Post by adelaine noel gaston on Jan 28, 2010 1:29:16 GMT -5
adelaine noel gaston
so, let's start off with the basics. what's your name?my name is adelaine noel gaston, and i come in peace. c: most people call me addy, lainey, anything they can come up with i guess. i don't mind nicknames. my mommy was a very poetic person, and she fell in love with the name adelaine. i believe it's french, but i'm not all that sure. at least i didn't get a boy name. tehe. my brother got a girly name. well, kind of. i think it suits him. wait; that...um, hi. :]
oh, it's a nice name! now, would you mind telling us how old you are?oh me? i'm eighteen! a legal adult. haha. i love the freedom~ my birthday is october sixth. :3
really? you look much younger! well, let's get started. first off, what are you on this tour?oh really? i get that all the time! haha. people think i'm sixteen. :c i don't know why. i'm rather mature, but i guess my looks aren't. oh well. i, my fair sir or madam, am the merch girl for all for dayna. the lead singer is my brother. ilhim. but shhhh. hehe. it's a secret c:
oh! so how did you first get involved with batteries not included records?well, my big brother's best friend's ex (confusing, i know.) got a job as the head photographer, and her being the amazing person she was, she got my brother's band a spot! and of course he let me tag along. but only recently. now that i'm eighteen, i canbotherfollow him around all the timeeee. :]
oh gosh, really? all right, so, how are you enjoying it so far?it's amazing! especially because there are so many pleasant people here on tour. i love my job, and i love listening to the different band's music. all of them are so amazing! serious props to them for being so talented as well as determined. :3
that's great! so, what do you do in your free time when you are not working?i spend a lot of my time reading. i know, i'm a total nerd. hehehe. BUT BUT i do like to dance. i used to do ballet when i was younger, and so you can find me dancing from time to time. well, hopefully not. it's rather embaressing to be caught dancing. :c
oh, i love some of those too! looks like we have alot in common.you like ballet too?!?! :DDDD
so, how has your romantic past been?um, well, ahhh. i'm not all that good at romancing actually. i'm really shy around boys... i'm not sure why, they just, intimidate me. but i did have one boyfriend from freshman year to junior year. his name was derek and he was amazing. we did everything together, and he even helped me come out of my shell a little. he was my everything. even my mother and father adored him. overall, he was an amazing person. but around the end of my sophmore year, i noticed a distinct change in his behavior. i asked him about it and he said it was nothing and that i shouldn't worry. but i did because...well, i loved him. i started noticing that he was hanging out with the wrong crowds, and when i confronted him about it, he merely denied it. things started to get bad, and we were constantly fighting about him and his 'new friends'. one of them was a rather unpleasant blonde who liked to hang all over him. i don't usually get jealous, but after seeing some icky girl all up on him, i snapped. i told him to pick his new group or me. and well, let's just say i was single all throughout my junior and senior year. i retreated to my books and studies because i really wasn't ready for that kind of commitment again.
and what about now? is that any better? any different?umm, no. i'm still kind of avoiding boys. :]
oh, i see.. hmm... and, what would you say are your turn ons? do you have any turn offs?oh gee. this is rather um, nervous making. uh, well, i really admire a sense of passion in a person. whether it be for music, or even writing or just anything really. i love spontaneous people who will just come by, pick me up and hangout with me. i love that... turn offs are overly confident guys who only talk about sex. i mean, really?
ooh, that's understandable, mhm. so, give us a bit of detail about yourself.oh, well, i'm a very gentle person. i don't like the idea of fighting or arguing. i'm constantly going out of my way to help others, because i love the feeling you get, knowing you're the person who put the smile on that person's face. kind of corny, i know. but i'm a corny person. c: i like to laugh, and i love anyone who can make me laugh. i'm rather mature for my age, which of course means i'm not naive or easily manipulated. my brother has taught me better then that. god bless his soul. :3 i love my family, and i tend to bring people in and love on them easily. i trust more then i should, but i try my hardest to see the good in people.
