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Post by Dewey on Oct 12, 2007 15:40:23 GMT -5
Murphy Montgomery Birthdate: March 30, 1983 Height: 6'0 Weight: 170 lbs Eye color: blue/green Hair color: dark brown Race: German/Irish/Welsh/Cherokee Occupation: Corporal in Company G, 3rd Battalion, 8th Regiment, 2nd Division. Friends: Anthony, Amy, Marcus, Cooper, Duncan, Cameron Enemies: None No one quite knows why Murphy is apart of the Marines. Even he questions as much some days. The guy was born to party. The minute he receives an assignment from Halifax, the first thing he does is research the location to find the nearest clubs to the marine base. He's a grand reveler to the bone. He can party to the wee hours of the morning without breaking a sweat, and wake up the next day ready for a mission from his superiors. As for women, Murphy is crazy about the ladies. He perfected the art of bed-hopping in high school, and though being a marine has somewhat harnessed his social life, he still finds the time for his favorite hobby: being a player. Needless to say, he loves to have fun. Like he says, "Life is a waste of time; time is a waste of life. So get wasted all the time, and have the time of your life." His number one wingman is Anthony Iaconelli. The two have been inseperable since first grade, and have gone through everything together: fistfights, girls coming between them, break-up's with said girls, deaths in the family, etc etc. The two were seemingly made for each other; they act as if they were cut from the same mold. Murphy considers Anthony his brother, since he doesn't have any siblings of his own, and since his parents are practically strangers to him. Mr. Montgomery is a stuffy stockbroker disappointed with Murphy's career choice, and Mrs. Montgomery is a pushover who does whatever her husband says. As a result, Murphy stays away from home as much as he can.
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Post by Dewey on Oct 13, 2008 9:38:40 GMT -5
((21 years old))
Damn, man. Anthony and Marcus really know how to rip on a guy's game. I can't believe Anthony, acting all saintly, as if he's never had a one night stand. And yeah, his ex's still talk to him because he's too nice. He doesn't know how to tell a girl how to get lost. He can't. It's not in him. Me? I send a clear message. I stop calling her. Don't answer my phone. Act like I'm not in if she comes over. I mean, come on. Don't people belive in the one night stand anymore? Anthony's just full of himself and the whole 'family guy' thing. He's always wanted to make his parents happy, and bring home a girl they'd fall in love with. Me? I couldn't care less what my parents thought about the girls I hang out with. I probably don't bring any home just to piss them off. They want nothing more than for me to go to college, get some financing degree, and be a stockbroker like dad. Wear suits, carry a briefcase, read the Times, drink coffee, get married, have 2 kids...
Don't make me throw up. Are you kidding? Part of me thinks joining the marines was just my way of pissing them off even more. Their lives are just so boring. God. I don't even want to step foot in their house. Apparently they called Anthony and asked if we were back yet (I haven't answered their calls). Come on, like they care that I'm back. Stop pretending to everyone else that you actually care about me, guys.
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:46:22 GMT -5
Dec. 26, 06
DAYUM!!. A homecoming never was so good. I can't stop thinking about Amy in that lingerie. Man, if she knew what she does to me! Haha. That was, without a doubt, only the best Christmas present ever. It was good to be back. I didn't realize just how much I'd missed being in her bedroom . But just her, too. She's something else.
((thirty minutes later ha))
Shit! I can't find my wallet anywhere! I must've let it at Amy's place last night. It must've droppped. Oh man, I need to call her before she finds it and does that girl thing.. you know, they always have to go through your shit. Guys? You don't see guys going through purses! Man. I can't believe I left it there! That chick Morgan's number is in there.. and like.. 3 other names and numbers too. Damn!
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:47:31 GMT -5
Jan. 11, 07
Man.. I screwed up big time. What are the chances that Amy would be at the bar when I was heading with Morgan to her place. It's like I was meant to be screwed over like this. I made Amy cry, and now she's probably not going to talk to me. Her brother hates my guts.. yeah, that's what I need right now. Marcus would probably bash my head into concrete if he had the chance. I'll have to call Anthony and make sure I've got my back covered 24/7. Protective older brothers are a pain in the @ss. But whatever, I can deal with that. It's Amy that's driving me crazy. I never like seeing a girl cry -I think that's my one weak spot. Cause I'm always trying to make them laugh, you know? But last night I think I realized how much I'd hurt her, and there's nothing I can really do to take that back. But damn. Why do women need commitment anyway? I mean, I'm 23, you know? I don't want to be tied down until I'm like.. 30. But every girl I've ever known, with the exception of a few, seem to have this need to be married off by 21. Amy wanted me to be more involved, but.. I don't think I can do that. I wish she would just call.
