Post by XAVIER JOHN BRYANT on Aug 2, 2010 15:07:37 GMT -7
| [th][bg=e4e4e4] XAVIER JOHN BRYANT  Xman, X, Xavi, Hellik ▲ Twenty ▲ Station Standing |
[/font][/size][/td][/tr]"Don't Wanna Be an American Idiot . . .
Don't Want a Nation Under the New Media . . .
And can you hear the sound of hysteria? ? ?"
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Funny ▲ Attractive ▲ Smart ▲ Selfish ▲ Mr. Big Shot
[/font][/color][/center]"hello there! i'm daniel fitzpatrick, i guess you could say i was the one who dreamt up never say never tour in my sleep. i suppose you could call this a "screen through", to see who i'm dealing with for the next while. i hope you don't mind me asking you a few questions. if you do mind... well i'm very sorry but it's mandatory."[/color]
"first off, what's your name?"[/color]
My name is Xavier John Bryant.. And don't forget it, and don't wear it out! Here's a funny story about my name, my Mom was into the holy bible stuff and she wanted my father to name the child after someone in the bible. My dad thought Xavier was a sickly awesome name and could care less if it was in the bible or in the other bibles, you know, with him being atheist and loving heavy metal, he didn't know. My mom named me John after that dude in the bible, don't ask me who it is because I could careless. She just wanted me not to grow up and worship the devil, thinking having names out of the bible would help me be a true christain... Do you think that actually work?[/font][/blockquote]
"okay great! how old are you and when's your birthday?"[/color]
May nineteenth, nineteen-ninety. If you do the math on your little clipboard, it would make me twenty even years young.[/font][/blockquote]
"er.. just checking, are you male or female? no offense, i just think it's safe to say you don't always know these days!"[/color]
Dude, look at me.. I'm a smoking hot God in a male body! Hell yeah, I'm a male.[/font][/blockquote]
"why are you here? more so, are you a band member, media personnel, merch, roadie or vendor?"[/color]
I'm signing to be with Station Standing as a vocalist. I'm proud, gonna put my good voice to good use.[/font][/blockquote]
"what's your sexual orientation, no need to feel shy!"[/color]
Heterosexual. Sure, I pranked this one gay fag at my high school that I loved him, but that's a whole different story. Plus, I always got away with that stuff.[/font][/blockquote]
"where did you grow up?"[/color]
Grew up on the rich side of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. It was great there. Kicked little punks butt all around the playgrouds but that was just me. If you go there, ask them about Xavier Bryant, they're gonna respond with 'Ohh, you mean the girlfriend stealing, butt kicking Xavier.' Life was great there. I have a summer home down there, but I live my life in Boise, Idaho.[/font][/blockquote]
"tell me a bit about your family."[/color]
Let's see. My mom, Crystal Jaden, was okay... Too god obsessed. My dad, Kenneth Bryant, was my best friend. After my mom filed a divorce with my dad, the court gave me a choice of who to live with-- and obviously I chosen my dad. I have a stepmom name Kilee, who is the best chef and baker. My step dad, Paul, is a pastor of a chruch, go figure, right. I have a half sister, on my father side, name Haylee Marie who is two years younger than me. Than I have another sister on my mother side, Mary, who is a total brat who's five years younger than me. My brother, full blooded brother, Nevin, is twenty four, and we get along quite well. He's like the best brother ever. My family life is kind of beast and perfect.[/font][/blockquote]
"how would you describe your childhood?"[/color]
My childhood was the best, especially when my parents split when I was 7. I was the king of the suburbs in Pittsburgh, stole many people's girlfriends, took my team to the Football state championship every year. I was very athletic and still am. Okay, I might have to admit, i might've had some down falls like getting my girlfriend pregnant and dropping out of college to prosue my love for music, but it's normal, no one can yell at me for being normal, or actually better than normal.[/font][/blockquote]
"are there any huge events in the past few years that you would say define you today?"[/color]
There's a couple. One is when I was Seventeen years young and my than girlfriend gave birth to my first little daughter, Kyile Andres Bryant. She's a beauty, just like her father, haha. Than winning the state championship[/font][/blockquote]
