Post by jace william everett on Aug 2, 2012 16:44:44 GMT -5
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; background-image: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/34fb0ns.jpg);-moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 4px ridge #7a9aa9, bTable][tr][cs=2] jace william everett. thirty-four. returnee. david tennant. | |
[rs=2] | LETS START WITH SOMETHING SIMPLE, YOUR NAME, AGE, BIRTHDAY? Well, that's simple enough I suppose. My name is Jace William Everett. I'll be thirty-five on December 18, so that currently makes me thirty-four. Yes, I'm getting quite old, but I still look good for my age. Right? As for where my name came from? My parents, obviously. Okay, yes, I know that's not what you meant, but I honestly don't know the answer. I think I may have had a great great grandfather name William. As for where Jace came from? I don't know. Half the time I'm not too sure it's a proper name. I think it's just something my mum and dad pulled from their asses. It's definitely not the name I would have picked for myself that's for sure. AND IS THIS YOUR FIRST TIME IN OKLAHOMA? No, it's not my first time in Oklahoma. It's my first time back in over six years, but not my first time in general. In fact, I had moved to Oakdale from London with my parents right after I turned eighteen. I'm not going to lie, at first I hated it. I couldn't understand why my parents wanted to move to such a small shit town. I'd sit up at night just thinking about it and it would do my head in. I wanted nothing more than to return to the UK, but I listened to my parents and gave the place a chance. I definitely thanked them in the end. Slowly but surely I grew to love the place. HOW WAS YOUR CHILDHOOD? My childhood? Do you realize how long ago that was? Uh, I don't know. I guess it was just like any other childhood. It was normal, at least my standard of normal. I went to school like everyone else, though I studied at an all boy's private school--the best school money could pay for. I spent most of my time studying which paid off immensely. I ended up graduating at the top of my class. I suppose I didn't socialize much for the fact I was always studying. I was really competitive with my grades. I refused to leave any margin for error. Then when I was eighteen, like I've said, I moved to the states and attended college here for business. Once again finished at the top of my class. Erm, I'm not too sure what else to say here. HOW ABOUT YOUR FAMILY? YOUR HOME LIFE? My family, well, they are amazing. Most people here don't know this, but my mum and dad are actually my nan and pop. You see, my mom died during childbirth with me, and well, my father was some senseless fucking criminal off the streets. My mum was fifteen when my father attacked and raped me, and for whatever reason she decided to give me life rather than destroying the evidence of her... rape. She was strong even at a young age, well, until I murdered her. Yes, I know what you're thinking. I had no control over that, but if you want to be technical I shouldn't even be here. If that man hadn't... Anyway, my home life was wonderful. Despite the lose of their only child my grandparents loved me as if their own. Even though they didn't have a lot of money they made sure I never wanted or needed a thing. I owe them a lot and I'm working hard to pay them back now for everything. Not that they want to accept anything from me, but you know? WHAT WOULD YOU SAY IS YOUR BEST TRAIT? What do I think my best trait is? I don't know. I suppose my intelligence? I honestly don't know. I'm not coincident, so my good traits aren't really something I sit around and dwell on. I'm more the type to sit around and think about what's wrong with me rather than what's right.... AND YOUR WORST? I'm hella stubborn. Like more so than a single person should be. Once I have my mind set on one thing it is damn near impossible to get my to change it. Like when I decided I was going to move back to London six years ago... Not even my mum's tears could get me to change my mind... HOW DOES YOUR LOVE LIFE LOOK? Love life? What love life? I've thoroughly destroyed any chances at having any sort of love life six years ago when I fled home to London. She told me she was pregnant and I panicked...But I'm back now to try to fix things. If not with her at least my child. It may have taken my years to figure it out...But I need them both. I need to make things right... WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST TURN ON AND TURN OFF? Isn't this question kind of personal? Maybe a little too personal? I really don't feel right answering it. Don't give me that shit that I have to because you asked. I don't even know you and I feel like I've been more than cooperative with your meddling in my personal life. Bug off, wanker. WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST REGRET? There is no doubt in my mind about this one. It was the way I panicked and left when she told me she was pregnant. I didn't act like a man, but a coward. It was the most insensitive thing I've ever done in my life, especially since I tried to convince her to get rid of it before leaving the country without a single word. I never even sent her any kind of child support to help her raise and care for the kid. I've already fucked up immensely as a father... I don't know how I'm ever going to begin to make this even remotely right. AND YOUR FAVOURITE MEMORY? My favorite memory. Hmm, let me think for a minute. Oh, I've got one and I'm only going with this because it's the first happy memory that came to mind, okay? It was our first date. I'm not going to lie I was a bit awkward. I've never really dated anyone before. She was my first everything and I was surprised she was even interested in me. You wouldn't believe how long it took me to even say hi to her. Oh, we worked together. That's how I met her. Anyway, like I said it was our first day and nothing was going right. We went to dinner and through out the whole conversation I couldn't stop stuttering. Of course she merely giggled it off. She has the most amazing laugh so I didn't mind much that I was rambling on like some sort of idiot. By the time we got up to leave and I went to reach for my wallet I realized it was gone. I had left it in the cab! She ended up having to pay and I'm telling you I've never been so embarrassed. As we were walking through the down after dinner I couldn't stop apologizing, which she merely shrugged off. I'm sure at this point you are wondering why the hell this is my favorite memory, right? Well, at the end of the date when I was dropping her off at home she stopped in front of me and kissed me before telling me we should do again that coming weekend. I had believed I had surely messed everything up losing my wallet. HOW WOULD YOU LIKE TO DIE? How would I like to die? How would I like to die... Seriously? What kind of question is that? Do you honestly want me to answer this? I don't know. It's not like I wake up every morning fantasizing my demise. I don't want to die. Not anytime soon anyway. I guess if I want to answer this, well, not if I want to, but if you want me to answer this I guess I would have to go with in my sleep. Quiet, painless, and completely unaware. ARE YOU CURRENTLY HAPPY IN LIFE? Right now? No, I'm completely miserable. It's why I've returned to Oakdale. Hopefully if things go properly with what I've got to do here, that I can make things right I can be happy again. ARE YOU AN ORIGINAL OR A CANON? I'm an original, thanks. THANK YOU FOR YOUR TIME. Yeah, sure. No problem I suppose. Later. |
lana. twenty-four. ten years. |
