ASHFORD;;mason (ND)

[mason]

Character Name: Mason James Ashford
Nickname(s): Ash or MJ
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Sexuality: Straight
Grade: Senior
College: Other
Other: USC
Major: business management
Weight: 250
Height: 6'5
Appearance:

hair color:light brown or dirty blonde
eye color:green
height:6'5
weight:235
body type:muscular/built
distinguishing features:various scars he's received over the years from fights and what not. He also has a tattoo on the inside of his left wrist. It specifically says forgiven in hebrew.
personal style: Mason is the hottest bartender east of the Mississippi, throwing down more whiskey and tequila bottles than anyone thought possible in one night. A fact he cockily own up to. The lassies crave his company like chocolate. He's got a face that could be compared to that of a Roman god paired along with his robust, iron clad frame. Where could we go wrong? Not selling short his perfectly formed abs, Mr. Ashford's body is a thing of beauty at only 2% body fat. Ladies swoon when he floats a smile their way. If you're lucky he might make time to concoct you a screaming orgasm, his signature drink.

WINTER/FALL CASUAL
Mason's dress style on a day to day basis consists of flannel shirts, blue jeans, and his work boots. Looking like a farmer or lumberjack is an average expectancy for the male population, especially when working out doors in the area he was raised . So tease if you must, but this man makes no apologies.
SPRING/SUMMER CASUAL
As the greenery and birds appear and the ice melts off, Ashford switches up his wardrobe a little. Trading flannels and long johns for something a little more temperate. For warmer weather you'll see Mason in his signature polo and flip flops or vans. Depending on the occasion maybe even a tee shirt and hoodie or a wife beater and button down.
PROFESSIONAL OR PLAY?
For the work place Mase typically likes to wear a nice looking muscle shirt or a tight t-shirt showing off his glorious physique, seeing as temperatures are not an issue, no matter the season, with all the hot bodies entering and exiting the building.
FORMAL
Even though the occasion is rare Mason is brilliant in a tux or suit depending what the scene calls for. This bartender boy may be pulling minimum wage,but in formal wear he makes the man in Armani look cheap.

Personality:

likes:
•baseball
•football
•the cubs
•bartending
•being single
•sex
•drinking
•drinking games
•hot girls
•partying
•cooking
•learning/trying new things
•music
•movies
•the occasional tearjerker/chick flick
•meeting new people
•restoring vintage cars
•hanging with his boys
•playing basketball
•playing hockey
•playing rugby
•playing guitar
•playing women
dislikes: •sitting still
•settling
•being judged
•rain
•excessive wind(oops...)
•pdas
•his parents
•the majority of his
•racism
•prejudice
•religion
•rednecks
•needy women
•pointless people
•women who want to change him
strengths:
•bartending
•people skills
•seduction
•sexual performance
•multitasking
•sports/physical activity overall
weaknesses:
•committed relationships
•honesty
•looking at things from more than one dimension
•his little sister
•little kids
•smoking
secrets:He hates his mother almost as much as he hates his dad. He still races. He's never actually met his dad.
personality summary:
DETERMINED When Mason sees something he likes or wants he has the habit of relentlessly chasing the subject. Be it women, the job promotion no one else got, or even the Jack Russell he begged his parents for when he was only 8, no matter he won't stop until he receives or earns what he believes is rightfully his.

CONFIDENT/COCKYMason, amongst the playboys of the world over, is just as confident as the next in his ability to leave the ladies fumbling to keep their knickers on. Not to mention he knows exactly how amazing he looks. I mean with this body...how could he not?

STRATEGICThe boy may retain a more than adequate level of skill for thinking on his toes, but that doesn't mean he would ever walk the battlefield blind. As it pertains to the ladies, He can play off anything from women's weaknesses to their deepest desires. Mason lives to every ounce of meaning in the phrase, TAKE NO PRISONERS, no plot is too brutal for execution in his book. After all, "all is fair in love and war".

AMBITIOUSMason has always been a dreamer. Beginning at the earliest age of five when he dreamt of becoming an astronaut and exploring distant galaxy, given he was five. His latest wish is to open his own bar and grill/club before he turns 27.

