Post by RitaLittlewood on Mar 12, 2005 19:50:51 GMT
Me and some friends did this a couple of years ago and it was great fun. So I thought maybe we could have a go on here. I'll start it off to give you some examples and you can choose whichever character you like, past and present including your own versions of the ones below.
Rita Sullivan:
Age: Mind your own business
Style: Jumper and tent-loving, money-grabbing, vodka swilling black widow
Finest Hour: Alan Bradley storyline
Worst Hour: Alec Gilroy romance
Don't mention: The black raincoat resembling a bin liner
Do say: I'll have a Gazette please, Reet
Don't say: Lucky for you all your husbands died otherwise you'd be
poor.
What next?: Killing Norris if she doesn't leave first
Norris Cole
Age: Old enough
Style: Annoying train spotter
Finest Hour: Being right about Richard Hillman being a murderer
Worst Hour: Crapping himself when Richard took him to the Ridings alone
Don't mention: The dreaded Angela
Do say: I like your tank tops
Don't say: Wasn't Richard Hillman a wonderful fellow
What next?: Making Reet throttle him by constantly going on about anything at all
Gail Platt
Age: 46
Style: Dated
Finest Hour: Pushing Carmel the psycho nanny down the stairs
Worst hour: Remarrying Brian
Don't mention: Richard Hillman
Do say: Fancy some ironing?
Don't say: Claaaannnng!!!!!!
What next?: More ironing to take her mind off everything.
Audrey Roberts
Age: 64
Style: As dated as her daughter
Finest Hour: Nursing Alma
Worst hour: Buggering off to Canada
Don't mention: Richard Hillman
Do say: Weren't you brave standing up to him like that?
Don't say: "Since you're a hairdresser, how come your own hair's so crap?
What next?: More wringing her shoulder out after Gail's cried on it.
Annie Walker
Age: Er... none because she's dead
Style: The Queen on the cheap
Finest Hour: Getting drunk with Ena Sharples
Worst Hour: There was none
Don't mention: Her northern roots
Do say: Ooh, you're very regal, aren't you?
Don't say: Stop having ideas above your station, lady
What next?: Er... a visit from her Joanie at the cemetary?
Bet Lynch
Age: None of your business
Style: Old slapper
Finest Hour: Leaving the Street
Worst Hour: Coming back
Don't mention: Alec Gilroy
Do say: Ooh, I like your leopardskin outfits
Don't say: Had any sexually transmitted diseases lately?
What next?: Nothing - hopefully!
Richard Hillman
Age: You didn't ask those sort of questions unless you wanted "the look"
Style: Bad knitwear wearing Norman Bates with a briefcase
Finest Hour: Killing Maxine
Worst Hour: Anything with his eyes trying to win best actor
Don't mention: Lovely carpets or Countdown
Do say: I want to look at one of the flats please
Don't say: My name's Patricia
What's next?: Who knows when they get as desperate as EastEnders?
;D
Patsy
Rita Sullivan:
Age: Mind your own business
Style: Jumper and tent-loving, money-grabbing, vodka swilling black widow
Finest Hour: Alan Bradley storyline
Worst Hour: Alec Gilroy romance
Don't mention: The black raincoat resembling a bin liner
Do say: I'll have a Gazette please, Reet
Don't say: Lucky for you all your husbands died otherwise you'd be
poor.
What next?: Killing Norris if she doesn't leave first
Norris Cole
Age: Old enough
Style: Annoying train spotter
Finest Hour: Being right about Richard Hillman being a murderer
Worst Hour: Crapping himself when Richard took him to the Ridings alone
Don't mention: The dreaded Angela
Do say: I like your tank tops
Don't say: Wasn't Richard Hillman a wonderful fellow
What next?: Making Reet throttle him by constantly going on about anything at all
Gail Platt
Age: 46
Style: Dated
Finest Hour: Pushing Carmel the psycho nanny down the stairs
Worst hour: Remarrying Brian
Don't mention: Richard Hillman
Do say: Fancy some ironing?
Don't say: Claaaannnng!!!!!!
What next?: More ironing to take her mind off everything.
Audrey Roberts
Age: 64
Style: As dated as her daughter
Finest Hour: Nursing Alma
Worst hour: Buggering off to Canada
Don't mention: Richard Hillman
Do say: Weren't you brave standing up to him like that?
Don't say: "Since you're a hairdresser, how come your own hair's so crap?
What next?: More wringing her shoulder out after Gail's cried on it.
Annie Walker
Age: Er... none because she's dead
Style: The Queen on the cheap
Finest Hour: Getting drunk with Ena Sharples
Worst Hour: There was none
Don't mention: Her northern roots
Do say: Ooh, you're very regal, aren't you?
Don't say: Stop having ideas above your station, lady
What next?: Er... a visit from her Joanie at the cemetary?
Bet Lynch
Age: None of your business
Style: Old slapper
Finest Hour: Leaving the Street
Worst Hour: Coming back
Don't mention: Alec Gilroy
Do say: Ooh, I like your leopardskin outfits
Don't say: Had any sexually transmitted diseases lately?
What next?: Nothing - hopefully!
Richard Hillman
Age: You didn't ask those sort of questions unless you wanted "the look"
Style: Bad knitwear wearing Norman Bates with a briefcase
Finest Hour: Killing Maxine
Worst Hour: Anything with his eyes trying to win best actor
Don't mention: Lovely carpets or Countdown
Do say: I want to look at one of the flats please
Don't say: My name's Patricia
What's next?: Who knows when they get as desperate as EastEnders?
;D
Patsy
I love this ill try just 1 more if thats k, lets c... How about....