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Drescher, Montgomery Agostino; Head Staff
Topic Started: May 7 2011, 01:56 PM (85 Views)
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<div class="outlinebox"><div class="telepath">MONTGOMERY AGOSTINO DRESCHER

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PARTNER, HEAD STAFF

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<b>FULL NAME</b> Montgomery Agostino Drescher
<br /><b>NICKNAMES</b> I prefer to be called by my full first name. Nicknames just sound so unprofessional. And with a name like mine, all you’re going to get is “Monty” which I get quite enough of at family get togethers. No thank you. I do know that some of the people around the office call me “Mad Monty.” How fucking brilliant. My initials and a shortening of my name. If anyone says it to my face, I will see to it that they are on their way out the door very quickly. Possibly with help from my boot.
<br /><b>BIRTHDAY</b> March 22, 1958
<br /><b>AGE</b> 53
<br /><b>GENDER</b> Male
<br /><b>SEXUALITY</b> Heterosexual

</div><div class="clear"> </div><div class="categ">APPEARANCE</div><p>

<b>FEATURES</b> Blond hair, blue eyes, somewhere between pale and tan.
<br /><b>BODY TYPE</b> 5’10”, 172 lbs. Working out to keep off the pounds, but sometimes the alcohol wins.
<br /><b>STATURE</b> I carry myself well, and I’ve been told I look dangerous when I’m walking around. Like I’m about to take off someone’s head. Well, I do tend to try to be a bit intimidating. All the better to keep the stupid people at bay. As a partner in a fashion magazine, my look is always clean cut. Can’t go around looking like a savage can I?
<br /><b>DISTINGUISHING MARKS</b> Nothing, just that I have been told my eyes are very striking.
<br /><b>PLAY BY</b> Daniel Craig

<div class="categ">PERSONALITY</div><div class="words"><h1>DESCRIPTIVE WORDS</h1> <p>

<b>UNPREDICTABLE</b> <br />
"One minute I’m fine, the next I can be sent off into a rage. I try to keep my temper in check, but you never know what kind of a mood you’ll find me in. And guaranteed if you catch me in a bad one, you will regret it, big time."
<br /><b>UNFORGIVING</b> <br />
"I tend to hold a grudge. A lot. You screw me over once, I will not give you the chance to do it a second time. In fact, I’ll make it my business to make your life a living hell. I’ve been through a lot in 53 years, and I know exactly how to hit where it hurts. Don’t think that you’ll ever be back in my good graces once you’ve made an enemy of me."
<br /><b>SHREWD</b> <br />
"I didn’t get to where I am by making bad life choices. I’m smart with my money, smart with materials, and smart in who I hire. I don’t work with idiots, and I don’t suffer them working for me. It’s a dog eat dog world out there, and this dog will eat anyone else out there through the use of cunning and strategy."
<br /><b>DEMANDING</b> <br />
"I want things done. I want them done when I want them done, how I want them done, and I want them on my desk five minutes before deadline. You can’t run any business without putting forth the best work. That’s why I demand the best from the people I work with. If it’s not done our way, then you do it again.”
<br /><b>CONFRONTATIONAL</b> <br />
"I will make a scene. I am not afraid of a scene. You piss me off and you will know about it. I’m not the passive aggressive type. You’re going to know it, and you’re going to regret it."
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<p><b>LIKES ( 5+ )</b> <br />

1) Alcohol – It’s a problem. Or so people say. Alcohol tends to make me a bit violent, but it also helps me to take the edge off from work. I like my drinks hard. The more alcohol, the more the edge gets taken off.<br>
2) Pretty women – They’re always good to look at. When you’re as old as I am, you’ll have seen your share of ugly women. When the pretty ones come along, it at least lets you lose yourself for a moment.<br>
3) To be left alone – I don’t like people. That’s not entirely true. I don’t like stupid people. Many people that I come in contact in terms of expansion and other business dealings strike me as being not particularly intelligent. Therefore, I keep to myself as much as I can. And when I can’t avoid them, I see to it there is alcohol in easy reach.<br>
4) Hard Workers – I like knowing that there is some level of competence out there where I can leave these kind of people alone and they will get the job done. There is nothing I hate more than a slacker.<br>
5) Late hours – I like working late into the night. It’s not that I don’t appreciate coming in early in the morning, but night life is just so much more interesting. And watching people walk NYC when the lights go down often offers interesting inspiration.<br> </p>

