Post by milo on Dec 23, 2011 23:00:58 GMT
milos orrin morrissey derrall
I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me,
Just the way that to doctor made me.
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age;; 26
gender;; male
band you are affiliated with;; Solo act
position in band;; Solo act, Patrick Stump
sexuality;; Homosexual
play-by;; Gerard Way <3
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So, aside from being shy and slightly snide towards women, he is rather loyal if you can prove to him you are worth his time. He can be nice to anyone, but if he keeps you around long term is something else completely different. He can be rather twitchy, and he doesn't much care to be touched. He's odd about sexual things too, he doesn't really like anything sexual, but he is most certainly gay, he can't be around women long enough for anything to go down for that way, and he couldn't do anything sexually with one, even if he wanted to, which he doesn't. He dislikes most women too much for that. Some gays can sleep with women, he can't, he can hardly be in the same room with one.
Overall, he is rather snide, somewhat shy, doesn't really care for women, and really doesn't much care for being touched; regardless of gender, and he can be a good friend if you gave him a chance, and if he gives you a chance. He has OCD, and he gets pretty cranky if he has to continue straightening things. He enjoys chewing on water bottles while he drinks them, and he loves cats. He can't stand dogs, his sister or mother. He chews his nails, and can't really see all that well, though he does wear contacts.
likes;;
[li] Cats
[/li][li] Cop shows
[/li][li] Crime novels
[/li][li] British accents
[/li][li] Water bottles
dislikes;;
[/li][li] Dogs
[/li][li] Loud people
[/li][li] Running children
[/li][li] Screaming
[/li][li] Broken nails
quirks and habits;;
[/li][li] Chronic nail biter
[/li][li] Constantly straightening things, he has OCD.
strengths;;
[/li][li] Musical talent
[/li][li] Positive attitude
[/li][li] Fairly passive
[/li][li] Intelligent
weaknesses;;
[/li][li] Kittens
[/li][li] Good looking men
[/li][li] Comic books
[/li][li] Old cars
[/li][li] He's rather anal about things, brought on by his OCD.
[/li][li] Slightly misogynistic, and prefers the company of males.
fears;;
[/li][li] Large crowds
[/li][li] Water
goals;;
[/li][li] Get as far away from his past as he can.
[/li][li] Keep making music for as long as he can.
history;;
[/li][li] Born in New Orleans, LA in 1985.
[/li][li] He was born premature by three months, and he still shows signs of it, his veins are rather easy to see, and he was born without fingernails, they grew in as he got older.
[/li][li] His brother, Danny is three years younger then him, and his sister Greta is 6 years younger. They all have different fathers.
[/li][li] His mother was always hard on him, telling him from a young age he was a mistake.
[/li][li] His sister was just like his mother, she was trampy, and she always ran her mouth off to him. Eventually, she got so mouthy with him, he smack her, and that was a regular thing. He never thought twice about slapping her.
[/li][li] Women in general never ranked very high on the list of things he liked.
[/li][li] Once, in high school, Milo met a boy, and he knew he loved him. He became good friends with the other, his name was Jesse.
[/li][li] Jesse became his best friend very fast, and he knew he was in love with the boy after 6 or so months of friendship. He never could tell him, but apparently, the other knew, cuz he moved in on him. He grabbed him one day after class, and kissed him. He then ran off, like he regretted what he had done. When Milo ran after him, he was savagely beaten by a group of boys, led by Jesse. They'd been waiting for him to come out, or act gay, so they would have a reason to beat him, for being gay.
[/li][li] When Milo fought back one day, his brother got caught in the middle of it, and Danny fell down a flight of stairs, Jesse pushed him. When Danny was brought to the hospital, he died, his neck broken from the fall.
[/li][li] Milo graduated high school early, and he did his best to get out of school, out of his mother's grasp and away from the past as fast as he could.
[/li][li] He worked at a bar, while learning music theory at the local community college, and he did the best he could to get on his feet music wise.
[/li][li] One day when he was about 24, he was opening for another music act, and he was signed to a label the next day.
[/li][li] He has continued to make music to this day, doing his best to avoid his family, please his fans, and just make it for himself, and in the memory of his brother who never got past the age of 16.