THILLSEEKERAshford loves a good rollercoaster ride as much as anyone, but it isn't enough. Not for Mason that is, base jumping, bungee jumping, sky diving, bmx racing, you name it, chances are he's done it. He loves the adrenaline rush he receives from putting his life on the line.

GREAT FRIEND Even being the digusting, sly, cunning, coniving, foxy fiend that he is, even the worst people in the world have those who love them. And Mason Ashford is no exception, and any person would be lucky to call him friend. He defends those he loves and does what he can to be there for them in their times of need.

HEALTH NUT Mason is that guy you are guaranteed to see at the gym daily for his minimum two hour workout routine. He takes pride in his physique and refuses to compromise it.

PICKY EATER Even, for being as physically fit as he is, some of his habits are beyond ridiculous. Biggest example being, he refuses to eat anything packaged without first seeing a label or giving the recipe and ingredients a thorough examination. He tends to trust restaurants a little better, although there has been more than one occassion where his dishes have been returned to the kitchen twice or more.

INTELLEGENT? Yes, he is even if at first appearance he looks like a useless loaf. You'd be wrong to judge this book by it's cover.

MR. SENSITIVITY Though it might seem beyond belief for these words to be used in reference to Mason Ashford, even he himself has a side of his personality deeper than a quarter inch of water. Even if it is known only to his closest and dearest.

BRUISEDA dark past lies beneath Mr. Ashford's rock hard exterior and unperturbed, emotionless demeanor, a point of vulnerability, you might say. While this may prove to inevitably be his kryptonite. He should not be rendered defenseless.
THE MYSTERIOUS ONIONAs in any other person there is a quality of mystery to Mr. Ashford. Kinda like an onion you have to peel away one layer at a time. (THANK YOU SHREK!!!) Even if this onion is a little tougher to tear into than others

History:

Sample Rp:

The party was in full swing by the time Mason entered the gate of the Horton mansion. From the looks of the security on this joint you'd need a blood sample just to get in the door. That was Leslie Horton for you though. She hated party crashers almost as much as she hated moochers. If there was one thing that could be said Les definitely knew who her real friends were. Mason grinned as he presented the ridiculously detailed invite, Leslie had dropped in the mail for him requesting his attendance. The man he'd handed it to even by Mason's standard was extremely burly. He held back a laugh as he recalled every episode of WWF he'd ever viewed with his dad. This guy made hulk hogan look like a pansey.

It shouldn't have been surprising to anyone that he was be late to this shindig. ---If anyone made note of his presence at all. Even he himself had to admit he had become a bit of an outcast since high school. As he and Becca had always stated they were loved for who they were and hated for what they were.--- In fact it was lucky he was even present tonight. He was still recovering from last night's drunken lovefest with the girl he'd picked up at the Roxy. The only reason he had even decided to come was already inside. Probably already drowning herself in a gallon jugs of Jack. He found the first available place he could find in the packed driveway, and parked his convertible. Mason was extremely happy he'd decided to drive his Bentley instead of the Beast otherwise he wouldn't have had snow ball's chance in hell at making it in the joint.

He smiled a little as he made his way up the path to the house noticing quite a few familiar vehicles. Maybe this wouldn't be half bad. After all, every friend he had to his name would be present. Although they might all bash him up for giving no indication he would even show at this thing. Thankfully the theme was masquerade so he wouldn't be required to reveal his identity until the defined time. Or maybe if he was recognized he could pass himself for, his twin, Scrappy or Sean as some would say. The thought of being so desperate chilled him to the core.

Mason made his way inside the house , music pulsed through the massive speakers set up on either side of the dj booth nestled beneath the mondo grand staircase in the foyer. He could make out the muffled screams of Marilyn Manson as Tainted Love played throughout the house. Mason made it through directly to the bar in search of Becca, praying she was still moderately sober. He finally found her with three empty shot glasses resting in front of her. "Nice legs." He laughed into her ear. "When do they open?" He could already predict her reaction, but the line was one of his best. An obnoxious smirk lit his lips as he waited for her to laugh it off or punch him dead in the jaw.

Celeb:

TAYLOR KITSCH

Out Of Character:

name:Brittany Gabriella. My preference is Brilee or Briella as you choose.
age:19
gender:female
years roleplaying:2
other characters:Mia Weston