BECKETT, LIAM MARCO

Full name: liam marco beckett
Age and D.O.B.: twenty six and january 15
Sexual orientation: heterosexual
Occupation: massage therapist
Member group: Local, (he's a university student to be an addiction counselor and "freshman", getting his PHD now)

Face claim: drew roy
Distinguishing features: he some scars on his legs and a claw mark on his back, really rough sex happened

Likes: music, attractive girls, sex, oral, guitar, playing with children, coffee, cigarettes, drinks, etc.
Dislikes: mania, depression, medicine, rehab, baby cries, a crying female, stress, stomach ulcers, etc.
Aspirations: to over come his disabilities, finding the one, being a part time substance abuse counselor
Strengths: making children happy, having the magic touch, random facts, knowledge
Weaknesses: his oral fixation, lack in taking his medicine, opportunity to sleep with someone that he's interested in, jumpy attention
Fears: failure, falling in love, being forever alone
Habits: runs his hand through her hair, he tends to bring his guitar when he goes to the park, he bites his nails, he drums his finger tips on his leg when he's bored or anxious, tends to have more jumpy attention with ignorant people, etc.
Secrets:
-he doesn't out right say he has bipolar, so it's a mini-secret.
-he's had a stomach ulcer
-he has trouble eating candy, due to his mothers influence when he was a child.
-he's hospital visits for his manic episodes

Overall Personality: Liam is rough around the edges to the point where he's thoughts can be quite disturbing if it's viable. He's diagnosed bi-polar and has have manic episodes where someone is going to have to take him to the hospital, as soon as possible. Like he's sister, he's blunt and lacks a filter that a normal person would have, but he seriously needs one. He is a very driven person when he sets his mind on doing something, he is going to complete that task. He can be the sweetest guy, since he's an hopeless romantic when he's perusing someone, in love, or just trying to get inside your pants. He knows how to treat a lady, as much as he enjoys looking at them. He tends to be thick headed or in other words, stubborn. He is pretty random; the things can range from anywhere between fun facts to completely off the wall. He can be a pretty arrogant asshole that can lead to completely turning down someone and not think twice about and being completely honest to someone. He does have a backbone and he's not always heartless. He is a protective person, and will be protective over a love interest and over his older sister, Kiana. He can be very aggressive when angered or when he's having an episode. He has a very smart ass attitude at times, he can be very, very sarcastic to the point where it's rude or he can be pretty playful. He can be friendly and welcoming to talk to someone. But he can isolate himself to the point where he's just sitting at home doing nothing; he gets that way when he's having a depressive mania stage. He almost got kicked out of high school for having one for missing to many days. He is always very loyal to his friends and family when he's close to them. For him to be on your side, you would have to talk to him like a person. If you're at odds at him, chances are he'll be on the side that respects and talks to him more.

Mother: Anabelle Diana Beckett
Father: Samual Lee Beckett, decease (suicide)
Siblings: Kiana Beckett
Abigail Samantha Beckett, decease (hit and run)
Other: Axel Beckett (cousin)
Pets: patches

Overall History: Well like he's older sister, he has gone through quite a lot and went the opposite direction she did, in some ways. But it all started when he was born right after Kiana. Their mother enjoyed fairly different names, which explains the Beckett children's name. But his mother spent less and less time with him, so he developed a oral fixation that came into effect later in his life, which is going to make him really good at being a man whore, if he wants to become one when he gets older. As a kid, he didn't think he would get married so it took him until junior high to finally accept someone to date. He was a helper, but he wasn't into helping others he spent most of his nights at the hospital room with his cousin, Axel, who was very sick but got better. One day after school, him and Kiana came home from school and found their mother in the in the bathroom puking her guts out, being the naive children they were, they just helped her and thought she was sick. She spent the rest of the day pretending that she was sick, so it didn't look like she was lying to them It was usually pretty normal for Mr. & Mrs. Samuel Beckett were too busy for their daughters and son. Unlike his older sister, he turned off most of the classical music unless it was only a violin or a piano, other than that he would rather just listen to rock music. .

