Post by braden cole remmington on Dec 17, 2013 23:35:27 GMT -5
BRADEN COLE REMMINGTON
FULL NAME: Braden Cole Remmington.
NICKNAMES: Bray
AGE: twenty-one.
SEXUALITY: straight.
STATUS: single.
GROUP: student.
GRADE: junior.
MAJOR: Biomedical Engineering.
JOB OCCUPATION: Student Union Bartender.
HAIR: Brown, kept fairly short and usually runs his fingers through it in the morning to tease it with wax. Hair is hair. It does whatever it is supposed to do and he pays it very little attention.
EYES: Brown.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: He has one on the right side of his face, sort of coming from his temple down across his cheekbone. It’s really thin and it’s the kind of scar that you don’t notice at first, but once you spot it you see it all the time. He got it from a minor motorbike accident.
TATTOOS: None yet.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Xavier Samuel!
LIKES: motorbikes, football, cricket, seafood – especially herring, fishing, chips and cheese, his mum’s cooking, the TT, kippers for breakfast, living by the sea, Arthurian legend, sailing, summer days, enjoying the weather but not being too hot, dogs, Manx Gaelic, bonfires, cuddling, marshmallows, tea over coffee, attic spaces, long grass, wildflowers..
DISLIKES: snails, getting tangled in seaweed, feeling freezing cold, worrying his parents, when his sisters bicker, feeling lazy, poor phone reception, driving through thunderstorms, being let down by technology, dropping things, cold feet, orange juice with pulp, horror movies, blackberries, eating too much junk food, sleeping on uncomfortable furniture..
FEARS: snails, stormy seas, being impaled by something Final Destination style
SECRETS: He still dreams of entering the TT even though the thought is enough to give his mother a heart attack.
PERSONALITY: Braden is a helpful kind of guy who is usually the first to offer to lend a hand or carry the heavier objects in a situation. He’s been raised to be a hard worker, no matter what the task handed to him may be. Coming from a life where the dawn chorus was the alarm for the start of the day, Braden can sometimes find himself easily bored when other people aren’t used to that same work ethic or early start and cramming everything in like he is. He likes to be busy, even if he’s just at the gym or running errands; he’d rather do that than spend hours sitting around. Braden is indecisive and usually not the best person to ask for an opinion on plans! He’s more of a go with the flow kind of guy than a take charge one. He can sometimes seem disinterested in people or situations, but the reality is usually that his mind is running about ten miles faster than reality is and it distracts him from time to time. He’s a good guy who can be a little too forward at times and speaks without thinking. It’s not uncommon for him to mean one thing and yet say it in a fashion that sounds more offensive than he meant! He’s a pretty laidback kind of guy who doesn’t have time for the drama of life or petty arguments that really have no serious effect on the future. He’s not really a violent guy and usually just walks away the moment a situation arises. He’d rather pick up the pieces of his friend’s messes than get directly involved in them, but sometimes it can seem like he doesn’t care because he will just leave them to deal with their problems. He has been known to interfere in the past, so now he tried to keep a reasonable distance until his friends come to him and ask for the help they need. He does try to explain this, but he’s not the greatest wordsmith and usually just ends up digging a hole for himself. As for romance, Braden is more sweet and gentlethan flirty. He’d rather have a girlfriend than a fling, but he is only a twenty-one year old college kid, so mistakes are occasionally made.
MOTHER: Lindsey Jolene Remmington, 59..
FATHER: Daniel Liam Remmington, 61..
SIBLINGS: Melissa Leanne Grey, 30.
Nellie June Remmington, 28.
Hannah Bailey Remmington, 25.
OTHERS: Andrew Benjamin Grey, 31, brother-in-law (Mel’s husband)
Justin Daniel Grey, 3, nephew (Mel’s son)
Poppy Kate Marlowe, Nellie’s fiancée.
PETS: Bullmastiff named Kingsley!
HOMETOWN: Castletown, Isle of Man
HISTORY: Living on such a small island, most couples were high school sweethearts or had similar meeting stories to someone else that they knew. It was pretty much that situation for Daniel and Lindsey. Daniel was born and raised on the Isle of Man, in Castletown, just like the three generations of his family before him and Lindsey moved to the island as a reluctant teenager after her own father decided that city life was far too bad an influence on his children. He wanted them to have a more rural experience and the remote island seemed to provide them with just that. Lindsey just didn’t expect to find herself falling in love with the scruffy looking fisherman who sold the fresh catch to her mother whenever she needed it for the evening meal. She was still in school when Daniel was working the boats with his own father, but the close knit community life meant that they spent more time bumping into each other than fate even needed to give both of them the nudge they needed to progress their relationship further.
They took their time, established lives for themselves in the town. Daniel continued to go to sea each morning and Lindsey was a teacher at the nearby primary school. They saved up the money to pay for their own modest wedding in the church and found a house of their own in which to start a family. The children didn’t come until three years after the wedding with Melissa being the first born into the family. After that it seemed like every time Lindsey got herself settled back into work after maternity leave she was finding herself pregnant again! Two more girls later and they thought their family was complete with Nellie and Hannah. Both Daniel and Lindsey believed that three was quite the handful for them to fight with and three girls…well, Daniel joked that Lindsey was dealing with the teenage years and he’d be out on the boat until those years had passed! It was four years after the birth of Hannah that Lindsey started feeling that haunting feeling again as her stomach churned from certain smells and tastes. They were pretty certain that four children were going to push the limits of their sanity, but the moment the doctor declared “it’s a boy”, Daniel could barely contain his excitement over having a son. He loved all of his children dearly, but the girls weren’t interested in fishing and often complained that he smelt of fish when he returned from a long day on the waves.
