Post by tate benjamin roman on Dec 18, 2013 19:58:31 GMT -5
TATE BENJAMIN ROMAN
FULL NAME: Tate Benjamin Roman.
NICKNAMES: N/A
AGE: twenty-three.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single
GROUP: student
GRADE: senior
MAJOR: journalism & criminology
JOB OCCUPATION: Starbucks barista.
HAIR: Brown and usually kept in a neat enough style and length. It has a bit of a natural curl in it that is usually accentuated with the wax he quickly rubs through it every morning.
EYES: blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: None to mention.
TATTOOS: He has his sisters initials on both of his wrists..
PIERCINGS: Just her ears the once!
PLAY-BY: Daniel Sharman!
LIKES: dirt bikes, action movies, nightclubs, drinking contests with friends, Pepsi, hot wings, teasing his sisters, pool, college parties, pizza and beer, photographs he can’t explain, winter walks, dares, The Rolling Stones, being proud of his sisters, pumpkin pie, cinnamon sticks in his coffee, flirting, water skiing, pranking his friends, hot dogs, blueberry muffins..
DISLIKES: being yelled at, people who can’t take a joke, leg cramp, terrible hangovers, denim on denim, his hay fever flaring up, reality TV shows, girls who wear more make up than clothes, maths of any kind, ridiculous fake eyelashes, BBQ ribs, raspberry sorbet, golf, disrespectful men, scorpions, being woken up, arrogant girls, flip flops, slow computers, drama movies..
FEARS: scorpions, house fires, bats.
SECRETS: He can remember his father’s death rather vividly, but has never told anyone about having the memory of it. He was only little at the time, so people assume he doesn’t remember it or would have blocked it out, but it wasn’t the case. Also, ever since he left for college, he has his old friends back home keeping tabs on his little sisters, just in case they run into any kind of trouble.
PERSONALITY: At first glance, Tate seems like one of the guys. He’s mischievous and usually rather daring which often leaves him as no stranger to trouble. Flirtatious, there have been times when people see him as a quite conceited, but he’s really not like this. He just tries too hard at times, but he always picks himself up when he’s been knocked down. Tate is overprotective and even around strangers he’ll intervene and tell someone to back off if he thinks it’s necessary. It’s not always an appreciated trait of his, but Tate would rather try and be yelled at and rejected than ignore something happening only for it to then get worse for the people involved. This can all be part of a guarded act he plays. He feels like he has to be this strong character because of his dad dying when he was young, leaving him as the “man of the house”. There is a sensitive side to him though, but he tends to keep it for behind closed doors and usually when he’s alone. Around friends, he laughs off the likes of rejection and criticism, even when it hits him hard. He’s better at putting pen to paper than he is at verbally expressing his feelings, but Tate isn’t one for sharing that sort of thing. Really, he’s pretty private. He’s a little scared of falling in love in case something horrible happens, so he sometimes seems non-committal, but he often regrets it when people see him like this. He does want to meet the right girl and settle down, but he’s got to find someone he can talk to or who will push him into talking first!
MOTHER: Sasha Grace Hannon, 49
FATHER: Graham Lewis Roman, deceased..
SIBLINGS: Maura Kelly Roman, 21.
Lydia Natasha Roman, 20.
OTHERS: Victor Jonathan Hannon, 53, step-father.
Percy Scott Hannon, 27, step-brother.
PETS: None.
HOMETOWN: Grand Rapids, Michigan.
HISTORY: Graham met Sasha on a crowded bus going to his first day at his new job in Grand Rapids. She was a post graduate student furthering her studies of chemistry and the jerking motion of the vehicle in traffic caused her to stumble and drop some of her notes at Graham’s feet. It was a little cheesy and her friends thought she had exaggerated and romanticised the story slightly, but it was that meeting that led to their first date. Those happy dates continued and then Sasha was startled when her doctor told her that she was pregnant. She had assumed it was anything but, although she also knew that she had done that out of fear of how Graham might react. Once the shock subsided or the man, he was overjoyed and while it came as a surprise to friends and family, nine months later Sasha gave birth to a healthy and lively little boy; Tate Benjamin Roman. The couple married when he was just six months old and both believed they were set for life with their happy little family.
