Post by Tobias Fallon on Nov 21, 2008 20:17:49 GMT -5
Full Name: Tobias Arnold Fallon
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthplace: New York City
Currently Living: The Bronx
History: One look from Hugh Fallon, and Colleen O'Reilly knew she was in love. The handsome editor of the New York Globe was six years her senior, but sixteen-year-old Colleen was smitten nonetheless. Compassionate and always kind to her, Hugh naturally stole her heart. However, he was engaged to a woman named Mary Peterson, a pious young lady who seemed the perfect match for Hugh. Colleen knew she had no chance, but even as the date of the wedding neared, she found that she couldn't forget about Hugh. The morning before his wedding, Hugh was leaving his office to find Colleen waiting outside. He was surprised, at first: he had not seen his friend in a few weeks, and it was below freezing. Colleen was shivering violently, and her fingers, nose and ears were frostbitten. But a smile was on her face.
Hurriedly, Hugh ushered her back into his warm office and tried to help her. Once she was no longer shivering and her fingers were their normal color, he asked her what in the world she was doing. "I was waiting for you," she answered, her voice slightly weak. "I wanted to give you my good wishes for your wedding." Hugh looked askance. "How long were you out there?" he asked cautiously. "Five hours," replied Colleen. Shocked, Hugh asked, "Why?" And as Colleen raised her eyes to his, he realized that he knew why. She did not want to give him her good wishes. She wanted to see him once more before he was married. Indeed, she wanted to keep her hope alive for a final moment before losing it forever. Hugh knew that she loved him. And he loved her.
He didn't get married that afternoon. A week later he married Colleen, and the couple rented a comfortable apartment in Manhattan. With Colleen's dowry and Hugh's wages, they could afford to live comfortably for a while. In the next five years, they would have two beautiful, healthy children: Tobias and Shannon. Colleen taught Shannon embroidery and how to play the Celtic harp. Hugh took Tobias as his apprentice and taught him about the world of journalism. Soon, Tobias was as impassioned as his father. Both siblings were well-spoken, intelligent and could read, write and add well. Colleen and Hugh, for their part, fell deeper in love with each passing year they spent together.
But this is where the fairy tale ends. At age thirty-four, Hugh died suddenly one evening of a bad heart. Colleen was twenty-eight, Tobias was twelve, and Shannon was ten. The Globe sent no compensation to his family, who was suddenly without income. Greif and fear overwhelmed Colleen, and she didn't know where to turn. She knew that if something wasn't done, she and her children would starve. Five days after Hugh's death, Colleen received an unexpected letter, inviting her and her children to move to the Bronx for lodging. The letter was from Mary Peterson. Mary had read of Hugh's death in the newspaper, and although she felt a bit of contempt for the man who had left her at the altar as well as the woman who had taken him from her, she was newly engaged to a respectable lawyer and felt as if it was her Christian duty to provide for the Fallon family. The living conditions were comfortable, and the Fallon children were not without anything. They received an education, clothes, food and beds, all to their content. However, tensions between Mary and Colleen ran high. Soon, they began avoiding each other. Soon, Mary was married with her first child on the way. Soon...Mary and Colleen got into an earth-shattering argument over something trivial. Mary lunged for Colleen, and Colleen deflected her blow. Mary lost her footing, and fell down a flight of stairs, breaking her wrist. Then the bleeding began, and Mary knew she had miscarried.
Mary threw Colleen out of the house. Colleen, however, had only one request: "I will go, but promise me that you and your husband will care for my children like your own." After a bit of thought, Mary consented. Tobias and Shannon were never to see their mother again. They were raised by Mary and her husband Joseph Granger, and they found little discomfort or coldness. Indeed, Mary found an odd comfort in caring for the children of the man she had lost years ago. Tobias finished secondary school, and only a month after his graduation secured a job at the New York World. He left the Peterson-Granger home and got his own apartment on the other side of the Bronx. Reserved and timid, Tobias is a first-rate reporter, mostly because people trust him instantly. He is preoccupied with the truth, and nothing more. His job is his passion. He has his work, and nothing more. His friends are few, and none of them could be considered close friends. He keeps regular correspondence with Shannon.
Hair Color: Dark blonde
Hair Style: Relatively neat; he has to make a good impression.
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Color: Fair
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Clothing Style: Presentable suits, and a hat when he must, when he is on the job. In less formal situations, he prefers not to wear a hat and more casual clothing.
Items owned: He inherited a leather notebook from his father to keep his papers in; he uses it regularly while working. Other than that, his salary is modest and he is able to afford a moderately well-furnished apartment.
Troubles: Tobias is friendly and likeable, but has an aversion to intimacy. His work is his main focus in life, which is beneficial to his wages but detrimental to his social life. He is content in his solitude for the most part, but occasionally wonders if his life would be improved if he had some kind of circle of friends.
Fears: Fire, blood, and spiders.
