Post by *MADDOX OLIVER ANDERSON! on Dec 21, 2009 13:24:33 GMT -5
And yes my name is,
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I've said it before, and I'll say it again
If you think you're alive then you're better off dead [/size][/color][/center]
It will all fall into place,
And I just have to know, who are you? Maddox Oliver Anderson
So how many years have you walked this earth? twenty one
Whats the exact date you began to breath? october thirtieth
Curiosity isn't a burden, whats your sexuality? straight
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? Saints And Sinners - Screamer
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere? Oliver Sykes
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This is who I am,
What do you like, love, or desire exactly?
And you seem to hate alot, what do you dispise?
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us.
And I know that you can be that positive, so your weak?
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
immature; you got it, he's immature, laughing at anything and everything he finds hilarious, whether it be people or sexual innuendos or whatever tickles his fancy. it's one of his less endearing feature, but his "immature" jokes never cease to get a laugh from his peers.
perverted; ohh yeah, and we can't forget, he's a pervert. whether he is joking or serious, it doesn't matter. any time the opportunity presents itself for him to make an inappropriate comment or a perverted joke, he snatches it up like children do candy that falls from a pinata.
bold; the boy isn't afraid to call it as he sees it; if you're being an asshole and it's pissing him off, he's going to call you on it. he doesn't care. at the same time, he'll hit on the hottest girl in the bar and ask her for her phone number, in front of her boyfriend, and not give two shits. the funny thing about that is, he'll more than likely leave, with number in hand.
dedicated; saints and sinners is his life, and he's dedicated to seeing it go far. despite all the partying he does and despite his attitude, he's very dedicated to the band and the members in it, willing to bend backwards and push to get the band where it needs to be.
loyal; his band mates are his best friends, and they are his family as well. without them, he'd probably be uber lost, and so in turn, he's extremely loyal to them. but not just them, his other friends as well. because of the loyalty, he will go out of his way to do things for them. but be warned, if you fuck with them, you fuck with him.
thoughtless; outside of his band mates and select close friends, he doesn't care. he's just, thoughtless and uncaring about most other people. he has a tendency to be a little selfish and inconsiderate about many things, and he tends to take things for granted as well.
temperamental; Maddox can be somewhat unpredictable, getting mad over some of the smallest and stupidest things, throwing a fit that could put a two year old to shame. His temper is nasty, and he won't hesitate to belittle anyone (excluding band mates and best friend) that pisses him off. For his mates and such, he'll just stalk off angrily, leaving a string of swear words behind him, coming back once he's calmed down. one could say, he's a bit bratty.
smooth talker; mahh boy knows how to sweep those ladies right off of their feet. he knows all the twists and turns, what words to say and when to say them, until those lovely pants or skirts come off and he's getting just what he was after in the first place. he's a smooth talker, that's for sure.
rebellious; he'll do what he wants, when he wants, and if you try to tell him any different... well, he'll give you the finger and do it anyways. it's that rebel streak in him that he's always had. he's never done anything he was told to, which is why he's such a bratty pain in the ass to this day.
party animal; let's get this straight; Maddox is a bonafide party animal. he drinks like no other, and party until the sun comes up. "party til you pass out, drink til your dead" is something he lives by, and he does it very, very well. it's very rare that someone can out drink him or that someone can party longer than he does.
nice; ohh, a good trait?! there IS a nice side to this bratty, inconsiderate, rude, immature boy, and it's that he CAN be nice. it's very rare, but there are days (once in a blue moon) where he'll be nice to just about everyone. who knows why they happen, and nobody ever knows when it's going to occur, but they do happen, though they are very, very rare days.[/ul]
My past is nothing special,
Dear i'd love to know who your parents are?
samantha rhodes -- fifty three -- real estate agent
seth anderson -- fifty-- retired marine officer
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger?
hadie -- n/a -- n/a -- deceased
Any wild animals running around your house?
none
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
Maddox Oliver Anderson was brought into the world on October Thirtieth to parents who, ultimately, could have cared less. Granted, they went through all of the motions, but the emotion that most parents feel when their first child is born were missing, and as he was growing up, Maddox didn't fail to notice that his parents were always too busy to care about his well being or things that happened to him. They were too busy worrying about their careers to worry too much about the needs of their own son. So, for basically the first seven years of his life, it was up to his nanny and himself to take care of him. Then, he learned that his mother was pregnant again. As if that wasn't bad enough, she seemed to be fairly thrilled about the fact that she was pregnant, which upset little Maddox extremely, which caused him to start acting out rebelliously. Any time his parents told him to do anything, he would either tell them no, and walk away, or he would just ignore them and keep on doing whatever it was he was doing at the time. And when his sister, Hadie, was born, the jealousy set in. It was obvious that the love he had never received was being given to Hadie, and he was resentful about it.
