Post by *ZANE ALEXANDER TYSON! on Dec 20, 2009 23:39:21 GMT -5
And yes my name is,
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the water is overflowing and carrying away
the picture at the edge of the tub
i held it close to me to try and keep up hopes
that you would see i have no more air to breathe
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It will all fall into place,
So how many years have you walked this earth? twenty
Whats the exact date you began to breath? december sixteenth
Curiosity isn't a burden, whats your sexuality? bisexual but leans more towards girls
Hm... I can pin point it but what sex are you? male
Woah! So how did your character come to be? canon
So who are your friends and whats your partake? I make scenes burn: lead singer & guitar
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere? andy sixx [/size][/color]
This is who I am,
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us. he's independent, he can stand up for himself, he's physically strong, he's a great liar, and he can talk his way out of an awkward situation
And I know that you can be that positive, so your weak? he's easily pissed off, he judges everyone before he knows them, alcohol, candy
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
immature- anyone and everyone that ever new this kid, knew that he is probably the most immature twenty year old, on the face of the earth. that may or may not be true, it is up to you to decide. zane watches cartoons whenever he gets the chance, when he isn't fighting over the remote with someone. he acts like he is five years old when he is actually twenty years old, going on twenty. he might even wear clothes of one of his favorite cartoon shows. or perhaps he might even remember all of the words to the theme song or something. zane knows he is childish and doesn't plan to change any time soon. on top of that, he is very perverted and he probably will find something perverted in everything you say. you would probably call him being immature, he calls it life. don't get me wrong though, you can have a decent conversation without him turning everything into something perverted. just watch what you say to him.
street smart- in the classroom, zane wasn't the brightest crayon in the box. he barely made his way out of high school. but, is it more important to be book smart or street smart? personally, zane thinks it is way better to be street smart. many may argue this with him. he will be able to handle himself on the street not too much in the classroom. but, school is over and done with, so its good right? zane knows that on the streets you can't show any sign of weakness. because, anyone or maybe even everyone can't wait to break you down. if anyone sees you as a threat they won't hesitate to break you down. he doesn't exactly have anything to back this up. but, of what he has seen and his experiences with life, he knows that you have to watch your back. letting people push you around will get you nowhere. unless, you work as somebody's assistant in some hot shot of a job.
rebel- every single person has some rebel in them, somewhere. somewhere, even if it is deep deep down but everyone has it, regardless if they deny it. but, the rebel in zane is more obvious than others. its not that he is trying to draw attention to himself. he has many reasons for hating the law, his history will tell the whole story. he doesn't give a flying fuck about authority. zane sees the cops, fbi, swat, whatever as anyone else. he treats them like everyday people, which occasionally gets him charged for assault and jailed. also, if he doesn't like the rules then he will most likely not fall for them. he believes that fighting will solve all his problems with people. he may or may not be right, its up to you to decide. but, in zane's eyes if you don't defend yourself people will step over you. he doesn't care about the consequences too much, as long as he solves the problem, then its good. cops, authority don't exactly phase him or scare him out of something.
loud- there is usually a small chance that he won’t be talking when you are around him. quiet is not in zane's dictionary, he is always talking. unless, he doesn't like anyone in the room, then anything that comes out might be negative. and, he might not be saying much but it is something. sometimes he doesn't exactly know when to shut up, but it wouldn't be good to tell him to stop. on the other hand he just talks way too much and, he doesn't like to be quiet. he might shout something random out in an awkward silence. something that may piss some people off, or have people laughing. he isn't much for the entertainment, he just plain out doesn't like silence. so, he might start a random conversation, that is completely irrelevant to anything at the moment. he may shout, yell, or do anything to end awkward silences. mainly because, he hates when people don't talk. he thinks there are a million things to be talked about.