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age;; 20
what makes the world go 'round?;; ;D admin'd
roleplay sample;;
SEEING YUUMA AT THE MALL NOW A DAYS WASN'T WEIRD AT ALL. Generally, he was pants shopping, but today? He was just wasting time. He was good as wasting time, and Sai was off doing something so he was alone. He didn't like being alone, so he didn't bother trying to act like he was a normal person, he just walked about the isles, his tall frame looming over some people. He smiled at some, and some smiled back, but none approached him yet, so he was just hoping he'd get some company at some point.
Yuuma was a social butterfly, he always had been. He loved to be in groups, and he didn't care how many people were around him. He liked to be the center of attention, or around it anyhow. He didn't have to be paid attention to by everyone so long as someone paid him attention, and on stage, that wasn't a hard thing to ask for. Many loved the center man, but some loved the side kicked. He'd had plenty of panties tossed at him to prove it. He always made suggestive faces when the underthings hit him that drove people crazy. He loved it.
He never really thought about the past. He had a brother somewhere, but he didn't talk to him much. Though, he had Sai. He could treat Sai like he had Ken, not as sexually of course, but you know. He didn't do the things he did with Sai with the baby version of himself, that'd be weird. He sometimes wondered if his brother looked like him, he always had, he hoped he still did. He thought about him in passing every so often, he never really knew what to think, they were so far apart and stuff, it just sort of sucked they weren't like when they were kids. He looked up at the speakers as his song started to play, and he giggled, this was always fun.
He started to dance to his own song, not really thinking about it. He wandered out of an isle, his hips swaying to his song, and his moves slightly awkward, he was partly just a white kid from America afterall.
He watched some kids walking past him. He was shocked he hadn't gotten more looks since he was in an store dancing like a moron, but he hadn't. Though, he did see one person looking at him, and he looked back, dancing slightly still.
KEN!? He stopped dancing, and figured his brother hadn't seen him. "KEN KEN KEN KEN KEN!" He chanted the name every step he took as he ran after the other. "I know you hear me, Brah!" He said as he neared the end of row of clocks. He grabbed his brothers shoulders, and he squezzed him as tight as he possibly could. "How long have you been here?! You didn't tell me! I have so many people to show you to! Sai doesn't believe we look so much alike, but I know we do!" He rattled on and on, not caring about how loud he was. He squeezed his brother, and he pressed his head into his younger brother's, and he smiled widely.
Yuuma was a social butterfly, he always had been. He loved to be in groups, and he didn't care how many people were around him. He liked to be the center of attention, or around it anyhow. He didn't have to be paid attention to by everyone so long as someone paid him attention, and on stage, that wasn't a hard thing to ask for. Many loved the center man, but some loved the side kicked. He'd had plenty of panties tossed at him to prove it. He always made suggestive faces when the underthings hit him that drove people crazy. He loved it.
He never really thought about the past. He had a brother somewhere, but he didn't talk to him much. Though, he had Sai. He could treat Sai like he had Ken, not as sexually of course, but you know. He didn't do the things he did with Sai with the baby version of himself, that'd be weird. He sometimes wondered if his brother looked like him, he always had, he hoped he still did. He thought about him in passing every so often, he never really knew what to think, they were so far apart and stuff, it just sort of sucked they weren't like when they were kids. He looked up at the speakers as his song started to play, and he giggled, this was always fun.
He started to dance to his own song, not really thinking about it. He wandered out of an isle, his hips swaying to his song, and his moves slightly awkward, he was partly just a white kid from America afterall.
He watched some kids walking past him. He was shocked he hadn't gotten more looks since he was in an store dancing like a moron, but he hadn't. Though, he did see one person looking at him, and he looked back, dancing slightly still.
KEN!? He stopped dancing, and figured his brother hadn't seen him. "KEN KEN KEN KEN KEN!" He chanted the name every step he took as he ran after the other. "I know you hear me, Brah!" He said as he neared the end of row of clocks. He grabbed his brothers shoulders, and he squezzed him as tight as he possibly could. "How long have you been here?! You didn't tell me! I have so many people to show you to! Sai doesn't believe we look so much alike, but I know we do!" He rattled on and on, not caring about how loud he was. He squeezed his brother, and he pressed his head into his younger brother's, and he smiled widely.
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