Post by caitlyn on Jul 24, 2011 19:47:48 GMT -5
( RILEY JAMES ANDERSON )
( twenty three , lead guitarist in heartbreak ave , kellin quinn , bisexual )
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" i'm riley mother fucking anderson. ( laughs ) yes, i do have a twin brother. his name is ryan. and we couldn’t be more different. i guess we kind of fit that twin stereotype. anyway. i play guitar for heartbreak ave. i can also sing, and play a few other instruments, but i only play guitar in the band. i picked guitar up when i was about seven from my dad. my dad is a pretty fucking awesome guy. my mum died just after my eighth birthday because of cancer. she'd been battling it for about two or so years. she was a pretty awesome person too. you know, i love my parents. i'm not one of those kids that's all 'i'm too cool to love my parents.' i really appreciate them. i mean, without them, i wouldn't be here, right? right. anyway. i was born on the seventh of march. i was a planned baby, my parents had apparently been trying for a while, but either it never happened, or in two cases, my mom had a miscarriage. i'm the oldest of three children. i have my twin brother, ryan, who i’m older than by a few minutes and then i have my little sister, the baby of the family, sienna. she'd probably kill me if she heard me calling her the baby, she hates that kind of thing. but anyway. i love her to bits and pieces. and if anyone even looks at her the wrong way, i'll gladly fuck your face up. i have a bad temper, that i struggle to keep in check. anyway. moving on! i was born in a hospital, in chichester, england, which isn't too far away from where i grew up, a little place called bracklesham bay. i hated that place, which is strange for me, usually i love everything and everyone. but, bracklesham bay was full of old, grumpy people. so, i couldn't be more excited when we moved to london, my mum's job required her to move around a bit. we stayed there for a little while, until my mum died, and then not too long after that, we decided to come over to the states and start a new life. i wasn't too happy, i was a fairly popular kid at school, even if i wasn't smart at all. i guess you could kind of call me a ditz at times. i'm streetwise, though. for a few years after my mum’s death, i taught myself guitar because my dad didn't have enough money to put me through lessons, and my brother would sing. he was quite good, actually. my little sister though, she had little to no musical talent. she was very good at drawing and that kind of thing though. things were okay until i turned sixteen, and me and my brother started to hang out with the wrong crowd. they got us into drugs, and partying, and drinking, and that kind of thing. i'd often come home completely drunk, and as high as a cloud, and my sister would often confront me about it, begging me to stop. i couldn't though. i guess you could call me weak. but whatever. i started to date this girl, vivian, in junior year. and we had sex on more than one occasion. but anyway. things were great for a year or so. i'd go as far to say that i loved her, but people would often just tell me that i was only a kid and i was too young to understand what love really was. but on her eighteenth birthday, we had a bit too much to drink, and we had sex. and she wasn't feeling well a few weeks after, and she thought she was just being paranoid, but i convinced her to go get checked out anyway. it turns out she was pregnant. she didn't tell me for quite a while actually, i think she was scared that i'd flip out on her and call her a bunch of names and everything. but i didn't. instead, i tried to help her as much as i could, i got a job, and she came to live at my house, because her parents kicked her out, and it was the least i could do, it was pretty much my fault, anyway. we managed until my dad found out why she was living with us, and he flipped his shit and kicked us both out. we lived out of motels for a little bit, until i mustered up enough courage to ask my grandparents for help. they weren't so happy with the idea at first, but what could they do? leave their grandson and his pregnant girlfriend out on the streets? so, they let us stay. i got a job, actually, i got two to help pay rent and hospital costs. we found out we were having twins, which vivian wasn’t so impressed about but whatever. i’ve always been a person to look on the bright side of things i guess. about seven months into the pregnancy, i was taking vivian out to go shopping for the babies, but, we never made it to our destination. a truck ran a red light, and smashed into our car. i wasn’t in good shape, but i obviously survived. however, vivian and our unborn children didn’t. i never stopped blaming myself for it. even if it wasn’t really my fault. i sometimes wonder if things would’ve been different if we were a few seconds later. if maybe vivian would still be here, and we’d be a happy little family. it hit me hard. she'd become my world. my everything. for a while, i wouldn’t talk to anyone. people would try and talk to me, try and understand, but i’d just push them away. i turned to music and partying as a way of coping. i found the alcohol and drugs helped me forget, even if it was only for a few hours. for a few hours, i was free. and now it’s a habit i just can’t kick. or, i could, i guess, if i really, really tried. ( clears his throat ) uh, anyway. more than once i contemplated "accidentally" overdosing on something, in fact, i still sometimes do. ( pauses ) i met the guys of heartbreak ave a while after the crash. and we’ve been great friends ever since. they’re really awesome people. and it’s a really awesome band. they're basically like a second family to me.
"personality wise, i'm a pretty fun person. i love to have a laugh, and just enjoy life. sure, my way of having fun does often include drugs and alcohol, but it's a habit that i just can't kick. in my grandparents words, i'm not really fit to be a father, so i guess in a way, it’s kind of a good thing that the crash happened. ( pauses for a while ) can we forget i said that? ( pauses again ) uh, i'm insanely protective, especially my little sister sienna. she means the world to me, and i won't let anyone to hurt her in any way, shape, or form and get away with it. uh, what else....oh, i love video games. and i'm told that i act like a little kid at times, which is kind of true. i'm also probably one of the nicest people you'll meet. or i like to think i am. i go out of my way to meet new people and make friends, and make people feel included and loved and that kind of thing. i'm also pretty loud and just all around crazy, especially when i'm drunk. when i'm high though, people often do a double take and wonder what the hell i've done with the real riley. ( laughs ) i'm rather relaxed and calm when i'm high, it's really strange. hm, what other useless things can i tell you about myself? i can sing pretty high. and i'm bisexual. my dad wasn't too impressed when i came out of the closet, but whatever. it's not like i chose to be bisexual, did i? well i kind of did, but that's beside the point. i should just shut up now, i'm probably boring you to tears. i know i'm boring myself.
any last words?
"remember to look both ways before you cross the street, don't do drugs, don't run in heels, that kind of thing. okay? okay. oh, and wear condoms. be safe kids. ( tries to keep a straight face, but ends up bursting out laughing when he realises how ridiculous he must look )"[/ul]
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EXPERIENCE uh. a lot. probably three years or more?
CONTACT pm me for everything.
OTHER CHARACTERS none, yet ;]
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE just your average post. if you already ahve a character accepted, you can skip this c:
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