Post by jonny on Jan 11, 2012 10:47:36 GMT -5
SULLIVAN, JAY MARCUS
Oceanic Flight 192 Ship Manifest - - - -
Ticket purchased for JAY MARCUS SULLIVAN, at the age of TWENTY.
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CHARACTER VISION:I was drawn to Jay mostly because of his plot as I have a habit of playing "The Doctor" or medical type of character who is always around trying to fix as many people as he can. Also he seems to act in similar ways to how I do such as being the decision maker with no need for gratitude or thanks. That said I do want to show off his weaknesses as well as his strengths. Yes, he might be the so called leader. Yes, he might have more medical skills on the island but that doesn't make him any more important than the other survivors. I want to gradually make him appreciate the fact that he is "The Doctor" but also for him to know that there are other people on the island that can help, he doesn't need to bare all that weight on his shoulders.
Relationship wise I feel that he wouldn't really know when someone thought he was attractive and would just assume that they were being friendly. He will eventually realize the feelings that Samantha and Erika has for him and will try to decide between the two which he is more fond off while restricting the chance an argument will break out between the trio. Jay will care about both of them yet struggle to find "the one" he wants to be with. I feel that he will be best friends with Dorian almost like a brother figure with the pair making most of the main decisions about what happens on the island. With other survivors he will be his usual kind hearted and friendly self unless they are out to cause trouble like James Grey causing a more aggressive approach.
His past is a big factor of his development so I would love for him to constantly have flashbacks about his father while on the island which he has to come to terms with. He will eventually share his past when it gets too much as I would portray him as keeping any depressed or negative feelings to those closest to him. The male knows what losing hope can do to someone.
'WHO'S WHO?' BLURB:Meet Jay Sullivan. The pre-med student who is thrown into being the leader for a group who somehow survived a deadly crash. With a calm and collected attitude he tries to keep everyone safe yet the one thing he can't control is the Island. He notices how quickly the nights draw on and still they aren't being rescued. He soon has the realize a fatal answer to that query, what if no one knew where they were? Soon enough he finds himself telling the students how to live on an Island that echoes with strange screams.
WRITTEN AUDITION:Jay felt his heart beat deeply within his chest trying to give fuel to the panic that was pulsing through his body but he wasn't going to allow that. Taking a deep breath he allowed his eyes to open, blinked twice and managed to see a small object above him. He frowned as he felt the ground beneath him, soft heated grains of sand. Without having time to question it the flying object he had spotted collided into the ground, bouncing a few feet in the air before coming to a rest next to his feet. An involuntary yell erupted from his throat once he locked onto the object seeing for the first time that it was a single seat from a plane, it's previous occupant however had never left it. A slightly burnt male was slumped forward his chest bleeding slightly from where the belt had cut into his slightly large chest. "No" he gasped seeing his deceased dad's form before his eyes.
Although both weak and drained he managed to force himself upright brushing some of the golden grains from his shirt and moved away from the figure who now looked like a complete stranger, just someone who he had seen getting onto the plane. He could of sworn the man for a split second was his father but that had to be impossible. His mind flashed back to a hospital, he was next to his father both of them sitting opposite a tall red haired female doctor whose mouth was speaking yet no words came out, then the doctor turned to Jay her face distorted into a scared version of her previous herself screaming in such a forceful manner that the male student fell back against a rough texture he quickly discovered was a tree. He knew what that memory was about but the screaming hadn't been there ever before, he now understood why. The screaming was real.
Racing out of a small opening between the however many acres of forest and the beach he was stopped him his tracks. Where was he? That he didn't know but one thing was clear. He had just survived a plane crash. Jay stumbled forward moving between broken parts of the plane, flames dancing on various objects, suitcases, clothes, bottles, crushed food and some unmoving bodies. He scanned the beach seeing various people moving away from what was left of the cockpit but knew that a lot more couldn't do a thing whether it was out of shock or not.
Thinking he must be crazy he soon found himself next to various occupants checking their pulse, vital signs but most of all making sure that they could still move. Those that were just shocked he managed to alert telling with with slightly more force then he intended to that they needed to move, the plane could explode at any moment. While things burnt, the beach wasn't safe. Heck until they knew where exactly they were the Island wasn't safe either. "Move, get away from here" he yelled out to the crowd pulling a few people to safety "Get away from the plane! This thing could explode, you don't want to be near it if it does"
Pain slowly crept into Jay's head upon which he looked down seeing a small piece of glass which had punctured the lower part of his calf, grinding his teeth together he quickly pulled spilling a small splatter of blood onto the sand. Ripping what remained of his torn up jacket he wrapped it round his leg keeping the wound away from all the sand which would only make it worse. He managed to direct his attention at the rest of the plane but saw no other movement thus made his way toward a few collective trees which he leaned against as he dropped to the floor hissing slightly as the male began to look at his own wound.
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