Post by Jack Skellington on Apr 17, 2011 14:41:27 GMT -5
QUOTE: “Just kill me now….”
Name: Martin Pratt
Age: 32
Hair Color: light brown
Eye Color: blue
Appearance: Around 5'6" in height, lanky build, wavy--slightly wild--light-brown hair and clear blue eyes. Often wears a collared shirt and dark-colred (either blue, brown, gray or black) Jacket, with black slacks.
Picture: --
Celebrity Face Claim: Jeff Bridges (1982)—the guy in the center
Personality: a down-to-business kind of guy who’s simple expectation sof life were thrown out of proportion when he’d been assigned to work with Theo Borne. Now, he’s in a constant state of low-level anxiety, often tired, and sometimes forget to wear his “personal face.”
Occupation: assistant to actor Theo Borne (Thunderbolt)
Likes: being on time, things going according to plan, listening to his gut instinct, old sci-fi movies, root beer floats (guilty/childish pleasure).
Dislikes: that Theo doesn’t listen to him, being called a “Worry wart” or being told “not to worry,” having to scramble things together at the last minute, sleeping less than seven hours, being forced into uncomfortable situation.
History:
A film major at Ringling College of art, Martin wanted nothing more in life than to work behind the scenes in Hollywood, marry his high school sweetheart, make enough money to retire by the time he was forty and live in a decent-sized house with a pool and a personal bar. Unfortunately for Martin, things don’t always go according to plan. After working on some independent films as a camera man, he never worked on a big picture until the day he’d been paired to work with Hollywood’s latest star, Theo Borne. Not an ideal job—didn’t even get to work a camera—but the pay was good, so Martin agreed. Hopefully, he’d also gain enough recognition to aid him in future job interviews.
He didn’t, of course, expect Theo to have such an ego. A man who marched to the beat of his own marching band, Theo listened to himself first, and Martin second. At least, at first. Throughout the course of their first film, Theo FINALLY learned that this little man who constantly berated him when he showed up late, or when he took a detour or when he brought home pretty girls was ACTUALLY trying to help and that MAYBE he should listen. That didn’t mean Martin’s life got any easier. Just because Theo “listened” didn’t mean he was as punctual as he should be. He still got into trouble and Martin had to cover his ass when he made a mistake.
Of course, Martin never HATED Theo—after their first film, the actor actually requested this anxiety-stricken man to aid him again (Martin didn’t know, of course, that as a former Disney character Theo didn’t really KNOW anyone else), and, again, the pay was good and, despite the beating his nerves had taken before, Martin agreed. He was still single, still living in a sixties-style house and STILL hadn’t attained his dream job so why not?
That doesn’t mean he isn’t still looking. Despite….getting used to chasing Theo around like a babysitter with a naughty child, Martin Pratt hasn’t forgotten his ultimate goal: to work the cameras of Hollywood’s next big hit. He may have adapted to his lifestyle, but should the day come he be given a chance at his dream, he’s going to take it….
Sample Post:
“You’re kidding me; half an hour, Theo! Half an hour late to your own autograph signing!” Martin nearly screamed, gesturing vehemently towards the now-empty room. Ooooh he’d waited nearly three hours to tell off this a-hole and now that everyone had gone home, he had his chance. “Do you realize,” the man continued, tone slightly sporadic now “that I’m the one who gets chewed out each time you decide to take a joyride? Do you?!” He glared with wide eyes at the taller man, wishing for once he’d take off those damned sunglasses so’s he could see if the actor ACTUALLY understood.
But a soft sigh and cheeky grin told him otherwise.
“Martin Martin Martin; relax, will ya? I still came, didn’t I? Still signed those authographs and made my fans’ day.”
“Well yes but—”
“So what’s the problem? Seems I’ve got everything under control.”
Control? Control? HA! This….this egotistical jackass didn’t know the MEANING of control! Always late….always doing his own thing….if it weren’t for him, Theo would NEVER have survived out here!
A clap on his shoulder rocked the man from his thoughts.
“Come on,” came the star’s voice, “I’ll buy ya a drink.”
And now he was trying to buy his way out of the situation. Again. “That’s not gonna work this time, Theo.”
A pause. “Not even if it’s a root beer float?
Another pause.
Damn that bastard.
“….Fine.” He stepped forward, shaking himself free of Theo’s grasp. “But don’t think this changes anything!”
