Post by richardgeorgemoors on Feb 11, 2013 11:17:43 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: f9f9f9; border: #1f4579 solid 10px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;] At the end of the day you're another day colder FULL NAME: Richard, David, George Moors NICKNAMES: Rich, Rick, Ricky, Dave HERITAGE: British with some unknown French heritage from way back AGE: 41 GROUP: British Government English Diplomat and Well Known Politician CANON: Nope my own creation PLAYBY: Jude Law ----- PERSONALITY: "I fell in love with the man himself not just the looks"- Victoria Elisha Moors "Never Change Darling"- Victoria Elisha Moors "Children are the Future." "Family is everything Once it is gone you are truly lost." A family man is one thing you can describe Richard as you can't fault him on it, he does everything for his family, to him family is the most important aspect of your life. He likes to make sure they are well provided for and looked after properly, he does not like to be apart from his wife and sons but when he is the man often keeps pictures of them. Often more than not he will take his Wife and Son's away with him on business trips. He knows his wife through and through, knows when something is troubling her, and his is quite the romantic with his Wife. His children he will always try teach them something new or get involved in their interests, he is not likely to make them do things they don't want to do. He will protect his family with his life and God help you if you harm them. "A Monarchy is the only way to go." "Our system works wonders, maybe the French should try it." Ricky is a supporter of monarchy's mainly the English and French Monarchy's he sees it as the perfect system, the people need someone to lead them someone from sent from God himself, and the King is Just that. He does concede that some kings and Queens get it wrong but that does not mean the whole system is corrupt, he does not think entirely that the people should govern themselves he believes it could get messy and is essentially a water down version of a Monarchy with different people standing on top. Richard likes the English system of governance, the Monarchy still has some power that it can exercise it is still strong and just, the beauty of the system is that in a way the people did have a voice due to parliament, yet it was still only the upper class that graced Parliament. Richard detests the idea of an outright republic sentiments his whole family shares. "You think I told her to do so? No but I must say she really did like my message" "You said tomorrow but in reality you’re just waiting for the penny to drop" A Master of words, well not a master but he certainly has a way with them, he often knows what to say and how to say it, his words and sentences are always thought out and he knows how to pour passion in to a speech. He is very good at swaying people to his ideas making them see past things such as lies or other bad things. It is a huge part of his natural Charisma. "Lies my dear?” "No I call it warping the truth" "No matter what I say they come back for more" Lying comes naturally to Richard it comes hand in hand with how well he can craft words, he can easily twist the truth making short cuts around the lies so not even as to having say a lie himself. Even when lying when found out it seems the man as the charisma that just seems to make those around him forgive him, as he would say they still keep coming back for more. "This is mine and no one shall take it" "No one can have enough. Greed Richard has this in spades, he is a very, very greedy man, accumulating as much wealth, power, objects as can be and it is never enough he always wants more. He does try to stop but he will always begin again getting more and more as time goes on, the only people he would share it out with are his family. Along with this goes his love for power, he wants more than anything to hold a position of power and authority. "My Accomplishments are far and Wide and yours?" "Poor are poor, because they deserve to be so," "Did you climb the ladder? Or did you decide the very bottom was good enough for you? Like most of the poor you don't even try." Richard has a huge belief that the poor deserve to be where they are for many different reasons, it is their fault for not working hard enough, and obviously they want to stay at the bottom rung of the ladder. Only those with enough determination, with money, with right mind, or chosen by god can make it far, in his mind the Rich are Rich because they worked hard to get there the poor are poor because they do not try. You must fight tooth and Nail to get to the very top. Along with this Richard can be quite arrogant, believing himself to be above most people; something about himself he hides rather well. While he will never say it he finds he believes himself to be above the law, to him power and money trumps the law every time, he is very proud in his abilities and his accomplishments. Rich seems to at times forget the position he was in at one stage but when he does remind himself he does feel a little bit of pity for the poor, but it is easily extinguished this thought. "You look very much like a Bear" "Go back and try again I won't be seen with you like that." No this is not rudeness this is more about how judgemental the man