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JORDANANDREWDREDD

"i've said it once, i've said it twice, i've said it a thousand f***ing time, that i'm okay that i'm fine

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BASIC
FULL NAME:Jordan Andrew Dredd
NICKNAMES:Jordy, J-dog
AGE:21
GRADE&orOCCUPATION:drop out, mechanic at Scott Motors

APPEARANCE
HAIR COLOR&STYLE:Dark Brown, Bieberesque.
EYE COLOR:Hazel
SPECIAL MARKINGS:A lot of tattoos and a lip ring that he wears on occasion. He has a scar on the right side of his back, just below his ribs where his ex girlfriend tried to stab him
GENERAL DESCRIPTION:Well for a twenty one year old he is average on looks, nothing astonishing like those blue eyed, chiseled faced models in the magazines that all the girls drool over. Jordan is simply average, with his high cheek bones, set jaw, and round noes. His forehead showing the slightest hint of worry lines, his eyes all ready sporting laughing lines, of course only when you really get this boy in stitches. Then there is his smile, that pulls his pouty lips up slowly when you say something that really moves him; or his cat like grin when he thinks he is being cute.

He is tall, nearly six feet, with a lanky body to match, with an undertone of muscles; they're hidden under all of the tattoos that seem to distract anyone who can get his clothes off. For having such a lanky body he has surprisingly broad shoulders that almost distract from how slim the boy is. Jordan doesn't have a rugged sex appeal, more-so subtly sexy, in the way that he carries himself:with strong fluid movements, he had an almost cat like grace.

His style is that of a man that is clearly stuck in his high school stoner phase, though he has not been in high school since he was eighteen and he rarely ever his time to smoke. He prefers graphic and band t-shirts, the colour doesn't matter much, though you'll probably find him wearing darker colours because stains don't show up as much. Dark skinny jeans, skater shoes and a sweater of some sort can be found in his normal day attire as well. Combine that with his floppy, bedhaed inspired hair then this boy could easily be mistaken for some kid in a local rock band. The only thing that throws off the whole look is the childs backpack that he usually has, which is filled with all sorts of goodies for his son.
PLAY-BY: oliver sykes

PERSONALIY
LIKES:

• Taking care of his son
  
• Smoking Pot
  
• Tattoos
  
• Drawing
  
• Basketball
  
• Eating Fruit
  
• Soup
  
• Bowling
  
• Listening to music
  
• Working on cars
  
• Camping
  
• Texas Hold 'em
  
• Family Values
  

DISLIKES:

• Pumpkin Pie.
  
• Fish.
  
• Cauliflower.
  
• People who cheat on their significant other.
  
• The colour brown.
  
• People who are too up tight.
  
• His ex-girlfriend/his sons mother
  
• Swimming Pools.
  
• Being inside too long.
  
• Bullies
  
• Unnecessary fighting.
  
• People who talk in a "baby" voice.
  
• People who abuse their authority
  

FEARS:

• Drowning
  
• His ex girlfriend
  
• Loosing his son/ not being able to properly provide for his son
  
• Loosing his job
  
• Love
  

AMBITIONS:

• Go back and take grade 12 english so he can graduate high school
  
• Own his own mechanics garage one day
  
• Eventually settle down and live the 'american apple pie life'
  

PET PEEVES:

• when people just assume that he is just a stupid pot head
  
• When people give him pity looks when he is out with his son
  

PERSONALITY: Jordan is a bit of a child, mixed with a hint of responsible adult, a sprinkle of the womanzizing trait, a dash of the people-pleasing ingredient, all topped off with a big C for being cowardly when it comes to his feelings. He is quick with a joke when someone starts narrowing in on his feelings in order to turn the conversation around, but don't think that he wont be quick to be a jerk to you if it means not talking about his feelings.

Jordan is mostly a laid back guy, easily approachable and loves to make friends, he figures the more the merrier. Once you earn his trust, which is pretty easy to do, then you can ask him to do anything for you and you can bet dollars to doughnuts that he'll do it for you. For him its about the impression you make on someone, not how long you have known them. He is a people pleaser and always will be. In accordance with that he is usually a pretty jovial guy, he figures that you have to take the good with the bad and if you might as well try to make the best out of ever situation; because no one likes a downer. He can be quite childish most of the time and likes to enjoy the simple things in life, he tries not to let things get to him; even though most things weigh heavy on his shoulders. Jordan is the kid at the party who is always up for anything, beer pong, of course, body shots, on who he'll ask, Kings cup, sure thing. Need a DD, he wont drink; of course thats only when he can manage to get a babysitter for his son.

