Post by Eric Ryan Donaldson on Oct 29, 2013 0:06:40 GMT -5
Biological Information
Name:Eric Ryan Vijay Donaldson
Gender: Male
Date of Birth (Age):1/4/1980 (31)
Height:5'10
Hair:Black
Eyes:Brown
Anything Else of Note: N/A
Professional Information
Occupation: Communication/Computer Specialist/ Federal Agent
Organization: NCIS
Rank (If Applicable): Special Agent
History
Personal History:
Training and Education:
Service Record: N/A
Skills:
Personality:
Ancient Gene: Unknown
Other Information
Play By: Shahid Kapoor
Name/Country: Himms/Australia
Roleplay Experience: Some 8 odd years
Roleplay Example: Not here as well....GAH! Why can't these examples leave me alone?? So I'm gonna be lazy and copy and paste one of his RP posts here.
1220
Breakroom
NCIS HQ
He really had zero idea of what was going to happen when Mackenzie grabbed his arm and more or less pulled him out of the break room. Someone really should have warned him that messing with a JAG lawyers brain was asking for trouble. But he hadn't been messing with her....exactly.
Nearly tumbling through the bullpens, he gave Kirkwood a 'get me out of this' look. Only to find his team leader giving approval. Before he could even grumble he heard Mackenzie and blinked. Moving to his desk he sighed, "Oh boy!" he mumbled to himself, "This should be fun." Picking up what he needed, Donaldson followed the lawyer out of the building. "No, first time. I don't deal with military often. Agents Amberson and Oxford are enough to keep me running to any kind of military." If the word around the HQ was right then Oxford was a war hero who had come back injured.
Seeing the ride, he gulped, she called that style, looked more like a death sentence to him. With some hesitation he got in and placed his stuff behind the seat. Even as the engine gunned to life and the ATV flew down the road, he had to hold for his life.
Due to the ride's daze he could barely remember entering the place let alone, keep up with faces and names. Shaking his head he took a moment to bring some sense into his brain. when he had it cleared her words of fine art of REAL investigation.
So..he wondered if the fun just got started. With the scrub lady. "What scrub lady?" he asked in bemusement as he tilted his head at Mac. He had a feeling he did nor want to know.
Name:Eric Ryan Vijay Donaldson
Gender: Male
Date of Birth (Age):1/4/1980 (31)
Height:5'10
Hair:Black
Eyes:Brown
Anything Else of Note: N/A
Professional Information
Occupation: Communication/Computer Specialist/ Federal Agent
Organization: NCIS
Rank (If Applicable): Special Agent
History
Personal History:
Training and Education:
Service Record: N/A
Skills:
Personality:
Ancient Gene: Unknown
Other Information
Play By: Shahid Kapoor
Name/Country: Himms/Australia
Roleplay Experience: Some 8 odd years
Roleplay Example: Not here as well....GAH! Why can't these examples leave me alone?? So I'm gonna be lazy and copy and paste one of his RP posts here.
1220
Breakroom
NCIS HQ
He really had zero idea of what was going to happen when Mackenzie grabbed his arm and more or less pulled him out of the break room. Someone really should have warned him that messing with a JAG lawyers brain was asking for trouble. But he hadn't been messing with her....exactly.
Nearly tumbling through the bullpens, he gave Kirkwood a 'get me out of this' look. Only to find his team leader giving approval. Before he could even grumble he heard Mackenzie and blinked. Moving to his desk he sighed, "Oh boy!" he mumbled to himself, "This should be fun." Picking up what he needed, Donaldson followed the lawyer out of the building. "No, first time. I don't deal with military often. Agents Amberson and Oxford are enough to keep me running to any kind of military." If the word around the HQ was right then Oxford was a war hero who had come back injured.
Seeing the ride, he gulped, she called that style, looked more like a death sentence to him. With some hesitation he got in and placed his stuff behind the seat. Even as the engine gunned to life and the ATV flew down the road, he had to hold for his life.
Due to the ride's daze he could barely remember entering the place let alone, keep up with faces and names. Shaking his head he took a moment to bring some sense into his brain. when he had it cleared her words of fine art of REAL investigation.
So..he wondered if the fun just got started. With the scrub lady. "What scrub lady?" he asked in bemusement as he tilted his head at Mac. He had a feeling he did nor want to know.
Hi all