GUNN, EMMERSON OSCAR INDIANA

[EMMERSON GUNN]

EMMERSON OSCAR INDIANA GUNN!

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ADAM BRODY , TWENTY FOUR, WRITER , CANON

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hey there ! i'm sophie bryan , secretary at FEARLESS studios. we're just gonna do a small interview to get to know you, mmkay ?

'sure thing, go straight ahead man. i mean, woman. i mean...let's go.'

okay , so , please state your name before we start anything .

'emmerson oscar indiana gunn

wow , that's a really interesting name. does it mean anything ?

'well gunn just came from my father...i didn't really get much picking of it. i guess i didn't get much picking in any of my names, you know...being in the womb and all. i've never looked into the rest of my names. hang on a minute, i'll check it out on my laptop. right...so emmerson, means son of emery. trés interesting, right? oscar. oscar means deep lover, which is true if you get my sexual ennuendo... or not. indiana means land of indians, which i guess america was until we like...killed them all.'

hmm , awesome . are there other names that you preferred to be called by ?

'most people just call me emmerson, or gunn. a few call me emmy. someone once called me emmer. i hated it, it sound like the female name emma. i was like, dude i'm a dude. i'm not female. it just added to the whole gay thing that everyone seems so intent on...'

okay then, emmerson. before we start , i just want you to know that everything here is confidential , so don't be afraid to share things with me. now, describe yourself for me.

'describe myself? i think that's a relatively hard thing to do, realistically. however, i'm such a self-analyser it should be fine for me. that's one of my main traits, i always look really deeply into my actions and other events. i have this habit to pick at myself. not like physically, but i'll think that this line of the show isn't that good or that these sunglasses look rubbish. generally i'm quite an independant person, i have a large group of accquaintances but a small group of select friends who serve all purposes. i guess i'm quite a mellow dude on the outside, because all my energy goes into my brain. i'll lie on the couch, living entirely off coffee, barely moving. but like, my mind? it'll be going at a hundred words a second...it's that the sort of thing you were after?'

is there anything about your personality that you don't like ?

'i need people's approval quite often. and people always think i'm gay. there's always rumours flying. just cause i don't have long term relationships doesn't mean i'm hiding from my sexuality. i just means i haven't found a girl. i'm not very good at relationships. i'm so laid back all the girls get annoyed cause i don't return their calls. i'm like, i'm busy, but they don't get it.

you don't sound that bad , haha . now, do you mind telling me things about your past ? i'm curious .

'well i'm the the middle child of three, all boys in my household. i grew up in the south, but moved to new york city when i was eighteen. i lived there for a few years. it was really chilled out. i met some good peoples out there. good peoples indeed.'

wow , interesting . now , who makes up your family ?

'like i said, i've got two brothers. kaden is twenty six. he's one of those stuffy businessmen types you see yabbering into their phone and wearing a tie. i moved to new york with him, but he got all 'dude you gotta get a job' on me, when i just wanted to write. my other brother, kelly, is twenty. yeah kelly. people get suprised when he turns up. usually though he just goes by lee half the time. he's a proper bad ass. seriously, i wish i could be like him when i grow up. my father, elijah, was a musician, he used to compose all the music for films and television adverts. he died when i was fourteen though. he got hit off his motorbike...it was tragic. i couldn't believe it when it happened. my mother, moved on pretty fast. she's called savannah. yeah my mother is bad ass too. she didn't have a job, well any that i can remember. she was a young mum, just seventeen when she had kaden, making her twenty three when she had lee. a couple of months after my dad's death she met another guy. hugo...urgh. he's so weird. he's amazingly rich, has all these posh sports cars and stuff. he's a lawyer. kaden adores him, he's like his idol. i, however, detest the man. hence why i left for new york with kaden asap. kelly doesn't like him all that much either. the kid learnt well. i love my mum, but sometimes i think she's made the worst decision of her life marrying hugo.'

nice family you got . now , how did you get into the hollywood business ?

'my dad always encourage me to be artistic, creative...express myself. he told us all to do that, actually. kaden thought he was some weird hippie, which is a horrible thing to say about ones father, i feel. kelly embraced it, and now he's this awesome guitar player. ...but i used to write. stories, short plays, television programmes and films. and my dad said they were good. when i got out to new york i felt the creativity and wrote some more. a couple of years on i sent my stuff out, and fearless snapped me up.'

you must love your job , right ? i would love to do what you do . what interests you the most about it though?

'i get to write what i want...and do what i love. and i meet some, interesting characters'

but it can't be that easy . there must be a few things that you hate about being famous ?

'i hate all the deadlines i'm set. i mean, can you really put a date on brilliance?'

interesting . do you look up to anyone for advice or anything ?

