Post by BRODY AUGUSTINE on Aug 8, 2009 12:14:06 GMT -8
B R O D Y E L L I S A U G U S T I N E
* why do i end up where i started .
HEY THERE. THE NAME IS LONDON, AND I AM TWENTY.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT FOREVER
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE BROOKE, GRACE, DEAN.
OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. WANT PROOF?
THE CODE WORD IS BUBBLE GUM
I HEARD ABOUT VLV FROM I MADE THIS BABY
- - - - nicknames, B
- - - - gender, male
- - - - age, twenty-two
- - - - sexuality, heterosexual
- - - - occupation, photographer, sperm donor
- - - - wealth class, upper class
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- - - - hair, the lightest of brown
- - - - fashion sense,
brody’s fashion sense is a force to be reckoned with, says his mother, gigi. well, both mothers are actually quite fond of his appearance, considering they had a large influence on it. seeing as gigi was a model, brody’s taste renders him some what of a metrosexual, but only in the most subtle of ways. he has high taste; he’ll never be caught dead looking anything less than crisp. but they ever-present stubble usually present upon his face gives him the edge necessary to look his age, and ultimately, he easily pulls of a fresh, young, edgy look with a side of class. he likes tailored suits as much as khaki pants and lacoste polos, only to trade it all in for factory-destroyed jeans and messy hair the next day. it depends on his mood, but all in all, he’s quite the looker.
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- red wine.
- white bed sheets.
- frank sinatra.
- a woman’s smell.
- emporio armani.
- james dean.
- steak medium-well.
- the color red.
- drive-in movies.
- chivalry.
- - - - loathes,
- drunks.
- too much noise.
- stereotypes.
- timothy evans.
- hospitals.
- facades.
- controlling women.
- nonchalance.
- disrespect.
- deadlines.
- - - - strengths,
- walking away.
- bargaining.
- negotiation.
- patience.
- judgement.
- - - - weaknesses,
- confrontation.
- vulnerability.
- misinterpretation.
- distraction.
- beauty.
- - - - dreams,
- to some day, successfully confront timothy evans and shove a stick up the man’s ass.
- to some day, fall in love and start a family that stays together through it all.
- to some day, own the most accredited photography firm in high fashion history.
- to some day, break the stereotypes and establish the exception.
- to some day, give his mothers everything they have given him, and more.
- - - - fears,
- to some day, realize women aren’t good for him and stop trying.
- to some day, accept mediocrity and live life having settled.
- to some day, never have had the opportunity to have children.
- to some day, lose someone he cares about unconditionally.
- to some day, fail to recognize the signs and get hurt.
- - - - overall personality,
- A P P R E H E N S I V E therefore H E S I T A N T!
i don’t think it runs my life, but i do agree that it takes me longer to make a decision than most. whether it’s which pants match this shirt, or what angle would best capture my subject’s innocence, i’m convinced making the wrong decision will somehow jeopardize my future. it’s not as bad as it sounds; it’s actually not bad at all. in fact, i’m pretty sure it’s the reason i am where i am. i mean, i’m happy, right? i’m happy because i’ve made some good decisions, and i’ve saved myself from going down the wrong path. unfortunately, some people think the fact that i overthink things is a put off, but those people aren’t worth my time. there’s nothing wrong with being too careful.
- A D D I C T E D therefore P A S S I O N A T E!
is that what it is? i’m addicted? i don’t know, but i guess you could say i tend to immerse myself a bit too much. it’s not my fault; i really like to indulge. i figure, you only live once, so why not give it your all? sure, this sucks when i fall in love with someone to quickly, or rather think i’m in love with someone who really isn’t all she puts herself out to be. but it doesn’t matter, because really, experience and mistakes make us stronger, so i don’t see the problem here. i like to spoil the women i’m with, and i like to give them everything i’ve got, be it in a small conversation or in the bedroom.
- I N T I M A T E therefore L O V I N G!
like i said, i like to spoil my women. but i’m not the kind of guy that eagerly ushers her off to the most expensive of restaurants, and then the hottest night club so i can flaunt her to all the men who can’t have her. no, if she’s mine, i want her to know she has all of my attention, and everything i’ve got. i prefer things between us to be private, that way neither of us will hold back. i’ll cook a meal for her, send her roses, hold her til she falls asleep; i’ll do anything. if i’m giving her my attention, she’s definitely worth it, so if she has me, why not give her all of me?