A couple of weeks later, grief turned his parents worlds upside down as they discovered their daughter wasn't breathing one morning in her crib. After the paramedics arrived, they determined that SIDS had been the cause of Hadie's early death. As his parents grieved, their ignorance when it came to their son only grew which in turn caused him to act out even more than normal. After a while, the death of Hadie no longer hurt, and things went back to just as they had been before, much to Maddox's dismay. As the years passed and he passed into junior high, nothing changed, and his behaviour only continued to get worse. He was beginning to cut class and antagonize other students, back talk his teachers, and overall raise absolute hell. A fight halfway through his tenth grade year in high school caused him to get suspended. Shocked at their sons behaviour, and having no clue where these actions were coming from due to their neglect, they simply enrolled him into another school, with the threat that if it happened again, he would be homeschooled.
As he entered his junior year in high school, he decided it was best to lay as low as he could and try to get a reign on his temper and attitude, and he worked fairly hard at it. It worked, and he also ended up making friends pretty quickly, ones that showed the same interest in music and things as he did, and soon, the little group had formed a band, and that was the start to Maddox's music career. From there, he knew that it was what he wanted to pursue more than anything, and he did. Throughout the remainder of his high school career, he continued to pursue and play. Despite all of his actions, the high school band broke up, but he wasn't discouraged in the least, and with head strong determination he rounded up another band. At first it started out at something fun, just something to kill some time while he worked, but eventually it turned into something much more, and Saints and Sinners was formed. It's been a few years, and they're still going strong, having relocated from Australia to New York because of their label.
Who are you exactly,
[/center]And so who are you really? laura
So your how old again? twenty one
You've been roleplaying for how long? about 9 years
How many other characters do you have? none yet
What would you like your member title to be? member title desired
Oh! whats the secret password love? read the rules
Hm... anything else I should know? i have 19 tattoos XD
Leaning against the counter in the kitchen, she turned her gaze onto Scott and arched a single eyebrow before speaking, I'm not sure what I'm asking, other than how've you been, and how's the music taking off? She was interested. His music was a big thing to him, just as hers was to her, although her career had slowed down a bit since Zoe came along, but that was nothing to complain about. In fact, Lilly probably wouldn't have it any other way. Stretching a bit, she popped her fingers absent mindedly before turning her attention back down the hallway, where she thought she heard her daughter say something. Pausing for a moment, listening closely, she shook her head and looked back to Scott, Sorry, sometimes she'll wake up only after like, fifteen minutes of having been sleeping back there. Normally if that happens I have to read to her. She loved her daughter more than anything in the world, and wouldn't hesistate to give anything for the little girl that was sleeping in the back room; Zoe was Lilly's entire life, her whole heart, and she didn't know what she would do if anything ever happened to the little girl. For a second, her thoughts wandered to Eli, but she quickly put them aside. Now was not the time to be thinking about her ex, not when her best friend was standing in her kitchen and there was no denying that she was definitely attracted to him. Though, despite that fact, she wasn't sure anything was ever going to happen between the two; she wasn't even sure that she wanted it to. She wasn't really all that ready for a new relationship, not right now, since Elijah had come back into her life yet again. She wasn't complaining about that though; it was very true, the boy still had a chokehold on her heart, though she knew deep down that at the end of everything, they would probably never be like they used to be.
