Post by riley on Dec 17, 2011 6:03:48 GMT
riley braxton masters
They just dig up the dirt and bury us into the ground.
You're not as special as you maybe think that you are.
[/center] age;; twenty-three
gender;; male
band you are affiliated with;; injected hopeless
position in band;; sound tech
sexuality;; pansexual
play-by;; kellin quinn [/ul][/size]
It is fairly complicated to describe this boy, he is sort of a contradiction in term really. He was a little two faced in some sorts, kind of like a good and bad side. However, Riley pretty much survives on trust, it is something that is hard to earn and if you break it, then you won’t be getting it back. If you’re on Riley's good side then you won't have to worry about kids picking on you and really you can expect a long life friend right there. Riley will get in a fight for any of his friends and has no problem getting in trouble because of it either, he is quite a violent fellow over all and generally just is quite crude. Sympathy is something that he only shows for his close friends and of course girlfriends/ boyfriends. However, if you’re on his bad side you can expect to get an ear full and depending on how much he dislikes you, you might even end up in a few fist fights. Riley might come off as a somewhat scrawny kid, but he has muscle, it might not be visible like the sporty kids, but he has enough to get his point across.
Riley by no means has a problem fighting dirty and if he knows anything personal about you, then just expect him to use it against you when he is bitching you out. Riley should never be someone’s first choice of comfort if something is wrong, as in you need a shoulder to cry on and just want to ramble on and blubber about stuff that Riley has clearly pointed out that he doesn't care about then don't expect him to be sympathetic and what not. In fact if anything, he might actually yell at you for it, he has little patience and it wears quickly. He doesn't seem to have much passion for others and like most boys, he is a man-whore. He likes sex by all means. If a girl or boy is willing he'll take it, but otherwise he might date them for a little bit, but hell if they aren't gonna give out then he’s not gonna keep it up.
Riley has a very crude sense of humor and by no means is willing to hide it. He generally laughs at others expense and when it comes to a serious situation where the other person is crying and trying to bitch him out. Riley is just gonna laugh and start screaming and getting serious, however, just because he is violent and might come off as if he needs some anger management, he does have a few morals. He won't hit a girl or force sex upon someone. Riley does have a sweet side over this entire crappy exterior, even though most people don't get to see it he does have one, the person he is currently dating gets to see that side of him. Riley is a really private when it comes to showing his affections for someone and even if he actually begins to date someone it can take a while for him to act all cute and cuddly around the person.
Generally, he is a pretty unnerving boyfriend in the sense that he doesn’t want to hold your hand or kiss on you in public unless he feels jealous and thinks someone is trying to flirt with you. Riley has a very tough guy attitude and even though he isn't into sports and has no problems dating guys he by no means is feminine and shit oh no. Riley is most of the time the dominant one in the relationship. He doesn't take well to be pushed around whether it is in a sexual manner or not. When Riley first meets people he generally is rude and just over all a douche bag. With that being said it can’t come as a surprise that Riley has no problem with making people cry and will rarely ever feel any guilt because of it. Like most teenagers Riley like to party, but he prefers the drinking and sex that goes along with parties. Therefore, he really could care less about the actual social end of the party experience, but the sex and alcohol that is tied in with them. Riley is not a big fan of drugs, but doesn't mind taking a hit every now and again.
likes;; monsters, parties, alcohol, sex, screaming, Dexter, fighting, watching his previous band fail, Chinese food, painting, playing guitar.
dislikes;; whiny/clingy people, liars, fish, bright red lipstick, chick flicks, comforting others, looking weak.
quirks and habits;; tugs on the ends of his hair when frustrated, rubs his collarbone/neck when nervous, makes odd sounds/faces when he feels awkward (which is generally when he is by himself, or at least thinks he is), rolls his shoulders continuously when angry.
strengths;; screaming, reading people, blocking out things that he no longer wants anything to do with, making strangers angry at him, keeping everyone at arms’ length whether they realize it or not.
weaknesses;; his lack of trusting, controlling his anger, parties, the tv show dexter, monsters.
fears;; his fuck the world attitude is going to come around and bite him in the ass one of these days.
goals;; (not a big priority) wants to put a band together again one day.
history;;
Riley Braxton Masters was a normal kid growing up, well he was a bit more rebellious than most children, but none the less he had a fairly simple childhood overall. Riley always had a temper and got sent home in elementary school for hitting a kid in the face with a basketball because he made a snarky comment about Riley’s haircut. To an extent, Riley had always been the way he currently is, but events during high school became the tipping point that pushed him to a sort of isolation. He lost his trust for others and the want for human companionship besides that occasional one nightstand. Fortunately, Riley has become more social since this turn of events, though he still lacks trust for those around him; he at least has the ability to pretend that he does now.