- V U L N E R A B L E therefore H U R T !
so i’ll admit, sometimes, i don’t pay attention to what’s going on, and just kind of go for it. i like to believe people have the best to offer, and that they won’t hurt me unless i hurt them. well, if only things were really that simple. in any case, i give my all to anyone around me who asks for it, and in turn, sometimes i get hurt. i tell people personal secrets and they betray me, i love women too much and they use me for my connections, it’s all just a shame. you’d think i’d learn by now! well, i haven’t. i’m trying, and it’ll come to that i’m sure, but as of now, this is how i am.
- D E T E R M I N E D therefore S U C C E S S F U L !
i guess it’s my passion for the things i do, but it’s gotten me far. usually, if i want something i go for it full fledge, and most of the time, it works, thankfully. i’ve gotten far in life, networking and building connections and relationships with people, earning favors from those in high positions, and establishing a name for myself. i’ve gotten far enough to work for myself now, but that doesn’t eliminate the hassles of people who think they still control me. anyways, i’m here because of my persistence, and whether or not that’s what you call being determined, it’s what i am.
- R E S P E C T F U L therefore C H A R M I N G!
this may sound weird to most men, but not all women, in fact no woman at all, is inferior to any of us. they may be greater than we are, actually, and yet most of us still treat them like shit. well, in any case, i like to respect my women and place them on pedestals, especially those in my life intimately. i guess women see this as a breath of fresh air, but i see it as the truth. this makes me quite popular with the ladies, i must say, so i’m not changing my view any time soon. they deserve the best, and that’s what i’m going to offer, if not more.
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- - - - family,
- GIGI AUGUSTINE ! MOTHER! FORTY-FIVE !
retired super model extraordinaire, gigi augustine exudes confidence and elegance in the most effortless of ways. once the icon of high fashion, gigi now spends most of her time assisting in rallies supporting same-sex marriage in support of her wife, divya’s efforts. still, she often appears in advertisements for this and that in magazines and on television, and has repeatedly made appearances in several television shows, such as the L word.
- DIVYA AUGUSTINE ! STEP MOTHER! THIRTY-FIVE !
same-sex marriage protest leader, divya is an indian who fights for gay rights actively all across the country. as a disowned child herself for her sexual preference, divya uses her story to peacefully rally, while at the same time bringing awareness at institutions such as schools and public facilities.
- TIMOTHY EVANS! ESTRANGED FATHER! FIFTY-THREE !
chief executive of the augustine hotel chain, timothy evans refuses to acknowledge just how screwed up his life is. still, he’s vastly successful with his five-star hotel chain line, and repeatedly contracts STDs from his mistresses. regardless of the fact that he’s been alone since his divorce from gigi augustine, he pretends he’s still the greatest man in the world and that everyone loves him. neither is true, to the least.
- - - - pets, he’s considering adopting a dog, but unsure at the moment
- - - - overall history,
gigi augustine was twenty-two when she met timothy evans. she was an internationally acclaimed high fashion supermodel and a charming young woman who frequented charity events like a fly to a light bulb. public service was her oxygen, people used to say, she simply couldn’t live without the satisfaction of knowing she was helping someone or other, and giving them at least part of the blessing she’d received in her life. she’d been modeling since the age of sixteen; it was a wonder what seven years of sheer persistence and determination - and remarkable bone structure - could do to a young woman’s career in the fashion industry. gigi’s fame wasn’t tainted by the harassing stories of public scandal with other men, or the looming disaster brought on my cocaine and weight issues. no, gigi was just fine, until she met timothy evans.
it had all seemed like a fairy tale, at first. timothy was a trust fund prince, eight years her senior, a proud thirty at the time. a fine investor with a knack for smelling profit wherever it was, timothy also frequented charity events, but with a different intention. timothy wanted a wife, a child, and the stability that came with it. preferably a wife with fame and fortune as well, because prudent timothy didn’t want to lose his money to a wife with a habit of uncontrollable spending. when he laid eyes on gigi augustine at a gala for breast cancer, he decided she’d be the one.