mhmm. well you sound like a fun young woman. now, is there anything about your past?well, i guess you could say i was a mistake. my parents, hank and laura didn't exactly plan on having another child after my brother, but oops here i am! :3 my parents put me through extra curricular after extra curricular activity because they were scared that i would turn out my brother - who went to too many parties - so i learned piano, flute, played soccer, did volunteer work and i was even enrolled in a dancing school for young ballet girls. i ended up living there for the majority of my life, hence why i am rather independent, even though i'm just barely eighteen. my parents would rather ship me off to a boarding school then take a risk i would be like my brother. it was painful to be away from them, and i found myself constantly writing letters with no response whatsoever. around my freshman year, my parents decided to rip me away from the place i called home and put me into high school. it was definitely different from my ballet school. it was hard for me to adjust into the normal school life. and instead of being a social butterfly like me dear brother was, i kept my nose buried in books, reading about romantic couples falling in love and ahh~ only to find myself fall in love. with a soon to be drug addict. yeah i know. sounds a bit extreme, but when i first met him he was as shy as me. it was magical. until he got involved with the wrong crowds. which is why, to this day; i hate drugs. i hate hate hate them. sorry.. things got better when my brother met a girl named danya. oh my gosh. she was the bee's knees. she was the older sister i never had. i loved her so much, i thought of her as blood, and i told her everything. if there was anything i needed, all i had to do was tell her and she'd try her hardest to help me. i loved her. and once i found out she was pregnant and that i was going to be an aunt, we seemed to get even closer. but i didn't know she was going to leave me, my brother and my niece behind. i don't hold it against her whatsoever, i just wish she was still around to see how beautiful dayna is. i love my niece so much. and i'm going to try my hardest to be half the amazing role model to her as her mother was to me. my brother had been cleaning up - i'm still so proud of him - and he started to get back into music. before i knew it, he was in a band, and they were doing gigs, and finding sponsors. i was still in high school when they started their tour; and it killed me to be away from my brother and my niece for so long. thankfully, i turned eighteen recently, making me a legal adult. and free to work for my brother. which i love every second of. :]
ahh.. all right, so. tell me some of the things you like.even though i avoid boys like the plague, i love cuddling and holding hands. if i have a really close guy friend - which is rare, i'm afraid - i'll most likely be found cuddling them and loving on them because that's just what i do. what can i say? i'm full of love. hehe. i also love dancing. so much. it's a part of who i am, really. if there's music, i'm going to dance. um, i also love running. i don't know why, it just gives me this untouchable feeling that i love oh so much. c: i also love baking. like, if i'm not out or reading, i'm guaranteed to be in the kitchen, making some goodies. it just makes me feel helpful. you know?
and what about dislikes?i don't have much that i don't like, but i know drugs are something that i hate. i don't necessarily hate the people that do them, just the substances themselves. i can't stand fighting. or arguing. or name calling. it's so.. hurtful. and i don't appreciate hurting other people. no matter what, there's never a reason to inflict pain on someone.
do you have any dirty little secrets you wanna share?secrets? oh my. i'm not sure about this. i mean, i trust you, but i'm really...secretive i guess. i know it's not a good thing. umm guess i should spit it out already. i'm scared to get back in a relationship. i'm terrified. i just don't want to get hurt like that again.. but as a person with needs, i'm actually starting to look for that person. why? i don't know. i'm too scared to do anything. falling in love? i'm not so sure...
ooh, that is deeeeeep. well this interview is almost done, do you have anything else you want to say?thank you for your time sir or madam c:
so heyy, my name is katie and i'm sixteen years old. i've been roleplaying for one year roleplaying, so i think i am pretty damn good. so, my character stole the face of luna, just thought you should know. oh, and also: take control of the world thanks for reading! oh, and below is my roleplay sample. :]
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this was it. kenny's chance to ask the girl of his dreams out. on christmas. he had been planning it for a while, and he could barely suppress his excitement as he scrambled around the systematic sunrise bus, making sure he appeared perfect. it was completely adorable, the way he rushed from one side of the bus to the other, getting together everything he would need for the night. and oh, the butterflies that were fluttering in his stomach. never in his life had he been so nervous! but then again, he never really asked a girl out, so he was trying his hardest to keep a calm, cool attitude as he got ready for the evening that he was hoping would be perfect. he had liked effie for the longest time, and he had done just about everything to get her to know him, to get her to look at him, even. everything he had dreamed of all came down to tonight. for the first time in his life; he was going to ask a girl out. and it wasn't just any girl. it was effie mae stylls - the girl whom he had admired for forever. the girl he had found himself dreaming about. and here he was, getting ready to take her out.
