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[Stupid Blake. xD Why did you have to go all out eh? Here's to you buddy boy.]"The name's James Sean Fitzpatrick. I live and die to defend the honor of the Fitzpatrick family." His blue eyes glare at you for a mere second and he sighed, letting a bit of his guard down. Not that there was much of it up already. "We're just a very prideful family. It's one of the sins we practive everyday. To be honest, I practive all seven of them 24/7."
He put his hands in his pocket and was racking thoughts up into his head trying to figure out what else to say. "For a living I bash people's balls in. In other terms, I'm a baseball player. Unprofessionally of course, considering you haven't heard of no James Sean Fitzpatrick on some big hot shot league. Maybe some day, not now though. But all in all I'm very professional. If you ever need a player on your team for some game or something, drop me a note. I'd be more than happy to play."
"My family moved here to America 25 years ago, I think because of the Brits. No wait, it was the McKays." He laughed softly, "Well whatever the reason, we ended up in America living the so-called 'American Dream,' you can say. Baseball doesn't pay much when you're working indepen-dent-ly." His sentence slowed down, it seemed that his eyes were glistening now.
The blue-eyed man licked his lips and began talking again, "Yeah, family. Gotta love them, it's all you have in life. You know? I don't keep contact much with my Da or Ma, who went back to Ireland after I turned eighteen. I coulda went, but I felt the need to establish a name here in America first. I still love them though with all my heart. Oh and if you're wondering the Brits ain't there no more and the McKays...Let's just say they won't be doing nothing but pushing daises for the rest of enterity." He smiled again, this time with more enthusism. "And with that said. My partner's my cousin, Blake Eric Fitzpatrick. He's my rock, corny yes, but it's true. We grew up together in the Ghetto. Hell we're still here breathing and kicking! Without him, I don't think I would have surived this long without his help."
"I still have a lot to learn, and a lot to do and I'm not leaving here without my name embedded into history. I'm just aiming for the stars, nothing new in America. Am I right?" He turned his back to you and walked off into the darkness whistling.
[P.S. xD If you haven't noticed this account is for RPing. And I'm very, very OOC right now. Enjoy my OOCness while it lasts! :3]
{Blake was hurr bitches. xD}
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