Post by anthony michael fremont on Feb 22, 2011 0:05:22 GMT -5
anthony michael fremont
character basics
WELCOME TO YOUR LIFE, THERE'S NO TURNING BACK. EVEN WHILE
YOU SLEEP, WE WILL FIND YOU ACTING ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR
WELCOME TO YOUR LIFE, THERE'S NO TURNING BACK. EVEN WHILE
YOU SLEEP, WE WILL FIND YOU ACTING ON YOUR BEST BEHAVIOR
FULL NAME , anthony michael fremont
NICKNAMES , ant, tony, junior
AGE , twenty-three
BIRTHDAY , april fourteenth
SEXUALITY , straight
GRADE , if applicable
OCCUPATION , bartender
MEMBER GROUP , townie
hello, my name is TRISTIAN. i am ALMOST EIGHTEEN years young and i consider myself a(n) INTERMEDIATE roleplayer. i found this site through AN ADVERTISEMENT. so, here's an example of my average post:
Warm gentle August wind kissed his cheeks as he sat down upon a lone stump in the center of the park. His fingertips playing idly with a strand on his jeans as his crisp blue eyes took in his surroundings. To him, life as it was now seemed pointless, almost tedious. Anthony fought the constant battle of waking himself up in the morning and dragging himself out of bed only to sit around in his lonely cold hotel room. He was tired of it; as anyone would be. Today didn’t look much promising either, though he’d managed to escape his home – he could hardly call it that. A home was a place you could go to when you needed comfort and love; all his hotel room had provided him with was a place to shit, shower and shave – and the occasional meal which he never took for granted. Though, all this was great for someone who enjoyed the meandering life – Anthony wanted more. He always wanted more!
His eyes settled on a lone squirrel that nestled a walnut close to its side. The scavenger, he thought, must be lonely. When the squirrel scampered off he took in a deep breath and let out a long never-ending (it seemed) sigh. This was not how he wanted to spend any of his days – he probably wouldn’t even wish this defying loneliness and boredom on his worst enemy. Ever since Jacob had been shipped off to his mothers, he didn’t see the point in living anymore. There was nothing to live for, at least not here. He yearned deeply for his son back, for his liveliness back but it all seemed to disappear with the love of his life. It’d been merely two weeks since that night she barged in and declared custody over him. The audacity of that woman! Barging into a life she’d once destroyed! What was Anthony to do? He couldn’t deny her of the very thing she created; they created… Jacob was just as much hers as he was Anthony’s and he knew that; sadly, all too well which is why he didn’t put up a fight.
“Daddy loves you Jacob, never forget that, alright? I’ll visit you soon; Mommy’s just going to take you on a little vacation for a while, alright? Don’t worry about daddy while you’re away, try to make the best of your new home and be sure to make mommy call me when you’re all settled in.” He whispered gently into his son’s ear as he cradled him against his chest. Tears tore at the ducts of his eyes threatening to bead down his cheek but he held them back – he had to stay strong for Jacob. His free hand quickly worked open the zipper on a small briefcase as he stuffed copious amounts of clothes and diapers inside, along with a note that confessed his deepest hopes and wishes for Jacob. Anthony’s lips found the soft tender skin of his son’s forehead before eyes gazed over towards the doorway where the woman he once loved so deeply and irrevocably, stood. Setting his baby boy down in his crib, he quickly breezed over to the doorway and tugged Rachel out into the hallway to have a quick word.
“I still don’t understand why you are doing this to me!” he breathed angrily, eyes giving away the love he still held for her in his heart.
“I told you Anthony, I warned you actually. I was going to be in my son’s life with or without you and you chose this for yourself.”