High school was not something that Riley could really say he spent a lot of time in; he can’t even say that he graduated. It isn’t a decision that Riley is exactly proud of, but it isn’t one that he is ashamed of either. He refuses to regret what he does, because it is what he wanted at the time and it seemed like the best choice at the time. Riley met his future band mates during his freshman year and they all became real close friends, deciding to create this ‘garage band’ during their first summer together and discovered with a little practice that they were actually pretty good. Things just took off from there, the three boys began skipping classes to practice or play at gigs without a second thought. None of these boys came from wealthy families, in fact, they actually came from poverty stricken families who were so busy working or were just never there that these boys had the ability to just leave school, to get in fights, and get suspended without seeing any actual consequences. During their junior year, the boys called it quits on school and just dropped out. If they didn’t spend their time at gigs or practicing then they were drinking and causing trouble. It would be a lie to say that they hadn’t felt handcuffs on their wrists or seen the back of a police car.
Well there was a girl, funny how these things always start, eh? She was a beauty hands-down long legs, small waist, decent tits, and she always wore bright red lipstick. No matter what she was never seen without it on. She was the classic pretty girl with her blonde hair and green eyes, with that dazzling smile that allowed her to get whatever she wanted. Well from Riley at least. The two met at a gig downtown and from there everything just sort of fell into place. They began dating and she went to every show cheering these boys on. Riley couldn’t honestly think of anything better, he couldn’t imagine a better life at that moment. He had a wonderful girlfriend and a band that was growing in popularity with each performance. The boys were beginning to plan out merch ideas and ordering shirts to sell at their gigs. Riley was blinded with stupidity for this vixen he did all of the classic lovey dovey things with her only to get fucked over. She was a manipulator and Riley didn’t realize it until it was too late. All of the time in which she was dating Riley she was seeing the guitarist behind his back and basically planting ideas in his mind. There was nothing truly good about this girl. She purposely set up a time between herself and the guitarist for Riley to walk in on. She set Riley up to fail, she knew that these boys would end up fighting and her pan revealed itself in that moment.
The second Riley walked into that room to see the two shirtless and by all means moving forwards, that is until Riley ripped the two apart and began pounding the guitarists face in, in a complete blind rage without a second thought ignoring the squealing girl in the background and the boys futile attempts to hit Riley. The beating only stopped when something was slammed into his back causing him to fall forward in surprise giving the guitarist the moment he needed to pin Riley. Things quickly became a screaming match between the two as they fought while she stood off to the side smirking. This was exactly what she wanted. She wanted to tear everything apart. “This is the perfect time to tell him baby,” the girl purred with a sickeningly sweet smile on her face. Those words were the murderers of Riley’s perfect life. Everything fell silent as the boys stared at one another. Riley could see the hesitation in the other’s eyes as he licked his bloodied lip looking to the devil for some sort of support. A small nod and bat of those eyelashes was all it took and Riley was informed that he was being kicked out of the band that he created. The band that he poured his entire soul into. Riley barely realized that he had been released since he was in such shock. Normally things like this happened to the guitarists not the lead singers, but here he was being kicked out of his band, being thrown under the bus all because of some stupid girl.
Riley was kicked out on to the streets with nothing but some clothes and a damaged ego. Riley found some buddies to bunk with while he tried to figure out what he could do with his life. He knew he was going to do something with music, which was just something Riley wouldn’t budge on, however, since he didn’t graduate high school he had some difficulty finding a job. Luckily, enough after Riley’s depressed ‘I hate everyone’ stage one of the few friends that actually put up with him long enough to be around after the violent rages pulled a few strings to get him a job as a sound tech. After a few months Riley found himself in a bar with some of the kids who he was working for watching a pretty shitty band perform. Riley could only watch with a smirk as he filmed the entire performance including the part in which the crowd basically booed them off stage. Riley said nothing and made no attempts to talk to the failing band, oh no, he just filmed the performance on his phone and left with the rest of the guys before uploading it on the computer so he could watch the event over and over again whenever he needs a good chuckle. [/ul][/size]
age;; seventeen
what makes the world go 'round?;; ;D admin'd
roleplay sample;;
Everything was numb, truly numb. Every limb felt like it weighed a hundred pounds so in compliance he just kept his head down while the tears rolled down his cheeks. He knew that he must look like utter crap at this moment, but he could really care less. His cheeks were sticky and nasty feeling as he managed to rub the salty tears away only to have more take their place. He wasn't sure how it happened or why, no that is a lie, he knew exactly why and how it happened, but he just couldn't believe it happened. Liam knew that this day would come, but he just wasn't prepared for it to be so soon. Everything was a blur, but he felt a familiar force suddenly squeezing him tightly. His hands shakily wrapped around her waist lightly, but he was prepared for her to pull away.
