Post by destry on Dec 24, 2011 7:17:44 GMT
destry jace romano
all the good old boys are playing bad new songs
on the country station while the city moves on
[/center]age;; 19.
gender;; male.
band you are affiliated with;; alpha bravo charlie.
position in band;; guitar & bass tech.
sexuality;; questioning.
play-by;; patrick stump.
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des is also quite naïve, in the sense that he really does trust people too easily, which makes him an easy target to take advantage of. he learns from his mistakes... but only with that person. wrong him once and he'll be more cautious of you the next time, but if another person tries the same thing you did, des will happily walk into the trap once more without noticing anything until it's too late. however, he just can't seem to bring himself to think the worst of people or be wary about things like that. it's just not in his nature. all of that may make him sound rather stupid, but he's probably more of a blissfully oblivious optimist than anything. he learns rather quickly, but mostly book things or talents. when it comes to people, it takes him a long time to learn... well, anything, really. sometimes he even has a hard time figuring out his friends, which can sometimes annoy them, because he doesn't know how they'd react to something. but is it really his fault that he's too distracted by everything else to pay attention to certain things?
he's not really such a pushover anymore, though. he used to be. he used to take things laying down without sticking up for himself at all - he had friends for that - but some things happened and now he just can't do that anymore. insult him and he probably won't say anything, but if you try to make des do something he doesn't want to, there's no chance that he'll go along with it just to make you happy. once upon a time, that would have been exactly what he did, but times change, and with them, they change people. still, that's not to say that des will never do something he doesn't want to (after all, he still drinks way too much, and he'd prefer not to do that). if you ask nicely enough and he likes you, there's definitely room to change his mind, sway his opinion, and what-have-you. he's usually pretty willing to go out of his way (sometimes even out of his comfort zone) to make one of his friends happy.
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- become more wary, but not overly so.
- find a career that he'd enjoy.
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history;; from the time he was in the womb and onward, des listened to music. his mother, rhea, was addicted to it, and therefore, so was he. he just didn't have any choice in the matter. another thing he didn't have any choice about was meeting his father, jackson. his father, who wanted nothing less than to roam free and definitely did not want to be tied down. he stuck around for a little while after he discovered that rhea was pregnant, but then he promptly ruined it by being blatantly obvious that he was cheating on her with at least three other women. rhea was absolutely livid, which really couldn't have been beneficial for her son, who she was four months pregnant with at the time. needless to say, she told jackson that he was free to leave and she never wanted to so much as talk to him again, let alone see him. he protested a tiny bit, since some part of him still cared deeply about his girlfriend, but she would have none of it. still he protested, realizing that maybe he might want some part in their baby's life after all, but still rhea insisted that she wanted him gone, so jackson left. he sent presents to des on holidays, but never anything that the young boy really liked (he didn't blame his father about that - the man couldn't get him anything he liked if he didn't even know the person he was trying to buy for). he also tried to call during holidays, but rhea would pick up the phone and hang up on him. so, from a very young age, des learned that his father was a bad person.
he grew up as the only child of his mother, who worked as a talent scout for some big-shot music company in los angeles, thus leaving des at home with a nanny more often than either he or his mother really liked. the nanny, felicity, wasn't really the best, but she was the one who introduced him to the older, good things in life, like the atari gaming system. the two of them would play tetris for hours before felicity would remember that she should probably make them some dinner. she wasn't even very old - when des was six, she was twenty-four - but she was still a great mother figure. regrettably, she was a better mother figure than his own mother was, what with her being gone far too much, due to her job. when she was home, things were great, but she could never stay at home for very long before she was sent off to another big city to find more people with talent. if she'd been home more, maybe she would have seen the talent right under her nose. rhea had des enrolled in piano lessons when he was seven years old, but she left again shortly after they started. he'd been absolutely horrible at first, but in no time, he'd picked up the skill and played piano of his own accord (between tetris marathons and watching disney movies). the piano wasn't enough for him, though. next, he picked up the trumpet, then the saxophone, then the trombone, and, when he was eleven, he'd picked up the drums. the drums were his first not-strictly-classical-instrument love. from there, he moved into instruments that were more commonly used in rock bands - instruments like the bass guitar, rhythm guitar, lead guitar, the keyboard, and the synthesizer. by then, rhea had noticed her son's potential. she had him enrolled in voice lessons when he was nine, and those continued onward for years; her son had a damn good voice, and he could play almost anything. rhea really couldn't have been prouder than she was of him, even if she couldn't be around to tell him so.
des knew he was a musically-orientated person. he knew he was good at it, and nobody had to tell him so. when people said that he had no talent, he shrugged it off because he knew they were wrong. at fifteen, he even went so far as to audition for america's got talent after he got his mother's consent. she just seemed thrilled that he was doing something involving music. in all honesty, des has never been able to see himself doing anything that doesn't involve music. it's been his passion since the beginning and it probably always will be. when he made it past the auditions for america's got talent, he was surprised, but not overly so. he knew he was good, but some part of him still doubted, if only a little bit, that other people would think so. he worked his way up the ranks, and that year, he won. just four years ago, and yet so many things have changed for him since then. after that monumental moment where he won the million dollars that everyone else on the show had been after, everything was a whirlwind, happening all at once. suddenly, des was getting offers from record companies, his mother was back, and everything was just complete pandemonium... and he was only fifteen.
rhea ended up hiring someone she thought would be good for the job to be des' agent, to help him pick and choose which record company he would sign to. her name was katherine, kat for short, and she knew exactly what she was doing. she took as long as des needed to go through things, and things weren't even always all serious with them. sometimes they took food breaks, watched movies, things like that. maybe that was a sign that des shouldn't have trusted her advice when it came to which record company he should sign to, because eventually, she came across one that she said would be absolutely great for him. earlier, she'd interrogated him on the kinds of things he wanted in a record company, so she knew what to look for. at first, des hadn't even been sure he wanted to be signed to a record company, at least not this early in his life, but then he realized that he might not get another chance like this, so he took it. he signed the contract of the company that kat had recommended, and that was that. things were great there, if des overlooked the fact that he should have read the contract himself, because kat had told him lie after lie after lie about this place. he didn't have artistic freedom at all, that was the biggest problem. they told him what to write about, or worse yet, they wrote his songs for him, told him how to play them - he was nothing more than a puppet for their words, their words about parties, drugs, girls, beer. and des wanted to sing about something meaningful, he wanted the words that he was singing to mean something, but he'd signed his soul over to this new company and he was nothing more than another notch in their belt, albeit a very popular notch because he was so young with such a huge amount of talent.
three years later, his royalties came in handy, the money he made from having songs that were lyrically like every other song on the top 40, different only because of his vocals. des hired a lawyer, a great lawyer, and she was the one who saved him. he took the record company to court, but he didn't sue them for money, no; he just wanted free of the label. he wanted the ability to go to another one if he wanted, he wanted to sit around and leave the music industry completely if he wanted to. eventually, des' case won over the record label's, and he did exactly what he wanted: he headed home, victorious, and he played his guitar by himself, singing his own songs, his own lyrics, until his throat could no longer utter a single sound. and he did things like that up until the beginning of the if you can't hang tour. as it turned out, one of the bands he liked was looking for staff. that involved music. it didn't involve him playing his music or being bound by any type of contract. it was a band he liked. des was sold; he applied for the job, got it, packed up his things, and he hasn't looked back on his old career since. well... at least, not as much as he could be.
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age;; i'm immortal.
what makes the world go 'round?;; my father will hear about this.
roleplay sample;;
no thank you.
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