<p><b>DISLIKES ( 5+ )</b> <br />

1) Slackers – There is nothing I hate more than someone who doesn’t do their work. I especially hate people that are born into money and have had everything handed to them on a silver platter so they think that they don’t have to work and everything will be handed to them. People like that make me sick.<br>
2) Clingy women – there is nothing worse than a woman who doesn’t know when to let go. I don’t want a woman to constantly be right there in my life, but that doesn’t mean that a little feminine attention is always bad. <br>
3) Fashion disasters – to see one walk into my line of sight it makes me cringe. There is nothing that says you have to wear designer all the time, but for Christ’s sake at least make sure you don’t look like you stepped out of a laundry hamper. <br>
4) Exceptionally sweet foods – I much prefer foods with a bit of spice or perhaps bitterness to them. For example, I’d rather have dark chocolate than milk chocolate. It’s a matter of preference. Besides, sweet foods encourage people to pack on the pounds, and if I’m working alongside models, well I can’t be encouraging them to do that can I?<br>
5) Hypocrites – You don’t have to say anything to be a hypocrite. I’ll see the little missteps you make in your actions and your words. Don’t expect much praise from me if you are one of those people that can’t seem to make up their own minds when they’re doing things. I guarantee you pull that bullshit on me, you’re out.<br> </p>

<p><b>STRENGTHS ( 3+ )</b> <br />

1) Strategizing – Every move that I take in life is planned out. Every move that I make in business is planned out. I am wicked at chess, and chess is an awful lot like life. It’s all about strategy. Take out the pawns to get to the king. I have a knack for knowing who is the pawn to take out to get a checkmate.<br>
2) Good with Numbers – I also have a talent with numbers. I keep company with some good accountants that double check my numbers, but I have a knack for maximizing profit. It was something that I learned from my mentors, or perhaps I got that from my mother. Well anyway it doesn’t matter. What matters is that the knack for numbers has allowed my business to prosper as much as it has.<br>
3) Poker face – I have a great poker face. This has helped me on business deals where I haven’t been as sure as I’d like to have been on my opponent’s next move. I can bluff very well. <br>
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<p><b>WEAKNESSES ( 3+ )</b> <br />

1) Alcohol - It’s a problem. Or so people say. Alcohol tends to make me a bit violent, but it also helps me to take the edge off from work. I like my drinks hard. The more alcohol, the more the edge gets taken off.<br>
2) Gorgeous Women – And by gorgeous, I’m talking an 11. A girl like that walks by me in something that shows just a little too much skin, I am beyond distracted. It’s a problem sometimes. Especially working around some of the models that work around here. I’m more likely to succumb to the charms of a gorgeous girl, than one of the ugly ones.<br>
3) Vanity/Pride – I’m slightly vain. Ok, more than slightly. I value my appearance and the appearance of those around me that affect the way people view me. Of course, this can be used to an advantage. Flattery never hurt anyone. I’m also very proud, I will never be the one to admit that I was wrong, which can sometime cause a lot of confrontations, not that I care.<br>
4) Trust issues – I don’t trust easily. While this could be considered a strength, it makes more of a headache for me because I can’t let people get close. And that means that in the end, I end up alone. Maybe that’s how I want it, but I can’t be sure. <br>


</p><div class="clear"> </div><div class="categ">HISTORY</div><p>

<b>HOMETOWN</b> Marshfield, MA
<br /><b>CURRENT RESIDENCE</b> NYC
<br /><b>PARENTS</b> Elaine Renee Marcus-Drescher, 77, retired bank teller, alive. Richard Alaric Drescher, 80, haven’t known since I was a kid what he does, and I don’t care if he’s alive or dead.
<br /><b>SIBLINGS</b> None
<br /><b>OTHER FAMILY</b> names, ages, occupations, living or dead?