Braden was a healthy, happy bundle of joy who was often tortured by his sisters whenever his mum’s back was turned. They tried to put his baby locks in braids and often thought he was more of a doll than an actually living baby! Luckily, as he grew older, he learnt to outrun them…or to chase them away with a worm dangling between his fingers! It was an innocent, playful childhood and he would nag his dad to let him go on the boats with him whenever he wasn’t in school. Also, with the adventure that was the TT Festival, his love for motorbikes came at a young age. He had toy ones and often said that he would grow up to be a motorbike racer, which Lindsey would pale at and shake her head, asking if he’d rather be a fisherman like his dad instead. To everyone else’s amusement, Braden would reply with ‘no’ and push his mother one step closer to a head of grey hair.
As he got older, life was pretty simple. He was raised in a typical Manx fashion, having the traditions passed down to him from his father’s side of the family while steadily moving forward with his own generation and the technological age. At school, his best subject was science, but he did pretty well in most of the others, too. The only thing he struggled with was languages, which he found a little odd since he spoke two languages to start with; English and Manx Gaelic. Life was pretty uneventful during the school years. Most of the older teachers knew him because they had taught his sisters, but none of the Remmington siblings were alike in their personalities; at least not enough for strangers to notice it. The girls often had their drama and their fights but Braden just threw sarcastic comments at them and waited for them to throw something at him and it was usually how the after school events played out. He was pretty athletic, playing football and cricket during his time at high school. He went out on the boat with his dad when the school holidays came around and had a paper route through the town to earn himself some extra money to spend on whatever he liked; usually it was saved up for a new pair of football boots.
He was fifteen and at one of the smaller motorbike races with his family when his dream for the future was born. There was a nasty crash on one of the sharper bends and a rider collided with two others and crashed through the spectator barriers. No one was fatally injured, but there were critical injuries and Braden followed the rest of the story once he was at home and with the help of the internet. It was the rumoured possibilities and the “if this doesn’t work…” treatment plans that spurred his attention. He had never contemplated being a doctor, but this was his first glimpse at seeing how biomedical engineering played a role in healthcare. He ended up spending hours on the internet, fascinated and soon began working towards that as his end goal. It would be tough, but it embraced his best subjects and seemed like the kind of thing he would enjoy saying was his profession as he got older.
His love for motorbikes eventually paid off when he turned seventeen and his uncle let him learn to ride on one of the old models he owned. His uncle was really into the motorbike racing and often took Braden around the island to the tournaments whenever the teenager had no other way of getting there himself. Lindsey nearly threw a fit, but Braden promised to be safe and not to try and apply for a racing licence. The dream of the TT was more of a fantasy rather than a legitimate goal these days, since his mind was focused on something a lot more to his mother’s liking, though he hadn’t really told her about his ambitions for the future, since he knew she would have a little bit of a panic and worry about her little boy leaving home, despite the fact that his sisters had all but officially moved out thanks to university drawing them to Britain and then destiny pulling them off elsewhere. It was one afternoon when he was riding the motorbike back through the town from a sixth form friend’s house that he had his minor accident. He wasn’t going over the speed limit, which was slow anyway, and he wasn’t near other vehicles when the cat ran out in front of him. He swerved to miss the animal, but came off the bike and skidded across the road. He was a little scraped and bruised, but the worst injury was a cut on his face that needed stitches. He couldn’t understand how it happened, but his visor had cracked as he hit the ground and that was how he had sliced his face. It could’ve been a lot worse and Lindsey acted like it had been some terrible near death experience, despite the fact that Braden had just swore loudly, hissed a bit and then pushed himself to his feet before anyone had even reached his side to check on him! It didn’t deter him from riding his bike, but he also respected his mum and made sure to spend more time driving the old car he had “inherited” when Melissa moved to Douglas.
Soon enough the time for college came around and Braden had looked stateside at schools. His idea of biomedical engineering was closer to the American definition than the British and so he figured it would be better to attend a school in America to learn everything he wanted to learn. He was accepted to a school in New York and with help from extended family got himself situated in the city easily enough with a student apartment and a job in a restaurant to start with. College life was as fun as imagined and just as tough as imagined, but Braden made the most of it with his only trips home being for Christmas and two weeks over the summer months. After his twenty-first birthday he got a job working as a bartender in a nightclub that he used to sneak into with his fake ID and then that pretty much became his life along with schoolwork. He has a place on the football team (refuses to call it soccer!) as a striker and rolls through his life with a pretty laidback attitude to most things. He's still got a long way to go and a lot to learn, but Braden is ready to take it all as it comes and hopefully have some great fun along the way!
YOUR ALIAS: KIM.
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the night sky.
SAMPLE:Pssh!
