Post by Craig Jamerson on Jul 10, 2012 13:40:58 GMT -5
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franzese,
daniel[/center][/size][/color]theme song[/color]:;[/b][/size]
misery
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A tall man, Craig Timothy Jamerson is usually well-kept. His face is clean-shaven and if it's not spread in a smile, it's simply flat in boredom. He is often moving, as he dislikes being unproductive. Craig's eyes are bright with intelligence and a questioning nature, though he doesn't like to stir up trouble. He simply doesn't have time for that nonsense. His actions aren't the smoothest, but he's definitely not a klutz, either. He has a six pack gut, but not from drinking. If only he could find some time for exercise in his busy routine...
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jamerson, craig timothy
[/color][/center]age[/color]:;[/b][/size]
sweet 32
gender[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Male
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born a, human
should we put bricks on your head?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
craig is, six feet and three inches tall.
no place like home[/color]:;[/b][/size]
reno, nevada
getting lucky with ~someone~[/color]:;[/b][/size]
heterosexual
babies coming?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
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Intelligence x 4
weapon(s)[/color]:;[/b][/size]
A pocket knife that he keeps on him.
whatcha~wearin?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Either lab garb, casual sweats and a t-shirt, or business garb, depending on the occasion.
transportation[/color]:;[/b][/size]
anything.else.you'd.like.to.share?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
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disposition to the law[/color]:;[/b][/size]
lawful
alignment[/color]:;[/b][/size]
neutral
likes[/color]:;[/b][/size]
chemistry
,his job
,being single
,reading
,easy music and complex music
,looking nice for the metaphorical camera
dislikes[/color]:;[/b][/size]
lowlifes
,religious nuts
,being unproductive
,people with no motivation ("simpletons")
phobias[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Acarophobia (fear of itching/insects that cause itching)
obsessions[/color]:;[/b][/size]
his adderall prescription
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Born in Reno, Nevada and still residing there, Craig had a rather normal life. His father was a biologist and his mother was a anesthesiologist, so they were comfortably middle class. He was picked on in school (as most 'nerd' kids are), graduated with a 4.0 grade point average and magna cum laude. He attended school at Harvard, where he was top of his class, though he didn't engage in any extracurricular activities outside of the science club.
After graduating from Harvard, he got a job back in Reno as what he'd always wanted to be: a bioengineer. He was paid well and bought his own home shortly after starting his job. He was diligent, with the aid of his adderall, and thrived under pressure. He was promoted shortly after arriving to head of a team and two years after he was made the head of his department, though he kept a hands-on approach to his work.
His parents died shortly afterwards and his relationship with his sweetheart from Harvard suffered as a result. Eventually, she would abandon him to his own darkening thoughts, allowing him to become obsessive over his work. He bought a cat under advisement from a counselor to help counter his sadness, but forgot about it and it starved to death. He barely noticed, throwing it in the dumpster, and continued his rigorous lifestyle of work (after dismissing the counselor as a fraud since the cat didn't help).
After graduating from Harvard, he got a job back in Reno as what he'd always wanted to be: a bioengineer. He was paid well and bought his own home shortly after starting his job. He was diligent, with the aid of his adderall, and thrived under pressure. He was promoted shortly after arriving to head of a team and two years after he was made the head of his department, though he kept a hands-on approach to his work.
His parents died shortly afterwards and his relationship with his sweetheart from Harvard suffered as a result. Eventually, she would abandon him to his own darkening thoughts, allowing him to become obsessive over his work. He bought a cat under advisement from a counselor to help counter his sadness, but forgot about it and it starved to death. He barely noticed, throwing it in the dumpster, and continued his rigorous lifestyle of work (after dismissing the counselor as a fraud since the cat didn't help).
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Nothing, really.