Maura and Kelly came along within three years of Tate’s birth. He took a bit of time adjusting to the arrival of his little sisters. He was no more than an infant himself, but once his father told him that it was his job as their big brother to look after and protect them he took it as some sort of game where he got to play hero. It helped his parents control him when the girls needed their attention more and stopped Tate from throwing tantrums or feeling jealous of his younger siblings. They had a happy, peaceful life and things were good for the little family. They had a nice house, parents had good jobs and their futures seemed promising and secure. That all changed when Tate was five.
It was a mugging gone wrong, but Tate was in the car the whole time. Graham had picked his son up from a friend’s house and had pulled up by the ATM for just a few seconds when it all happened. He saw it all, found it impossible to forget it, but for some reason he didn’t tell anyone that. The doctors thought him to be in shock, which he was, and for a while he saw a child psychiatrist just to be on the safe side. The family was torn apart by the crime, the man was sentenced to a lengthy jail term, but Sasha still didn’t think it enough when it wouldn’t bring Graham back. For all the years that passed from that day, Tate never spoke about what he remembered, though the memory was vivid, terrifying and one he wished he could forget. It rooted a few important beliefs in him, even if they didn’t show for a number of years. One of them was his desire to protect and look after his sisters and his mom. The second, and the one that he only recently decided must’ve been born out of that tragedy, was his desire to find the justice and report it. Obviously at age five, that didn’t dawn on him.
After that, things were different. Relatives often pitched in with child minding responsibilities while Sasha was at work and they all seemed to work harder as a unit to honour Graham’s memory and to make sure that the three children had the best of what life could offer them. Trips to the park, surprise toys and gifts just because someone could give them…little things that they were too young to read into, but things that became clearer to them once they grew up and could make sense of the tragedy more. Maura and Lydia had very few memories of their father, usually having to rely on photographs, Tate and Sasha to give them stories and reminders of the time they did have with the man.
The next six years passed by with very little excitement or problems. The family moved on, fell into a healthy routine and things stayed that way for a time. The children started school, made friends and Tate looked after his sisters and made sure that bullies stayed away from them and that any other problems were dealt with swiftly. He had to protect them, after all. However, by doing so, Tate sometimes landed himself in trouble for shouting at the little children or hitting someone in the schoolyard. He was, generally, a good kid, but like most, he had his moments and did leave Sasha shaking her head and sighing as she tried to explain things about life to him.
A fellow scientist, Victor Hannon, came into Sasha’s life when Tate was eleven. She was reluctant to date him at first, but after coaxing from her own sisters and Graham’s mom about not spending the rest of her life alone, she finally said yes when he asked her. He was divorced with a son of his own who was a few years older than Tate. Percy lived with his biological mother in Chicago, but stayed with Victor for one weekend of each month. Two years passed by before Victor became the step-father to Tate, Maura and Lydia. Things took a short bit of time to get used to, but the transition was a relatively smooth one with only the usual issues that came with the turbulent teenage years.
During high school, while keeping his overprotective nature for his siblings and the people closest to him, Tate grew into a confident young man, though most of the time he had a mask on to keep other teenagers and his friends from chipping away at his insecurities. He found it was a safe way to manoeuvre through the corridors of his high school and come out the other end unscathed. He decided during his junior year that he would study journalism at college and it was at this point that he began to realise more specifically about how witnessing his father’s death had affected him. He still hadn’t told anyone that he remembered all of it as though it only happened yesterday. He had thought about telling Sasha, but she was happy with Victor and things were going well and he didn’t want to upset her with the secret he had kept for over a decade.
While accepted into NYU, Tate chose to defer his place for a year so that he could head on a road trip with his two best friends. They worked where they could to keep up the money for beds, fun and gas for the car and made the most of their travelling. It was something they might have been able to do after college, but they had spoken about doing a trip like this since they were twelve and it had been a mutual decision to not put it off when there was no guarantee where they could all be at the end of the four years of college. They were scattering across the country anyway to their chosen schools and all majoring in different subjects. The three of them wanted one potentially last blow out before anything cropped up that could possibly pull them apart.
Eventually, he made the move to New York. He had a student apartment out there and opted to alter his major to a double journalism and criminology; another affect from his father, he assumed. Tate fell happily into the student life, the parties, the late night study sessions and the memories that could never be replaced easily becoming a part of his life. Three years passed by and with a part time position at Starbucks, life was good. Now he’s preparing for his final year of college and wondering where life will take him next and what it’ll throw at him, too.
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