independent- maybe it was that he was never that close with his siblings, or any parents that were ever home. and, if they were home, they sat on their lazy asses and debated on who would hurt him first. zane being the only child, never had anyone to talk to when he was at home. he pretty much kept to himself considering, there wasn't anyone to talk to. since, his parents were barely ever home, he spent most of his time learning to survive on his own. he would cook his own meals since, his parents were pretty much lazy or would forget about him, countless times. now, that he is twenty, he is still somewhat independent. he doesn't depend on anyone for anything, mainly because he has trust issues. he keeps to himself and never really asked anyone to do him a favor, or he never borrowed money. simply, because he knows he can survive on his own, he doesn't need anyone to tell him it. being independent didn't bring in a lot of friends when he was young. most people despised his independence.
trust issues- zane never really learned to trust anyone. considering, his parents were the people he thought he could trust, though they only turned on him. this is also the reasoning why he is an atheist. because, he also thought he could trust God but, he knew if there was a God, then this would have never happened to him. he doesn't really open up to anyone by telling his life story or anything about him. this kind of makes him mysterious, when people don't know about him. he isn't open about his sexuality, afraid that people will say something about it. he never really had trust for anyone, even his best friends. he doesn't want to get close to someone, to find out they stabbed him in the back. he doesn't like to have to depend on someone and, his independent stage started when he was in kindergarten. his trusting issues started way before his life changing events. he kept to himself and didn't trust strangers too much, he hardly even trusted his own parents. which was good somewhat, considering what they did to him.
nice- yes, indeed he can be nice though, everyone rarely sees it. typically because, nobody gives him the time of day. immediately after he says something mean, people wont talk to him, again. the thing with zane is, he doesn't need friends, sometimes he doesn't even want friends. though he is nice, like when you first me him, then he shows his true colours. then its on you to decide if you still want to be friends with the kid. sometimes and when i mean sometimes, i mean rarely does he actually like someone. enough for him to actually show the good sides about him. deep deep down he is a nice kid, under all those permanent bruises, not physical bruises but mental bruises. besides, we are talking about his personality here. he can be th nicest guy you know and, if he is nice, consider yourself lucky. he is nice to people he meets the first time, well to most people he meets the first time. sometimes, its really hard to figure out if he was joking or if he was serious. he is very sarcastic and thats what people get turned off by. but he's usually a very nice guy if you get to know him.
stubborn- since, he never actually got his way and, now that he is out of his parents home. he plans on making up for what he had missed out on. he was never able to make a point without getting slapped around or called a liar, or being told he was wrong by the teachers and his parents. since, he never actually had his way, he is determined to get anything and everything he ever wanted. he doesn't take advice from anyone, regardless how close you are to him. he doesn't think anyone regardless, of their skills is allowed to tell him anything. zane takes advice more so, on what people tell him he should do, more than just a suggestion. he can be a good listener, he only listens to things he wants to hear. if he doesn't want to hear it, then he is going to tune you out. he may look like he is paying attention but, clearly his attention is on something irrelevant to what you are talking about. its just plain and simple, don't give him advice. don't even think that it will actually get to his brain, he will most likely just tune you out. he doesn't like giving advice or receiving advice.
argumentative- most people think he should be a lawyer because, he argues so much. he will argue about the littlest thing, if he doesn't agree on it. this is another thing he was rarely allowed to do, considering his parents were 'always' right. and, he was just some kid that 'didn't know the difference between white and black'. he never got to argue his point and let people see why he believes this. his beliefs were pretty much pointless or nonsense, before he left their house. now that he is more free, he an say and believe anything he wants without someone telling him otherwise. don't get me wrong though, he won’t argue everything. just something he either strongly disagrees with. he doesn't argue things that he agrees on, or somewhat disagrees on. when he argues, he believes he has a point to get out. he doesn't argue for the fun of, considering he would be wasting his time arguing over nothing. he always has a point to be made, and sometimes these arguments may lead into a fight.
