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Cappie Boulden
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"What, with Cappie? Must be nice to have a 'get in his pants' free card, hu?!"

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Dance Hall{}Carson "Cappie" Boulden{}Drug
« Thread Started on Jul 19, 2007, 9:10pm »

The Roleplayer:

We call you: Becca
Other Characters: Um… none, yet.
Activity (1-10): 7-8
Graphic Abilities: I’m learning… but I don’t have anything fancy like photoshop. Only paint.

The Character:

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Canon?: No

Full Name: Carson “Cappie” Boulden
Nicknames: Cappie. Don’t ask. It’s an old nickname given by a friend. He couldn’t let it go.
Portrayed By (PB): Scott M. Foster
Age: 20
Birthday: September 17, 1987
Wealth Status: Middle class

Appearance: Light brown locks of hair fall into equally light blue eyes on Cappie’s face. He often attracts a lot of attention with those eyes.. They always seem to be searching for something. An answer to a question, probably. But questioning none the less. He stands at a nice six foot one. Maybe a little shorter than most, but he is content with his height. His hair sort of flips out at the ends, but it’s usually hidden underneath a hat of some sort. (Cowboys hats seem to be his favorite for some reason.)
He’s pretty muscled because he likes to work out and go for runs in the mornings. It makes him feel like he’s actually accomplished something, so it works for him quiet well. He probably weighs around 180 lbs. Pretty average for a guy like him. Cappie’s jaw line and chin are very strong as well.

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Personality: Cappie can be described as none other than the town slacker. He’s not really into that thing they call “manual labor”, and hates having to work for a living (how dare anyone make him do that). Cappie’s not the smartest guy you’ll meet either. In fact, most people would just call him plain stupid. But you know what they say, the dumber, the sweeter. Okay, maybe not. But Cappie does happen to have a very large heart to those around him. Even he doesn’t know you all that well. And if you don’t, trust me, you’ll get to know him. He’s very much a social person. He’s the dude that’s defiantly there if you need him.
Plus, despite all the brain shortage, Cappie can be quite the Casanova when he chooses to be. Yes, if he sees someone he likes he will try and charm away at their heart; only to fail miserably by a long shot at times, but others he finds it works.
His sense of humor can be quite stunning as well. He finds it works on almost any girl he comes in contact with and will do practically whatever it takes to make them laugh if he likes them enough. Sad thing is, sometimes he doesn’t do anything and gets laughed at anyway, but no worries. Cappie is an optimistic fellow. Not too many things can seem to get him down. He's very real. Very confident in who he is.

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Likes:
Girlies
Sleeping in late
Good comedy
His art
Art in general
Sex
His siblings
Parties
Night life
Slacking off
The beach
Dinking

Dislikes:
School
Working
Too much rain
Rap music
Girls that try and trick him
Overly cocky people
The concept of “what goes around comes around”
Looking stupid in front of a lot of people

History: It came to be that on September 17, 1988, that Cappie Boulden was born, along with his sister and soon to be brother somewhere in New Jersey. It was a regular home life for Cappie and his siblings. The normal fights, the normal tears, the normal… everything. His parents did everything they good to keep the family together as long as possible until Cappie’s sister decided she would run off from home at the age of 18. None of the Bouldens have seen her since.
On top of that, not being the brightest of fellows, Cappie decided not to go to collage like his parents intended him to. He said he would probably fail out within the first week. (Even though joining a fraternity did sound fun.) Thus, his parents actually kicked him out at disregard to their expectations for him.
Now he’s moved out and on his own in the Big City. Will he be able to survive on his own in this town?

Sexual Orientation: Straight

Parents: Nancy and Gary Boulden
Siblings:
Catie Boulden/ sister/ 21
Casey Boulden/ brother/ 17

Other: Drawing and painting are a passion of his. A somewhat girly passion, but its something he loves to do. Not to mention he’s pretty good at it. Mind you, it’s not like he sits there and paints flowers all day; it’s just a skill he happens to have. One of the few skills, anyway. And yes, he is often teased for being the artist he is.

The Player's Skills

Rp Sample: “Newbie!”
Nothing… Just another snoar…
“NEWBIE!!” It was loud enough to wake him this time.
“Gah! Wha- what happened?” Cappie asked, sleepily.
“That’s the fourth time you’ve fallen asleep this week, newbie.”
“My name’s Cappie-“
“It’s not on your birth certificate, is it?”
“Well, no…”
“Exactly. Besides, I can call you what I want. I’m your boss.”
Cappie rolled his blue eyes, and straightened himself, trying to be more alert at this boring job. It was his second week here. Actually, he was surprised he had even made it this far. And at a hospital of all places. Not like he actually had a collage education or anything… He was mainly here for clean up duty. Actually, that was his job. Kinda gross… But it got the money in for him. And that’s all that mattered as of now. Keeping his head above water. Staying alive.
Oh right. Everyone was filing out of the office room and on to their morning activites. He got to his feet and stumbled out of the room, grabbing his clipboard on the way out.

The daily rounds. Going from room to room, checking on patients. Cleaning up thier food. Thier... messes. It seemed like Cappie was hating this place more and more everyday... That was until she came.
"Excuse me, do you know where room 207 is?" came a quiet voice behind him. Cappie whirled to face a girl, no. A woman. The most beautiful one he'd ever seen in his life. He stood there, mouth open for a second, the question registering in his brain. "Uhh..." he fumbled for a word. ANY word. "Down that hall, to the left." There. And it didn't even sound stupid, either. The girl smiled at him turned back down the left hallway.
That next week, Cappie tried to find any excuse he could to go into that room. 207. He couldn't forget it. Granted he didn't know the gilrs name or even why she was here. Apperently her grandfather was sick or something. But did that really matter now? Nah. That was the unimportant stuff. What he really needed was that name...

Ooc// bleh. Sorry that kinda sucked. It was a last minuet thing, lol… I'm lazy.

The Lights: Are just as pretty from where I stand.

« Last Edit: Jul 28, 2007, 9:35pm by Cappie Boulden »

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