Tuesday, 20 December 2011
04:09:06 PM (GMT)
Full Name: Thomas Jon O'Connell
Nicknames(s): Tommy, much to his distaste.
Blood Type: He's never cared enough to find out
Ethnicity: White, Irish
Date of birth: 23rd March
Birth place: Leitrim, Ireland
Current Residence: London, England
Occupation: His first job was as a blacksmith, then he was an assassin, but he's
given that up. Now he helps the Police. Unofficially
Hobbies/Pastime: Shooting, sport, diving, swordplay (not fencing, just swordplay)
Talents/Skills: He can move around unnoticed if he wishes, but otherwise, just
things he's picked up from his time as an assassin.
Powers: In fantasy roleplays, he's a Vampyre. He can run very fast, and is
very strong, but he's reasonably strong even in normal roleplays.
Harriet Mary O'Connell (mother, deceased)
Karl O'Connell (father, deceased)
Timothy James O'Connell (brother, deceased at age 2)
First memory: Holding his brother, who was born when he was 14, and playing with him
as a small boy. But mainly the explosion in the blacksmith's. The extreme heat
surrounding him, and then black. He doesn't remember anything before that, except
Back story: As previously said, Thomas doesn't remember anything before the
explosion, but from a modern roleplay point of view:
Thomas was born in 1989 to a fairly mediocre family. He had a good childhood, with
it's ups and downs, as any, but overall, it was good. He bunked off school a lot
though, and anything he needed to learn, he found out for himself. His brother was
an almost spitting image of Thomas, and they adored eachother. Timothy was part of
the reason why Thomas bunked off a lot, since his father worked long hours, and his
mother struggled with her job and looking after him.
Height: 6"4 (Pretty damn big)
Build: Sturdily built, but not body-builder muscly, and not bouncer-sized. He has
muscles, but they're subtle, and they suit his build.
Skin: Slightly tanned, but not olive.
Hair: Dirty blonde, fairly long. Not long enough to tie back though.
Eyes: Metallic gray
Tattoos/Scars: Has a massive number of scars, especially on his chest, from knives,
bullets and the like. One from a hedgetrimmer, but that was his own fault. He has
recently (19th December 2011) aqquired a wound on the left side of his face, running
from his eyebrow to somewhere just past his ear, about 3" long. That'll leave a
Left/Right Handed: Right, but he's learned how to steady his left so he can shoot
with it if needs be.
Distinguishing Features: Scars, otherwise, none.
How does s/he dress: Dark clothes. Although he's stopped, he keeps to habits of
staying to shadows, and going by unnoticed, so blending in with the crowd works well.
If he feels the need to dress up, or down, he will, but mainly jeans and a tshirt
would do just fine.
Accessories: Always wears a watch. No exceptions. And it has a second hand.
Mannerism/Pose/Movement: He walks confidently, and is, by nature, fairly cocky.
Health: Brilliant, when he's not in hospital.
Medical Disorders: Mild depersonalization disorder. (How he could kill and feel next
to nothing. However, he could only do this if he warranted the target as deserving
Voice: Low. Obviously has an Irish accent. As with most voices, it changes. When he
wants to sound treatening, and imposing, he does it well, yet, when talking to some
people, he can open up his heart and sound sincere.
What does this character think/feel about:
Marriage: "Guess it wouldn't be so bad... But it'd need to be with someone pretty
Children: "WILL YOU STOP SCREAMING?!?!!? GET YER OWN RUDDY MILK!"
Love: "A nuisance, but I don' want it to go away."
Homosexuality: "Sorry guys, I know I'm hot, but..."
The opposite sex: "Like blokes but minus somethin'... What else d'ye want me ter
Religion: "Well, I'm not repenting!"
Science: "That stuff what goes KAPLEWEY!"
Drugs and alcohol: "Alcohol?! WHERE? GIMME!!!"
Killing/Murder: "Rape, torture, abuse... Death's the better option. I was doin' ye a
Life: "Jus' keep living it"
Death: "Die young, leave a beautiful corpse!"
Society: "Ugh... BORING!"
Personality: "Yeah, I'm a bastard."
Intellectual/Mental/Personality Attributes and Attitudes
Secret desires: To live honestly. No more secrets, no one after his head on a
How do they express themselves?: Depends with what. If it's something he doesn't
want others to know, subconscious actions speak louder than words, if he does want
people to know, he'll tell them bluntly.
Most at ease when: Alone, or with friends. (Or with a weapon at hand)
Mental/Social Strengths: He can be very persuasive, with a weapon or without. And he
doesn't back down easily. If a friend is threatened, he'll back them until the end.
Personality/Mental/Social Flaws: He can get very voilent (especially when drunk). He
admits he has many flaws, but doesn't choose to remedy them.
Greatest Fear: Becoming a monster. Killing without a need. He feels that he's lost
enough of his humanity as it is, and he desperately doesn't want to loose any more.
Insecurities: He doesn't like people seeing his scars. He doesn't often take his
shirt off when there are people watching.
Likes and Dislikes
Likes: Sport, diving, weapons, winning, helping the police with cases, a certain
orange haired detective... Otherwise, not much.
Dislikes: Animals, especially Skye's dog, Millie. Being beaten, giving up, eating
(it slows him down), children, most of the police force, bar his friends and Dulce.
Colour/s: Black, red, dark blue.
Clothing: Dark clothing, jeans, t-shirts. Nothing too gaudy or eye-catching.
Enough to blend in, and then slightly less.
Food/drinks: He only eats when he physically can't go any longer without food. When
he reaches this state though, he eats alot, and sleeps after so that it doesn't
affect his work. He drinks, of course.
Animal: He hates them.
Colour: Yellow. And pink.
Clothing: Anything bright or ostentateous. Also, he detests wearing suits.
Food/drinks: Snacks. He doesn't see the point in them.
Animal: All of them
Motto/Personal quote: Albert Einstein; "You have to learn the rules of the game.
And then you have to play better than everone else."
Most prized possessions: He has no permanant possessions. His weapons are regularly
changed, and since he moved around a lot, he finds it difficult to get attatched to
Marital status: Single
Loves: Skye Kirrin-Langkilde
First crush: Rachel Moore
Best Friends: Skye, Kari Longacre, Aaron Longacre, Salem Whelan.
Friends: Val Dulce, but he won't admit it.
Sex and Romance
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Religion: If any: PFFT NO
Western Astrology: Aries
Eastern Astrology: Snake
Personal Quote: "You're late. Three point seven seconds late."
Last edited: 22 December 2011