Post by james on May 31, 2011 1:17:54 GMT -6
JamesStevenRyan
“Well, tell me a little about yourself. What’s your name?”
My name is James. Some people call me Jamie .. Most of my friends call me Ry or Ryan. My Parents call me James. I really don't care what you call me. People call me all sorts of things. Alot of Americans call me Aussie .. Because of my accent. Well I mean I am Aulstrailian. I have a very common Aulstrailian surname.
“Next question, how’s school?”
Well I did the whole public school thing when I was little. But my mum thought she could teach me better then they could so she home schooled me. And aside from being sent here that was all the schooling I did. I never really paid attention in classes. I drew things. Except for math and science. See I have this nac for .. blowing things up. Making my own explosives. I enjoyed science when we got to play with chemicals. But so I drew in class and I never did most of the work. Even in math and science. I would pay attention but I wanted to use the information for my own work and not theirs. So when my report card showed D's and F's my mum pulled me out of public school.
“What did you do when you weren’t in school?”
I built explosives. My favorite thing was to set them off. I like watching the debris fly. Once .. I didn't set my fuse long enough and it exploded before i got far enough away that everything was safe. I burnt my shoulder and lost most of my hearing in my right ear. I wear a hearing aide to help me hear things out of that ear but I'm basically deaf in that ear. I ruined alot of the tissue and blew out my ear drum. There's a tube that runs down inside my ear passed all that damage so I can hear somewhat if the hearing aide is on. Other then that .. I play a little guitar. It was easier to pick up when I lost my hearing then any other instrument. My mum thought it would be best that I put my time into something that didn't blow things up.
“Tell me about your friends and family. How are your relationships with them?”
Ah well my father drinks alot. He sorta beat on my mum. I don't much like him. But thats ok .. He goes on these things called walk abouts. And he can be gone for weeks or months at a time. My mum well she has a really good day job at an office and she schools me in the evenings. That leaves my days and weekends pretty much free. Me and my mum were close. Until recent events anyway. She seems so disappointed in me.
My friends and me .. even though there's few of them.. we're pretty ah .. close. We're like extended family. We see .. saw each other all the time. They liked watching me blow things up sometimes. I could get them into things that guns and pry bars couldn't. Like big shipping tanks. those are hard to get into. But with the right explosion you can get into anything. They tell me when and where and what I'm getting them into and I build it and set it off. We could work for the government if we thought it would benefit us. Special ops or whatever. We all have different talents. But that probably won't ever happen right cause I'm what they call a convicted criminal now.
“Well we know about your friends and family, but what do you think about yourself? Describe yourself to me.”
Ah well I'm good physically. I'm not overly muscular and I'm not fat. I've got an athletic build. I have short black hair and grayish brown eyes. I've been told they look kind of smoky. I have scar tissue on my shoulder from a burn I got from an premature explosion. Also I wear a hearing aid on my right ear. Without it I can't hear anything out of that ear. I have a tattoo that wraps around my left bicept. Tattoo As far as mentally, I think I'm ok I mean I do like to blow things up, Does that give me a mental problem. Do they have a name for that?
“Have you had any trouble with the law?”
Well yeah I have .. or we wouldn't be talking obviously. Um nothing to major for the first couple. Some under age drinking charges. Braking and entering. I was never into drugs so nothing to do with that. But well what got me recomended for this place was we, as in me and my friends. We were gonna break into this old building to see what kinds of things we could pawn and scrap. The building was supposed to have been abandoned. It was marked condemed on the doors. Well there were people in there. There wasn't supposed to be people in there .. you have to understand I didn't mean for any of them to get hurt .. or die. My explosive caused some fire and a cave in and it killed two people and severly injured another. I usually don't talk much about it. Or at all. But its public record so if you want more details .. you can read the paper or the report or whatever. I just didn't mean to do it.
“Why did you do it?”
Scrapping pipe and copper and pawning stuff are the easiest ways to make quick cash without selling yourself. And like I said I like blowing stuff up and its not like we target places where people usually are. We do it in buildings that are old and abandoned or gonna be torn down anyway. If I had known people were in there when all of that was happening I would have helped them get out alive, I wouldn't have ran when it didn't go the way we planned. I was just scared
“What is the worst thing you’ve done?”
I don't know. Its between the time I lost my hearing and killing those people. I guess killing those people would win huh? So I suppose thats the worst thing I've ever done. Killing innocent people. I don't think I deserve to be breathing air right now. Ah well that probably sounds suicidal. Don't write that down ok? I'm not .. I wouldn't try to kill myself. I mean sure I've thought of it but what teenager hasn't? That's normal right? Aw well who am I kidding I'm not normal .. Don't write that down either. Next question?
