MORGAN, james ryan

[james ryan morgan]

F U L L N A M E ,
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james ryan morgan

N I C K N A M E S,
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none.

A G E ,
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twenty-one, february 19th 1989.

G E N D E R ,
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male.

S E X U A L O R I E N T A T I O N ,
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heterosexual.

T O W N I E / F A C U L T Y / S T U D E N T ,
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townie.

R E S I D E N T I A L C O L L E G E ,
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nah, son.

J O B ,
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heir to his father’s business.

Y E A R ,
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n/a.

H O M E T O W N ,
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NYC, New York.

L I K E S ,
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mixed martial arts, women, sex, alcohol, singing, playing the piano, an occasional cigarette, fighting, action movies, parties, good times, laughter, tattoos, nice cars, buffets, laughing at himself, being the life of the party, beaches, vacations, being away from his father, hats, Christmas, fast cars, old TV shows, music, new york weather, laughing at other people (especially when they trip or fall), dancing, strippers, working out, funny people.

D I S L I K E S ,
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dumb blondes, annoying people, boring parties, boring people, people who can't take a joke, awkward silences, country music, ignorance, when people cry in front of him, his dad, pointless movies (Napoleon Dynamite), sushi, watermelon, fat people, ugly people, gay guys who act and talk like girls, gay men in general, clingy girls, relationships, extremely hot weather, sensitive people, when people get in his way, not getting what he wants.

S E C R E T S ,
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he’s had sex with a student teacher as a senior in high school. he wants to fall in love and get married some day.

F E A R S ,
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getting too attached to someone only to have them leave, ending up alone in life like his father.

G O A L S ,
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to inherit the family business and make something of himself.

P E R S O N A L I T Y T R A I T S ,
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asshole, arrogant, conceited, fun-loving, outgoing, shallow, brutally honest, uncommitted, uncaring of others’ feelings, flirty, womanizer, conniving, party animal, good friend, trustworthy.

F A M I L Y ,
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none.

B E H I N D T H E F A C E ,
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oh hello. my name's erica and i've been role-playing for five years. james morgan looks a lot like cam gigandet and is amongst no other characters i play, and i found this site through an advertisement.

R P E X A M P L E ,
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What was the best thing to cure hangovers? Some thought that simply sleeping it off was the best bet, not to mention sleeping all day was by far more than satisfying. It made sense too, right? Party all night, sleep all day, then start all over again. Well, it wasn’t so easy for James. He was one of the few early birds who actually enjoy catching the worms. James hated sleeping in any later than 10:30, only because he felt like he would miss something if he slept in any later. Plus, James’ eyes just seemed to refuse to open any later than that time, as if they had a mind of their own. So sleeping in this morning was definitely out of the question. James had gotten up at 10:00 despite the fact that he was out partying the previous night until about one in the morning. It was something he found to be out of his control, so he just ended up slumping around the house for a few hours. At times it really sucked living in such a huge house, especially since he had no one to share it with. Granted, James would probably end up committing homicide if he did have some type of roommate, but it sometimes got boring all by himself. That was one of the reasons James liked to party so much. He liked being surrounded by crowds and crowds of people.

Did he depend on those large crowds to keep him occupied all the time? Not necessarily. If he really wanted to, James could find some way to entertain himself without the help of other people. Now how long that entertainment will keep him occupied is another story. So basically, James was a people person who liked to be around people. Well, he liked being around people who were up to his standards anyway. Being the shallow man he is, he only hangs around people he deems worthy to be in his presence. Talk about self-righteous. That was James for you. So most of his day was spent around the house, watching tv, playing pool, and doing other unproductive activities. It’s not like he had anything better to do anyway. James didn’t have to go to school because he was taking over the family business and he got most of his training for that during the summer. He would visit his dad out in Italy and train with him, shadow him, do all the things that would help James prepare for such responsibility. And let’s face it, James needed all the preparation he can get because responsibility is hardly ever in his vocabulary. James had to be one of the most irresponsible people his age in New York. He partied way too much, slept around with different women every night, and never took responsibility for his actions. No matter how hard he tried, James’ father has not been able to change or influence James’ attitude for the better yet.

It was late afternoon when James decided to finally leave the house. His destination was unknown, so he walked aimlessly for a long while. Eventually a sudden craving for some type of caffeine led him into a local coffee shop. The little bell above the door jingled, announcing his arrival to the people inside. The line leading to the cash register lucky for the employees wasn't too long. Patience definitely wasn’t a virtue for James and he tended to get pretty pushy when he had to wait in a long line for something as simple as a cup of coffee. James let his eyes wander about the shop, searching for an interesting or familiar face. His eyes soon landed on a familiar blonde haired girl. She was a good friend of his, though they do bicker pretty often. Most of their "fights" are his fault though, simply because he liked messing with her. After ordering, James headed over to where Faina sat, a quite large chocolate chip muffin in one hand and a tall white chocolate cappuccino in the other. The chocolate chip muffin was more for Faina though. James often joked about how skinny she was and on many occasions he would attempt to force feed her junk food. For some reason he just found it to be the most amusing thing. He found her working on some type of homework for school. He sat down across from her and rudely set the muffin down right on her homework. I bought you a muffin. It looks like you haven’t eaten in years. Yes a simple “Hey I bought you a muffin” or “Want some of this muffin?” could’ve sufficed here, but this was James Morgan. Nothing was ever simple with him. No need to thank me, he added with a small smirk before he lifted his coffee cup to his lips.

[-- NIE]