Post by Hurley Reyes on Nov 18, 2008 3:02:03 GMT -5
Mmmph. Copypasta'ing a half assed app from PA, cos I can. (and sammeh said I could ;P)
Personal
Your Name: Megs
Your Age: 20
Role Playing Experiences: Little over 2 years and 38 some-odd Role Plays.
Contact Details: MSN or PM
Original Character or Canon:Canon
Have You Read The Rules? Admin Edit
Character
Full Name:: Hugo 'Hurley' Reyes
Nicknames:: Staypuff, Jumbotron, Hoss, Ese, Jabba
Birth-date: March 8
Age: 27
Islander/Survivor/Freighter/Original Character Islander/ Original Character Survivor: [Must be one of these] Survivor
Family
Parents: Carmen and David Reyes, Tito Reyes (Grandfather)
Siblings: Diego Reyes, Lisa Reyes (Sister in Law)
Appearance
Face / celeb Claim:Jorge Garcia
Description:
Hurley has curly reddish brown hair, and a smattering of freckles, paired with hazely green eyes.
He stands 6 feet tall, and is overweight. He had a friendly face and a warm smile. Typically found in a T-shirt and shin length shorts.
Personality
Likes: Food, Games, Music, Comic, Libby, Being Free of curses, Having friends
Dislikes: Being called names, being called crazy, feeling guilty for bad things, the numbers, himself at times.
Strengths: Jovial, friendly, sees the best in everyone, has a strong moral compass, is compassionate, and doesn't hold a grudge.
Weaknesses: Food, questioning his sanity, keeping secrets, Libby,
Personality:Hurley is kind and has a young demeanor. He throws phrases like woa, dude, and awesome around all the time. He is friendly and has a good sense of humor. He is also a lot smarter than people give him credit for and only wants to be loved and accepted for who he is.
History
Hurley's dad left him and his mother when he was a kid. This and his father's neglect led Hurley to begin eating compulsively. When he was older a deck collapsed killing two people and he blamed himself. Because of his unstable condition he was admitted to Santa Rosa mental institute. Her met a man named lenny there who repeated the infamous numbers. After he confronted 'Dave' he regained his sanity and left the institute. He got a job at mr. clucks and entered the lottery using Lenny's numbers. His dad came back soon after (and after he got a streak of bad luck) His father and mother tried to con him out of his money. Hurley left for australia to have the numbers explained.
Sample Post
Its all my fault.
Hurley sat in the sand, knitting his hands together, staring out at the ocean with a sullen glare.
He hadn't cared one bit what was going on since the news of Charlie. He didn't trust those freighter people anyways. Charlie had died trying to warn them, and Jack and everyone ignored it.
Looking over at the shaded patch of sand not too far away, it was dotted with make shift crosses, marking the final resting place of all their friends. Of Libby.
Slowly pushing himself up, he walked to the graveyard as Charlie has used to call it. And slowly stopped infront of one of the crosses. Dragging his feet in the sand. He shoved his hands in his pockets, staring at the cross. He still wore a hard frown, but as soon as he spoke it broke, and made way for the tears.
"Hey Libby." he said softly. Lowering himself to his knees, looking at the cross, mind racing over all the guilt he still felt. Wiping his eyes and sniffling a bit.
"We got a signal out....Charlie...he..." Face scrunching up, "He, went down to this new hatch thingy underwater, and..." Tears began to fall down his cheek again, "He died." his voice cracking as he tried not to cry harder. "He died to save all of us...and....the people....on the boat, they're not who they say they are...and Charlie, he tried to warn us, but nobody wants to listen." He shook his head, "I tried to get Jack and them to listen but - - "
His head dropped, shamelessly crying now.
"I wish you were here Libby. You'd know what to do..." Looking back up at the cross through blurry eyes, "I miss you Libby." he whispered.
Personal
Your Name: Megs
Your Age: 20
Role Playing Experiences: Little over 2 years and 38 some-odd Role Plays.
Contact Details: MSN or PM
Original Character or Canon:Canon
Have You Read The Rules? Admin Edit
Character
Full Name:: Hugo 'Hurley' Reyes
Nicknames:: Staypuff, Jumbotron, Hoss, Ese, Jabba
Birth-date: March 8
Age: 27
Islander/Survivor/Freighter/Original Character Islander/ Original Character Survivor: [Must be one of these] Survivor
Family
Parents: Carmen and David Reyes, Tito Reyes (Grandfather)
Siblings: Diego Reyes, Lisa Reyes (Sister in Law)
Appearance
Face / celeb Claim:Jorge Garcia
Description:
Hurley has curly reddish brown hair, and a smattering of freckles, paired with hazely green eyes.
He stands 6 feet tall, and is overweight. He had a friendly face and a warm smile. Typically found in a T-shirt and shin length shorts.
Personality
Likes: Food, Games, Music, Comic, Libby, Being Free of curses, Having friends
Dislikes: Being called names, being called crazy, feeling guilty for bad things, the numbers, himself at times.
Strengths: Jovial, friendly, sees the best in everyone, has a strong moral compass, is compassionate, and doesn't hold a grudge.
Weaknesses: Food, questioning his sanity, keeping secrets, Libby,
Personality:Hurley is kind and has a young demeanor. He throws phrases like woa, dude, and awesome around all the time. He is friendly and has a good sense of humor. He is also a lot smarter than people give him credit for and only wants to be loved and accepted for who he is.
History
Hurley's dad left him and his mother when he was a kid. This and his father's neglect led Hurley to begin eating compulsively. When he was older a deck collapsed killing two people and he blamed himself. Because of his unstable condition he was admitted to Santa Rosa mental institute. Her met a man named lenny there who repeated the infamous numbers. After he confronted 'Dave' he regained his sanity and left the institute. He got a job at mr. clucks and entered the lottery using Lenny's numbers. His dad came back soon after (and after he got a streak of bad luck) His father and mother tried to con him out of his money. Hurley left for australia to have the numbers explained.
Sample Post
Its all my fault.
Hurley sat in the sand, knitting his hands together, staring out at the ocean with a sullen glare.
He hadn't cared one bit what was going on since the news of Charlie. He didn't trust those freighter people anyways. Charlie had died trying to warn them, and Jack and everyone ignored it.
Looking over at the shaded patch of sand not too far away, it was dotted with make shift crosses, marking the final resting place of all their friends. Of Libby.
Slowly pushing himself up, he walked to the graveyard as Charlie has used to call it. And slowly stopped infront of one of the crosses. Dragging his feet in the sand. He shoved his hands in his pockets, staring at the cross. He still wore a hard frown, but as soon as he spoke it broke, and made way for the tears.
"Hey Libby." he said softly. Lowering himself to his knees, looking at the cross, mind racing over all the guilt he still felt. Wiping his eyes and sniffling a bit.
"We got a signal out....Charlie...he..." Face scrunching up, "He, went down to this new hatch thingy underwater, and..." Tears began to fall down his cheek again, "He died." his voice cracking as he tried not to cry harder. "He died to save all of us...and....the people....on the boat, they're not who they say they are...and Charlie, he tried to warn us, but nobody wants to listen." He shook his head, "I tried to get Jack and them to listen but - - "
His head dropped, shamelessly crying now.
"I wish you were here Libby. You'd know what to do..." Looking back up at the cross through blurry eyes, "I miss you Libby." he whispered.