"imagine you win the lottery, what's the first thing you do with the money?"[/color]
Spend it on sluts, nahh. Buy myself a californian home with a place to race my motorcross bike. Yes, I'm that cool. . . Wait, how much money are we talking about.[/font][/blockquote]
"what's your general synopsis on love. while we're at it, how's your love life?"[/color]
Love is a total battlefield, sometimes you have to show others that you're not going to let them steal your girl, even i believe in that stuff and I stole people's girlfriends. My current love life is unknown because I'm not dating anyone, just sleeping around with girls that I meet at bars and parties.[/font][/blockquote]
"are you comfortable with your body?"[/color]
hell yeah, the reason why i take no shit. I'm proud of my body and no one can fucking mess with it![/font][/blockquote]
"what's your favorite memory?"[/color]
My baby girl being born, dude, who can NOT remember that and love it.[/font][/blockquote]
"what's your least favorite memory?"[/color]
When I was at a snowboardning competition and broke my neck while practing because I slid into a tree.[/font][/blockquote]
"do you have any regrets?"[/color]
Not finishing college, we all sometimes don't make it big time like Michael Jackson. So when my musical life is all over, I'm going to go back to college, i won't be too old... Ha, I'll never be too old.[/font][/blockquote]
"thank you very much for your time, you've been very helpful. i officially welcome you to never say never tour!"[/color]
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things you enjoy,[/color]
drinking, sex, strip clubs, girls, girls, oh and more girls, partying, spending time with my little princess, listening to music, playing xbox 360, football, lap dances, practicing guitar, alcohol, snowboarding, singing, stealing your girlfriend (that's right, be afraid), writing, flirting, going to bars, coloring in coloring books, art, concerts, dancing, being free, cocaine, nightlife, groupies, my father, my big bro, Nevin, my lil sis's, the media, the fans, stage diving
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things you can't stand,[/color]
the morning life, Kylie Andres's Mother, smoke free zones, sober girls, my mother,party crashers, wannabes, the bible, church, people lecturing about the use of drugs / alcohol[/font]
your hobbies,[/color]
football,singing, writing lyrics, snowboarding / surfing ,playing xbox 360, playing with Kyile Anderes[/font]
your fears,[/color]
losing my daughter, dying, guns, peircings, heigts, the wild
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your aspirations,[/color]
popularity, wealth, creativity[/font]
your quirks,[/color]
anger problem, depression, I cry when overloading with happiness, yes i do cry, believe it or not[/font]
your strengths,[/color]
carefree attitude, the fans, popularity, , smartass attitude, being naive[/font]
your weaknesses,[/color]
being pushed around, having everything taken away, being turned down, going to jail, being in a closed area[/font]
your secrets,[/color]
have an eating disorder, cuts his wrist, hears voices, anger problems[/font]
anything else,[/color]
can be a nice guy once you get to know him. If not, just think of him as being the high school jock going to push you around and stealing your girlfriend. Besides, he won't let you or any one, including authority push him around.[/font]
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hey my name is Jennifer! i am 17 years old and have been roleplaying for 1 year. i found this site from advert. i'm in the eastern timzone, so remember that for when you want to plot with me! my other characters are other characters, so check them out too. i definitely looked in the rules and found this little message: admin edit.
Kendall Haven was laying on the grass. Counting each stars. To enter her own little world, she had her Ipod touch plugged up and her earbuds in her ear. The heavy melody of "I Won't See You Tonight, Part 1" played in her ear and she closed her eyes. As she drifted away, she saw a clear vision of herself stumbling down Eastern Road. Then suddenly, she saw from her 19 year old eyes. From the sides, she felt herself being grabbed on and men whispering to be a nice little girl and play along. She did, she screamed but shushed herself a couple of seconds after they've covered her mouth. Kendall couldn't get over how something like this could happen to a somewhat innocent girl like herself. The 3 guys laughed at her and--- Kendall jumped up and panted.