flirtatious- of course, he is a big flirt. That’s something that he can't hide. you can't really tell with him though. you can't tell if he is really into you and, he has a huge crush. or, he just finds you cute or whatnot. he doesn't blush, guys shouldn't blush. if he finds you attractive he will let you know. oh, and he does have values, just because he flirts with you doesn't mean he likes you. your appearance isn't the only thing he likes, he likes someone with enough personality. there are plenty of hot people, that are cone heads, airheads, or whatever you want to call them. zane knows what to say and when to say it. no, he never had practice nor did he buy a dvd of the television on instructions. he just knows how everyone's brain works, not really. he likes to think that though, he doesn't know every time on what and when to say. he is way off, more than he is right. though, he is homosexual, he flirts with girls too. have you ever heard the saying 'shameless' flirting. it means nothing, he doesn't want anything from you.
ambitious- for a boy with such a bad past, he actually wants to do something in life. when he decides to settle down and start a family, he doesn't want to turn out like his parents. though, he sort of holds a grudge he still wants to turn out to do a much better job, then his parents had. he doesn't have a lot of goals in his life but, he wants to fulfill them all. he doesn't want one of those hot shot jobs where he is dressing in a suit, going to work every day. besides, he most likely doesn't have enough experience to do anything like that. his education wont stop him from doing something he wants to do, or loves to do. though, he doesn't plan to go onto college he can still do something for a living. it doesn't have to be some hot shot job but, enough to care for a family. he wants to succeed in life, not to prove anything to his parents. but, show his parents what kind of parents they should have been to him.
unforgetful- if you ever did something bad to zane, he'll remember. he isn't very forgetful and things stick with him for long periods of times. zane remembers faces better then names. he has a huge memory and, if you were that kid that tried to drown him in the pool, when he was two. he would remember your face and, it would stick in there. until, he got revenge or whatever he wanted to do to you. when he was finished with you, not saying he would like kill you. but, once he got his revenge your face would erase from his memory. zane does indeed hold grudges against people, sure he should let them go. say, you baked him a cake for his birthday, he would remember your face but, that would be a good way. now, don't get me wrong, he doesn't remember every single persons face. just the ones that put a scar on his life, or the ones that intended to do damage to him.
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My past is nothing special,
[/size][/font][/center] Dear i'd love to know who your parents are? harmony madison tyson -- fourty four-- pediatrician owen christopher tyson -- fourty five-- lawyer
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger? phoenix isaac tyson -- six -- first grader
peyton august tyson -- fourteen -- ninth grader
Any wild animals running around your house?
rosie -- boa -- albino --
mojo -- german shepherd -- white
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
basically, owen and harmony were totally oblivious to the fact, that with sex came a toddler. since, they were both virgins at the time, they believed you couldn't make a child on the first try. apparently, it was supposed to hurt the first try and after numerous tries the baby would come. wrong. this shows neither of them paid attention in health class, or in their case sex-ed class. the teacher didn't hand out free cherry flavoured condoms for nothing. oh, yes everyone got one but, owen being the 'bad-ass' that he was, threw it out on the spot. and harmony being the dumbass that she was didn't think she would be sexually active. she was raised catholic and was planning on being pure until she got married. her plans went straight down the drain, when she met owen. owen was the farthest from being straight edge, he drank, smoked, he even drug dealed on a daily basis. his little drug dealing, had something about getting money. getting money for what, exactly? hm, maybe the money for that new sports car, that his parents won’t buy him.
harmony was the complete opposite, she actually went to school to get good grades. she was straight edge, she didn't smoke nor did she drink. she was raised heavily catholic and attended church each sunday. god was the only man in her life, besides her dad. she worked part-time at a ice cream parlor. will, her friends went and got drunk at some party, she was home curled up in front of the television, without hot chocolate. sure, her life wasn't any exciting, and when she actually had free-time, she was sitting on her bed, reading books or writing them herself. yes, she was beautiful girl and she caught the eye of many guys. but, she didn't show interest in any of them. owen believing that he would be the first guy to get a date with her, asked her to come to one of the parties, his older brother was hosting at the local club. at first, she was a little shaky and un-sure but, after a little bit of persuasion, she agreed.
