now, wasn’t it? He had come full circle, life for life.
It will come back around.
It sure as hell had.
Celeb Claim ; Josh Holloway
You
Name; Dimples
How long have you been Rping?; Five years
Age; 25
Did you read the rules?; O’ course
Where did you find us? ; From our lovely admin staff