“What do you mean I chose this for myself!? I would never in a million years ever choose to leave my son with the woman who not only broke my heart but abandoned my son in the heat of a moment all because she was too much of a coward to deal with it. I would never choose to let you be in his life after all you’ve done to both of us! How dare you come in here and ruin our happy household, I was taking perfect care of him before you and I would of continued to had you not thought it fit to get lawyers involved. You knew I couldn’t go to court and win custidoy over him, you knew that because of you I had to take anger management classes while my mother took care of my son!” His voice began soft but it was slowly increasing with every breath he took. Anger rose from within side of him and caused his body to shake as he stood in front of her, fists clenched.
“Anthony… this is why you’re no good for him. Quite the temper you’ve got, still – after how many months of anger management?” His eyes flared with rage but instead of reacting he merely huffed angrily and took off in the other direction. There was no need to add flame to the fire.
The last thing he remembered from that night was the way the shadows formed and shifted against the walls of his empty house. When he woke up the next morning and the fact that he’d lost his son had finally hit him- there was no getting him out of bed. For days, his bedroom floor was scattered with dirty laundry and empty alcohol bottles. “What would they have thought of me then.” He thought to himself while reminiscing. “Probably would of never gotten my son back had someone found me like that.” At this point, he didn’t even see that being a possibility – getting his son back. Rachel had won the war like she always had. Whatever Rachel wanted, Rachel got. He was merely glad she still lived within the boundaries of town and he was allowed two supervised visits a month, whenever requested by him.
Escaping his thoughts, he gasped as someone landed plop beside him, his eyes searching for a familiar face – or a face at all through the roar of giggles. “Are you okay…?” he asked quietly, eyes finally finding the person’s face, hands landing back on his knees where he now twiddled a strand mindlessly.
His eyes settled on a lone squirrel that nestled a walnut close to its side. The scavenger, he thought, must be lonely. When the squirrel scampered off he took in a deep breath and let out a long never-ending (it seemed) sigh. This was not how he wanted to spend any of his days – he probably wouldn’t even wish this defying loneliness and boredom on his worst enemy. Ever since Jacob had been shipped off to his mothers, he didn’t see the point in living anymore. There was nothing to live for, at least not here. He yearned deeply for his son back, for his liveliness back but it all seemed to disappear with the love of his life. It’d been merely two weeks since that night she barged in and declared custody over him. The audacity of that woman! Barging into a life she’d once destroyed! What was Anthony to do? He couldn’t deny her of the very thing she created; they created… Jacob was just as much hers as he was Anthony’s and he knew that; sadly, all too well which is why he didn’t put up a fight.
“Daddy loves you Jacob, never forget that, alright? I’ll visit you soon; Mommy’s just going to take you on a little vacation for a while, alright? Don’t worry about daddy while you’re away, try to make the best of your new home and be sure to make mommy call me when you’re all settled in.” He whispered gently into his son’s ear as he cradled him against his chest. Tears tore at the ducts of his eyes threatening to bead down his cheek but he held them back – he had to stay strong for Jacob. His free hand quickly worked open the zipper on a small briefcase as he stuffed copious amounts of clothes and diapers inside, along with a note that confessed his deepest hopes and wishes for Jacob. Anthony’s lips found the soft tender skin of his son’s forehead before eyes gazed over towards the doorway where the woman he once loved so deeply and irrevocably, stood. Setting his baby boy down in his crib, he quickly breezed over to the doorway and tugged Rachel out into the hallway to have a quick word.
“I still don’t understand why you are doing this to me!” he breathed angrily, eyes giving away the love he still held for her in his heart.
“I told you Anthony, I warned you actually. I was going to be in my son’s life with or without you and you chose this for yourself.”
“What do you mean I chose this for myself!? I would never in a million years ever choose to leave my son with the woman who not only broke my heart but abandoned my son in the heat of a moment all because she was too much of a coward to deal with it. I would never choose to let you be in his life after all you’ve done to both of us! How dare you come in here and ruin our happy household, I was taking perfect care of him before you and I would of continued to had you not thought it fit to get lawyers involved. You knew I couldn’t go to court and win custidoy over him, you knew that because of you I had to take anger management classes while my mother took care of my son!” His voice began soft but it was slowly increasing with every breath he took. Anger rose from within side of him and caused his body to shake as he stood in front of her, fists clenched.