'i just look to the skies. and kelly.'

aw , that's nice. now, list some things you enjoy doing on your spare time, if you have any .

'i like to hang out at the coffee house, walk my dog and stuff. just chill in the park, eating ice-cream. i skateboard too. kaden said that i should have thrown my board away when i was sixteen, but no way man! the thing is awesome. i don't mind going to clubs either. i rarely get drunk, but when i do, i go all out.'

there must be some things that you hate as well , right?

'i detest those intimate cheesy romantic restaurants. and things i can't do at my own pace.'

awkward question coming up , heh . how's your sex life ?

'my sex life is fufilling. relationship wise though, like i mentioned previously, there's never be a girl that's grabbed my attention enough.'

so you're not a virgin?

'nope. i lost it when i was fifteen. i made sure we used a condom and birth control. i didn't want us to end up like my parents, with a baby at a young age...'

now, are you in a relationship with anyone?

'are you just trying to frustrate me now? are you not listening to anything i say? no, i don't. i don't pansy crushes either, before you ask.'

that's basically our interview, thanks emmerson. but before you leave, is there anything else we should know?

'hmm. well it's not just the coffee that's keeping me up all night. it's either rolled into a few papers, or snorted up my nose...if you catch my drift.'

oh wow , that's one for the books. just kidding emmerson . we won't tell, promise. thanks for sitting down with us, and have fun working on your latest project !

'no problem doll, just give me a bell if you need me. you should check out this art show i'm going to tonight, it's going to immense, man.'

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HEY ! i'm ANCHOR-ELLE and i'm in complete charge of EMMERSON OSCAR INDIANA GUNN. i've been roleplaying for FOUR YEARS of my SEVENTEEN years of walking on GMT

this is based on humanising the disney character tiger-lily, from peter pan, into the modern day Every morning, without fail, Tiva-Lillian awoke at 6am. She'd sneak into the bathroom, brush her teeth and splash her face with water. She changed out of her cosy pajamas, usually something silky soft in a warming shade, and into some workout gear. Then, she'd take a bottle of water, an apple and a cereal bar from the fridge she'd chill them in everynight, and head towards the gym. And this morning was no different. Dressed in an Adidas tank and , covered by a cosy hoodie, TL walked towards the gym, eating her carbohydrate packed cereal bar in order to provide her with some energy so early in the morning. Half way through her journey, TL quicken her pace to a light jog. She found that if she used this time to warm up, then she'd only need to do a joint rotations and stretches and she'd be ready to go, and she'd fit more work out time in. It was more efficient that way. That was Tiger-Lily all over, efficient. Her feet pounded the pavement, in a gentle 1-2-1-2 pattern that calmed her nerves and caused her to centre her thoughts. It was a chilly morning, for it was still only six thirty, and the wind along with the speed at which she ran whipped the hair off her back and shoulders and around her face. She took the same route she took every morning, weaving around the eirly quiet pathways of the school, which later would be littered with students. She passed various buildings that she would be taught in that very same day. Finally, Tiger-Lily arrived at her destination at 6.50, as she did every single day. She slipped in through the doors and carried on jogging, right until she reached the locker room where she slowed to a stop. She slipped off her heather grey hoodie and folded it up gently and placed it at the bottom of the locker. She placed her apple in with it, and closed it carefully. She walked into the gym, her bottle of water still clutched by her right hand, where it had been the entire journey. She walked towards the padded mats where she finished her warm up every morning. Placing the water on the ground she began to rotate each joint in turn, starting at her ankles and slowing moving up through her knees, hips, arms and finishing at her neck. She then pulled a few stretches, concentrating on feeling a pull on her muscles and finding her center of gravity. When she'd warmed herself up she moved towards the cross-trainer, placing her water in the holder and each trainer-clad foot onto a pedal. She adjusted her lime green and grey Stella McCartney tank top, before starting to rotate her legs and move her hands back and forth, gripping the handles. Her legs, clad in white fleece knee length shorts, rotated forward at a steady pace and Tiger-Lily's heart rate increased. As she carried on on the cross-trainer, TL saw another figure enter the otherwise empty gym out of the corner of her eye. The brunette girl, who was strikingly pretty, made her way to the mats at which TL had just been and began to stretch, contorting herself into yoga poses that were familiar to TL. Tiger-Lily continued to work out, watching the girl out of the corner of her eye. The girl climbed onto the rowing machine that was a couple of metres from TL and began to row. Tiger-Lily relaxed a little, and slowed to a stop, in order to take a drink of water. She climbed off, and headed towards a cycling machine in order to carry on her training. The clock suggested it was only 7.25, so she had plenty of time to spare. Slipping her feet into the pedals, and flicking her hair - which was tied into a high ponytail - over onto her back, she began to move her legs with purpose. Something about exercising was so energising and relaxing.

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