Siblings: Shannon Fallon (16)
Parents:
Father: Hugo Fallon (deceased)
Mother: Colleen O'Reilly-Fallon, whereabouts unknown (34)
Foster Father: Joseph Granger (43)
Foster Mother: Mary Peterson-Granger (39)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthplace: New York City
Currently Living: The Bronx
History: One look from Hugh Fallon, and Colleen O'Reilly knew she was in love. The handsome editor of the New York Globe was six years her senior, but sixteen-year-old Colleen was smitten nonetheless. Compassionate and always kind to her, Hugh naturally stole her heart. However, he was engaged to a woman named Mary Peterson, a pious young lady who seemed the perfect match for Hugh. Colleen knew she had no chance, but even as the date of the wedding neared, she found that she couldn't forget about Hugh. The morning before his wedding, Hugh was leaving his office to find Colleen waiting outside. He was surprised, at first: he had not seen his friend in a few weeks, and it was below freezing. Colleen was shivering violently, and her fingers, nose and ears were frostbitten. But a smile was on her face.
Hurriedly, Hugh ushered her back into his warm office and tried to help her. Once she was no longer shivering and her fingers were their normal color, he asked her what in the world she was doing. "I was waiting for you," she answered, her voice slightly weak. "I wanted to give you my good wishes for your wedding." Hugh looked askance. "How long were you out there?" he asked cautiously. "Five hours," replied Colleen. Shocked, Hugh asked, "Why?" And as Colleen raised her eyes to his, he realized that he knew why. She did not want to give him her good wishes. She wanted to see him once more before he was married. Indeed, she wanted to keep her hope alive for a final moment before losing it forever. Hugh knew that she loved him. And he loved her.
He didn't get married that afternoon. A week later he married Colleen, and the couple rented a comfortable apartment in Manhattan. With Colleen's dowry and Hugh's wages, they could afford to live comfortably for a while. In the next five years, they would have two beautiful, healthy children: Tobias and Shannon. Colleen taught Shannon embroidery and how to play the Celtic harp. Hugh took Tobias as his apprentice and taught him about the world of journalism. Soon, Tobias was as impassioned as his father. Both siblings were well-spoken, intelligent and could read, write and add well. Colleen and Hugh, for their part, fell deeper in love with each passing year they spent together.
But this is where the fairy tale ends. At age thirty-four, Hugh died suddenly one evening of a bad heart. Colleen was twenty-eight, Tobias was twelve, and Shannon was ten. The Globe sent no compensation to his family, who was suddenly without income. Greif and fear overwhelmed Colleen, and she didn't know where to turn. She knew that if something wasn't done, she and her children would starve. Five days after Hugh's death, Colleen received an unexpected letter, inviting her and her children to move to the Bronx for lodging. The letter was from Mary Peterson. Mary had read of Hugh's death in the newspaper, and although she felt a bit of contempt for the man who had left her at the altar as well as the woman who had taken him from her, she was newly engaged to a respectable lawyer and felt as if it was her Christian duty to provide for the Fallon family. The living conditions were comfortable, and the Fallon children were not without anything. They received an education, clothes, food and beds, all to their content. However, tensions between Mary and Colleen ran high. Soon, they began avoiding each other. Soon, Mary was married with her first child on the way. Soon...Mary and Colleen got into an earth-shattering argument over something trivial. Mary lunged for Colleen, and Colleen deflected her blow. Mary lost her footing, and fell down a flight of stairs, breaking her wrist. Then the bleeding began, and Mary knew she had miscarried.
Mary threw Colleen out of the house. Colleen, however, had only one request: "I will go, but promise me that you and your husband will care for my children like your own." After a bit of thought, Mary consented. Tobias and Shannon were never to see their mother again. They were raised by Mary and her husband Joseph Granger, and they found little discomfort or coldness. Indeed, Mary found an odd comfort in caring for the children of the man she had lost years ago. Tobias finished secondary school, and only a month after his graduation secured a job at the New York World. He left the Peterson-Granger home and got his own apartment on the other side of the Bronx. Reserved and timid, Tobias is a first-rate reporter, mostly because people trust him instantly. He is preoccupied with the truth, and nothing more. His job is his passion. He has his work, and nothing more. His friends are few, and none of them could be considered close friends. He keeps regular correspondence with Shannon.
Hair Color: Dark blonde
Hair Style: Relatively neat; he has to make a good impression.
Eye Color: Blue
Skin Color: Fair
Height: 6' 0"
Weight: 150 lbs.
Clothing Style: Presentable suits, and a hat when he must, when he is on the job. In less formal situations, he prefers not to wear a hat and more casual clothing.
Items owned: He inherited a leather notebook from his father to keep his papers in; he uses it regularly while working. Other than that, his salary is modest and he is able to afford a moderately well-furnished apartment.
Troubles: Tobias is friendly and likeable, but has an aversion to intimacy. His work is his main focus in life, which is beneficial to his wages but detrimental to his social life. He is content in his solitude for the most part, but occasionally wonders if his life would be improved if he had some kind of circle of friends.
Fears: Fire, blood, and spiders.
Siblings: Shannon Fallon (16)
Parents:
Father: Hugo Fallon (deceased)
Mother: Colleen O'Reilly-Fallon, whereabouts unknown (34)
Foster Father: Joseph Granger (43)
Foster Mother: Mary Peterson-Granger (39)
