duffy, matthew james

[Matthew Duffy]

MATTHEW JAMES DUFFY

alias;; callie yo

years of experience;; 923479324 years.

play-by;; m. shadows

other characters;; none, yet(;

character's name;; matthew james duffy

character's age;; twenty four

occupation;; owner of popplers music/assassin

height and weight;; 6'2" 260 lbs.

character's eye color;; hazel/green

character's hair color;; nobody is really sure, actually. he tends to shave off all his hair or keep it very short. however, it appears to be a dark brown.

general personality;;

[*] cocky: conceited or arrogant, especially in a bold or impudent way

[*] liar:

[*] hard headed: a practical and realistic person: not sentimental

[*] blunt: straightforward; to the point

[*] badass

[*] tough

[*] adrelanine junky

[*] patient

[*] sweet talker

[*] charming

[*] persuasive

[*] rude: lacking sophistication. only to certain people though

[*] well mannered: generally speaking

[*] hilarious

[*] has a soft side, way down

[*] uncaring



fears;; losing his best friends ; losing the people he loves more than platonically ; bees (he's terribly allergic) ; losing his liberty ; getting old and boring ; being caught ; showing people his true colors

goals;; to be rememberd 30 years from now as being one of the greats ; getting his system completely clean...eventually ; settling down ; hold is position as leader for as long as he can

quirks;; tapping his leg whenever he's bored ; always has to have something in his hands ; rolling his eyes quite often ; taking off his hats and putting them back on ; grinds his teeth quite often ; has a tendancy to come off as a cold-hearted person

secret;; i'm an assasin and i feel no empathy or sympathy for the targets







family and friends;; brian duffy is his dad and role model, of 60 years of age. a pretty talented musician. he's the reason matthew went for getting his own company and becoming his own boss. the only reason that matthew hadn't shut out the entire world.

dana is his biological mother, age fifty five. he'd not in contact with her. his father's wife is suzy duffy whom is forty seven years of age, and works at something really weird. matthew is pretty sure she has her own hyptonizing show or something. although matt doesn't hang out with her often, he cares a lot for her since she makes his dad happy, plus she's not as strict as he thought she was when he was a kid.

brent duffy is his half brother, age twenty. fucking amazing dude. parties hard as anybody he knows, although he's a bit of a mooch and likes to stay with matt. he also has a smaller sister, mckenna who is an exception for not liking kids too much. however, she has stated that her brother has "scared her" in the past.

history;;

childhood days - matt couldn't have been brought up in a better place. born in a private clinic, to the music of bands such as oingo boingo and frank zappa, he was his dad's life. the first thing he remembers was how he would touch every instrument laying around in his house, and sit wide-eyed as his father did marvels in their own home recording studio. his mother was extremely loving and protective, although she and brian divorced with matthew was only four. he suspects he was an accident, because their marriage lasted only three years, and when matthew was six his father married another woman. issues like that made him have a slight identity crisis when he was a teen. little matt didn't care, and although the years that he didn't have anyone to call mom were troublesome and lonely, he still waited up for his dad to come back home from touring around the world and talked about him everywhere. like most high class families, matt had private tutors and baby sitters who would do about anything for him. but they never did last long. babysitters came and went, and private tutours gave up because matthew refused to do another thing minus mess around with his dads instruments. occassionally, his uncle and cousins would show up, and them being also part of the music industry marvelled him even more. little kids are easily impressed, and tutors just thought his obsession with music was just a stage in his life, but, when his father, as an apology gift for being gone so long gave him a guitar, little matthew knew that was his future. in the long hours where he didn't feel like hanging out with his posh neighbours, who would just brag and talk about celebrities and the elite, matthew would spend hours reading tab books, and trying to learn songs by ear. right when he was getting better and better, and learning all the songs he'd grown to love, brian married another girl. she was younger, prettier than his mother, but she was livelier and seemed to really care about matthew. of course, there was a time where matthew felt somewhat replaced, since his dad spent more time with suzy than with him, but he figured that they had already had more than enough "guy time" time during his childhood. when he was seven years old, matthew could already nearly play by ear, and he was proud to say he was self taught. this was of course a change in his attitude towards education, as if before he didn't care much, now he cared even less. barely after a year of suzy being around, she got pregnant, which matthew wasn't alright with. he was used to being the centre of attention, and having a younger brother/sister wouldn't help it much. this was when matthew started to get out and know some people, and even when he was just barely seven he earned a reputation. he was that kid who would go with an acoustic guitar everywhere, and let kids that were amazed at his skills hold it. maybe having a bunch of kids admire you is not so good at a young age, maybe that's why he's so cocky. matthew didn't go to school, he was home schooled until he was old enough to go to high school, which is why he's always eager to go out and see new places. matthew had his group of friends who he would hang out often, and when he was ten he would run down to the beach and surf, because it was what was "in". some people are surprised to learn that this man with tattooes was once the kind of kid who wore shirts and tailored trousers, but listened to things like guns and roses inside. it was all suzy, wanting him to socialize with the wrong type of people, and make upper class friends. he started to hate her for it before, but now he understands the need she had to feel part of that upper class society. but even looking like a posh snobby kid he knew how to have fun, and started socializing and became the cool kid at the age of 14; people of the area knowing everything about him. he was athletic, fun and charming, not to mention good looking.