is, he often judges people by the way they look before the people themselves, while this does not mean he won’t give them a chance, it often ends up dampening a relationship or friendship before it has even begun. To this man appearances are everything you have to make a good impression after all. "Music is the Door and Window of the soul" "Let it flow, let the tender music wash all your troubles away" Richard loves music in fact he would be around it every day if he could, he can often be found playing the piano in his spare time, playing for his children and wife, just taking a breather to relax let the music take hold and think on the future and the past. Music seems to be something his Son Gareth has taken an interest in. "Busy, Busy, Busy" Richard likes to keep himself busy and preoccupied he always has to be doing something he hates it when he's not, this can be from doing something with his family, to his work or even going into the streets. Though he knows it’s dangerous he often likes to listen to and watch the people though he does not like them much he does like to know of their thoughts on this. "I owe god for what he has given me" "My life would be different without god." Richard is a religious man who believes in Christianity with all his heart, while not the most religious person in the world, he believes in god and does try to abide by laws of Christianity. He believes everything good that has happened to him in his life was given to him by god. Political Views: Richards Political Views are very heavily Towards Monarchism and he does support Britain's constitutional monarchy, he also is very favourable to Law and Order Politics while also holding some values of National and Traditional Conservatism. APPEARANCE: "Dress Respectably, Good posture, and always keep your chin up, make a good impression." - Jonathan Richard is always dressed for the occasion, always to make an impression, he will always wear something different and you can be sure it will look good. While not always wearing one Rich is known to at times have with him a simple Black Top Hat often worn at formal occasions, with this a cane, he does not need it but he feel it gives a him a presence in the room, he does not use it to walk more as a decoration to carry around. He often wears a Dark blue double-breasted frock coat, which is over a cream coloured buff waistcoat, he wears very light Grey trousers and polished black shoes that you can easily see your reflection in, a simple white linen shirt is also worn. For More casual where he less likely to be dressed exactly like that but he will wear different such as a Black cropped riding coat though it is not worn all that much. "Features to fall in Love with" - Victoria Elisha Moors Richards hair his cut short and his considered by many prickly and not very thick, the colour is a dark brown though has known to get a shade lighter in the summer days. His eyes a nice radiant blue, always focused on the task at hand, while not always worn you can find spectacles upon his face. He has a faint moustache growing but is not entirely prominent, his jawline set and firm, stubble upon his chin, one singular piercing gaze. Richard is not a Tall man, neither is he what would be called average, he is considered to be just a bit above the average size of the time. His Figure striking and lean his arms long and thin. Upon his ring finger is of course an expensive diamond ring. There is a small birthmark that is a circle shape just at the bottom of his right shoulder. GOALS: To See his family Happy and to Hold a position of Power and authority (though he does sort of have this) HISTORY: "I can’t remember much." "Taken in by kindness" "I was given a second chance for that I owe god." Richard no longer remembers the days of his early childhood, a day's of sadness, days were all the joy in the world had been sucked dry. He no longer even remembers the face of his real mother, her tender touch is just but fleeting memory to a day that was so long ago, a day of hardship and death. He knows nothing of his parent's only of the two he truly feels connected to and indebted to as much as he does to god. "Her Touch I cannot see it anymore" "I blot the pain of what happened" Richard was born to Marissa Janet Kiros and Timothy Henry Kiros, two very poor and hardworking souls who did everything they could to stay afloat. He was an only child the only one at least to survive not that he knew this as I have said, Richard was also not actually named Richard at birth. Richard's Mother died when he was but two her health having deteriorated after so many years to the point where she could go on no longer. After this his father grew cold often beating Richard when he got angry or did not have things go his way, he would often try use Richard as a way of getting money but Richard barley got anything his father did, his father became more and more disinterested in him before casting him out at the age of five. "My Second Chance." "A Life to live the way I choose" "The Kindness of Strangers" It was a very cold and wet December evening when the Aristocrat Jonathan David Henry Moors who was going for his nightly walk in the streets of London came across a young bloody and beaten dying boy of the age of five. Now this man had kind gentle Heart, and while his fate would be a cruel