Pushing herself away from the counter, she walked past Scott and into the living room, glancing over her shoulder slightly as she spoke to him, We should watch a movie, to kill time and relax and shit. You said you've been pretty busy lately, so I'm sure this is a welcome break from the hectic life of a musician. She said, with a knowing smile on her face. She knew all too well how demanding the famous life could be, and to be honest, she was surprised that the paparazzi hadn't swarmed the two when they had met up for ice cream earlier. That wasn't to say that they hadn't been around, silently snapping pictures of her and Zoe and Scott to present to their boss. There would most likely be an article in a few days about them, with the question of Scott now being Lilly's new "boy toy" and something about Zoe as well. That's what made her extremely angry; not the fact that the paparazzi said many things about her, but that any time she was with her daughter, she was always included in whatever article was written. It was enfuriating, and Lilly was getting downright sick of it. Her daughter was two, was it necessary to talk about her as well? Grabbing The Hangover off of the shelf of movies, she clicked on the DVD player and slid the movie in quickly before taking her seat on the couch and grabbing a blanket, curling up beneath it. It didn't matter how hot it was outside; inside the house, she was always cold, despite the fact that the heat was up. It was due to an iron deficiency, according to her family's doctor.
Stretching a bit again, she grabbed the DVD remote and hit play once the menu came up. She loved this movie; it was one of the funniest she had seen in a long, long time. It made her want to go to Vegas and just party it up, much as they had done, but she knew better than to do anything of the sort. Not only did she have responsibilities here in Charlotte's Way, she also couldn't risk being seen in Vegas, partying like a heathen, and possibly ruining her reputation world wide. Pulling the blanket around her and tucking her legs beneath her, she looked over at Scott, I'm supposed to be recorind the Walking On Air video soon. I can't wait, I'm pretty stoked. The idea for it is really weird though. You should stop by when we start shooting to check it out. It was going to be an interesting shoot, that was for sure, and she was definitely excited to see how it was going to happen. She knew he would show up, especially because she had asked him to; though, he would probably find the video oh so strange. He already picked on her occasionally about her sense of fashion, though it was nothing too serious. It didn't matter what he said to her about it though, she liked her style. It was original, unique, something that couldn't be matched, and that was why she did it. She didn't like the thought of being just like everyone else. Yawning slightly, she pulled the blanket around her again before settling back into the couch cushions and giggling a bit at the movie.
Pushing herself away from the counter, she walked past Scott and into the living room, glancing over her shoulder slightly as she spoke to him, We should watch a movie, to kill time and relax and shit. You said you've been pretty busy lately, so I'm sure this is a welcome break from the hectic life of a musician. She said, with a knowing smile on her face. She knew all too well how demanding the famous life could be, and to be honest, she was surprised that the paparazzi hadn't swarmed the two when they had met up for ice cream earlier. That wasn't to say that they hadn't been around, silently snapping pictures of her and Zoe and Scott to present to their boss. There would most likely be an article in a few days about them, with the question of Scott now being Lilly's new "boy toy" and something about Zoe as well. That's what made her extremely angry; not the fact that the paparazzi said many things about her, but that any time she was with her daughter, she was always included in whatever article was written. It was enfuriating, and Lilly was getting downright sick of it. Her daughter was two, was it necessary to talk about her as well? Grabbing The Hangover off of the shelf of movies, she clicked on the DVD player and slid the movie in quickly before taking her seat on the couch and grabbing a blanket, curling up beneath it. It didn't matter how hot it was outside; inside the house, she was always cold, despite the fact that the heat was up. It was due to an iron deficiency, according to her family's doctor.
Stretching a bit again, she grabbed the DVD remote and hit play once the menu came up. She loved this movie; it was one of the funniest she had seen in a long, long time. It made her want to go to Vegas and just party it up, much as they had done, but she knew better than to do anything of the sort. Not only did she have responsibilities here in Charlotte's Way, she also couldn't risk being seen in Vegas, partying like a heathen, and possibly ruining her reputation world wide. Pulling the blanket around her and tucking her legs beneath her, she looked over at Scott, I'm supposed to be recorind the Walking On Air video soon. I can't wait, I'm pretty stoked. The idea for it is really weird though. You should stop by when we start shooting to check it out. It was going to be an interesting shoot, that was for sure, and she was definitely excited to see how it was going to happen. She knew he would show up, especially because she had asked him to; though, he would probably find the video oh so strange. He already picked on her occasionally about her sense of fashion, though it was nothing too serious. It didn't matter what he said to her about it though, she liked her style. It was original, unique, something that couldn't be matched, and that was why she did it. She didn't like the thought of being just like everyone else. Yawning slightly, she pulled the blanket around her again before settling back into the couch cushions and giggling a bit at the movie.
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