high school - the only reason matthew had stayed in high school was for sports. he was the cool kid, but only for a little while. high school was a troublesome time for the man. he had a tendancy to get into fights, many fights. during his career he attended 4 different high schools, after being suspended multiple times from the past one and expelled from all 3 previous. matthew barely graduated by the skin on his teeth. the only reason he had was because of his father's influence over everything. no sports scholarships were for him. nothing. by the time he got to his fourth school, matt had stopped participating in sports completely. basketball always ended up with a broken nose for somebody, football ended up in concussions to the entire other team. he was all too violent for sports, though nobody was quite sure where the rage had came from. by the time graduation came along, matthew up and left the nest. he decided to move to havana california, not far from huntington beach, but far enough to become his own man.



now - in his early twenties, matthew's father had gotten him into a big music franchise called popplers. there wasn't one located in havana, but brian was determined to change all of that. the duo agreed to build the store, in which matthew would be half owner. in the meantime of his store, matthew participated in underground fights. he was good, almost scary good. one day, he had been approached by a man who had seen him, talking about the brotherhood. matthew didn't hesitate to say yes to him, and from then on he had climed the ranks to leader of the tigers. the brotherhood had shown him that he wasn't only an excellent fighter, but a good shot as well. something that had obviously became valuable in his line of work. by the time he was twenty-two, matthew was living a double life. he was now the part-owner of a big music store, something changed a few short years after, since he had proved himself to his father. now, yeah. this...yeah he's here now doing what he does.(:

pets;; reba ; husky/wolf hybrid / one year of age











buzz buzz buzz the iphone vibrated on the counter top while alexander mashed his potatoes with his special utinsel. he sighed, looking at the black furball at his feet. "read that for me will you?" ichabod just sat on the floor and looked up at the man, tilting his head. alex rolled his eyes, giving the dog a small smile "you're really no good, are you?" alexander pet the dog for a few seconds with his foot before he made his way over to his cellphone. reading the message a small smile appeared on alex's face as he set the phone down, going back to what he was doing.



the man managed to get the potatoes done, steam the green beans, and flip over the steaks before he heard a knock on his door. he never did understand why she didn't just ring the doorbell. then again, salem wasn't exactly normal. it wasn't in an insulting way. salem wasn't just a type of woman that alexander wasa used to. she wasn't promiscuous under any circumstances. the most that the two had done together was kiss. alexander really felt like a he was 16 again admitting it though. he had hardly told his band about her. actually, he didn't really recall telling them her name or anything. alexander wanted to make sure that she was a sure thing beforehand. his bandmates have heard enough from him on how wonderful a woman was, only to want his money. alexander got over that fear with salem, however. with her being from russia and only being in the states for a few years, she was still a bit naive about who alexander exactly was. alex actually wasn't even quite sure if she's wrapped her head around it yet.



alexander walked, more like skip-jumped, to the door before opening it. a smile was etched on his face as he swung the large door open. what he saw was salem standing there, looking more like herself this time and less like an expensive hooker. "you could just, let yourself in you know" if alexander expected her over, he wouldn't be walking around naked or anything. unless of course she wanted him to, then he'd probably stand in the window with his wang hanging out. he moved out of her way to let her in. though they had known one another for what was it, a month? he still liked seeing her in clothes in which she seemed more comfortable in. alexander could recall that night like it was yesterday though. it sounded corny to say he had recalled it because it was the first night they had kissed and actually hung out. it also seemed to be the first time alexander nearly gave her a heart attack.



the house smelt of steak as it cooked on the patio. as she walked in to the house, alexander embraced her by gently putting his arms around her waist, giving her a kiss. this was the normal for alexander, however it may be a bit of a shock to salem's system if they ever go out in public with one another. especially if she goes around the band. alexander was different behind closed doors. in front of a lot of people, he was told specific instructions by his manager with limited PDA. alexander always had appear to be the badass. the other guys did too, but alexander was the biggest one- the most feared as his manager put it. alex thought it was stupid. that wasa most of the reason why he always went to the movies. theatres = dark. and well, you know what happens when the lights go off. alexander unwrapped his arms from salem and walked towards his counter. nodding out towards the door, he began to speak "how do you like your steak? if you're a hardcore russian, it's already passed being rare and mooing" he smiled at her. alexander tended to make jokes at where she had came from. the best he could anyways, he didn't really know much about the country. besides their accents were sexy as fuck.

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