little did she know, that one night could change her views in one split second. after turning down many alcoholic beverages she tried one after a little persuasion from owen. maybe, she trusted him just a little too much. or maybe, it was the way he sounded so confident about it. and, the way he told her that it was okay and nothing would happen to her. after seducing her into many drinks, he was even able to get her into one of the back rooms. they were both not drunk at the time, so blaming alcohol for their actions wouldn't be likely. harmony shared her first kiss with owen though, owen probably had already had his first kiss. sure, harmony hadn't planned losing her virginity in a closet at the club when she was only sixteen years of age. it happened and they both had to face the consequences. after that party, harmony was changed physically, mentally, and emotionally. she didn't have the same views as she did when she came in. her weekly church attendance, almost came to a stop. her reading books for fun went on a indefinite hiatus, and she got out more.
many pregnancy tests later, she discovered she was pregnant. she had no idea, how to tell her parents nor did she know how to tell owen. being pregnant at sixteen, definitely gave her a scare. she had no earthly idea how to handle this situation, this was way too adult experienced for her. after her belly got larger and, she couldn't hide it anymore. she decided to tell her parents before her parents found at first. if you came to them first, they would be a little more understanding of the situation. her father spazzed and, all he wanted to do was kill the father. her mother was a little more understanding, somewhat better than her husband. she was disappointed heavily with her daughter. and, since she was strongly against abortion, harmony had no choice but to have the baby. this scared her but, in one way or another it made her happy. much to harmony's surprise, owen decided that he would marry her if she wanted him to, and he would indeed be a part of the baby’s life. he if vowed that he would be the best father that the baby would ever have. zane would laugh back on that comment.
on august twenty eighth, zane alexander tyson was born. there is not specific reason, why his middle name was a noun. it was harmony's request and maybe she didn't exactly know the true meaning of alexander. either way, it wasn't like he could argue it. he was just a small little bundle then. he didn't even know his name was zane until, he turned one. oh, and it was apparent that harmony skipped over the part, that he would be indeed waking her up at three. for the first few weeks, they both ignored it. clearly, and already stating that they wouldn't be the best parents the child could have. every time he would cry, harmony's mother cathleen would respond to the cries. then after harmony's little sleep, she would yell at her for ignoring her child. owen's mother made sure that he got his ass over to that house, first thing in the morning. he wasn't even allowed breakfast until he checked on his baby and the baby's mother. that’s exactly what happens when you decide to have unprotected sex. maybe, they will learn from their mistake.
it wasn't easy teaching zane anything. he wasn't willing to learn how to sit on a mini toilet and relieve himself. he didn't get the concept, and harmony wasn't doing a good job with it. occasionally, she wouldn't let him get off the toilet until he did his duty. zane was a stubborn little boy, so he would sit there for hours. maybe, sit there until his mother fell asleep and he would run around the house, with his diaper around his ankles. don't worry folks, his diaper was clean. cathleen took the potty training into her own hands and also thought him so words. his first word happened to be grandma. not, mommy or daddy, not mama or papa, grandma. she was the only one that actually took this parenting job seriously. harmony and owen didn't do diddly for their own son. sure, they would change his diaper and bathe him and feed him. but, they wouldn't teach him anything new, since he was so damn stubborn.
on, zane's third birthday, everything seemed so swell. but, little did anyone know. that a well known friend happened to be looking for a certain boy. that boy, zane. sarah better known as harmony's bifflez, decided that she wanted a son. though, she didn't want to to go through the whole process. she told, harmony that she was just taking him inside to get a piece of cake. though, she snuck him through the house, avoiding other guests and threw him in the back seat of her car. she had the child safety things on, so he couldn't open the door. she had two plane tickets to england, where she would hold him captivate. it took about twenty minutes, for both harmony and owen to figure out, that there son wasn't coming back. at first they moroaned and put up flyers for his safe return. zane only being three thought, he was going to disney land or something. since, they lived in canada, and california wasn't too far. but, it turned out they landed in england. how did he know? maybe, those guards that wouldn't crack unless, you like seriously started pissing on them. he saw them on television so much and he had it explained in detail to him, by his grandmother.