Everything changed after Abigal was killed by getting hit by an upcoming vehicle and Mr. Beckett committing suicide. Everyone in the family needed to greave their own way, but Liam wasn't able to do it exactly how he need too, he had to stay by his mother's side to keep her from going overboard on drugs. That was until he was in a depressed state and took some with his mother, as well. It went down-hill from there, it became highly addicted to drugs and partying practically everyday. Although, he graduated highschool and being in sin city, he took the first job he could find. Being a massage therapist, and he learned from a really sexy asian chick but he is only required to work on females.

This was around the time where he had his first manic episode from being bi-polar. He did a lot of researched to make sure he wasn't going to die from it. He found out that more than nighty percent of a persons who have one manic epidode tend to have others, which he did through his life. Roughly sixty percent to seventy percent of manic episodes occur either right before or right after a major depressive episode. Most individuals tend to return to normal functioning before another episode however some of twenty person continue to exhibit symptoms.

He was sent to a therapist to talk about his problems. People usually call him weird and even before his little sister died and his father, he would get manic episodes, at times. With all the stress and stuff, he was sent to the hospital for a stomach ulcer so he was told to cool it with the smokes and stuff. So he's been trying pretty hard to stay away from smoking cigarettes, and enjoys his occasional party with alcohol.

All in all, he moved to Newport and put his mother in the asylum because rehab just wasn't working, so he'll obviously volunteer to see her and help people. He's also going to college to be a substance abuse therapist. But in the meantime, he'll enjoy his job as a massage therapist. So, he's accomplished in earning his bachelor's degree in counseling and his master's degree, he's going to be working on his PHD, which will take him seven years.

her pencil quickly scrapped across the pages of one of her notebooks, left over from school, and she knew that she her family would worry about her. so, she was going to write a quick note, and she would call once she got to where she was going or on the way, she wasn't quite sure, if she was going to even do that. it's been quite a long time since she's been blonde, she's been blonde since she was fourteen and a half, so she knew that this was how her worst nightmare knew her as. she had to leave, and she had to leave now. she was glad that she took a shower before she started packing for the her travels.

she picked up her duffle bag and put her money in her shoes and mostly in her bra. she knew that it was naturally safer to have one's money close to your body, but there was exceptions like your pockets, cause she's been around quite a few of pick-pockers. now to decided which one of her outfits that she was not able to fit in the bag with some of her other things, that she decided that she wanted to keep. she slipped on a pair of blue jean bermuda shorts, yellow tank top with black twisted in the straps with a design in black ink, and a pair of tan beat up converses. she slipped on a pair of sunglass and then slipped the duffle bag over her shoulder, then picked up her note book and tossing it on her bed and she was walking out her house. she needed a whole day's head start, she had to leave like right now before it felt like it was too late.

should have put more thought into her decisions before acting on her plans, she should have planned better but now she was walking with a weight on her back, and it was not just for the fact that she was in the process of putting back up her mental blockage on her memories. she plugged her headphones in her ears, as she pushed the end of it in her ipod, she was going to need to get a new phone. she currently had it powered off, with her sims card out of it in the zipper section of her duffle bag. she was listening to a song, and it gave her hope that maybe, just maybe she would find someone that is capable of protecting her. however, she knew the chances of that happening was less than likely. she stopped by a gas station and picked up a bottled water, and was back on her walk. if she didn't have her duffle bag, she would not have been phased very much, but she was now here with carrying heavy thing on her back; all she had to do was to deal with it.

she noticed a taxi without a passenger in it, so when she reached the vehicle she opened the backdoor throwing her bag in the backseat before sitting down beside it. she glanced up at the vehicles review mirrior, "drive." she said, it was suppose to say it in an ordering or demanding voice, but it was almost as if a state of confusing hit her. she could not remember the last real time she took a taxi, she used them a few times on those rare chances she found herself in new york and such.

marie; central; 5/6 years; clara, lars and arty