Priestly

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From Rescue Me I just changed his name =]

spent in vain; wasted years wasted gain



About You

Name :: Nanners
Length :: jeez... 4 years? probably way off...
Why :: I lubbers Skyix! Ya, you read that right
Face Claim :: Jesen Ackles

In Depth

Name :: Boaz Ross Horde [Priestly]
Age :: 25
Sex :: boy
Problem :: Alcohol and drug abuse
Floor :: four
Orientation :: straight

History ::

Priestly never led a happy life. His problems started the day he was born. His mother was rushed to the hospital around three o'clock in the morning. Her water had broken, but that wasn't all, he was also bleeding heavily. The doctors rushed her in the ER, and immediatly sliced her open to get the baby out. Priestly cord had been wrapped around his throat, and was on the verge of being strangled. The docotrs were so conserned about him, they didn't monitor his mother very well. Her blood pressure dropped dangerously low, she passed out, and somehow slipped into a comma. Priestly, was delivered unharmed, however, the doctors could not wake his mother.

For three weeks the Horde family stayed in the hospital. Priestly in his little crib, John and Derek and Mary's bed side the whole time, hoping and praying for her to wake up. But nothing improved, not even a little. Going on bankrupt, John finally decided to cut the line and let his wife go. From that day on, John never had a single care for his youngest son. He blamed Priestly, blamed him for killing Mary. The eldest son, Derek, was torn. He looked at Priestly and saw his mother, but was so scared to do anything because of his abusve father.

Time went on, and John slowly became an acholic and abusive father. He would send the boys to school, then go to work and the scrap yard, and not come back home until midnight, piss poor drunk and yelling. He would always go into Priestly's room, kicking the door open screaming. His eyes would be lost in memories and his fists would be lying. And every night, Priestly cried himself to sleep.

One day, after school, Priestly went into the kitchen to get a drink of milk. When he opened the fridge, al he saw was beer. He sighed and looked at it. He wouldn't dare even touch one of the bottles, knowing his father kept tabs on all of them. But as his gaze swept the bottles, he noticed that there was an opened one. He turned his head and peered around for him brother, but didn't see him anywhere. Slowly, o so slowly, he reache into the fridge, his small fingured wrapping around the cold neck of the bottle. He pulled it out of the fridge and took a small sip from the bottle. And thats how it all started. Just one seven year old taking a sip of his fathers beer, and father like son, he slowly turned into an alcoholic.

The beatings never stopped, and were accually getting worse. Priestly woul go to school with black eyes, broken lips and nose. Sadly, no one ever asked hw he got them. He would just sit in the back and sleep. He failed every class, yet his teachers still pushed him on the the next grade, just not wanting to deal with him. When he hit ixteen, he dropped out of school, and got a job at the scrap yard with his father. You wouldn't think he would want to work there, but it was the only place that would higher him, and occasionally he got to take his anger out on other coworkers and the metal.

One night, as he was walking home from work, his father pulled up beside him in his car. Priestly just kept walking, ignoring his old man. John got angry, and pulled over his car. He got out and went up to Priestly yelling at him, telling him he needed to listen when he was being spoken to. Priestly just ignored him and kept walking. His father snapped, grabbed Priestly's shoulder and spun him around. When Priestly was facing him, he punched him square in the jaw.

This errupted into a full on war. I coul go into the gruesome horrow of it, but im not. But at the end, John was on the ground, blood everywhere, while Priestly stood over him shaking. He quickly got out his cell phone and called his brother. He showed up, and they went to the hospital. John had internal bleeding and a concusion, along with several broken bones. Priestly had a couple of broken bones along with many cuts and scraps, but nothing serious. They just told the police they were in a car wrech. John died after a week in the hospital from the bleeding, and Priestly was sent home.

The drinking got worse for Priestly, and he got a fake Id so he could go out an drink when ever he wanted. He picked up drugs along the way, and got addicted to those as well. His brother started to worry about him. He got into several accidents, was arrested for drunken disorderly, but he never stopped. After getting into a crash that killed a teenage girl, Derek sent his brother here, hoping to get him sober.

Personality ::
He is a rather sucluse person. Doesn't talk much, he never has. He pretty much hates the world, and wish he wasn't here. He used to love his brother, but ever since he sent him here, he hates him. He just wants to go home, just wants to leave. Most of all, he wants a beer. If you dont have one, u will pretty much get nothing out of him. He is almost a mute, and isn't your social type. He is also extremely stuburn. If he doesn't want to do something he won't. If poeple don't do what he says, he usaully hits them. He had a serious anger issue. When the topic is family, he could kill someone if they even mutter the word dad, or father. He hates him, and has horrible torn feeling when he gets brought up. Sure he was a horrible father, but Priestly killed him, and he feels horrible about that. He melts down, not knowing what to think, and his body will just shake. He thinjks he also killed his mother, even though it was really the doctors fault. His father had just bore it into his head. Now when anything goes wrong, he blames himself.

Family :: Mother - Mary; deceased
Father - John; deceased
Older Brother - Derek; alive

Appearance

Hair Color :: brown
Eye Color :: green/hazel
Height :: 6'2
Weight :: 210
Build :: toned/built
Over all appearance ::
Priestly is a tall person, well, slightly average would be correct. He stand six feet, two inches tall, not bad eh? His eyes vary from color. they dont change much, it usually just has to do with the lighting of the room. They can go from looking dark green to a bright hazel. They always looked clouded and distant though. He always wears a silver band on his right finger, ana a necklace that his brother gave him, his two and only two birthday presents he had ever recieved. His skin is rather pale, and he always has a five o'clock shadow and bags under his eyes. His body is toned and well built from working in the scrap yard.He has a goatee, and heavy side burns that come forward. Although his hair is origanaly brown, it is almost never just brown. He always has a mohawk of some sort, but it is always in diferent colors, depending no his mood. Occasionally he will wear light eyeliner around his eyes, along with the occasional one black finger nail. He also has a tatoo on his neck, a star on his upper right arm, and one both wrists.

Ending

Password :: rescue
Others :: --- making Tsarr later...
Suggestions :: --