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 Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:06 pm
Dr. Reese Clyde Chandler
Critique is more than welcome for all who wish, please post though in a nice font if you choose to post here. Private Messages (PMs) are loved. <3~
_Intro
_The Doctor
_His Office
_Reserved
_Spark Ideas
_Other Posts x100
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:09 pm
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Reese Clyde Chandler ; 23 ; Male
Appearance |
_Height | 5'7"
_Weight | 106lbs
_Body | Average
_Skin Tone | Ivory/Pale
_Hair | Black hair that stretches in the back just to his shoulders and over his eyes on the front, he parts it to the left to keep it out of his eyes.
_Eyes | A caramel brown
_Expression | Thoughtful
_Clothes | Reese wear slim black jeans and a tight sweater whos sleeve extend down a little past his elbows. Over that he wears a small vest and a belt on the pants, both accenting the outfit nicely. His sometimes will have on his lab coat, especially if he's doing research.
_Accessories | A pair of black rimmed glasses and a small necklace with a cross around his neck.
Personal |
_Personality | A curious and well brought up individual Reese is the active type who is in his office or somewhere wondering where he's not supposed to be. His nose is almost always in books and with little consideration for government rules he's been known to break a few himself.
_Habits | Randomly appearing from nowhere.
_Likes | His job, communication, life, music, the rain
_Dislikes | Stupidity, Bad healthcare, the government, politics, money
Relationshipsl |
_Marital Status | Single
_Sexuality | Bisexual
Family |
_Mother | Isabella Clyde ; Singer/Dancer
_Father | Richard Clyde ; Writer
_Siblings | None
History/Backstory |
Reese grew up in the outer rims of the capital. His family had money saved up but lived to themselves. Reese was raised by a private tutor, his sister too. As the years passed he grew as a person but further and further from his parents as they hardly ever forbid him to interact with people. One day he finally had taken enough and packed up his belongings and got away from his parents leaving his home behind. He had a very hard time getting himself on his feet but when he did his sister joined him and they finished school.
When he was 20 he founded his doctors office and for 2 years it ran without much competition. However on the third year he shut down a major part of the office and began renovating it into a small laboratory where he does his research. His doctors office is small and used for mainly smaller illnesses while he refers bigger things to the nearby hospital.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:12 pm
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"Deep in the heart of his work."
The laboratory used to serve as Doctor Reese Chandler's office but he has recently constructed it to be a small lab where he can research various things which he keeps confidential, for the most part. He still does home check-ups every now and then, but his office seems to no longer exist- only a few know of rumors of his happenings.
Researchers
Dr. Reese : The leading researcher and signed "owner" of the building. Dr. Reese has a small office in the front to do check ups to hide his lab but other than that the rest of the building has been kept off limits to all personal.
Professor Jennifer Clyde : The only sister to Dr. Reese Chandler, Professor Jennifer Clyde joined in his efforts and his research when the conversion happened not too long ago, she was the main contributor of the renovation and hired on staff she is the leading researcher with her brother.
Various Others : Never really mentioned about three other people works in the labs, they normally live in the apartments joined with the lab so they are never seen outside the walls so as not to spread the secrets.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:15 pm
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Reserved.
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2009 1:18 pm
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Combat (Security)
Reese's research has been sought by the government for months since he avoids government laws. The spark would be used to help him keep his research secret and protected, so more of an agent/security guard. Not just a body guard since Reese himself doesn't have trouble he is more concerned about his materials which he's ended up losing several times.
Magicker (Chemist)
A magicker essentic spark would be used wisely to help further the research. A lot of Reese's research involves very complex equations and materials that he often misinterprets or can't achieve. The magicker would help him in obtaining these hard goals.
Social (Barterer)
The social spark would be like a barterer, Reese has issues communicating with people especially when he needs something so the social spark would really help him with his work when he needs to obtain something of value to him.
Services (N/A)
N/A
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 12:14 pm
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Flatsale Entry
I did not win this competition and I found out where I needed improvement too.
Response Response:
The wind blew his hair all around as the gusts fill the wide streets. Reese Chandler didn’t want to be here today but he was searching for a book to buy for his research so he could compile a safer way to do his operations, since he did them alone. It helped though to keep everything in order if it was just him. Reese was a doctor, with very dedicated patients; he blamed it on the look of his shop being so comfortable. From the everyday influenza to the radical mind-blowing disasters that struck people Reese was up constantly working with his few assistants who were all studying with and under him.
Pulling back the loose strands the man turned a corner only to jump out of the way as a figure shot past. He couldn’t catch it’s face but only mumbled a few things and turned, seeing a door oddly in front of him. He hadn’t ever taken notice to odd buildings around here; most of them were just small businesses hoping to make an extra buck to life. Today was different, this door held more interest than any other down the street. Reaching up the doctor grabbed his scalp and itched a bit before looking for a sign indicating what the building was, but he saw none.
Interested the man piled up the courage and approached the door, forgetting quickly about his task set on hand. Instead his new goal was to see if his idea about this building was correct. Was it some sort of secret club? He doubted as much, most of the police had killed the secret organizations years ago, but as a man of youth he doubted what teenagers themselves could pull off.
Approaching the small door he pushed it and was instantly swept inside the building. An unknown scent filled his nose and curiously he looked at the desk in front of him where he saw a comfortably dressed woman sitting. Taking a couple steps closer he noticed her name tag and read it to himself: Longway. Reese smiled and approached the counter closely and was met with a smile. “How may I help you?” she asked, her voice kind and welcoming and yet- cautious.
“Yes, I stumbled upon your establishment and I was wondering, what is this place,” he asked, standing still.
“You are a wise man Doctor Clyde, I have seen you around town before- to just have noticed a place like this isn’t astonishing. We- we are a group of people, simple with an establishment. I can try to ring you into the owner if you would prefer?” she spoke.
“I would be much obliged, this place makes me curious to know just what is going on.” He whispered looking around. He took a step over to the waiting area noticing a narrow hall way down to his left. Even the wooden floors kept his eyes moving, the entire space was relaxing, welcoming, full of something, but- what was that something. Stuffing his hands into his pockets the young doctor studied every big of the room, even Miss Longway’s actions herself when he glanced past her. This office- was full of something, a secret, he could feel it.
“Sir, the Owner will see you now.” Spoke a voice which scared Reese slightly. Miss Longway instructed him down the hall way and to enter the first door on the right, and the owner would meet him there.
He listened and entered the room, taking a seat after a few minutes at the table. He felt slightly out of place but when the door unlocked he looked up to see a man enter the room. Someone with great presence and importance, for the air around Reese twisted to adjust to the two men.
“You are Dr. Reese Clyde Chandler I presume?” asked the man. When Reese responded with a nod, standing to shake the man’s hand he spoke again. “I am Banning, now may I ask Doctor to what occasion do I owe your visit?”
“I have simple come to see what this establishment does, after nearly being run over by someone who left here I figured I’d check in on it, though it is far more interesting than I presumed.” He said shaking Banning’s hand and sitting opposite of him at the large table.
“My establishment- Is that what you call it that, than that it shall be. I am simply a man, who stays uninvolved but a place such as this does hold great importance. Tell me Doctor, what are you working on?” he asked making eye contact with Reese who was running a hand through his black hair.
“I am a doctor as every other, specializing though in brain surgery and trauma, I work with those patients specifically to help them make a quick recovery after the process. I was just down here looking for some books when I stumbled in here. Though it seems as if I stumbled into the wrong place.” He laughed awkwardly to himself. “Can you tell your assistant out there thank you, I don’t have one to help my patients like that; it has been a pleasure and I know I have not quite gotten my question answered but I must be going.”
Banning stood up when Reese did and led him to the door holding out a sheet of paper. “Take a moment to read it, come back when you have. It may help you with your troubles.” He smiled leading Reese out to the hallway, vanishing quickly up the stairs.
Reese stood for a moment reading over the paper and froze, it was some sort of rule sheet- with information on it, it looked like a contract but there was no place to sign. Was Banning running some sort of help agency- illegally? They were forbidden. Reese gasped and folded the sheet up leaving quickly, deep in thought. Just who was this man- he needed to find out more.
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 12:20 pm
R-O-L-E-P-L-A-Y
Between The Detective Prince and Myself
& here you are
// never finished
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 12:21 pm
R-O-L-E-P-L-A-Y
Between Tnau and Myself
& clicky
// never finished
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Posted: Mon May 25, 2009 12:24 pm
U-P-D-A-T-E
Dr. Reese Clyde Chandler has largely decided to renovate his office
The doctor office has been shrunk to a three room area. The entrance lobby, and two examination rooms. There are store closets but other than that a locked elevator sits in the back unused.
If you gain access to the elevator you can either walk right through it with a password into the offices of Dr. Reese Clyde or you can go upstairs into the laboratory where the Doctor and his assistants conduct their research.
: ) Safe Hunting.
+Additional Note: The doctor spends much more time off the premises now wandering around for materials and strange artifacts for his research.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 11:23 am
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