the news of the three year old being kidnapped at his birthday party, went international. everyone in every country, speaking in every different language spread it. it wasn't long before his face, started to appear on milk cartons. this desperate plea to find him wasn't from his parents, but more so his grandmother. sure, harmony cried in front of cameras, wanting to know where her son was. and, owen on the side comforting her and giving her tissues. but, the big effort was from cathleen. she loved zane will all her heart, and he was like her world. he meant so much to her and, she treated him like one of her own. after two desperate years of this kidnapping case going down the drain, a women in england spotted him. she secretly called the cops and sarah better known as the kidnapper was arrested. zane was returned back to his parents right before the start of kindergarten. he had this huge welcome back party and, to everyone’s prayers, he wasn't harmed. though, sarah lost a lot of respect and kidnapping him wasn't the smartest thing she had ever done. zane was glad to be placed back with his family and loved all the care he got.
kindergarten wasn't zane's best subject. of course, all you really learn to do is share, read, and write. and how to draw and colour in your pictures. he didn't share to well, he would bite anyone's head off when they asked to borrow his toy. his teacher started to worry about him and, warned his parents that this wouldn't be a good start. sharing was essential to the child and he needed to learn how to share. he became very independent at this age, the reason why sharing wasn't something he liked. he never had a brother or sister to share with so, it wasn't something he had practiced too much. zane was put into time out for not sharing and threatening to throw blocks at their head. his teachers didn't describe this as attractive behaviour and sometimes, they would call in his parents for this. elementary school wasn't the highlight of anything special. nothing big came from this, it wasn't anything to die for. it was normal besides, the part that he didn't like to share anything. and, it if he wanted that pencil, he would get it in one way or another.
middle school was pretty much epic, the worse years of zane's life. harmony started to get impatient with him and so did owen. impatient because, he didn't give a shit what they told him to do. he would do anything he wanted to do, regardless what they said to him. they then both started to double on him, and they started to physically abuse him. their mistake, this only made him hate them more and made him stronger emotionally. sure, it hurt like a motherfucker and he would cry when it happened. after countless beatings he got in this huge fight at school. his mother only got more pissed and when he came home, she beat him with the nearest object. that object being a electrical cord for the vacuum. owen started growing marijuana in their empty bedroom on the top floor of their townhouse. they would smoke it and sometimes even force him to do it. that only backfired in their face in a later days.
high school marked a new leaf for mister zane alexander tyson. after being abused for most of his life, he decided that he wasn't going to let this happen. he was in his sophomore year of high school, when he discovered he wasn’t completely straight. in fact, he found out he was pansexual. he didn’t know who to tell at first, his parents or his friends. well since his parents were never the nicest people he told his best friend. his best friend accepted him for who he was. junior year wasn’t too special, same ol’, same ol’ nothing that should be really be shared. senior year was that less amazing, he graduated when many people didn’t think he was. but he proved them wrong and graduated anyway, he decided to join a band after high school instead of going to college at first. school wasn’t his best area, so he if he did go he’d most likely major in music, and become a music teacher at least. about a year after he graduated his mother gave birth to her third son. then the family consisted of three sons and a daughter, which they’d adopted when she was fourteen years old, zane took great care of her. they treated only zane they way they had and behind closed doors, they treated their other son and daughter like a king and a queen.
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Who are you exactly,
[/size][/font][/center] And so who are you really? rileySo your how old again? sixteen
You've been roleplaying for how long? three years
How many other characters do you have? just this one
What would you like your member title to be? member title desired
Oh! whats the secret password love? i don't believe there is one. maybe i missed it.
Hm... anything else I should know? naww.
