Post by noah on Jul 11, 2011 0:29:47 GMT -5
NOAH DARREN CAVANAUGH
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► FULL NAME: Noah Darren Cavanaugh
► NICKNAMES: Sandman
► PLAY BY: Norman Reedus
► SEX: Male
► AGE & DOB: 32 • November 17th
► NATIONALITY: English
► SEXUALITY: Heterosexual who has had relations with men but not often enough to consider himself bisexual
► MARITAL STATUS: Single
► OCCUPATION: Radio broadcaster, late night rock and roll
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► HEIGHT: 5'10"
► WEIGHT: 135 lbs
► BUILD: Average
► SKIN TONE: Lightly tanned
► DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: None
► LIKES: rock 'n' roll • cigarettes • a good beer • the ladies • living a free life • pushing the boundaries.
► DISLIKES: the government • classical music • sluts • goody-two-shoes • reading • cigars • cheesecake • fakes
► OVERALL PERSONALITY: In general, Noah is a pretty mellow guy. He isn't easily excited or angered and tends to hang around a happy medium. That isn't to say that he is ho-hum with emotions. Noah has plenty of emotions, he just tends to keep them all inside. Noah likes to be in control and part of control for him involves making sure that nobody else sees what's going on inside his head. He shows only what he wants to show and nothing more. Noah's a fun guy to be around though, he has a good sense of humor and tends to look on the brighter side of life. Though not an optimistic, it's hard for life to drag Noah down and he likes it that way.
Even though he had been raised by religious parents, Noah has long since declared himself an atheist. He doesn't hold religion against people but prefers not to talk about it. Religion, politics, and the economy are all on Noah's never discuss list. An active protester, Noah hates talking about politics outside of political rallies as well as the economy. He thinks that he has better ways to spend his time including but not limited to smoking marijuana, listening to music, painting, and having a good time.
Luckily for others, Noah doesn't hold a grudge and tends to forgive easily. As stated before, he doesn't like to waste his time on trivial things and prefers just to move on. This quality is a blessing as well as a curse.
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► HOMETOWN: London, the south side.
► CURRENT RESIDENCE: Two blocks from his childhood home.
► FAMILY: Mum: Gloria Cavanaugh; 53; a lunch lady. Dad: Edwin Cavanaugh; 65; retired policeman.
► HISTORY: Noah was raised in a functioning, relatively well-rounded household. Neither of his parents had unsavory, unhealthy habits and they were always encouraging him to explore things that he was passionate about. His love of painting was never stayed by them though he did run into problems at school. Noah was a horrible student, always drawing and getting distracted. Because of this, he dropped out of school at 14 and got a job at the market selling fish. It was there that he learned about the phenomena of radio broadcasting. He got an internship at 17 with a local radio station where he learned the tricks of the trade.
Noah was running his own show at age 23.
Ever since, Noah has been coasting through life, happy as can be. He's earned enough money with his job to live the life he wants which is admittedly simple, any extra money getting spent on music and drugs. He's never had a real serious relationship but has had many semi-serious relationships. The longest lasting relationship he ever had was three weeks long and Noah had called it off when the girl began to label him as her boyfriend. For the past couple of years, Noah has been coasting, not doing anything super exciting but not ever letting himself become bored.
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► ALIAS: Kay
► OTHER CHARACTERS: None at the moment
► WHERE YOU FOUND US: On Rewritten City's ad board
► ROLE-PLAY EXAMPLE: "Hello London, this is The Sandman whisking you away to a late night of rock. An'. Roll. Let's start the night off right with this dandy of a track," Noah flipped the switch on his sound board and the record started playing. Pulling off his headphones, he ran a hand through his hair, wincing when his fingers caught a knot.
Note to self: Get hair cut.
Noah looked at the glass between him and the producer, primping in the reflection. Too bad that. He was just starting to like this longer, shaggier look. It was edgy, it was sexy, it was perfect for him. But, he wasn't very neat, it had to go to keep him nice and clean and most importantly, bug free. Shuddering at the memory of having to be inspected for the little bugs, being found guilty of carrying them, and having his head shaved, Noah made a solemn promise to himself.
Never again.
The track began to wind down, as all tracks did. He played a shorter one first off every night, just to entice his audience. Give 'em a little peek, so to speak, and to reel 'em in. Repositioning his head phones, Noah turned a couple of knobs and flipped a few switches and soon, his voice was carrying over the airwaves once again.
"That, my dear listeners were the brand spanking new sounds of The Beatles. Good band they are. Now, before we get back into the groove, I'd like to take a moment and talk about something very serious with you listeners. I know you love me, I know you worship me, I know some of you wank off to the sound of my voice, but that does mean that you get to commit crimes in my name. Yesterday, an official's car was vandalised and the words "Long Live Rock 'n' Roll! Long Live the Sandman!" were carved into the side. Don't get me wrong! I appreciate the sentiment and am immensley flattered, but I had a Bobby up my ass about it for hours. And he didn't even buy me drinks first,"
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