(What? Me? I didn't watch "Tron again"....why ever do you ask? XDDDD)
Name: Martin Pratt
Age: 32
Hair Color: light brown
Eye Color: blue
Appearance: Around 5'6" in height, lanky build, wavy--slightly wild--light-brown hair and clear blue eyes. Often wears a collared shirt and dark-colred (either blue, brown, gray or black) Jacket, with black slacks.
Picture: --
Celebrity Face Claim: Jeff Bridges (1982)—the guy in the center
Personality: a down-to-business kind of guy who’s simple expectation sof life were thrown out of proportion when he’d been assigned to work with Theo Borne. Now, he’s in a constant state of low-level anxiety, often tired, and sometimes forget to wear his “personal face.”
Occupation: assistant to actor Theo Borne (Thunderbolt)
Likes: being on time, things going according to plan, listening to his gut instinct, old sci-fi movies, root beer floats (guilty/childish pleasure).
Dislikes: that Theo doesn’t listen to him, being called a “Worry wart” or being told “not to worry,” having to scramble things together at the last minute, sleeping less than seven hours, being forced into uncomfortable situation.
History:
A film major at Ringling College of art, Martin wanted nothing more in life than to work behind the scenes in Hollywood, marry his high school sweetheart, make enough money to retire by the time he was forty and live in a decent-sized house with a pool and a personal bar. Unfortunately for Martin, things don’t always go according to plan. After working on some independent films as a camera man, he never worked on a big picture until the day he’d been paired to work with Hollywood’s latest star, Theo Borne. Not an ideal job—didn’t even get to work a camera—but the pay was good, so Martin agreed. Hopefully, he’d also gain enough recognition to aid him in future job interviews.
He didn’t, of course, expect Theo to have such an ego. A man who marched to the beat of his own marching band, Theo listened to himself first, and Martin second. At least, at first. Throughout the course of their first film, Theo FINALLY learned that this little man who constantly berated him when he showed up late, or when he took a detour or when he brought home pretty girls was ACTUALLY trying to help and that MAYBE he should listen. That didn’t mean Martin’s life got any easier. Just because Theo “listened” didn’t mean he was as punctual as he should be. He still got into trouble and Martin had to cover his ass when he made a mistake.
Of course, Martin never HATED Theo—after their first film, the actor actually requested this anxiety-stricken man to aid him again (Martin didn’t know, of course, that as a former Disney character Theo didn’t really KNOW anyone else), and, again, the pay was good and, despite the beating his nerves had taken before, Martin agreed. He was still single, still living in a sixties-style house and STILL hadn’t attained his dream job so why not?
That doesn’t mean he isn’t still looking. Despite….getting used to chasing Theo around like a babysitter with a naughty child, Martin Pratt hasn’t forgotten his ultimate goal: to work the cameras of Hollywood’s next big hit. He may have adapted to his lifestyle, but should the day come he be given a chance at his dream, he’s going to take it….
Sample Post:
“You’re kidding me; half an hour, Theo! Half an hour late to your own autograph signing!” Martin nearly screamed, gesturing vehemently towards the now-empty room. Ooooh he’d waited nearly three hours to tell off this a-hole and now that everyone had gone home, he had his chance. “Do you realize,” the man continued, tone slightly sporadic now “that I’m the one who gets chewed out each time you decide to take a joyride? Do you?!” He glared with wide eyes at the taller man, wishing for once he’d take off those damned sunglasses so’s he could see if the actor ACTUALLY understood.
But a soft sigh and cheeky grin told him otherwise.
“Martin Martin Martin; relax, will ya? I still came, didn’t I? Still signed those authographs and made my fans’ day.”
“Well yes but—”
“So what’s the problem? Seems I’ve got everything under control.”
Control? Control? HA! This….this egotistical jackass didn’t know the MEANING of control! Always late….always doing his own thing….if it weren’t for him, Theo would NEVER have survived out here!
A clap on his shoulder rocked the man from his thoughts.
“Come on,” came the star’s voice, “I’ll buy ya a drink.”
And now he was trying to buy his way out of the situation. Again. “That’s not gonna work this time, Theo.”
A pause. “Not even if it’s a root beer float?
Another pause.
Damn that bastard.
“….Fine.” He stepped forward, shaking himself free of Theo’s grasp. “But don’t think this changes anything!”
(What? Me? I didn't watch "Tron again"....why ever do you ask? XDDDD)