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:48:19 GMT -5
Feb. 12, 07
Well, I put on the ball and chain. I am now in a relationship. I now have a steady girl, and I'm a steady boyfriend. Dayum. The fella's are going to be all over me about this, especially Anthony and Coop. But hey, I get the sweet lovin'. They don't. End of story. But yeah, yesterday was Amy's birthday and I told her this open relationship thing just wouldnt' do it for me once I get deployed again. I don't know what it was... maybe just the thought of her with another guy. I guess I kind of felt like maybe she was dating around after the last time we had talked about it, and yeah, I got a little pissed and jealous, so...I want her all to myself. *smirks* Anyway, she was happy about that, and the night ended fantastically... several times.. if you get what I'm sayin haha
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:48:59 GMT -5
June 9, 07
Almost blew my cover last night! I have to get my stories straight, you know? I don't want Amy worrying about me in Iraq. It's bad enough Marcus is in Kuwait. Damn, if he knew where I was, and that I was lying to his sister, he'd probably rip my arms off. Really, the guy is something else. You'd think he'd help a guy out, you know? But whatever. For the time being, Amy's under the impression I'm safe and sound in Germany, and that works for me. Thing is, I won't be seeing her any time soon. The damn government wants us here another six months, to give incoming troops ample training time. I mean, yeah, we don't want idiots behind the rifles, but six months? That's a flippin' lifetime when you're in the trenches. And damn this weather. Summer's not even here and I'm already burning my @ss off. Whatever. When January comes, I'm locking myself in Amy's bedroom and not leaving for a good month. I just need to flippin' find me a private phone somewhere! Sometimes a guy wants to be with his girl, you know?
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:49:34 GMT -5
July 1, 07
Damn! Of course Kuwait got all messed up. Of course some of our troops were attacked in a roadside bombing. Oh, I'm not even done. Best one yet. Of course Marcus Kowalski checks into the same base I'm at here in Iraq. At first, I was flippin' out --can't have my cover blown, you know? But when I found out some good marines had fallen, I kind of got worried so went to look for him. Make sure he was good and all. Except then he spotted me and the sh!t hit the fan because Anthony opened his big mouth like Anthony always does. Oh well. It would've come out eventually, right? From Coop, or Dunc, or Cam.. someone would've opened their mouth. At least Marcus is being cool about it and not telling Amy. I don't know if this means I have to keep kissing his @ss but I hope not...
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:50:08 GMT -5
July 10, 07
I can't believe it. Amy's the one who wanted us to stop the open relationship thing, you know? She's the one who said she couldn't handle it, couldn't deal with it. That she couldn't stand the sight of me with another woman. Yet she's the same one who goes behind my back and cheats on me while I'm off in Iraq fighting this damn war. I just can't believe it. I mean, I called her as much as I could. I know I couldn't be here physically for her... but damn, girl. You don't need to go and shove your tongue down some drunk @sshole's mouth. I'm just so pissed. The thing is, I know Mr. Conelli's right. I know that your feelings for the girl are supposed to like...override whatever mistakes she makes. I just feel like forgiving her is so easy. I feel like she should be punished for it. You know? Because Lord knows she didn't even want to talk to me after she saw me with Morgan. And I hadn't even done anything with Morgan yet! I was just heading out the bar with her. But Amy wouldn't talk to me for a whole day. Can you believe that? She goes and actually cheats on me, but I'm supposed to let her stay in the room and help me unpack -which I did! Nah, that just aint right, man. I felt like calling up Morgan. I really did, I'll be honest with you. But I do care about Amy, as much as I don't like to admit it around the guys. She's gorgeous, makes me laugh, is hot for me of course *smirks*, but hell, I'm hot for her right back. And damn, I can't give up those bedroom nights... *sighs* We'll just see how this goes
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Post by Dewey on Dec 3, 2008 18:50:53 GMT -5
Aug 11, 08
The puppies are here lol. My girl Dakota managed to pop out seven of those things. Dayum. I just don't know how the female gender does it haha. Thank God we guys have it easy, right? We just do the job, and pay the bills haha. Well I'm at Anthony's now, just taking it easy as I go apartment hunting. Moved out of the folks' place because...well, it was becoming obvious my dad and I are from two different planets. He gets on my damn nerves like I can't even explain. You'd think parents would have a warm homecoming for their only son when he returns from Iraq, right? Wrong. And honestly, I'm fed up with it. So it looks like the Iaconelli's are my new address for the time being. Which works out fine, considering Doc's the puppies' father haha. For one, it feels jacked up to be on my own, but on the other hand, I've been on my own longer than I wanted to admit, haven't I? I haven't had my dad's support for ages. So screw it. I'll just stay with people who actually care about the fact that I put my life on the line for their freedom.
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