He was kind of glad that they didn’t have a gig tonight; he just wasn’t in the mood to be on stage. It wasn’t that he didn’t like being on stage, trust me he does. But, now he was kind of tired and not in the mood to hear screaming fans. On top of that, he was beginning to get a headache. The only bad thing about getting a headache was that he never took anything for it. No matter how painful it got, he refused to take anything for it. He was sure that frustrated his mother to the point where she wanted to strangle him. That wasn’t particularly his fault; she was just stressed out half the time. He didn’t understand why it was always about money, she acted as if they were broke half the time. In fact, she didn’t work so he didn’t understand why she would be so worried. But maybe she was beginning to think that continuing school would have been a wonderful idea. Harper didn’t understand particularly why she even thought about not working when she only had one son. Harper was her only son, her only child, and she didn’t have to take care of anyone but him. Until of course she got remarried and the guy brought over his daughter. But nonetheless she only had to take care of two kids. Who were both capable of taking care of themselves, they weren’t toddlers or anything. He just thought that she was using Harper and Valentine as an excuse to not work. Apparently, his step father was stupid enough to believe it or fall for it. Harper wasn’t an idiot; he wasn’t dense about things that were almost obvious. It just so happened that it was just obvious to him what his mother was doing. She was following that tradition back before the wars and such, were the mother stayed home and took care of their children. While the man stayed out and worked to feed the family. Harper’s mother was old fashioned she did everything that people back in the day would do. She sometimes used to wash the clothing and hang it up to dry. Harper definitely didn’t understand that, he believed she hung out with her grandmother way too much.
Perhaps, she was used to the custom of doing things that way. His mother definitely didn’t act like she was in the twenty-first century. In fact she had embarrassed him multiple times, when she came to the school to pick him up. Her dress was embarrassing, she dressed old fashioned but now she didn’t. Her husband helped her get into the correct century by helping her update her wardrobe. He didn’t like when his mother was out with him, she embarrassed him a lot. He would say that she was his mother’s friend whenever she picked him up for school. He didn’t even know where she got all those clothes, they were probably something he grandmother gave her or something when she died. Since, she was so into old days and such. She wouldn’t buy clothes unless someone forced her to, she said she would just wear her grandmother’s clothes. His mother hadn’t had many friends when Harper was a boy. She never went to hang out with them, at least not to his knowledge. He was surprised anyone wanted to date her, marry her, even more unbelievable. But, his step father wasn’t shallow; in fact, he didn’t care too much about her appearance. Harper hated how they would get all mushy and stuff and he would just want to puke. Of course he didn’t because well it wasn’t that gross, at the time it was grosser than people having sex. Well, he never thought that was gross. His step father just ogled over her all the time, to be honest Harper didn’t think his mother was all that pretty. Maybe she was but in his eyes, she was gross. Maybe it was just that kids never thought their mother to be pretty or their father to be handsome. It wasn’t incest if you did but he found it to be quite strange, unless you were older or something. Harper was just a weird kid and the way he thought was entirely different from everyone else’s. It could be perfectly normal to think your parents were pretty or handsome, just not normal to him. His step father was a weird man and his mother was even weirder. That was probably the reason they got married in the first place, so much for, opposites attract.
Sometimes he wondered where people came up with those ideas, like opposite attract and such. He didn’t really see how that worked but it did, sometimes. You usually liked someone that had some of the same ideology, different in ways but not opposites. If you believed in certain things and you believed strongly about those things, you would probably get in a huge argument with someone that thought differently. Thus that would result into a break up or something of the sort. Harper couldn’t see himself getting married because most of the time, marriages didn’t work out. It always had something to do with money and he never understood it. Of course, his parents never really divorced because his father had died and his mother got remarried. And his step father and mother were happy together so he never experienced anything. During high school, all he heard about was their parents breaking up and divorcing. Or they were going to go see their father who lived in a total different state or city. And it always had something to do with money or the children, or whatever it was. Harper would probably have to grow older to understand it all, because he definitely didn’t understand it now. It wasn’t that he was stupid, marriage and divorce happened to be a subject he didn’t need to know at the moment. Those two subjects were both far beyond him for at least for a while, when he stopped touring and actually went to college. Depending on how long he could keep up with all the touring, he knew something would bound to go wrong. Maybe, they would find a new guitarist that they believed to be better than Harper. Or he could die or something, he didn’t like to fill his brain with those thoughts, they weren’t positive thoughts, he wasn’t a pessimistic. He wasn’t an optimistic either but he occasionally liked to think things would work out. Sometimes he wouldn’t think that way but he didn’t consider himself either of those two adjectives. He was more of a moderate; he saw two sides of a situation. He didn’t think the worse in anything and he didn’t think the best in anything either. Especially if it involved him, he always thought that nothing could happen to him.