</p><p><br /><h1>OVERALL HISTORY</h1>

I was born in a little town that no one has ever heard of. My family wasn’t starving poor, but we weren’t necessarily middle class either. It was enough that when my dad left my mom, she held down two jobs to make sure that the bills got paid. My childhood was spent very much alone, since mom was always out working. I didn’t have a lot of friends, nor did I have any brothers or sisters. Probably a good thing too. I doubt that I could have been a caretaker to anyone younger than me. I care too much about myself to really be in charge of taking care of someone else. I was too confrontational and intimidating is what the other parents said about me. Not like I cared. I got by fine just on my own.<br>

My school years, I was one of those children that was constantly in detention or suspension. I picked a lot of fights while I was in school. Mainly because I felt slighted by a comment made or someone talked about my mother the wrong way, but sometimes I started them just because I was bored. It wasn’t like I had anything else to lose. I had very few friends my school years, and only one of them remained my friend into my adulthood. <br>

In high school, to help my mother and not make her work so much, I got a job in retail. I worked for one of the department stores in my town. I don’t remember the name of it and it really doesn’t matter where I got my start. The glory is found in the ends, not the means. That was my first brush with the fashion industry. I became very acutely aware of trends and how they cycled. My first promotion came when I made a bold move and told the man in charge of inventory to stock a large amount of one of the trending styles. He didn’t believe me, but on a leap of faith took my advice, and the move was wildly successful.<br>

I worked there for awhile, until Alexander Montedge for some ungodly reason decided to end up in Marshfield. While talking to one of the managers at the store I was working at, I managed to be introduced to him. After several days, weeks, months of correspondence, Alexander offered me a job at his magazine company. He said I had a knack for fashion and he couldn’t let an opportunity like this slip through his fingers.<br>

The choice was a no brainer. Better living space, more money, a ticket out of Marshfield, and something other than asking “would you like your receipt in the bag”? I jumped on that bandwagon as fast as I could. My leaving would help my mother by alleviating the financial burden.<br>

As I worked for Alexander, I became quite close to him. I knew that of the three partners in the business, that he favored me above the rest. He became the father to me that I never had. Because of this bond, I strove to make everything absolutely perfect. I didn’t want to disappoint him like my father had disappointed me. And now I’m here at Edge. The rest, as they say, is history.<br>



</p><div class="categ">THE ROLEPLAYER</div><p>

<b>NAME</b> Rylah
<br /><b>AGE</b> Not polite to ask a woman her age
<br /><b>EXPERIENCE</b> Too much, for far too long lol
<br /><b>CONTACT INFO</b> you know how to contact me
<br /><b>BITTEN BY</b> Was asked to join
<br /><b>Other Characters</b> Druce, Red

</p><p><br /><h1>ROLEPLAY SAMPLE</h1>
Character: Druce<br>
Board: Here <br>

Druce leaned back on the bench he currently occupied, stretching his arms across the back. He looked over at the carousel as it whirled around, watching the horses carefully. As the carousel made another pass, a little girl smiled and waved at him from her horse. He smiled and waved back at her. It had been so long since they had last come into the city. <br>

Madelyn Rose, his daughter, only seven, was the apple of his eye. Oh he loved his son just as much, but she was his little girl. She looked so much like her father, with her dark hair and her eyes that were almost a mirror to his own. She already had him wrapped around her fingers and he was powerless to resist her when she begged to go on the carousel.<br>

Standing at her side, his hand on her back, was her brother, Jason Eliot. He was five years older than his sister, putting him roundly at twelve years old. He looked less than thrilled at the prospect of being on a merry-go-round, but he smiled and stayed near his sister. <br>

While Druce looked for another job and continued on in this detestable profession, his children were staying on the other side of the city, with his sister and her husband. With his crazy work schedule, he didn't spend much time at home. He had to enjoy whatever time he had with them, because he never knew when he might be able to enjoy the time with them. Some days, work kept him so late that he couldn't go and pick them up and they would stay over at their Aunt and Uncle's. <br>

Damn this job. He sighed deeply. He knew that what he was doing was right. He was providing for his family. Food, clothes, shelter. That didn't mean that he didn't think that he was a bad father. More than anything he wanted a job where he could meet his children at the bus stop after school or at least be able to eat dinner with them more than once or twice a week. He hadn't been able to help them with their homework since god knew when. <br>

"Daddy!" he heard his little girl's voice cry out as the carousel came around again, breaking him out of his thoughts. He smiled and reached for his camera bag at his side, pulling the camera to get a picture of his children as they whirled around the carousel. He adjusted the lens to get just the right shot. At least for now, he was able to spend some time with them without work interrupting him. </p>

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