Jordan generally does not like to express his inner most thoughts and feelings, he usually keeps those things to himself, unless he is talking to his half brother or father. If you happened to be a close friend of his then you would most likely be able to pry any information out of him. Then again he can be quite stubborn and if you really nag him then he wont open up at all and will be quick to change the conversation by any means, even it is means attacking you personally. An apology is usually quick to follow because this boy has a heart of gold and cannot stand to hurt others, especially ones that he really cares for. On the flip side if you just so happen to be on Jordans bad side then he will show no remorse for hurting you, mentally or physically. He has a dead set value of 'you f*** with me, I'll f*** with you'. Jordan doesn't start s***, he finishes it.

At times Jordan can be a bit selfish, he figures that he's earned it,so why the hell not. He'll usually indulge himself by hiring a baby sitter, and then going to smoking some pot and then just playing video games, snacking and napping. That only happens once in a blue moon, sure he'll maybe have a joint every couple days but he wont completely veg out because he knows that he needs to be dependable. Most of the time he is pretty responsible and focused on work and his son. He can balance his time quite well and is good at prioritizing, he has to be or else he'd be in trouble.

HISTORY
PARENTS:Kevin Dredd, 45, Mechanic, divorced
Maria Peaker, 47, Navy, divorced
SIBLINGS:Cody Peaker, 16, half brother, tenth
OTHER: Dylan Cody Dredd, six, Jordans son
BIRTHPLACE:Toronto, Ontario, Canada
BIRTHDATE:December 1st
PERSONAL HISTORY:
His story is and will never be anything glamorous, it wasn't like his parents were star crossed lovers or anything. Its not like Romeo and Juliet the sequel, though that would be pretty sweet, how is that for cocktail party story? Well getting back on track, the real story of Jordan Andrew Dredd.

His mother and father were both social butterfly's. His mother was one of those typical popular girls that also happened to be the captain of almost every female sports team that there was, all throughout her high school and college career. His father was no different, typical jock that got all the babes because he was the captain of every sports team and was well on his way to getting a scholarship to any school that he wanted. One day, in typical teenager fashion, after a huge team win there was a party and at the party they got trashed, hooked up and bam, two weeks later his mothers eggo was preggo; cliched much?

With much influence from their parents they decided to keep the child, who is now known as Jordan Andrew Dredd. At first the couple struggled and both decided that it would be best for Jordans father to not attended college and get a job as a mechanic working at a local garage while caring for baby Jordan, while his mother went to school and trained to be in the navy. They managed to live in a small apartment in Toronto throughout Jordans toddler years, but eventually moved out to Twin Valley because it was close to where his mother was stationed.

Jordan was an average child, not too bright, not too dumb, not too ugly, not overly adorable, not too fat, not too thin, he didn't have a boatload of friends, but enough for a good ole' game of man hunt. The boy was simply average. He showed a bit of athletic talent as a young boy, specifically basketball, and it developed more as he grew older, but nothing compared to that of his parents. Even though both of his parents were quite athletically inclined they seemed to only passed on a small amount of that talent to Jordan. However, he did seem to gain talents for the art from some mysterious source. He had always been quite good at drawing and he was pretty musically inclined. If he picked up an instrument by the end of the day you could guarantee that he'd be able to play all the scales and a couple of songs with little to no mistakes.

Jordan had a seemingly normal childhood, until at the tender age of eight it was brought to Jordans attention that his mother had been cheating on his father for quite some time. As a result from the infidelity he learned that his mother had been keeping a huge secret, he had a two year old half brother. Promptly his father divorced his mother and severed all contact with her for three years, until he had realized that he was hurting Jordan by keeping his mother and half brother from him. After contact was re-established Jordan did not want anything to do with his mother or half-brother because even though his father seemingly got over it, Jordan had not. He felt so extremely betrayed by his mother, that it made him over analyze the situation and he lead himself to believe that he was not good enough for his mother so she went and had another son. However, after many talks with his father he slowly accepted the situation and bonded with his half brother and his mother. Jordan is quite close with his half brother, but most times Jordan is less than civil towards his mother.

Seeing as history is doomed to repeat it self, Jordan also became a teenage father at the age of sixteen. Of course his parents were more than disappointed, much like his former girlfriend and bestfriend. Having a girl as a bestfriend was his first mistake, the two had done everything together since the first day Jordan met her when they moved to Twin Valley. Of course it was inevitable that the two of them were going to end up having sex and when they did his girlfriend soon learned that she was pregnant at the tender age of sixteen. The two of them decided to keep the baby and everything was going swimmingly until they turned eighteen, his girlfriend had grown into an alcoholic and one night tried to kill Jordan and his son. The next day Jordan told his ex that if she didn't go get help she would never see him or their son again, with out a word she packed all of her stuff and left and Jordan hasn't seen her since.

Currently Jordan is a single dad, who dropped out of high school being one credit short and is trying to provide for his son to the best of his abilities.

CREATOR
ALIAS:sammy
AGE:18
HOW DID YOU FIND US?:uhh, an add on lucid asylum I think.
WHAT MAKES YOU YOU?: I have a rather eclectic taste in music. One moment I could be listening to BMTH, the next it'll be Elvis, followed by some lil wayne, and then a little Pink Floyd to top it off. Oh and I love animal shirts, I have one for every day of the week =P
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:

For a fleeting moment Jordan flirted with the idea of just apologizing to the evil duo and high tailing it the hell out of the creepy alleyway. Spencer was a big girl, she was a rebel, no doubt she’d been in a few fights of her own, and she could probably hold her own. Then again, Jordan had never actually seen her in a fight, well at least a physical fight, he verbally fought with her all the time and she was quite quick and biting with the words. The girl could probably talk her way out of anything, if she was sober that was. It was quite evident by the way that she was struggling to hold herself up, by the way that her voice was meek and slurred and of course by the way that she was even in this situation in the first place. The thought of her being so, so un-Spencer like, brought him full circle back to why he was in the situation in the first place. A couple of douche bags were messing with a venerable girl, something that did not sit right with him, which was why he only flirted with the idea before dismissing it.

A wave of fear swallowed him like an ocean wave swallowing an inexperienced surfer, holding him captive under the growing swell. He was trapped under the wave of fear for only a moment before he surfaced with more courage to face his opponents. Jordan still couldn’t help but wish for a little more courage, liquid courage that was. If only he had come across this scene after he was leaving the bar, about forty bucks lighter, but forty bucks heavier with fluid. He’d be a little drunk, so a little more willing to go in guns blazing ready to kick the s*** out of people, or get his a** handed to him. Either way the attention would be on him, not on Spencer, but in the latter situation he wouldn’t really be regretting it until the morning after, instead of all ready regretting it. Of course the downside to the latter would be he wouldn’t have his wits about him, resulting in a lot of injury, probably on his part. At least now he was sober, while the duo was not, giving him the upper hand, he had a brain that wasn’t swimming in alcohol. So then if he wasn’t drunk then why was he still standing here, attempting to save Spencer? Oh yeah, he was a nice guy, who couldn’t stand it when people were taken advantage of.

Damn his natural nature to want to help people. Why couldn’t he be a coward? Or a douche bag, someone who only looked out for number one? Someone who only gave a damn about themselves and possible a few close friends with the same view on life. Why did he have to have such loyalty to people that he knew? Jordan even had loyalty to those that he wasn’t particularly fond of, like Spencer for example. It was times like these that Jordan couldn’t determine whether it was a giant character flaw, or what defined him as a person; of course in times like these it wasn’t really his primary focus. In times like these his heart was racing, adrenaline fueling his courage and the thoughts that were speeding through his mind like a movie reel, however many images in a second; he only saw one outcome and it wasn’t a pretty one.

The sickly feeling of sweat coating his body was beginning to creep up on him, he hadn’t felt like this since grade nine gym when he had to climb the stupid rope, that he knew he wouldn’t be able to climb. Of course if he felt like this Jordan could only begin to imagine how Spencer was feeling, causing another wave of courage to wash over him. Jordan allowed his gaze to land on Spencer just as she appeared to be signaling him, he thought that she had mouthed distraction to him, so he nodded slightly before turning his gaze back to the advancing duo. For someone who was drunk Spencer had remarkable word mouthing skills, if that in fact was what she suggested. He hoped that she did in fact suggest that, by meaning that she was going to draw the attacker’s attention back to her, allowing Jordan the chance to strike swiftly to disable them long enough for he to grab Spencer and run away. At least that’s what he hoped she was thinking for the reason that once the two looked away from him he was going to use his metal lamp pole to strike the two on the head. As brutal as it sounded it needed to be done if he and Spencer were going to escape unscathed. Jordan could only hope that by hitting them on the head that it would knock them out, nice and clean, not anything more. Jordan glanced to Spencer once more, awaiting her distraction as he slowly gripped the pole with two hands, waiting for his opportunity.

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