dallas ergo fortworth

[dallas ergo fortworth]

D A L L A S ergo F O R T W O R T H

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NAME / ALIAS : Jess
AGE : Eighteen
CONTACT INFO: PM or [e-mail]
WHERE YOU FOUND THE SITE : from mel and R of course
OTHER CHARACTERS : none at the moment
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE : over four years
TIMEZONE : Eastern -5
ANYTHING ELSE : Nope, that's it.

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FULL NAME : dallas ergo fortworth
NICKNAME : none
GENDER : male
DATE OF BIRTH : january 1st
AGE : twenty-two
CANON : no

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HAIR : Dallas's hair is pretty unruly. It's long in the back and sort of wavy. The front is a bit shorter so he can easily comb it to the side so it won't be in his eyes. He has kept his natural dark brown color after a bad experience with black dye. Dallas's hair is probably his most prized possession so you will never see it short. That was one thing he feared the most about being sent to jail, having to get his hair cut. Fortunately, they aren't too particular at Fox River about hair. He is just subjected to more searches but as long as he can keep his hair he doesn't mind.
EYES : Dallas's eyes are probably the dullest thing about him. Next to his long hair and tattooed body, his brown eyes just look boring even being framed with unusually long eyelashes for a male. Though, he is happy that his eyes aren't that really dark brown that almost look black. They are light enough to be sort of pretty and interesting, almost like a nice milk chocolate color that has a reddish tint when in the light.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES : Dallas is a human body covered with distinguishing features. His face is probably the most simplified thing about him. He has average caucasian features with the fatter lower lip and the thin upper lip and the thing nose that ends sort of at a blunt point. However, the snakebites and the rest of his body makes up for his typical looks. Dallas is practically tattooed from head to foot, not like Travis Barker but on the verge of it. Most of his tattoos have to deal with death and so skulls and things of that nature are prevalent. The tattoos that are most distinguishable because they are always seen are his knuckle tatts. Dallas has DROP DEAD tattooed across his knuckles in typical font and then he has random symbols tattooed underneath the words; a heart, a lightning bolt, a diamond, the Apple symbol, money symbol, a rubber duck, and umbrella and an anchor.
BUILD : Dallas isn't a health conscious guy and he never was. He eats whatever he wishes and he used to drink beer very often. His body is a reflection of his past habits. He has no six pack and instead he has a little stomach and his chest... forget about that, no muscle exists there. As for his arms and legs, they are decently muscular. He doesn't have self esteem issues about his body and he could really care less on improving it but now that he is behind bars he figures his body will get an upgrade soon. After all, there isn't much to do in jail besides eat and work out.
STYLE : Tight jeans, average sized t-shirts, sneakers and hoodies are his preference for clothes. He isn't too much into trends and mostly makes up his own style. If it looks nice on him he will wear it despite how stupid it may look. As long as he is comfortable that's all that matters.
OVERALL : Dallas radiates the "I don't give a f**k" attitude by his characteristic smug grin and the way he comes off to other people. He is also a stereotypical player of the rock scene, the scene he grew up in. He enjoys tattoos and piercings and he enjoys headbanging and moshing and just living the rock life so most of his choices in his appearance reflects that style.
AVATAR CLAIM : oliver sykes

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LIKES : girls, sex, beer, hallucinogens, cannabis, tattoos, piercings, new sneakers, drawing, music, the feel of stretching when you just wake up, the tingles that travel down your spine when someone is playing with your hair, the dark, nighttime, halloween, death, skulls, spirits, vampires, action movies, fast food, brownies, barbecue potato chips, sharpie markers, finger paint, whipped cream, ice cream, partying, dogs, writing, thinking and reminiscing, adam sandler movies, horror movies
DISLIKES : love, pain, soft people, not having money, heroin and coke, christmas, jesus/religion, the color yellow, female vocalists, crappy ass music like paramore and tokio hotel, arguing, feeling inferior, jail, being blamed for nuts he didn't do, morning breath, homosexuals, marriage, children, the smell of sour milk, any high pitched sound, whiners and complainers
SEXUAL ORIENTATION : straight
FEARS : Dallas fears that he will never get out of jail, that he will never get to see his family and friends again, that he will never get to drink a beer again or sleep in HIS bed because he was blamed for something he didn't do.
Dallas also fears getting the death penalty because this is the last place he wants to die, especially when he has so many more years ahead of him.
He fears that his family will never come visit him because of how bad he f**ked up.
He fears that he will never find the right girl for him or he just fears that he isn't fit to be with anyone.
THE OFFENCE : resisting arrest, drug possession with intent to sell, possession of a gun without a license and accomplice to homicide
OVERALL PERSONALITY :
HARD-HEADED;; Dallas is very much a "my way or the highway" guy. He doesn't give a f**k if he is locked up and isn't at the liberty to be mouthy. If it's not want he wants to do, he's not going to do it. Because of this, he can become entirely difficult to get along with but if you do he is probably the coolest guy you will know. When it comes to his family and his friends, he is willing to bend a bit more to satisfy them, but not completely. He really cannot give up his mind or his independence, it's the only thing that kept him sane.