He knew he was no Superman or any of the related super heroes; in fact he didn’t want to be like a bunch of guys in tights. But that was beside the point; the point was he didn’t think he was invincible. He didn’t think he was invincible but he didn’t think much could happen to him. Even after being shot he didn’t think it could get worse. He just didn’t think about things, he didn’t worry about things. Maybe he needed to start worrying about things; he needed to at least have the idea of possibility in his mind. He didn’t worry much, he didn’t think much, he didn’t even think about the possibility. He walked the unknown streets like nothing would ever happen to him. There could be that day where he was in the wrong place at the wrong time, just like his father had been. He knew to be more aware of his surroundings now that he was able to have the chance to think about it. Life without him wouldn’t be too bad but he didn’t want to die. Okay so maybe if he died it would suck a whole lot for people who cared about him. Like Izzy, she wouldn’t be too thrilled if he died but he was sure nobody would be thrilled. But, it may or may not affect people he knew for longer, like Izzy for instance. He knew that she wouldn’t take something like that so easily; he didn’t want to find out, of course. Well in the sense, he didn’t want it to be a possibility, because he wouldn’t know how she felt if he died or something. He would be dead and whatever happened after you died, it certainly didn’t involve your life before you died. Or at least so he thought, he didn’t believe in that superficial stuff about ghosts and zombies and all. He just couldn’t bring himself to believe in things like that, it just didn’t seem like one of the things that he could really back up. Harper usually could back up, anything he believed in or didn’t believe in, in some cases. Like God, he didn’t believe in him, he had a perfectly good back up for his reasoning in not believing in him.
Harper bit down on his bottom lip as he stared at the wall before him. He couldn’t think at the moment, a supposable song wasn’t coming to him. He tilted his head to the side when Izzy spoke about how it could be worse. ”Yes, Izzy, I know, I got that lecture throughout my childhood,” he said with a smirk. His mother was always explaining how he was lucky to have what he had, since many children and people didn’t have the same things he had. Whenever he asked for more money his mother would send him down that road about the less fortunate. He hated when she did that, but it was over and done with. He made his own money now and he had no reason to ask her for anything, since he had it. That’s when parents always missed their children. When they grew up and they didn’t need their parents anymore. Harper pushed himself hard against the back of the couch when she said being a loser was contagious. He grabbed his blanket and covered his mouth as if it was like airborne or something but he knew it wasn’t. He slid down to the other side of the couch and pushed himself hard against the end of the couch. So that he could be as far away from Izzy as possible. “In that case, we should stop hanging out,” he looked down at the ground then back at Izzy. He let out a small sigh and ran his hand through his hair. Of course he was only kidding but he was good at playing it like he was serious. Harper looked at Izzy and then back to the wall, he had to play this long enough to get a reaction from Izzy. Harper pulled that for another two minutes, which meant another minute or two of silence. Then he slowly made his way back to where he had been sitting before, of course this made it awkward but he didn’t care. He burst out laughing to what seemed out of nowhere, “you know i was kidding, right?” He searched her face and then smirked. Harper put his guitar back in his lap and stared at Izzy. ”Good idea, good idea. The Almost,” he started to tune his guitar.
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