one he could not let a young child die in such a way, and he had yet to have a son of his own, only a daughter. He believed the boy to be a gift from god himself, making a split second decision he took the boy into his custody. His Wife Margaret was at first weary of what her husband had done but she soon found herself softening up to the boy as he was nursed ever slowly back to health. The Daughter Henrietta aged 10 took an instant liking to her new brother and was actually one of the reasons Margaret came around. Richard was in indeed nursed back to health, though it was still a while before the young boy was able to move again, a new life and a new chance had been given to him from that moment on he was forever thankful to his new family. "I could not have asked for a Better Life "My family is all I have" The Moors family was a highly religious family something that rubbed off on Richard, it was also very close knit always looking out for each other when one got in trouble even Richard, who they would treat as their own, everyone but Uncle Cedric who refused to have anything to do with the family due to Richard. In the first month of Richards recovery Henrietta was also at his bed side reading from books telling him stories when she could, she was also the most worried about him, while is new father Jonathan was sure he would survive. Survive he did when finally back to health it was Jonathan would took care of the boys education teaching him as much as he could, it was his new mother Margaret who gave him his new name, and his new sister Henrietta was always there for him when he woke up at night upset due to many a bad dream. "This the only Life I know "Love and Words, Time and Music, Power and Wealth, Family and Soul" In the following years Richard grew into even more confident lad, every day feeling more and more as part of the family, always being invited with them to formal events, his father Jonathan found him the son he always wanted as Richard became more and more like him. He even wanted to follow Jonathan into government, his new father always told him how power was an object to be taken possession of to be grabbed hold of with both hands. Richard learned at a fast rate, at one point over taking his older sister on how quick it took him to learn to write. Richard and Henrietta where always close having fun and getting into all sorts of trouble, something that amused their mother Margaret to no end. From a young age he took a liking to music, his mother would often spend her free time playing the piano, to entertain herself and the children. While Henrietta's head was in the clouds with books Richard followed the musical path, he from the age of eleven was taught by both his father and mother the piano though his new mother more so. "The memories fade” "A Summer of delight" "This was our special day, the moment I knew he were meant to be"- Richard "The Lavier's" Richard grew into a fine young man as the years went by his older sister fell in love with a Young man from another rich and well known family, while Richard was thirteen and she was but eighteen. As time went on any memory of his former life faded he could barely remember it at all, if he tried it hurt to think of it. Richard's interest in politics and current events continued to grow often joining his father on trips to other countries, France was one interest of his and he would often listen out for anything that could be heard about it. It was in the summer of his thirteenth year that Richard and the family met the Lavier's a family of French Aristocrats that had taken shelter in England, it was not the main branch of the Lavier's but more the extended part of the family. It was there that he met the Thirteen year old Victoria Elisha Lavier or as would be later known as Victoria Elisha Moors. The young boy was instantly besotted with her trying to find out as much about her as possible making her smile, making her laugh, they would dance the night away that day just the two of them. The Two saw more of each other throughout that summer falling further and further in love, they would both hate to be apart from each other. This passion for each other went on for a few years yet before they finally decided to marry with the permission of both families. "Was this really God's plan for him ? "I was right he could not be trusted" - Uncle Cedric "He had nothing to do with it, he grieves with us" - Margaret Moors "He wanted me to carry on for him ?" "Left to me are you sure?" Tragedy stuck the family just five days after Richard's 17th birthday, Jonathan was brutally murdered by a gang of poor street thugs after going on his usual nightly walk. The whole family was devastated by the news, Richard himself would often be found in the man's study just staring at the many books sitting in his chair, just weeping silently to himself at the cruel fate of the man who had shown kindness to him all those years ago. He blamed himself as he should of been there on that walk but he had been busy that day, it took the combined efforts of his mother Margaret and Victoria; who by this time was living with them, to convince him it was not his fault. Uncle Cedric however had to be put in his place by most of the family when he blamed the young teen at the funeral. He was able to deliver a speech but only just, he felt