SILLY;; Despite his hard-headed nature, you will find him quite often being the jokester of the group. He will be the first guy to streak through Fox River or pull pranks on April Fool's Day. When he doesn't feel like taking things seriously, he won't and because of this he can either become quite the entertainment or the annoyance in a given situation. He just feels that life shouldn't be taken for granted and a lot of his best memories and times he had with people were when he was f**king around with them.

FUN;; He really is just a fun guy. He will find anything to do, even if there is really nothing to do and it isn't unusual to find him breaking into girl's fitting rooms to take a quick peek. Usually his fun is at the expense of others and had no problem bullying some kids around but sometimes he had fun influencing the little kids in his neighborhood to do nuts that isn't exactly the best for them. However, don't take what he says or does too much to heart because a lot of the time he doesn't mean it and only does it for his own amusement.

VENGEFUL;; If you do something to him you better bet that he will get back at you one way or another. Even being a jokester, he lets his anger get the best of him and on more than one occasion he has screwed people over because they pissed him off. The great thing for him is that he never feels any remorse. He is the type that can be pissed off to no end but will still give you a sweet smile while his mind is already racing with plans to get back at you.

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HOMETOWN : chicago
WEALTH : wealthy
PARENTS :
Erik David Fortworth [45] Surgeon
Angelina Sara Fortworth [43] Secretary
SIBLINGS :
Boston Matthieu Fortworth [20] College Student (brother)
Salem Dorian Fortworth [18] High School Student (brother)
CHILDREN : none
PETS : Dallas had a black eyed leucistic ball python that he named Igor.
HISTORY : Dallas doesn't have a sob story. He wasn't born to unfit parents and he wasn't beaten as a child. He can't even say that he had a horrible relationship with his brothers because that isn't true. Dallas was born to two very stable parents who spoiled him and their other children rotten. He got whatever he asked for and despite his father's hectic working schedule, both of his parents went to every parent teacher meeting that he had. Although, Dallas, for some reason, was the most trouble out of the boys. He was just a natural trouble maker and usually it wasn't even on purpose. He just became acquainted with the wrong people.

Dallas was an average student all throughout his school years. He did his homework when he wanted, which wasn't very often, but he showed up for class and participated and got good grades on his exams. Really, no teacher had a problem with him. He even graduated on time and was in the upper half of his class. It wasn't until after graduation that he started having problems. Having nothing else to preoccupy his time, Dallas started going out late at night to party with his friends, not coming back to the early hours of the morning and waking up in the evening to start the process all over again. His parents only tolerated his behavior so long before they forced him to get a job.

"Hi I'm Dallas, can I take your order?" plagued him multiple times each day for about a month until he quit his job at one of the local diners. His parents weren't impressed and they even suggested he go to college but Dallas didn't want to go and furthermore, he didn't know what he wanted to do with his life. He slowly resorted back into his partying habits. However, this time things got worse because he started to get involved with girls and he eventually got one pregnant. In the end, the girl got an abortion because she wasn't fit to be a parent and neither was he. For a time after that scare, Dallas reigned in his behavior and started working again. He wanted to save up for an apartment this time so he could move out and that way he wouldn't have to hear his parents nag him all of the time.

