Post by rileyy on Jan 11, 2010 16:02:02 GMT -5
SAWYER ALEXANDER GENOVESE
[/font]" I HELD IT CLOSE TO ME TO TRY AND KEEP UP HOPES THAT YOU WOULD SEE I HAVE NO MORE AIR TO BREATHE "[/font]
[/center]FULL NAME: sawyer alexander genovese[/blockquote]
AGE: eighteen
MEMBER GROUP: fucked up kids
GRADE: senior
BIRTH PLACE: manchester, north west, united kingdom
RELIGION: atheist
SEXUALITY: doesn't have one.
PLAYBY: oliver sykes
AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT
[/font]" THERE'S NO TRUTH AND WHO CARES, WHY DO YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE RIGHT? "[/font][/center]
HEY THERE, WHAT"S YOUR NAME?[/b][/size][/color]
"if it really matters, it's sawyer alexander genovese"
WELL THAT'S PRETTY FUCKING AMAZING. HOW OLD ARE YOU? WHEN'S YOUR BIRTHDAY? DO YOU LIKE YOUR AGE? WHAT GRADE ARE YOU IN?[/b][/size][/color]
"i'm eighteen, it's on august thirteenth. i don't care, i'm legal that's all that matters. i'm a senior surprised i've made it this far. "
AWESOME. SO WHAT ABOUT YOU? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE, YOU KNOW, AS A "PERSON"?[/b][/size][/color]
"when i'm on my meds i'm sane but when i'm not on them, i'd suggest staying away from me. i'm an asshole, i speak my mind and i don't take shit from anyone. i honestly don't trust anyone and i don't have trust issues i just don't trust people until i've known them long enough. i respect everyone until they cross me so if you don't cross me then there really shouldn't be a problem. i can be nice if i want to be but for the most part i can be a total douche bag, depending on the kind of day i'm having and whether i like you or not. i'm big on first impressions so the way you present yourself to me is the way i judge you for the rest of your life. "
SWEET. SO HOW DID YOU GET HERE? HOW FUCKED UP ARE YOU? TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. GO.[/b][/color]
"i honestly believe there is nothing wrong with me. i'm a schizophrenic and that's why i end up killing people. besides that i kill people i dislike a lot. i enjoy causing harm to people who get in my way and to people i hate. my life was pretty average except for my little issues. my mum and dad were probably the kindest people you'd ever meet, we were pretty tight. they respected me for who i am and they're the one's who've kept me out of jail for killing all these people. honestly they're my life savors and my sister, i love her. she's always been there for me and i'm sure she's saved like a bunch of people's lives. she's the one who always keeps me on track and makes sure i take my medicine. i absolutely adore her, i grew up in england but moved so many times i can't count. i've been taking medications about all my life from a very young age, it sucks but i get over it. life has almost been completely normal besides the fact that my mum and dad have saved me half the time. they love me and i love them. i haven't always done well in school but i haven't ever done bad. i hate failure so i'd get frustrated when i had a failing grade. my parents never forced me to do anything but they asked me to do well in school so i did that for them. my life wasn't amazing but my mum always spoiled me for some reason and she always told me nothing was wrong with me. i got into a hobby at a young age and that was just writing, i always wrote lyrics that i never sang. it took my mind off so much and it took away the pain and suffering i had. i had some kind of weird thing that after i killed someone i'd tell people about how i did it and why i did it. i think my journal writings were what saved me from being put into jail. but if i did just kill someone because i hated them, i'd still say it was the voices in my head though clearly it wasn't."
WANNA TELL US SOME LIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"i like going to concerts, moshing and partying. i obviously like animals and pets except cats and rodents. twitter is pretty amazing, i love it. i like alcohol and sex if it's not with a whore. i like watching cartoons on adult swim and taking pictures because i just do. i like clothes so i always have something different on. i like cuddling and making out of course. knives are pretty cool and handy when you need them, so i like those too. i like comedy and horror movies and lots of different types of music. i like anything made by apple because they're amazing."
AND SOME DISLIKES?[/b][/size][/color]
"i dislike people who try to control me, tell me what to do and when do it. i do my own thing and no one else's. i'm not a fan of animal cruelty hence why i'm a vegetarian. i don't like sluts, whores, or any of the sort. i like sex but i don't like girls who are probably carrying some disease that they want to transmit to me. i hate the doctors, the hospital and needles. i don't like the smell and the whole vibe those three give off. i don't like liars, don't lie to me. i hate video games because they're boring and a waste of my life. i hate all social network websites besides like twitter which doesn't really count. i hate stalkers and the law. they can both suck it. "
I GUESS WE'RE DONE HERE. ANYTHING ELSE?[/b][/size][/color]
"fucking finally. peace out."
WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO
[/font]" DREAM OF GOD WHEN IT'S SALVATION THAT YOU WANT? "[/font][/center]
NAME: riley
AGE: sixteen
EXPERIENCE: three years
TIME ZONE: gmt
OTHER CHARACTERS: n/a
he hadn’t thought she noticed how tense he was nowadays, he tried to hide it. but maybe it was because she had lived around him for six years and she knew how he acted when he was tense. or maybe she had some power to see through him because he kept everything to himself to avoid conflict and drama. “i’m always tense because day after day you come back with bruises, cuts, and you’re always so upset.” it was impossible for him to try not to care, he was just prone to care about her. “i can’t relax, that’s just impossible.” he shook his head lightly, at least not until this stopped. but he doubted that would happen, he’d be tense throughout the entire tour. not unless this all blew over but chances were it wouldn’t. he hoped it would stop because he didn’t deal with stress well, he’d end up drinking or smoking. which he didn’t really want to do because he was a different person while he was drunk. “yeah..” that’s all he could let out without saying anything else he didn’t want to say. he saw that as impossible because he was sure she wouldn’t ever be as happy as she used to be.
he wasn’t surprised things got to her, she was a girl. not like that was the only reason, she just wasn’t use to people hating her. so why should she have her guard up all the time if she had never had to do it before. he was quite surprised life wasn’t hell for her in high school especially if it was now. but then again, if you knew your place in high school, they’d leave you alone. “i understand, it makes sense,” not exactly but it’d make sense to him sooner or later. he didn’t know why she let her guard down anyway but then again, things made sense when you thought about who she was. “aah, i see. it sounds fun..really. not for me though,” he hated video games and saw no point to them. besides he was twenty and he was mature, maybe three years ago he’d played them without any problem. but he had other things to do then play video games and killing virtual people would just make him more mad. “no, i prefer physical fighting over virtual killing or fighting any day. besides i’m not a fan of video games.” she’d probably think he was weird because usually you’d expect all guys to enjoy video games. zane didn’t.
clubbing was one thing, zane did best. he knew how to dance especially at raves, he enjoyed those the most. “it definitely will, you should go sometime soon,” like before things got worse and she wasn’t in the mood for it at all. he never really heard about how her parents died and he definitely wasn’t going to ask. he hadn’t ever in the six years they lived together and he definitely wasn’t ever going to ask. he kind of even didn’t want her to tell him. he wasn’t so good with death, it wasn’t that he’d cry, he’d just not know what to say. besides if it was murder, it definitely wasn’t something he wanted to hear about. that was just him so he didn’t respond to that either because he wanted her to drop the subject before she got thinking about it too much. that was the last thing that needed to be done because then her mood would lessen and she’d be all depressed. well now he didn’t know how she handled it but he was sure it wasn’t great. “getting involved was the last thing i was going to do, believe me. so what’s her name?” he wasn’t going to let it go until she told him the name. he wanted to know exactly who was doing this to his sister and he would find out rather she told him herself or not.
“she’s just afraid, you’re going to steal him away from her. she has every reason to think that, you’re a threat to her,” it was the truth. if this girl wasn’t afraid that storm was going to steal this guy away then she wouldn’t be doing the things she did to her. “shit happens,” people needed to get over it sometimes. maybe if they had been sober it would’ve been a different story, it definitely would but that wasn’t the case. he always wondered exactly why she pretended to be blind, she was the drummer, you had to be able to see. well unless you knew that drum set completely by heart then it’d be a different story. he knew she wasn’t blind but he wasn’t sure if anyone else realized she wasn’t either. she told him why she did it and it made sense but you didn’t always have to look people in the eye. though it would’ve been considered rude if she didn’t look someone in the eye while talking. “blind people can hit people, they just have to use their senses to figure out where the person is. besides you can actually see her,” but then again that could also blow up in her face. fighting back could blow up in her face, just everything seemed like it would. he wondered if anyone actually fell for the whole blind act or maybe storm was a great actor.
he gritted his teeth at the thought of someone actually killing storm. if storm had died, he’d just lose it. he couldn’t imagine losing his sister at the hands of someone on tour or some obsessed fan who’d end up killing her. he pushed the thoughts out of his mind because the thought was upsetting him. he barely looked at her when she asked if he was being careful, he wasn’t exactly watching out, to be honest. but he didn’t want to tell her that but then again he wanted to remain honest with her. “i haven’t actually been thinking about it, so i guess i’m not.” he heard a little about them and he hadn’t thought twice about them. he mainly put them behind him and hadn’t really put much thought in them. he knew he wasn’t invincible but he didn’t think he’d be a target. though he was famous and he was sure to have slept with a few girls who had boyfriends before. “nothing is going to happen to me, storm,” he reassured her, he didn’t want her to have those thoughts in her head. he wasn’t going to die anytime soon, if he could help it.
