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Arrival Gift: Wedding Photo to Angela
Housing:
Inventory:
Trench Knife
Blue Suit, With over coat and hat.
Old Cash, a lot of it.
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Feb. 11th, 2019 01:32 pmAPPLICATION
PLAYER
↠ Name: Koko
↠ Age: 32
↠ Characters Played: Herbert West and Zach Lamont
CHARACTER
↠ Name: James Edison "Jimmy" Darmody
↠ Canon: Boardwalk Empire
↠ Journal: https://nofuckstogive.dreamwidth.org/
↠ Canon Point: 2/12 To The Lost
↠ Reserve: https://sinfulmods.dreamwidth.org/2145.html?thread=433249#cmt433249
↠ Age: 23
↠ Reference/History: https://boardwalkempire.fandom.com/wiki/Jimmy_Darmody
↠ Powers / Abilities: Jimmy is a relatively intelligent young man in good physical form. He is a good shot and a good gambler. He also has the ablity to do terrible things without it weighing to much on him, this comes from his time in combat in the great war.
↠ Languages: English, a bit of italian, and a bit of french.
↠ Inventory: One suit, one trench knife, a set of dog tags, and a few hundred in 1920's bills in his pocket.
↠ What is Your Character's Sin?:
Gluttony-
Jimmy had a good job that supported his family as the driver to his father figure, Nucky Thompson. The job kept him fed, kept his family within their means. He didn't have much inspiration after he came back from the war until he got a little greedy. He already had a taste for killing and this grew from simple greed to a state of gluttony as he rose in the ranks. He even tried to kill Nucky to get more and more power and money. His family more than well off by now. IT was a simple matter of he wanted it all. Women, booze and money. It did nothing for him. He was pretty much dead inside, but he simply wanted it all. Until there was no one left to care.
SAMPLES
↠ Primary Playing Sample
The cigarette was burning between his lips as Jimmy stepped out of the car. Here it was, it had all come down to this. Him verses Nucky. The way it was destined to be, he had thought setting everything right would put them back on better terms but, no. It was never meant to be. Stepping out the sand of the boardwalk slowly changed to gritty dirty concrete.
"...The fuck is this..."
He grumbled in his heavy jersey accent, only a little slurred by the booze he had downed with Richard before he headed out into the night to take his medicine. The sound of a horn brough him back to himself as he moved back fast, sending a sharp pain up his bad leg. "FUCKIN' WATCH IT! I'M WALKIN' HERE!" he screamed after the car before realizing. that didn't look like the cars he knew. He finally turned, pulling his hat off.
Jimmy's bangs falling over his forehead as he turned wided eyed. The building even looked different. For the first time in years he had no idea what to say. Everything was different and everything felt wrong but he knew he had to get off his leg. Moving as fast as he had had made the pins ache. Seeing the building closes he stepped.
"Ey, fella, help me out here. Where the fuck am I?" He asked, knowing he should probably be a little nicer, but he's been to big for his breeches for awhile, and when your a somebody you act like it.
↠ Notes:
PLAYER
↠ Name: Koko
↠ Age: 32
↠ Characters Played: Herbert West and Zach Lamont
CHARACTER
↠ Name: James Edison "Jimmy" Darmody
↠ Canon: Boardwalk Empire
↠ Journal: https://nofuckstogive.dreamwidth.org/
↠ Canon Point: 2/12 To The Lost
↠ Reserve: https://sinfulmods.dreamwidth.org/2145.html?thread=433249#cmt433249
↠ Age: 23
↠ Reference/History: https://boardwalkempire.fandom.com/wiki/Jimmy_Darmody
↠ Powers / Abilities: Jimmy is a relatively intelligent young man in good physical form. He is a good shot and a good gambler. He also has the ablity to do terrible things without it weighing to much on him, this comes from his time in combat in the great war.
↠ Languages: English, a bit of italian, and a bit of french.
↠ Inventory: One suit, one trench knife, a set of dog tags, and a few hundred in 1920's bills in his pocket.
↠ What is Your Character's Sin?:
Gluttony-
Jimmy had a good job that supported his family as the driver to his father figure, Nucky Thompson. The job kept him fed, kept his family within their means. He didn't have much inspiration after he came back from the war until he got a little greedy. He already had a taste for killing and this grew from simple greed to a state of gluttony as he rose in the ranks. He even tried to kill Nucky to get more and more power and money. His family more than well off by now. IT was a simple matter of he wanted it all. Women, booze and money. It did nothing for him. He was pretty much dead inside, but he simply wanted it all. Until there was no one left to care.
SAMPLES
↠ Primary Playing Sample
The cigarette was burning between his lips as Jimmy stepped out of the car. Here it was, it had all come down to this. Him verses Nucky. The way it was destined to be, he had thought setting everything right would put them back on better terms but, no. It was never meant to be. Stepping out the sand of the boardwalk slowly changed to gritty dirty concrete.
"...The fuck is this..."
He grumbled in his heavy jersey accent, only a little slurred by the booze he had downed with Richard before he headed out into the night to take his medicine. The sound of a horn brough him back to himself as he moved back fast, sending a sharp pain up his bad leg. "FUCKIN' WATCH IT! I'M WALKIN' HERE!" he screamed after the car before realizing. that didn't look like the cars he knew. He finally turned, pulling his hat off.
Jimmy's bangs falling over his forehead as he turned wided eyed. The building even looked different. For the first time in years he had no idea what to say. Everything was different and everything felt wrong but he knew he had to get off his leg. Moving as fast as he had had made the pins ache. Seeing the building closes he stepped.
"Ey, fella, help me out here. Where the fuck am I?" He asked, knowing he should probably be a little nicer, but he's been to big for his breeches for awhile, and when your a somebody you act like it.
↠ Notes:
