GUTIERREZ, DONNIE JULIEN

[DONNIE JULIEN GUTIERREZ]

FULL NAME donnie julien gutierrez
NICKNAMES none
AGE twenty-four
SEXUALITY straight
MEMBER GROUP townie
OCCUPATION DJ at zanzibar/aspiring musician
GRADE n/a
HEIGHT 6'2"
HAIR brown
EYES brown
PLAY-BY gabe saporta

LIKES

• DJing
  
• partying
  
• dancing
  
• alcohol
  
• girls
  
• driving fast cars
  
• playing guitar, both acoustic and electric
  
• adventuring
  
• singing
  
• his mother
  

DISLIKES

• los angeles
  
• his father
  
• having no money
  
• authority figures
  
• drugs
  

DREAMS

• to be a famous musician
  
• to someday move to new york city
  
• to buy his mother a nice house
  

OVERALL PERSONALITY
Donnie has always been a bit of a rebel, whether he admits it or not. Authority figures usually just have a certain talent for pissing him off. And when Donnie's pissed off, he doesn't restrain it in the least. Which explains why he gets into fights so often, and most of the time loses, because he's not exactly a bulky guy and he's more of a lover than a fighter, really. When it comes to love... well, Donnie has never really been in love. He's had many, many short-term relationships, flings, and one-night stands, but deep down he's a hopeless romantic. He loves to try and sweep a girl off her feet. But apparently he just hasn't found the right girl yet.

If you know Donnie, there's a good chance you're already friends with him. He's an extremely friendly guy - outgoing, talkative, and kind of a goofball. He loves to make people laugh, although sometimes he can get himself into trouble when he goes too far. Mr. Gutierrez really is a sweet guy, but at times he can be slightly gullible and naive. For example, he doesn't have any difficulty finding women, but there have been a couple that he actually began to fall hard for, only to be ridiculously screwed over. Don't plan your evening around this guy, because he can be quite flaky and undependable. But hey, it's not like he's trying to be rude. The guy is just sort of... easily distracted.

Being a DJ at a nightclub is pretty much the perfect job for Donnie, and he does love it, although he seeks bigger and better things. He's a smooth talker, energetic, and has a charisma about him that just draw people in. Having lived most of his life in L.A., Donnie is pretty street smart and has learned to trust his instincts when walking through dark alleys at night.

MOTHER ariadne julia gutierrez
FATHER julien jackson gutierrez
SIBLINGS none
PETS none
OTHER FAMILY none
WEALTH CLASS lower class
HOMETOWN los angeles, CA

OVERALL HISTORY
Donnie was born in Los Angeles, California, daughter of Ariadne and Julien Gutierrez. At that time, his parents appeared to be madly in love, but only a few years later Julien, who had been cheating on his wife for quite some time, ran away with another woman. Ariadne has not heard from her husband since. Donnie grew up, raised by his single mother, in a small apartment in a rather dodgy part of Los Angeles. His mother was a waitress at a diner, and she had to work long hours to make ends meet. Donnie had a part time job by the time he was 13 to help her out. He always hoped that maybe his father would show up in their life again, but he never did.

When Donnie was around sixteen, he discovered that his mother had been using heroine for several months and was hopelessly addicted. She lost about thirty pounds, but despite Donnie's urgings, she wouldn't stop using the drugs. She was severely depressed, and it made Donnie depressed. He wanted to drop out of high school to stay home and help her, but she insisted that he finish school and get his diploma. So although that was the last thing he wanted to do, Donnie obeyed her wishes. Maybe for the reason that he didn't have the greatest childhood there, Donnie has always hated L.A. So, when he was eighteen he moved to Santa Monica, finding it much more to his liking.

But don't think Donnie simply abandoned his mother. No, he still sends her checks every once in a while when he can afford it, and one of his dreams is to buy her a big old house in the country once he's rich and famous. He loves his mother more than anyone in the world, and drives up to L.A. to visit her whenever he gets the chance. Donnie has always been into music, and has been part of a few bands, but none of them ever really took off. He is positive that someday he will be a famous musician and the lead singer of a band. But at the moment, that dream isn't exactly going anywhere, since he doesn't even have any other band members.

NAME/ALIAS katie
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE 3 or 4 years ish... yes.
OTHER CHARACTERS none yet

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE

It had been a surprisingly quiet day with the Order of the Phoenix, which was of course, a good thing. And a relief. She was also not needed at the Ministry, today being Saturday. Of course, sometimes she worked Saturdays, but as luck would have it, today wasn't one of those days. That morning, Hermione had felt as though she could just stay curled up in her warm, fluffy bed in her downtown flat forever and be perfectly content. Then it occured to her that that wasn't a very good way to spend a free day that just happened to be beautiful and sunny. So she had hauled her arse out of bed, wishing she had a coffee or some other hot drink to wake her up... Ding! The lightbulb had gone off, and Hermione wasted no time in Apparating off to one of her favorite haunts from her Hogwarts days.

The Three Broomsticks didn't appear to have changed at all since Hermione had last been there, which had in fact, been her seventh year at Hogwarts. Memories of sitting in a corner table sipping from mugs of butterbeer with two boys, one of them red-haired and freckly and one of them green-eyed with black hair, brought a smile to her lips. "One butterbeer to go, please," Hermione said, flashing a smile at the bartender, which actually had changed. She didn't recognize the person behind the counter, but they gave her a quick thumbs up and prepared her drink. Hermione had been tempted to drink her butterbeer inside, but one glance at the beautiful weather outside had changed her mind, so she ordered it to go.

Just as her fingers met the warm styrofoam cup of butterbeer and she turned toward the door, Hermione thought she saw a flash of long red hair before it disappeared into the crowd outside. There was only one person who had that hair, and Hermione's heart lifted a little at the prospect of having company. It took her a few minutes of searching the crowd on High Street to discover that young Ginevra was not milling about shopping. Her red hair would have stuck out like a beacon. But soon enough Hermione spotted it again, atop the head of none other than Ginny Weasley, who was seated on a bench next to a statue of some strange-looking, nameless old wizard. She, too, appeared to be nursing a hot drink in her hands, and she also appeared to be in a ponderous state of mind. Unless Hermione was imagining it, she thought the younger woman looked a bit sad.

"Is there room for two on that bench?" Hermione said lightly with a grin on her face, announcing her presence. "Or will I have to track down another Weasley to keep me company?" "Another Weasley" would no doubt be Ginny's older brother, Ron, but at the moment Hermione wasn't sure where he was, or where Harry was for that matter. She supposed they were out doing... whatever they did when she wasn't around. But it wasn't as if she didn't see them, and she was sure she'd probably see them back at Headquarters tonight. It was a lucky coincidence that she and Ginny happened to be in Hogsmeade at the same time, and both of them craving a drink from the Three Broomsticks. Of course, Ginny was Hermione's best girl friend, and as it has been said, great minds apparently think alike.

[CALIFORNIA GIRL]

welcome to meet me at the equinox.
don't forget about the claims.
ps. i love gabe. thanks for making a male.