"What the thing you're most proud of?"
Ah well I think i should be proud I know what chemicals to mix and how to mix them to make the kind of chemical reaction I want especially at this age. Normally people go through extensive training to make the kinds of stuff I have. It was really easy. And I've alway thought science was fun. Taught my friends little brother how to make silly putty with laundry soap and some glue. He played with it for hours. I always had something new for him to do to keep him busy so he wasn't in any trouble. Maybe I wanted him to have a better life then me and his brother.
"Got any vices?"
Ah a few beers here and there. There's lots of woods and stuff where I'm from so we'd go out with some beer and camp .. blow some rocks up with tiny explosives. Fun stuff like that. No drugs. I never stole from any one. I helped steal from abandond buildings. So really nothing bad I don't abuse drugs and I don't hurt myself so no need to watch over me
“If you could change one thing about your life what would it be?”
Ah if I could change one thing itd be my hearing. I wish I could hear like a normal person without this thing on my ear. People treat me like I'm deaf and they talk really loud like I can't hear them hello the hearing aide is there already .. It amplifies things I don't need someone to shout at me to have a conversation. And yeah I don't have a speech problem. So if I could change something it would be my hearing.
“What act got you sent here and who recommended it?”
I killed two people after detonating one of my explosives. And severely hurt another. Um so two counts of some kind of murder. Not premeditated I didn't know there were people in there and I don't know how many times I have to say I'm sorry before I can go home. Or if I'll even have a home to go to. And one count of attempted murder. Judge recommended this place during my sentencing and my mother took it, instead of letting them take me off to a 8 by 8 jail cell. They put me on an airplane with two guards and here I sit. Good enough? Good next question.
“Do you deserve to be here?”
What the hell kind of question is that? Do I deserve to be here. No I didn't mean to kill those people. I should be at home with my mum. Helping her. I paid bills with my cut of the money we got from raiding those buildings. My dead beat father doesn't do anything to help her. Someone does and it was me and there's nothing wrong with me I don't need to be here. And my paitence is wearing a little thin with all these questions.
"Tell me about your life before B.A.D. contacted you."
Ah I grew up with a loving mum and a father who was barely around but when he was he was drunk and abusive. I attended public school where I made some really good friends. We stayed friends even after I was pulled out of school to be home schooled. I never much liked school. I always saw them as baby sitters. All that work they gave us was just busy work. I spent my free time making things that explode. Even at an early age. It wasn't really hard for me. So after my mother pulled me out of public school I was in about the 8th or 9th grade. She thought she could teach me better.
About that time me and my friends we started raiding abandoned buildings that were to be torn down. Office buildings, old factories, houses .. Any thing we could get stuff out of. We would raid in the middle of the night. And then scrap and pawn off everything during the day. I told my mom I got a job. That the people I was working for had to hire me because I was disabled. She was to busy to ever check up on my story. So then I would help out with the bills. I felt pretty good about myself. I wasn't a bad kid and I'm still not. -Takes a deep breath and lets it out slowly- So that brings us to why I'm here. One night we were gonna break into this old building to see what kinds of things we could get. The building was supposed to have been abandoned. It was marked condemed on the doors. Well there were people in there. There wasn't supposed to be people in there ..My explosive caused some fire and a cave in and it killed two people and severly injured another. When things didn't go as planned I ran and hid out at my house until the cops came.
Once I was arrested I was held in a holding cell until my trial where they found me guilty and recommended me to here. Not that I really want to be here but its better then going to a real prison for the rest of my life. I guess here at least I still have a small chance at getting a normal life. As for my friends I have no idea whats gonna happen to them. No one really meant for anything bad to happen.
Ryan, James, S:
Race: white, caucasion .. Austrailian.
DOB and Age:17 ... March 22
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 17 .. new.
Grade: Junior
Health issues: Partial hearing in right ear. Needs a hearing aide.
Other: Should be watched around chemicals.
Race: white, caucasion .. Austrailian.
DOB and Age:17 ... March 22
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 17 .. new.
Grade: Junior
Health issues: Partial hearing in right ear. Needs a hearing aide.
Other: Should be watched around chemicals.
Your name: Dani
How you found us: I play Anthony Price
Code word in the Rules: Admin Edit
Play by:Nic Robuck