“Anthony… this is why you’re no good for him. Quite the temper you’ve got, still – after how many months of anger management?” His eyes flared with rage but instead of reacting he merely huffed angrily and took off in the other direction. There was no need to add flame to the fire.
The last thing he remembered from that night was the way the shadows formed and shifted against the walls of his empty house. When he woke up the next morning and the fact that he’d lost his son had finally hit him- there was no getting him out of bed. For days, his bedroom floor was scattered with dirty laundry and empty alcohol bottles. “What would they have thought of me then.” He thought to himself while reminiscing. “Probably would of never gotten my son back had someone found me like that.” At this point, he didn’t even see that being a possibility – getting his son back. Rachel had won the war like she always had. Whatever Rachel wanted, Rachel got. He was merely glad she still lived within the boundaries of town and he was allowed two supervised visits a month, whenever requested by him.
Escaping his thoughts, he gasped as someone landed plop beside him, his eyes searching for a familiar face – or a face at all through the roar of giggles. “Are you okay…?” he asked quietly, eyes finally finding the person’s face, hands landing back on his knees where he now twiddled a strand mindlessly.
character details
TURN YOUR BACK ON MOTHER NATURE, EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD
IT'S MY OWN DESIGN, IT'S MY OWN REMORSE, HELP ME TO DECIDE.
TURN YOUR BACK ON MOTHER NATURE, EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD
IT'S MY OWN DESIGN, IT'S MY OWN REMORSE, HELP ME TO DECIDE.
HEIGHT , average
EYE COLOR , clear blue
HAIR COLOR , dishwater blonde
PLAY-BY , chad michael murray
LIKES , sarcasm, long walks on the beach, independence, poetry, orange soda, fireplaces, outdoors, reading.
DISLIKES , talkative woman, shopping, doing nothing, messes, too much noise.
FEARS , dying alone, heights, losing tough with family.
DREAMS , to one day make something of himself.
SECRETS , used to be an alcoholic, relapses occasionally.
HABITS/QUIRKS , uses sarcasm in daily life, doesn't enjoy his food touching
OVERALL PERSONALITY , charming, sarcastic, playful, laidback, caring, hopeless romantic, arrogant, libidious, outgoing.
character history
HELP ME MAKE THE MOST OF FREEDOM AND OF PLEASURE. NOTHING
EVER LASTS FOREVER. EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD.
HELP ME MAKE THE MOST OF FREEDOM AND OF PLEASURE. NOTHING
EVER LASTS FOREVER. EVERYBODY WANTS TO RULE THE WORLD.
MOTHER , Kathleen Rose Fremont
FATHER , Anthony Michael Fremont
SIBLINGS , Beverly Anne Rose Fremont
PETS , none
OTHER IMPORTANT FIGURES, Jacob Michael Fremont
HOMETOWN , boise, idaho
OVERALL ,
- Tony was named after his father Anthony Michael Fremont who died four years after he was born.
- Anthony's family was poor when he was growing up, unimaginably poor. So you can imagine the strength it took him to get through that. He was never the kid at school with the flashy new backpack or shoes but as he grew older he was able to deal with it.
- His sister was born when Anthony was seven. His mother had been seeing a new man which Anthony sworn never to call his father.
- Moved out of his house and into a friends place when he was seventeen, where he got mixed in with trouble and was introduced to all kinds of drugs.
- When he was nineteen, he conceived Jacob with a woman named Rachel Kenedy Mcgee. She left him a year later and is now subjected to minimal visits, two times a month.
-Almost lost Jacob to alcoholism when he was 21, his mother had taken care of him for a year but he currently has custody of him and is working things out. Owns his own apartment and works as a bartender ( big mistake ) because it's one of the only jobs he can manage to hold.