She had no reason to stay and there for he wasn't going to hope for those once comforting arms to stay. Her voice cut through the fog like a knife, each word stabbing him harder. When Liam finally raised his face he got a kiss on the cheek, he knew what his face looked like. Gutted, he knew that for a fact, there wouldn't be any other emotion on his face. He was truly gutted, he felt his heart being ripped apart piece by piece. He had so much to say to her, some god and some bad, but either way it was all trapped on the tip of his tongue and there for could only watch helplessly as the girl he loved walked away. Walked out his life and didn't even bother to look back. Another stab to the heart, once she was gone Liam managed to drag himself back into his room and shut the door behind him.
However, instead of wallowing like he felt like doing something just happened. He snapped. Every human had a breaking point and it seemed like Liam just reached his. Without a second glance, Liam flipped the small table in the living room area over sending everything on top of it flying. He didn't stop at just that though, oh no, with one sweep he sent vases and books flying to the ground with a loud crash. By the time he finished not one thing was left standing in its original spot. His whole body was shaking with rage. Rage that his parents died, rage that he had to move into his aunt’s house, that he had to deal with his cousins. Rage from dealing with Roxy, from watching one of his cousins feel her up, rage of what he did at the bonfire. How he treated Rea and Roxy.
Rage at how he could let himself fall in love with such a perfect girl. He always knew that it was to good to be true, but he was an idiot and now he was going to have to pay for that the hard way. His teeth grinded together in anger as he glared at the floor. He had no thoughts for anything, except how stupid he really was. He didn't care if someone walked in, he didn't care what happened. For a second time the boy broke down. His legs failing to support him, causing Liam to fall to his hands and knees. Tears of pain and anger started to fall again. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid Liam" he repeated it over and over again in a whisper as he punched the ground repeatedly, not bothering to stop when he saw the blood appearing on the hard wood floors.
That was it. It was all over. Nothing good ever lasted and Liam was just hit with a hard dose of reality. Happiness was a joke and that was something that he learned. Roxy would always have his heart or at least a big chunk of it in the palm of her hand whether she knew it or not. The boy suddenly pulled himself to his feet, walked to his closet, opened the door and sighed. Let the change begin...
She had no reason to stay and there for he wasn't going to hope for those once comforting arms to stay. Her voice cut through the fog like a knife, each word stabbing him harder. When Liam finally raised his face he got a kiss on the cheek, he knew what his face looked like. Gutted, he knew that for a fact, there wouldn't be any other emotion on his face. He was truly gutted, he felt his heart being ripped apart piece by piece. He had so much to say to her, some god and some bad, but either way it was all trapped on the tip of his tongue and there for could only watch helplessly as the girl he loved walked away. Walked out his life and didn't even bother to look back. Another stab to the heart, once she was gone Liam managed to drag himself back into his room and shut the door behind him.
However, instead of wallowing like he felt like doing something just happened. He snapped. Every human had a breaking point and it seemed like Liam just reached his. Without a second glance, Liam flipped the small table in the living room area over sending everything on top of it flying. He didn't stop at just that though, oh no, with one sweep he sent vases and books flying to the ground with a loud crash. By the time he finished not one thing was left standing in its original spot. His whole body was shaking with rage. Rage that his parents died, rage that he had to move into his aunt’s house, that he had to deal with his cousins. Rage from dealing with Roxy, from watching one of his cousins feel her up, rage of what he did at the bonfire. How he treated Rea and Roxy.
Rage at how he could let himself fall in love with such a perfect girl. He always knew that it was to good to be true, but he was an idiot and now he was going to have to pay for that the hard way. His teeth grinded together in anger as he glared at the floor. He had no thoughts for anything, except how stupid he really was. He didn't care if someone walked in, he didn't care what happened. For a second time the boy broke down. His legs failing to support him, causing Liam to fall to his hands and knees. Tears of pain and anger started to fall again. 'Stupid, stupid, stupid Liam" he repeated it over and over again in a whisper as he punched the ground repeatedly, not bothering to stop when he saw the blood appearing on the hard wood floors.
That was it. It was all over. Nothing good ever lasted and Liam was just hit with a hard dose of reality. Happiness was a joke and that was something that he learned. Roxy would always have his heart or at least a big chunk of it in the palm of her hand whether she knew it or not. The boy suddenly pulled himself to his feet, walked to his closet, opened the door and sighed. Let the change begin...
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