like any good gentleman would, timothy courted gigi augustine for a six months after charming her out of her wits at that gala. gigi always seemed insistent on remaining nothing but friends, and timothy couldn’t understand why. he made gigi the center of his world, and invested billions of dollars in the creation of six hotels, one in each of gigi’s favorite cities: london, paris, milan, new york, monte carlo, and los angeles. he named them, the Augustine hotel.
nine months had passed since gigi and timothy met, and timothy began tossing around the idea of marriage. gigi avoided it almost too quickly, evidently in denial of timothy’s adoration, a concept he still couldn’t grasp. so on the eve of her biggest show of fashion week in barcelona, timothy surprised gigi at her hotel room with every intention of proposing. what he found was a little less than comforting.
gigi augustine was partaking in a late night sexual romp with sienna lasker, runway photographer extraordinaire. timothy was not pleased. he left gigi that night, leaving gigi with one burning question: she’d been dating him?
a month later, gigi was pulled from the line at one of the most important shows of her career, just moments before it began. why? because someone had informed the producer of the show that gigi augustine was withholding a personal preference that could jeopardize the show. two weeks later, gigi was dropped from another contract with Givenchy, and then another with Versace.
gigi augustine lived for modeling, and there was only one way she knew of fixing all this.
eleven months after she’d met timothy evans, she begged him to marry her. he did.
when gigi was twenty three, she had his child, brody ellis evans.
timothy evans continued to rank in success with the Augustine hotel, which expanded to fifteen cities and became one of the most expensive, sought-after hotels in the world. gigi’s career sky rocketed, and her fame aided in bringing attention to the hotel chain. brody grew, and he grew, and he grew.
when brody was eighteen, he interned as a photographer for Versace. he was meeting with the producer of the line’s next show as common courtesy, when the man mentioned a scandal revolving his mother nineteen years ago. it had been kept highly secretive, but the more brody probed, the more he began to suspect who had been behind all of the rumors. it wasn’t until weeks later, when newspapers reported that timothy evans had been caught bribing a politician that the truth came out. among the list of bribes the newspapers listed in the subsequent issues, was a set of relations regarding three high fashion companies which had received ample donations in return for the immediate termination of gigi augustine’s contract.
in short, it took eleven hours for gigi augustine to divorce timothy evans, and twelve for brody augustine to change his last name legally.
the scandal that ensued was no minor issue. timothy was heard yelling that he was simply saving gigi from homosexual trysts when he was arrested, but gigi quickly settled the score in an interview with Time Magazine. here, she confessed her sexual preference, described timothy’s blackmailing tendencies and ruthless measures, and made it clear that she hoped no one would ever hide for the sake of making life easier.
timothy evans was not convicted for lack of evidence, but his reputation was scarred. the success of the augustine did not budge and it remained high on the list of most successful hotels. that was the end of any significance to timothy evans‘ life.
years later, after retiring, gigi augustine frequented same-sex marriage rallies like a fly to a light bulb, and it was there that she met divya khan, an Indian who had been disowned by her family for her sexual preference. divya led rallies across the country and gigi helplessly followed, promising hours and hours of appearances that would bring attention and awareness. when brody was twenty, gigi married divya and they settled in san francisco, california.
brody’s life seemed to evolve at a normal pace on the sidelines of his mother’s dramatic life. he attended various high schools in new york city when his mother and father were married, and took an interest in photography quickly. he was widely known for his mothers‘ fame, but rarely acknowledged it unless absolutely necessary. he fell in love at eighteen, with claire darling, and they dated through senior year. brody was prepared to propose at the end of the summer, but when the scandal struck, brody and his mother moved away to los angeles. brody was so angry with his estranged father that he believed he would do nothing but hurt claire, so they broke up soon after.
brody attended USC in los angeles as a photography student, and excelled wondrously. college was quite uneventful for the most part, yet he strengthened his connections in los angeles and interned at various photography firms to strengthen his name.
upon graduating from college, brody took a job with a neo-high fashion company based in las vegas, hoping for a change in environment and potential taint his own seemingly-boring lifestyle. this move was mostly gigi’s idea, but with good-hearted divya’s blessing, brody figured it couldn’t be that bad.
he now works full time for studio3 in las vegas, dates women seriously unlike most men in the city, and visits his mothers every month. he also regularly donates sperm because his mothers tell him too, and he slips up. taa daa.
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