CONWAY, jeff francis

[jeff francis conway]

*JEFF FRANCIS CONWAY,

“so many girls in here, where do i begin?”

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*i'm beautiful in my own way,
» FULL NAME: jeff francis conway
» NICKNAMES: absolutely none.
» AGE/BIRTHDAY: 16, january 15th, 1994
» GENDER: male
» ORIENTATION: straight
» YEAR/ SCHOOL: dalton academy junior
» CLUBS: the warblers
» CANON OR ORIGINAL: canon

*'cause god makes no mistakes,
» HAIR: Jeff's hair is sometimes buzzed, black, but it's usually a semi-long wavey poof.
» EYES: His eyes are a very simple, unspecial, chocolate brown.
» HEIGHT/WEIGHT: He may not look like much, at only 5'11, but he's 195 pounds of pure muscle.
» DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Nothing usually, except he squints a great deal, and has the cutest dimples.
» STYLE: Most of the time, he's in his Dalton uniform, but other than that, jeans and a t-shirt.
» BODY TYPE: Perfectly sculpted and pretty pale, he could take down a small army.
» PLAY-BY: penn badgeley

*i'm on the right track baby,
» LIKES: girls, singing, long legs, blondes, energy drinks, pretzels, drinking
» DISLIKES: being shut down, being feminine himself, showing any emotion, looking weak, rainy weather, prudes, other drugs
» STRENGTHS: charm, looks, intelligent, funny, manipulative
» WEAKNESSES: compassion, emotional strength, crying girls, batted eyelashes, most athletic sports
» SECRETS: he would eventually want to settle down, he hates going to an all guy school, his ex-girlfriend had an abortion
» GOALS: hook up with every girl in lima, get through his school without a pregnancy scare, get out of this hellhole town
» OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Jeff was no idiot, even at birth. Well actually, in a way, I guess you could say he was. Never the brightest bulb in the box, even he knew he was one of a kind. He was rich his entire life. Loaded, even. Born and raised in Westerville, he loves his home more than it's even possible to explain. He was always a spoiled kid. Jeff prided himself on being a real man through and through, even as a little boy. His father was his role model. He got along right well with his mother, but he just couldn't connect with her. Instead, he treated her like someone who needed to be protected at all times. He carried that protective mind state his whole life.

He was a well liked guy throughout his school years. He had a funny and sarcastic personality that made him easy to admire, but difficult to get along with. He kept himself shut in, and it was nearly impossible to decipher how he felt about you. That was exactly the way he liked it: everyone fighting for his attention and trying to please him. It must've been the way he carried himself that made everyone want to be his best friend, so he was possible. The poster child for an all american family. He even played football, very well at that.

Nowadays, he spends his time indulged in women, smoking, drinking, and being your typical high school jackass.He doesn't think that most people deserve his time, but he'll humor them regardless. As soon as you get to know him, it's easy to see that he's a loner at heart. He's impassive to mostly everything, but he can open up when he really tries. He's just a hard nut to crack. He doesn't like being pestered or constantly asked how he's feeling or what he's thinking about. Girls who are clingy annoy him and he tries to stay away as much as possible. He might not always seem like the best influence, but he's always a good guy. Just don't let his rough exterior fool you. Deep down, he's a teddy bear.

*i was born this way,
» PARENTS: justin arthur conway (45, banker) and christina anne conway (42, ex-actress)
» SIBLINGS: kimberley isabella conway (15)
» PETS: none.
» SIGNIFICANT OTHER: absolutely nobody.
» OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: nobody is important to jeff.
» HISTORY: Jeff has lived in Westerville his entire life. Oh yes, of course you know Justin Conway. He’s ran for mayor of this tiny town many times. Just recently, as in this last election, he won. So Jeff is the son of Westerville’s mayor. And as far as Christina goes, well, she’s the best trophy wife one could have. She used to act in those horrible 80’s horror movies, but now she’s addicted to plastic surgery and tequila before noon. Justin loves affairs, publicity, and Cuban cigars. They’re the typical dysfunctional family that looks perfect on the outside. It’s no wonder Jeff is the way he has. He doesn’t quite have the greatest influences. In fact, if it weren’t for his little sister, Kimmy, he most likely would have emancipated himself some time ago. A boy with his talent, he’d be perfectly capable of supporting himself.

Things weren’t always that bad, though. When he was younger, and when his dad was a losing politician, the family was very close. He would have baseball catches with his father, and even bake with his mother when he was too young to realize how uncool it was. He was your typical little boy. He loved his sister more than anything in the entire world. He even used to have an adorable little dog, who died when he was in the fifth grade. Yes, life used to be good. He made a lot of friends at the schools he went to. People even started kissing up to him when his dad started running. After all, Justin was helping out the community. His bad reputation only laid under his own roof. It was hard enough to keep a grip on his ever wavering increasingly delinquent children.

Things started to get as bad as they ever would in Jeff’s sophomore year in high school. Starting out as a freshman at Dalton, he was already a bit of an outcast. He’d discovered girls early on and was bitter about being sent to an all boys school. He lost his virginity in the eighth grade, after all. He spent most of his time in his extremely cozy home with girls from both McKinley and Carmel. He was just a sophomore when a one night stand he had with an already peer pressured Carmel girl lead to a pregnancy. Things got very out of hand. Scandal was brought onto his father’s political campaign, which he won mostly because of the sympathy it brought him. The girl, Lea Hanley had an abortion and moved all the way to Mississippi. Still, it was hard for people to forget. He was still known as the guy with the baby on the way, and he tried his hardest to even stick up for Lea. He wasn’t a complete monster, actually. He even wanted to keep the baby, but he was aware of how much he’d done already and knew she wanted no parts of him or his child.

