View Full Version : Building Characters pt. 2/Carl James Pannelle

10-12-2005, 07:10 AM
Here is what we have so far:

Carl James Pannelle- age 32 AKA- Panhead

A hotel hoppin' bad boy from the Las Vegas Strip. He hustles hot, expensive car parts for money. When he can't score on a car part, he looks up his girlfriend Marsha Sullivan, who also lives on the strip in a million-dollar high rise pent house. By day she's an investment banker. By night she's an expensive Escort, he once could afford to call on. Marsha fell in love with his charm but never fully commited.

His home was burned down by his older brother Davy and Carl has never been the same. Carl is deathly afraid of the water and has a serious dark side to him.

His only trusted friend is Walter "Red" Jordan. Walter owns "Big Reds" a motorcycle and imported parts shop.

Carl is close to one soul in this world, his mom. He tells her everything, so she thinks.

I smell a plot brewing...

We're going to dig deeper into Carls life. Feel to write about anything you feel we left out.

What's in his mini fridge right now?

What's on the floor of his hotel room right now?

What's on his nightstand?

What's in his garbage can?

What kind of car does he drive?

Describe a few of the text messages Carl has on his phone.

Carl decides to clean out his car and a few boxes he has been holding on to. What is easy for him to hold on to?

What is hard for him to throw out?

It's Saturday afternoon. What is he doing? Set the scene and give details.

What is a typical day for Carl?

What is a conversation like between him and "Red"?

What is a conversation like between him and Marsha?

".............................." like between him and his mom?

Where does he go the eat and what does he have. Is he alone or with someone?

What does he do for entertainment?

10-12-2005, 07:52 PM
fresh coffee grounds, (hotel is never as good,)
cream cheese
one bottle of Fat Tire beer
six tiny bottles of Vodka
one lemon
half a cheeseburger from McDonald's
two wine coolers -for ladies-
a throw away Glad left-overs keeper (disguised as carrots) where he hides his razor blades for 'cutting.'

10-12-2005, 08:53 PM
He sees purple lace panties in a size 6 and a filmy pastel purple dress with glitter straps and a pair of silver slingback mules. There is a Glock, a holster on the floor too, and the barrel of a shotgun sticking out from under the bed. A glittery purse with cosmetics and a small gun spilling out of it lies next to his crumpled Armani suit, and a pair of his sneakers, caked with mud. A book on museums lies next to an open briefcase full of money. A bag from an, Ethiopian carryout sits a foot from that. A butterfy is perched on the edge.

10-13-2005, 02:12 AM
Phone, clock, used condom wrapper into which a wad of gum has been put, rounds for the Glock and a cell that only two other people in the world have the number too.

10-13-2005, 06:35 PM
half eaten take out, crumpled up mail and letters he wants to forget

10-15-2005, 10:02 PM
Carl drives a late model Jaguar, cream colored. It's a convertable with white leather and polished wood interior. To the point of tacky he has sparkly wheel rims on it that continue turning after the car stops. He bought them in a moment of weakness.
It gives him endless grief with a cranky engine that often refuses to run, especially if it is cold. He has had to replace the hood ornament several times, it is a status symbol for young boys in his neighborhood to have perched in a place of honor in their bedrooms.
Once he hit a deer coming home from a party, drunk. It came through the windshield and nearly impaled him with it's antlers. He was furious with the deer for wrecking his prize car. He leaped out of the damaged car and kicked the dying animal repeatedly.

10-16-2005, 05:04 AM
Marsha 911

Mom 911

The car is in place.

Meet u at 3am R.

Got Milk?

Gimme yr Rm. #


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