over emotional that day and it was struggle to hold everything together, but he did so for his sister. He was that day told by Margaret of the faith, Jonathan had put in Richard from the day they first saved him, to carry on the family name to do great things, and he even left most of the family fortune and the Estates to him, something that surprised the boy. He of course left the main estate to his mother's keeping not wanting to deprive her of somewhere to live, he did as much as he could for her helping out when he could playing her music to ease the pain of Jonathan's passing. "A Politician through and through "I carry on for him and you." "I have always admired you, you go for it and don't give in" - Victoria Elisha Lavier "I do" - Victoria Elisha Moors and Richard "I mean every word my love, till death do we part"- Richard "He would of been happy for you I'm sure he is smiling down from heaven" - Margaret Moors "You have come such a long way from that dying broken lump I once knew" - Henrietta The Next few years went by without any major event, Richard spent a lot of time in Jonathan's study and going between estates, at eighteen he started setting up meetings with people in positions of power who knew Jonathan. The Young man was able to manoeuvre his way into the political system throughout the following years, his charisma getting him there. When he was 20 he became part the Tory party gaining more and more contacts and trying to secure power, when he was twenty three he was in a very well known a prominent position in the party, always known for choosing his words carefully and was quite popular, though with that came enemies of course. Marriage to Victoria Elisha Lavier came at the age of twenty four a few days before that his political image was damaged somewhat by a rival politician. The wedding though was all he wanted it to be, Victoria was now his wife, after many years of waiting they had finally done it, and he would treasure her for the rest of his life. She was his family, his family meant the world to him. The Damaged political reputation did nothing to stop him, he continued on trying to build it up again, this time it was faster. When his sister Henrietta took ill for a month he stopped and returned to her side doing for her what she did for him all those years ago, until she got better. "Call him Gareth" - Victoria " He has your eyes son, you have come so far, you are everything he wanted you to be and more" - Margaret Moors "You can't die we still need you I won’t lose you as well mother" - Richard "Will she live?" -Henrietta "She's ........." - Victoria A year after the wedding Victoria Elisha Moors gave birth to Gareth Timothy Moors their first son, his mother Margaret could not be more proud. Richard took some time off chasing his political ideals to look after his wife and child, introducing Gareth to the rest of the family. It was not long before he went back to chasing his political ideals again finally having built up a worthy reputation within the Tory party and was able to get a seat in Parliament as well during one of the Tory parties reign in government. In his spare time away from politics he would often do stuff for his wife and child just about anything, he would always spend time with them if he could. For the next three years everything was fine, they had another son named Jonathan after his long dead father, this birth took a bit of a heavy toll on Victoria but she did survive, everything was perfect. Every now and then they would go and see Margaret and on other days Henrietta and her husband, he still had not forgotten his kindness always praying to god every day to show him the way. Yet this happiness did not last Margaret became dreadfully ill to the point it looked like she would not recover, he and Henrietta fled back home to make sure she would survive. Against everyone's including The Doctors expectations she was able to pull through, but she was no longer as healthy as she once was, Henrietta and her Husband moved back in with her while Richard would visit her more often, it was years before she got even better but she was never same. "Maybe a Place in France, I would like it there?" -Victoria "We can't have any more" "I'm afraid for your health" - Richard "Every day is a new tomorrow "Things are worsening" During the many years after this his sons began to grow he would teach them as much as he could, he would visit his father’s grave whenever he could. It was ironic that Gareth had begun to take after Richard the way Richard had after Jonathan something that Henrietta took pleasure in reminding him of. Gareth grew a love for music and Richard would often play the piano for his family when around. At 34 Victoria gave birth again but this time it was a huge strain on her body they both deemed it unsafe to have another child after this Richard was fearful that she would end up dying. There new son was Called Harold Peter Moors. The years after this Richard became a a diplomat as well as keeping hold of his political career, he was well known as a prominent fixture in English Politics having been part of the last Tory party which turned into the Conservative Party a Party which Richard would also join and the conservative government is who he works for now not only in parliament itself but as a British diplomat. At the urging of his Wife Victoria they brought a few estates in France after the nobility had begun crawling back, Victoria and the kids at times did live there but not all the time, and Richard is now rather fearful of the trouble that seems to be stirring up in France and is thinking of taking the family away completely. ----- ALIAS: Nate/Max AGE: 19 GENDER: Male OTHER CHARACTERS: MAXIMILIEN NOEL LAVIER and NATHANIEL RE DENEI HOW DID YOU FIND US: Been here for some time but it was through proboards support ad. ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: It should not be long now before things would blow up. As soon as the shots had rung out the two guys would have moved away to join up with the main ambush group. Nate had also asked to make sure that they were ready, after all they should all be moving now thanks to the gunshots, if they had gotten the orders. The ambush had already begun. It was going incredibly well, maybe a little too well but it was indeed going splendidly. Nathaniel loved it when a plan was executed to perfection, it just proved to him how much of a spectacular planner the man really was, even if the first one did not work out entirely he could always make a new one on the fly, a talent that Nate possessed and rated very highly. There were many other people who rated his talent that highly as well, it was no surprise the young man would put himself in harm’s way in one of his own plans, he found it amusing how many people he worked with found it really uncomfortable when he did this. Not that he could blame them, it was not often someone who held a position of authority in an operation would put themselves in a dangerous position, most people of authority were despicable gutless cowards who loved nothing more than to watch from the side-lines as their people died for them fleeing when they lost, never the first to attack but the first to flee. Nathaniel was not an incredibly emotional person, he liked to keep them in check, but neither was the young lad someone who had no emotions at all, oh he had them all them alright, he had his more sensitive and open side, it was just not touched upon much. You could ask what did he feel when his Horse was shot from under him, he would come back with a simple, nothing it is a Horse. Yet Nathaniel truly felt sorry for the majestic creature, Leon had been with Nate for years now he had grown fond of the horse, it was sad to see him go, he had been a faithful animal and now it was like losing a friend but it had to be done , it was after all for a good cause. Yet it seemed sadder than it needed to be, before Nate had been pulled out and untangled he had the misfortune of having to hold the gaze of the dying horses eyes, as he did he felt it wrong, if he could he would help the easing of its passing, it was not right for this to go on so long it was almost like torture for the poor soul. No it was the right thing to do, I Will not go back on it he argued with himself. He watched as the light started to leave the eyes of Leon, his life force beginning to expend itself, the creatures soul untangling itself from this cruel world never to return, its last acts had been to be used as a distraction in a plan, it was cruel fate not as cruel as what would soon to happen to Ames. Goodbye old friend I Will remember you fondly he thought as he was dragged out finally untangled. It may have been saddening to have watched the horse suffer so, however nothing would make him regret it, Leon died for a good cause, it made him even more determined and focused to see this plan through to the end. Standing up and dusting himself off Nathaniel knew instantly the incredible danger of this plan, as he began to catch his breath and gave a brief glance at the large fellow, the soldier, the protector of the other man. The way he searched was like some animal or a hunter, while he had not counted for the speed he had recovered at, he was not at all surprised, from first glance Nathaniel had seen a man that was used to this stuff, maybe he had been to war? It was not glaringly obvious but the hints were there you just had to seek them out. This fellow could give them problems if the trap did not spring soon or Nate did not work fast, he would obviously have to talk his way out of not being in on the shooting, he may look innocent but it did not prove it entirely, then he would have to isolate the two from each other. He Knew what Ames had to do but there was one part he had yet to tell Ames, but it would fuel the fire of those who would soon be coming, it may even distract the solider. There would be incredible danger from here on out, and the hugest problem was the giant of a man, while he did not expressly worry Nate he knew dealing with him was off the up most importance. He also knew the ambush troops knew this, he had every faith that they could deal with him as long as they did not foolishly try take him one on one. Taking him together would be the key, Ames had orders to try and shoot his foot or leg to slow him down, but Nate knew the possibility of that just by looking at him was rather slim. He had also told Ames to get incredibly close to the solider and Ames had not questioned he would follow his orders. What would happen after would look like Ames own fault. To anyone else the other man would of made a dreadful