Dallas got his wish and leased out a small but suitable apartment in inner city Chicago. For one, it wasn't a good atmosphere for him because it was party time all of the time there and it was a little too expensive. He ended up getting fired from his job because of consistently showing up late and while he begged with his landlord to give him a break and give him more time to pay rent, his landlord took no sympathy on Dallas. Sure, he could have called up his parents and asked for money but he didn't want that disappointment from them hanging over his head yet again so his friends gave him a proposition... sell drugs.

He knew it wasn't a good idea and just the thought scared him because he wasn't that type of person but he had no other option because no one was looking to hire a guy with his work record so far. At first he started off simple, like every other dealer, with just weed. Dallas was okay with that because it really didn't pose any threat to him but then they started giving him bigger nuts, nuts that he didn't even take himself. Honestly, he was frightened because he knew how people got around that stuff and as it all pans out, he had a reason to be frightened.

Dallas and a few friends took a trip out of state to pick up a nice supply being dealt out of an unfamiliar city to him. All of them were packing because they knew that if they f**ked up and they had no protection on them they wouldn't be going back to Chicago. Everything went fine at first; the guys were grabbing the bags and putting them in the trunk but then all of a sudden an argument broke out between the supplier and one of his friends. Even to this day he can't remember what happened because it was so quick but it was that minute that set him up for life. When everything cleared and calmed down, the supplier was in a pool of his own blood, a bullet through his head and his friend was standing there with the gun drawn.

Of course, they grabbed the rest of the supply and booked it, hoping no one would find them. They had just got across the boundary line into Chicago when a police officer pulled them over on the highway and arrested every single one of them. Dallas honestly didn't think his offense would be that horrible. After all, what could they really get him on? Then they tacked accomplice to a homicide on his record and he knew he was screwed. No amount of community service would get him out of this one. He was immediately taken back to the city in which the crime was committed and placed in Fox River.

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PRISONER STATUS: i guess general population
READ THE RULES : duh.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE :

Dahlia knew even as she was texting Colton that what she was doing was wrong, what she was proposing was wrong. She knew she should have just ditched him and went to Brogan's. At least she could trust him and least she knew what to expect being around him. Colton was one of her co-workers and not exactly one of her friends. She wouldn't trust him with anything and yet she was proposing they get drunk together. It wasn't smart but Brogan and Tayla pushed her to do it. The way they were talking to each other made her sick and she would have been lying if she said she wasn't pissed. That was the only reason she opened her Jack Daniels to begin with. However, things escalated and the sexual tension that was there between her and Colton and become undeniable. She just needed someone to hang out with and unfortunately he came to her aid first.

After his last text, she deleted all of the text messages out of her phone and slid it into her jeans pocket. She sat there for a few moments, staring at the wall in doubt before she finally pushed herself off of the couch and walked over to her closet, pulling out a red trench coat to match her outfit. Once she grabbed her keys she was out the door and in her car, driving to the nearest liquor store. She knew she wanted some more Jack, nothing was more refreshing than the good ol' number seven. However, she wasn't exactly sure what to get him. She was a woman that didn't go for cheap things and she wasn't going to buy him cheap booze. Cheap booze usually meant it didn't go down so well and made the drinking kind of unenjoyable.

She parked her car and walked into the store and after a few minutes walking around she grabbed a bottle of Jack for her, a bottle of Smirnoff vodka, and a bottle of Bacardi 151 which was fortunately still legal in this area. Sure 151 tasted like nuts but it was the quickest route to getting f**ked up and she wanted to be wasted. She walked up to the counter and paid for the liquor, grabbing the bottles after the cashier placed them in brown paper bags.

Back it was in her car but it only took a few more moments before she was in front of his place. She easily parked her car out front, switched the car off and put her keys in her pocket before grabbing the bottles and walking up to his place. Even though he told her to just come in she gave a warning knock before opening the door. Thankfully he was just inside in the living room; she didn't want to have to go looking for him. After closing the door behind her, she walked over to him and handed him the bags. "I got Smirnoff, Bacardi 151 and some Jack. Don't worry about paying for it. You'll just buy next time," she stated as she pulled off her jacket and placed it on the couch, watching him. Finally, she sat down next to him and gave him a small smile before she grabbed the bottle of Jack and unscrewed the cap, downing a bit of it before pulling the bottle from her lips. "I hope those are good enough choices for you, babe. Just take it easy on the 151," she warned, not wanting him to go overboard with it.

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[Mitchell MAYER]

Accepted Jess!!