Things haven’t much changed other than the absence of Lea Hanley. Jeff is still a womanizer, just slightly more careful now. He still fights daily with his father and is neglected by his alcoholic mother. The only thing he has going for him is Kimmy and the Warblers, who he treats as brothers. It’s hard enough to keep cool when you’re alone in a place as small as Ohio. He’s not stupid, and he knows he needs all the friends he can get. He spends most of his time writing these days, since it’s possible that he might even want to become an author at some point. All in all, Jeff just wants his life to fall back on track with as little effort as possible, staying completely true to his nature.

*don't hide yourself in regret,
» NAME/ALIAS: gianna
» AGE: 16
» ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: like five years
» HOW YOU FOUND US: i'm a member already, silly goose!
» CODE PHRASE: -admin approved-
» RP SAMPLE:

Chloe sort of felt like she was living in a movie. It was hard to deal with at times. Every day of her life was filled with a new drama or new surprise. She had her drug problem that she could obviously not get help for, since it was a secret. Then she had her slight infatuation with men over twice her age, which she never saw as a problem anyway. Age was just a number, and she felt like she was taking a step in the right direction by going for a men intellectually up to her speed. However, she was more than aware of how bad it looked to be with older, married men, so she didn’t exactly advertise that either. Everything just seemed like a bad soap opera. This week’s scandal? The return of Sam Evans and his children. From what Chloe could gather, Sam was an ex flame of her mothers and a friend of her father’s. Even more drama there. She’d met him a few times, but they lived in New York for most of the years Chloe could remember. Her mother was also the godmother of Riley, Sam’s daughter. That was something she remembered. Chloe was confident that this Riley was the one who she’d been very close with as a child. To be completely honest, she hadn’t even seen her in years, but she could spot the face from a mile away. Riley was gorgeous. Part of Chloe was even kind of excited to be getting an old friend back, so maybe her and Astrid could have a third musketeer. Three gorgeous high school girls had more power than two of them did, after all. She didn’t feel threatened though. As long as Chloe’s secrets stayed secret, her position on top of the food chain was secured, as captain of the Cheerio’s should be.

That specific morning, Chloe had to admit, she looked better than usual. She never actually looked bed, but this was a whole new level of fantastic. Her hair had this volume thing going on that it never really had, and her tan was at its’ peak. With an attitude so carefree, her entire mood could be affected by how she looked that day, so she felt as great as she looked. Recently, she’d ended her pre-school routine with a small line of coke off of her bathroom counter, the stock kept hidden inside of a small piggybank in her sock drawer. Both of her parents knew of its’ existence, but neither of its’ content. The irony of the entire situation was that the piggybank was the only memorabilia Chloe had left from before the age of seven years old. Now she was using it to destroy her innocence. The satire wasn’t lost on the junior, and sometimes she felt bad, but mostly, it was funny. She wiped her nose off in the bathroom, checked to make sure all side effects were taken care of, and smiled once more at her perfect reflection. Grabbing her car keys, she rushed down the stairs, kissed her parents and her brother on the cheek, and got in her car. She blasted the official Chloe Hudson anthem, ‘Party Like A Millionaire’ by the Millionaires. She always made an entrance pulling into the McKinley High parking lot. It just so happened that the day flew by as routine and standard as any other. It wasn’t until lunch when she was coming back from her locker that she strayed a little off the beaten path. Just as she predicted, she recognized the face of Riley Evans before anyone had to tell her, as soon as she saw her.

And right now, Riley was not in the best of situations. Chloe, being on good terms with almost every member of the McKinley High football team, There were some that she disliked more than others. Tommy Parkinson was one of the ones she detested, but even he knew better than to come up against her. The Slushie facials hadn’t stopped, but they slowed down. A new member to New Directions was probably a good spark under the flame, so Riley was the one to get one. As if that weren’t bad enough, she decided to open her mouth back. Chloe watched for a moment, as the two bantered back and forth, but actually found herself chuckling at what Riley said. She had a quick tongue, which Chlo admired. She understood that Riley was new, but did she have nothing even close to this in school in New York? Tommy was not going to stand around and be insulted and slandered by the new girl in the glee club. Just as Chloe feared, he started to move toward Riley, the scariest look in his eyes. She sighed deeply. Well, it was probably time to intervene. The petite blonde girl rushed over, purse bouncing at her side, and placed both hands on the Neanderthal’s chest. ”Please Parkinson, I’m begging you. Give me another reason to ruin your life. Do it.” Words weren’t enough to stop a bully and neither were empty threats, but the look in Chloe’s eyes could paralyze some people. Most of them knew better. Besides, everyone knew how close Ethan was to his little sister. He was a threat as well. Tommy glared right back at her, backed up, brushed off his stupid letterman jacket, and stormed of fin the opposite direction. She turned to face Riley and grabbed her hand, pulling her in the direction of the nearest girls room. ”Nice to see you Riley. We’ve missed you all these years. That was our welcoming committee,” Chloe stated, rolling her eyes and opening the door to push Riley inside. She instinctively went toward the sink and wet a few paper towels. She handed a few of them to the brunette and then got a few more dry ones. She’d never been slushied before, but as the school’s resident guardian angel, she’d helped enough people get it off to know what to do as a second nature. It was just a shame her first few days had to go this way.

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