Post by Noah Stark on Dec 9, 2006 19:29:06 GMT -5
Name: Noah Stark
Age: I abhor having to lie. So I won’t tell you my age. You can guess and I’ll say ‘warm’ if you’re close, and ‘cold’ if you’re not, how ‘bout that? I love that sorta thing.
What you do: Oh, I am a diverse, diverse man in terms of occupations, my dear. I have, in succession, been a porn actor, priest, a trucker, pie-eating contest winner, stewardess, bodyguard, and most recently, a teacher for an adult education course. Kinda wish I’d stayed a priest, though. That was fun.
Appearance:
Residence: This island, I’m guessing.
Skills: A no-bullshit attitude with the raw physical power to back it up. Methodical, observant and intelligent. There ya go, not only did you catch me talkin’ nice about myself, but you caught me using big words. Go you, huh?
Weaknesses/Bad Habits: I can be kinda…confused, sometimes. Not everybody knows what I’m talking about all the time. When something’s on my mind, I go through with it, and a lotta the time…I ignore all other things to get my one job done.
Frequent Moods/Expressions: I’m a friendly guy, what can I say? I’m pretty obviously a Religious guy, so I take a moral stance on a couple ‘o things. Doesn’t stop me from having a poster of Kate Winslet that I take with me everywhere, though. See, that was the best part of not being a priest. I was able to carry around my vintage poster of Kate Winslet. I’m in love with her. I want to get lost in her eyes. Her boobs ain’t bad, either. This one time, I dreamed I was Jack in Titanic, and she was all like, ‘Noah, get on the door, there’s enough room’ and I was like ‘No, Kate, what if you fall asleep and need to roll around a bit? You gotta have leg room’ and then we had sex on the door while an angel watched.
Yeah, it ain’t much of a mystery why they told me I should stop being a priest. I probably shouldn’t of been telling my sex dreams to my church-goers. I probably also shouldn’t of shown my church-goers my porn tape, where I was the star. They weren’t too happy, I gotta say.
Reason for flight: School trip. I decided to stay a couple of extra days to sight-see.
Item from wreckage: My necklace, my bible, my suitcase, my Kate Winslet picture and my good luck. Although my good luck might've died in the crash.
Age: I abhor having to lie. So I won’t tell you my age. You can guess and I’ll say ‘warm’ if you’re close, and ‘cold’ if you’re not, how ‘bout that? I love that sorta thing.
What you do: Oh, I am a diverse, diverse man in terms of occupations, my dear. I have, in succession, been a porn actor, priest, a trucker, pie-eating contest winner, stewardess, bodyguard, and most recently, a teacher for an adult education course. Kinda wish I’d stayed a priest, though. That was fun.
Appearance:
Residence: This island, I’m guessing.
Skills: A no-bullshit attitude with the raw physical power to back it up. Methodical, observant and intelligent. There ya go, not only did you catch me talkin’ nice about myself, but you caught me using big words. Go you, huh?
Weaknesses/Bad Habits: I can be kinda…confused, sometimes. Not everybody knows what I’m talking about all the time. When something’s on my mind, I go through with it, and a lotta the time…I ignore all other things to get my one job done.
Frequent Moods/Expressions: I’m a friendly guy, what can I say? I’m pretty obviously a Religious guy, so I take a moral stance on a couple ‘o things. Doesn’t stop me from having a poster of Kate Winslet that I take with me everywhere, though. See, that was the best part of not being a priest. I was able to carry around my vintage poster of Kate Winslet. I’m in love with her. I want to get lost in her eyes. Her boobs ain’t bad, either. This one time, I dreamed I was Jack in Titanic, and she was all like, ‘Noah, get on the door, there’s enough room’ and I was like ‘No, Kate, what if you fall asleep and need to roll around a bit? You gotta have leg room’ and then we had sex on the door while an angel watched.
Yeah, it ain’t much of a mystery why they told me I should stop being a priest. I probably shouldn’t of been telling my sex dreams to my church-goers. I probably also shouldn’t of shown my church-goers my porn tape, where I was the star. They weren’t too happy, I gotta say.
Reason for flight: School trip. I decided to stay a couple of extra days to sight-see.
Item from wreckage: My necklace, my bible, my suitcase, my Kate Winslet picture and my good luck. Although my good luck might've died in the crash.