error. Yet it would fuel the fire of the ambush troops greatly. The Soldier would never find the two who had shot at them, he was confident of this so it did not give him long to try and formulate a plan and a response to the inevitable question that would come. If the soldier did find them then Nate had no pity for them, they knew the risk, they got caught it would be their own fault and Nate would not risk the plan to save them. They were not worth things going wrong, no matter how harsh it sounded he knew he was right. He had given a thankful nod as the Solider had made of for the forest and he made sure to check if Ames was still there, he was, it was good he had kept to the script, he looked worried, he mouthed sorry and trotted closer as if to make sure he was okay. "Are you okay ?. Nathaniel gave no response as it was at this moment the soldier came back obviously having found no one. He gave a quick glance at the other the target, he felt he should know him, there was something niggling at the back of his mind, and he knew it was not good what if the man knew him? If that was the case, is he letting himself be captured? Nathaniel did not fully believe this but never one to ignore a feeling like this he trapped the thought in a corner in his mind for future use just encase. Looking at the man though he was glad to see a weapon, it meant he was nervous good, he had expected a weapon as well he wanted it to be challenging after all nothing was ever too easy. The Suspicion came like he had predicted, Yes give yourself a pat on the back sir for not being as thick as most would believe. Nate had actually been about to respond but he found himself taken by the hand and pulled up, yes pulled up onto the targets horse to sit right behind him. What? that was unexpected okay, yeah it can be seen as a kindness but Nathaniel did not like it, in fact if he did not know better something was up. Something is not right this is just too easy, easier than it should be His senses where screaming at him to stop and think for a moment, but the man's next words coupled with the solider stopped his thoughts from running rampant, yet the feeling of something wrong was still there. Yet there was an opportunity here, a delicious one that could be easily taken, it was as if he had taken a bit out of a juicy apple. Henri wanted them he was certainly getting them, the target had just placed himself in mortal danger, the fool was right in front of him, yes the plan was formed and the soldier would certainly have no choice but to give in, something told him he might still fight though. Let’s get this started they should be in position and ready, a warning shot, well they better do it at the big guy. "Of course, sorry I am a little bit shaken," he looked down at his hands glad they were actually shaking, perfect. He turned to look at the soldier with worry in his eyes, this was going to be delicious at a quick glance he made sure Ames got closer and he was. "I do not know my dear sir, I do not keep a track of those that shoot me, neither am I used to it. As for why well, I believe I may have angered them, I don't think they like their plan's being spilled." he worked quickly his voice shaken with a hint of fear in it, "or" he suddenly broke out into a very dangerous smile his features growing cold, he took out a small knife he had hidden in his shirt and in one quick movement had it held to the other man's throat. "I simply gave the order to do so." The Tone was now much colder with a poisonous air to it, he focused on the soldier while making sure to keep the other in his sights."Good day Monsieur I think you should both come with me, and If I were you Soldier, I Would not move even the tiniest inch, I can kill this man in an instant I can do it in many interesting and painful ways, or I could simply have it done with and slit his throat open, I don't truly need him you see so think before you act. You are also about to be surrounded your horse was the first death, I certainly don't think you would like it to be yours or your friends now do you ?" His smile was now confident, coldness in his voice striking a stark difference from its earlier tone. He waited for the next move, he waited for the warning shots and he also waited for Ames to draw his gun. His fellow Sacred Heart member did yet there was no pistol, and he was too close to the Soldier, it obvious by the shock on his face that he had not registered that Nathaniel had taken it yet, which was sad. This though was something that had to be done, the others had to see what he could do they had to be fuelled to take the big guy down at all costs, Nate fully expected him to die, really he had already said his goodbyes to him yesterday, when he went to meet a friend of his. It would seem odd saying goodbye now they looked eyes for a moment and Nate just shrugged before a bullet rang out hitting the ground near the soldier’s feet. A few people appeared in the distance"And there we are, so then I Would surrender if I were you, what are you names?" He Held his knife tightly to the other man's neck waiting patiently for the next move of the dance to jump up on to the stage. He almost felt like saying your move, he was not impatient and no he did not feel like rubbing salt into the wound. And the shirt on your back doesn't keep out the chill |