Not too long ago, maybe a year or so ago, she had faced that experience and it still haunted her. It hurt to live it down, but she managed to make it each day alive. As she hugged her knees, with her Ipod touch still playing the a different song.. Apparently, she've been napping longer than she've thought. Kendall wiped her tears strolling down her face with the end of her red scarf drapped around her neck. She rested her head on her knees and smiled at the sight of a small deer running across the grass in front of her. It was soo amazing-- so peaceful. At a moment like that, Kendell wished she was like that. But she was Kendall Tara Haven. The Weightless Dream Queen. The girl with a vision to be the toughest guitar player. There was nothing anyone could do to take it away. Not even the 3 men on that night-- not even her mother who wanted her to be normal, and to have a real job that could actually put food on her table. Why was her mom talking? Her mom didn't have much of a job either. Dressing up in a tux or a fancy dress suit didn't mean you had the best of best job. Actually, being locked up in a attorney office wasn't much of a job itself. Being a rockerstar could actually let her see places other being trapped in a tight office. But at least Kendall could get far-- who knows, she might be the next top guitarist coming out of the United Kingdom.
She closed her eyes and laughed. This whole life was a dream. A dream she couldn't wake up from. Her life might not have been the best, but it was the best to the poeple coming up from being first class. Kendall wasn't the girl to complain. Being the girl to complain was what led her to cut her wrist in the first place. That wasn't much of a scecret because half the time, she did it in public, or in the backstage sink. Kendall looked up in the sky and counted all the stars she could see, since there wasn't much in the sky tonight. In her eyes, she could see her best friend sister, Jessica, spirit breathing on her. Sad that she didn't make it far. It was depressing how she died of cancer when she was 28. Kendall pulled out one of the earbuds and grabbed her lyric notebook and a pen. She scribbled down the titled, "Heaven, Can You Hear Me Now?" One way to get out of her angry stage was to write down lyrics.
But the moonlight was pretty, but the darkness was frightning. She looked around and sighed, continuing to write the song. The summer breeze was amazing, and at last, Kendall felt peace with herself.
Not too long ago, maybe a year or so ago, she had faced that experience and it still haunted her. It hurt to live it down, but she managed to make it each day alive. As she hugged her knees, with her Ipod touch still playing the a different song.. Apparently, she've been napping longer than she've thought. Kendall wiped her tears strolling down her face with the end of her red scarf drapped around her neck. She rested her head on her knees and smiled at the sight of a small deer running across the grass in front of her. It was soo amazing-- so peaceful. At a moment like that, Kendell wished she was like that. But she was Kendall Tara Haven. The Weightless Dream Queen. The girl with a vision to be the toughest guitar player. There was nothing anyone could do to take it away. Not even the 3 men on that night-- not even her mother who wanted her to be normal, and to have a real job that could actually put food on her table. Why was her mom talking? Her mom didn't have much of a job either. Dressing up in a tux or a fancy dress suit didn't mean you had the best of best job. Actually, being locked up in a attorney office wasn't much of a job itself. Being a rockerstar could actually let her see places other being trapped in a tight office. But at least Kendall could get far-- who knows, she might be the next top guitarist coming out of the United Kingdom.
She closed her eyes and laughed. This whole life was a dream. A dream she couldn't wake up from. Her life might not have been the best, but it was the best to the poeple coming up from being first class. Kendall wasn't the girl to complain. Being the girl to complain was what led her to cut her wrist in the first place. That wasn't much of a scecret because half the time, she did it in public, or in the backstage sink. Kendall looked up in the sky and counted all the stars she could see, since there wasn't much in the sky tonight. In her eyes, she could see her best friend sister, Jessica, spirit breathing on her. Sad that she didn't make it far. It was depressing how she died of cancer when she was 28. Kendall pulled out one of the earbuds and grabbed her lyric notebook and a pen. She scribbled down the titled, "Heaven, Can You Hear Me Now?" One way to get out of her angry stage was to write down lyrics.
But the moonlight was pretty, but the darkness was frightning. She looked around and sighed, continuing to write the song. The summer breeze was amazing, and at last, Kendall felt peace with herself.
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THIS APPLICATION WAS MADE BY NIKKI ESPECIALLY FOR NSN! TOUR, STEAL AND DIE.
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