Post by ASHTON GALLAWAY on May 13, 2012 0:30:51 GMT -6
kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep
[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,3,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=style] ASHTON GALLAWAY SEVENTEEN STUDENT BISEXUAL alias/name: cynder. age: eighteen. country: u.s.a. face claim: robbie wadge. how you found us: already a member. | [STYLE=width:345px; font-family:courier new; color:000000; font-size:25px; text-transform:lowercase; padding:1px; letter-spacing:2px; border-left: 10px solid #000000; border-bottom: 1px dashed #000000;]back to basics -- ♠[/style] NAME: Ashton Anthony Gallaway. [STYLE=width:345px; font-family:courier new; color:000000; font-size:25px; text-transform:lowercase; padding:1px; letter-spacing:2px; border-left: 10px solid #000000; border-bottom: 1px dashed #000000;]freestyle -- ♠[/style]NICKNAMES: Ash. Ashy. Ashy-boy. BIRTHDAY AND AGE: November 13th/ Seventeen. GENDER: Male. SEXUALITY: Bisexual with a preference for men. MEMBERGROUP: Dark Kingdom. Ash is, to put it simple and frank; a child. Upbeat. Spontaneous. Devious. Chaotic. Immature. Way to cocky for his own good. And is a bucket load of emotion just waiting to burst at any second which leaves him being the all-over-the-place kid that has you never knowing what to expect. It isn't exactly easy to predict his next movements for even he doesn't know them yet, and even when he does, their liable to change at a moments notice. Plans smans. He lives in the moment. If one were to describe him, a close friend or a complete stranger who just met him five seconds ago, they might just say that it is like Ash never grew up. Like there is just maybe a little boy sitting around a little hidden control room somewhere inside that brain of his calling all the shots and operating what is Ashton Gallaway. "Hello, you have reached 911. What is your emergency?" "It's my mum! She's- oh christ! She's..." Fits of hysterical sobbing can be heard on the other end. "Calm down sir. Tell us what is going on." "My mum is dead! That's what's going on! Th-there is a knife in her b-b-back and gashes all over her body. All, all over... There's blood... it's, it's everywhere. Oh god..." "What is your location?" "Dad lost it, ya know? They, they were screaming bloody murder and..." A pause cuts off the sentence, rapid breathes being taken in. "He... He just grabbed the knife, ya know?.. and b-bam! Mum's down. Mum's d-d-d-dead... She, she's cold and, and the blood..." As the operator goes to reassure and calm the fourteen year old boy there is the sound of a door creaking open in the back ground, laughter suddenly filling the room with the entering footsteps on hardwood floors. "Ash, we're back!" "F- ahh, hey mum! Dad! Welcome back!" The line goes dead. Ash could also be considered a prankster. A smooth liar. An aspiring actor if he actually ever decided to get into the field and not just play a part to fool with strangers and friends for jokes and laughs. He is also the kind of guy that is willing to do anything and try anything for a good thrill. He doesn't like to back down no matter the challenge either so it is entirely possible that he just wont because he doesn't like to. There is to much pride in him. Face him against anything, even a gun shoved in his face, and he will not back down. A sudden rush of emotions might however burst forth like a tidal wave and have him playing the role of the brave Another thing one might say when describing Ashton Gallaway is his naivety. It is not that he is not smart, for when he actually puts his mind to something he can accomplish great things, it is more like... He can be almost like a lost puppy just looking for a master to care for him and tell him what to do. He acts like he is his own person, like no one can ever tell him what to do or hold him down, but whenever there is a leader to follow he more or less follows. The boy wants a purpose, one that he has yet to find. He is not good at picking his own destiny, and if his respect is earned and he actually looks up to someone he can be damn loyal. Sure, his childish antics would remain, but there would be a loyalty of varying degrees. It is how he got into most of the situations that he is in now. It is how he turned from a cute and innocent kid to a rebel and a partier. That as well as a boredom that he has more than every once in awhile that is. He started following the wrong people at a young age and got caught up in their lives, looking up to them way to much that he took to their bad habits with ease. It was also how he had acted with his older sister; Mira. Five years older than him and a general beauty. She was popular. Smart. Her maturity was also much greater than his own, yet the child in her attached to the one in him and there was a bond, familial in a sense but in another sense it was greater. He looked up to his sister and would do absolutely anything for her/ with her. There were no limits. He used to be a good kid because he looked up to her so much, wanting to follow in her footsteps, but this connection was broken however when she went off to college five years ago. She graduated and left the state to attend a university in California. Her departure had left him heartbroken. Growing up, Mira had been the only real thing keeping Ash happy at home. They were not wealthy, their home being located in inn's and hotels around the state, and on occasion a cheap apartment for they just couldn't afford an actual stable home. Their two parents, Anthony and Regina Gallaway, could barely get their kids in school with the right supplies or even to it let alone give them a home and everything they could ever want. The children were forced to make due with what they were given, Mira even becoming the third adult in the house in her teens to just keep up with the bills her parents already struggled with, while Ash... He was still a young child when their problems were at their worst. When Nina left for college when he was thirteen things had actually become easier on their parents, them having one less mouth to feed and body to clothed and take care of. But for Ash it spelled out a depressed period, one where his rebellion really came into play. He started falling into the wrong crowds and making all the wrong decisions after she left. Any good natured shy, innocent boy left him when she did. Ash today is a partier. A drinker. That guy that picks fights. The guy that gets beat up. That's bound to do something crazy that will have everyone laughing or pissed off annoyed at him. The one who just wants to have fun. The guy who makes stupid decisions on more than one occasion. Who also lives in an apartment with a friend because his family kicked him out. The guy who is a bit to bold and assertive for his own good. Who is emotional and could get set off with the smallest of words. The guy who doesn't know what he wants to do with his life yet, having yet to figure it out. The guy that you are either going to love or going to hate. "What are you going to do with your life, Ash? Ever thought about it?" There are a few moments of silence before the question was responded to. "Drink? Have tons of sex? Party like a rock star? Dye my hair blue? Maybe get a pedicure, ya know, try it out. Men can get that, right?" A look is given from the "best mate". The kind of look that is serious yet has half a mind to playfully push you off the dock railing you are both sitting on. "C'mon. Seriously. What?" An eye roll, a shrug, and his eyes are cast back out on the horizon taking a new thought into this. With a drag from the cigarette he held, he answered. "Dunno." |
