Bond. Jane Bond.
Mysterious woman who shows up in town accountably wearing evening gowns at all hours (okay, in the soap world that’s probably nt all that unusual).
StG
These threads never work for me because the first street I lived on was “Peach Orchard.”
MacKenzie La Via.
I suspect that I’d be one of those exotic-and-dangerous sorts of characters, whose charm hides a severe danger, but the precise details would depend on whether the producers chose to cast a man (matching my gender) or a woman (matching the gender of most people in media who use my middle name as a first name).
Oooh. “Lawrence Chatham.”
Class. Just class.
And what a dreadful lack of foresight on the part of your parents that betrays!
I dunno, depending on your first pet’s name, that could make a passable porn star name. “Tawny Peach-Orchard.” I’ve heard worse.
I’d cop to my soap character name, but it sounds too … um, precious. Instead, I’ll just re-use my porn star name: Blackie Bradley.
I’m liking all of these and have been concocting plots in my head all afternoon
Otto: you’re the never seen, nameless owner of the restaurant where Ann Florida works - it’s called (durmroll please) The Peach Orchard 
William Woodcrest…
sounds about right!
ETA: I didn’t realize we should write a character summary. It’s not me at all, but that is definitely a full-on rich waspy type who plays tennis. Maybe, even, a tennis instructor (and the inevitable affairs with married women that come with the job).
Or possibly, just a very succesfull businessman turned playboy millionaire?
I’m Renee Clarke
The ambitious female executive who’s sleeping and backstabbing her way to the top.
Lucille Broadmoor. A plain, fifty-ish woman, somewhat overweight. Her unassuming exterior hides an interior of smoldering passion just waiting to be unleashed. She works at the Peach Orchard as their baker.
Will Westshore – charming hunk, marries older women for their money then murders them.
I’m suggesting as an alternate to the people who grew up on Country Road J or Highway 23 or Rural Route 1, that they use the name of the township or neighborhood they grew up in. So, for example, let’s say you grew up in Milwaukee, in the Piggsville neighborhood on some numbered street, and your middle name is Herman. Your soap star name would therefore be Herman Piggsville. (I can only imagine you are an accountant or the nepotistic, nymphomaniac mayor of a small Texas town.)
Since I grew up on a lettered county road, I’m going with my township.
Elizabeth Mifflin: nouveau riche in the sense that the family funds didn’t come from the Crusades, she is the very prim and proper daughter of an alcoholic mother and philandering father. Astonishingly (or not!) she has a half-sister who looks exactly like her, via her father’s relationship with her mother’s long lost identical twin sister. The half-sister, of course, is evil. In truly passive-aggressive fashion, Elizabeth latches onto this to cause mayhem when she isn’t throwing tea parties for the DAR or delivering baskets to the trailer park. She is single, but carries a tendre for her tennis instructor.
My address growing up was First Avenue.
No name sounds good with a last name of First Avenue.
I believe there was a story about the famous actor, Rudy Vallee wanting the city of Beverly Hills to name his street, Rue de Vallee’ - much to his disappointment, they refused.
I don’t know the name of the first street I lived on, but going with the first two I remember
Isadora Pennsylvania. It sounds unfortunately a lot more like a character from Hannah Montana than a soap opera name.
Or I could go with Isadora Mason
Isadora Mason is one of those fiery exotic girls who wears a lot of red lipstick and does everything with exaggerated passion. She falls madly in love with one man after another, but since she’s so intense, it never lasts long. But she’s not a slut or in any way sleazy- in fact, she’s not really into sex as much as the excitement of intense infatuation. She’s also not the sort of girl who weeps and begs when she’s shunned. She’s way too hot-headed for that and is more likely to be angry than to stare wet-eyed after her departing lover. She doesn’t have a lot of close friends because she has so much self-centered energy that people get worn out just being near her. She’s also not above revenge. She’s not one of those evil characters who will go after the nice ones just out of envy or irrational dislike, but if someone has wronged her, they’d better watch out. Her best friend Jacinta Bates is the totally evil wicked one- Isadora doesn’t participate in her fiendish plots, but doesn’t go out of her way to stop them either.
um… I guess I got carried away.
-sigh-
My parents had no idea what they were doing to me when they bought on Grubb Avenue in 1974.
Ok, I’m Leanne Grubb. I’m a 35 year old single mother of 3 - Tyson aged 18, Britney aged 8 and Jaidyn aged 3. We live in government housing and have been on welfare since I popped out my first kid at the age of 17. My kids have had a series of step-daddies, none of whom hung around long enough to actually plan a wedding, certainly not long enough to go through with it. My latest boyfriend is a 49 year old truck driver named Dave who has five kids of his own, though all but the youngest live with their mothers. I smoke, wear mini skirts (although I really should have retired them quite some pounds ago), collect Franklin Mint plates, and invest a good portion of my government-provided funds into the poker machines at the local club. I’m not so much a soap opera character as dedicated soap fan and haven’t missed an episode since my waters broke in the middle of Days of Our Lives eight years ago - Britney has never lived this down. I haven’t changed my hairstyle since the glory days of highschool, and I quite probably never will.
William Beaver.
Billy Beaver
Willy Beaver :eek:
Hey, I’m not so much a soap opera character as a potential soft porn star and no, no-one was hard on the beaver last night.
Of course, if I use the alternative game of my first pets name and the street I first lived on, then I get Coco Beaver. Now that’s genuine porn.
Carol Jackson.
Wow. That’s pretty damn ordinary. I don’t think I’d be allowed in a soap opera.
Dale West.
Smoldering red-haired, green-eyed daughter of a cattle rancher/oil baron who has relocated to Soap Opera City after the ranch went bankrupt in mysterious circumstances. Had an affair with the head cattlehand when she was 17; disappeared for a while, may have had a child or an abortion but no one knows for sure but Dale. She’s investigating a cousin who she thinks had a role in the bankruptcy. She may have ties to the cowboy mafia.
Hmmm…
Rafael State Route 159 doesn’t quite “sing”, as Sgt. Provo would put it… back to the writers’ conference, it is.
Well, let’s see…Elaine North.
She’s the mother of the young man who’s always in trouble but just too charming and sweet for anybody to think it was deliberate. She knows he’s not what he should be but she just can’t believe he’s really bad. He just needs to straighten up a bit. In the meantime his girlfriends cry on her shoulder and she goes about her club meetings with great aplomb, doing the little social things that need to be done.