he had been getting ready for the past hour now, and he had managed to find a fancy black button up shirt - that wasn't severly wrinkled like all the others - along with a pair of darkwash skinny jeans that helped show off his skinny chicken legs. whether or not he should be proud of them; he wasn't too sure. people were always telling him he was too skinny, but there wasn't anything he could really do about it. the kid ate like a horse, and yet he seemed to maintain the same weight. which, was nice in all honesty. and as kenny practically danced around the bus - yeah, he dances when he's excited, k? he kept his eye on the small, black velvet box that sat on his bed, contrasting deeply with the light blue comforter that had been made nicely. so much rested in that box tonight. he would pop the question; which really, could only end in one of two ways. either she'd deny him the priviledge of calling her his, or she'd accept it - allowing him to give her the title of kenny's girlfriend. which was - all in all - a profusely big deal. especially to the boy who had worked so hard for this girl's attention. just the thought of holding her hand made his heart leap. it was amazing how the girl didn't even have to try to give him butterflies. just something about effie mae made his heart beat out of his chest.
and now, as he stood there in front of the mirror, he felt his nerves get the best of him as he looked over his outfit, trying to find any imperfections. everything had to be perfect for tonight. everything. not one hair could be out of place; especially if he wanted the night to go how he - hopefully - planned. the boy had gone out of his way to plan the perfect evening. he had picked out an upscale - and rather expensive - restaurant, as well as a rather nice ring he would of course, get on his knee and propose a relationship with. and if even one thing went off track, the whole night could be ruined. and that was the last thing he wanted to happen. so the tall, eighteen year old ran a hand through his hair one more time before taking a few deep breaths, his anxious brown eyes made their way over to the clock on his table, and his eyes widened as he realized it was about time to pick effie up. quickly, he went into his bathroom and sprayed some cologne - gare told him it was a lady magnent - and then nearly ran out the door, stopping when he was about ten feet away from the systematic sunrise bus. "oh crap." he muttered as he patted himself down, realizing he had forgotten the most important variable to the night. the ring.
as quickly as the lengthy boy could manage, he ran back to the trailer, nearly falling over himself as he stumbled up the steps. frantically, he tore his bed apart, whimpering until he heard a small clunk as the small, velvet box hit the ground. a small squeak escaped his lips as he suddenly stood up, only to result in hitting his head. "owowowowowow" he whined, both of his hands going to the back of his head as he laid there frozen for a few seconds before he slowly crawled out of the bed, sighed as the pain in his head started to recede slowly. and with a small groan, he got up, picking the small box off the ground and tucking it inside his suit pocket. and with that, kenny fender was running out the door, climbing into the freshly washed bmw that he took so much pride in and off to the Hero In Error bus, tapping nervously on the leather steering wheel as the large bus came into view. he pulled next to it slowly, putting the car into park as he climbed out - very careful not to hit his head again - and shut the door behind him and walked up to the bus, knocking on the front door nervously. he was greeted with effie's cheerful voice, making a small grin form on his lips and his stomach to churn with anxiety. it all came down to this.
he waited patiently, listening to the odd noises coming from within the bus as he rocked on his heels back and forth, his hands shoved in his pockets - one of his nervous habits - his eyes nearly glued to the floor. before he knew it, the bus door swung open, revealing a four foot, eleven inched effie, squealing his name as she wrapped her small arms around him in a hug. "ohhh effie!" he laughed, pulling his hands out of his pockets so he could hug her back. he held onto her tight, but then let go once she did, smiling down at her. oh god, she was tiny. but that was just another reason - out of many - why he admired her. he could feel his cheeks get hot as she soaked in his outfit, and he couldn't hide the huge smile on his face. but then he looked at her - and really looked at her - and nearly forgot how to breathe. sure, she always looked beautiful; but tonight... he couldn't even find words to describe how she looked. "effie...you look.. g-gorgeous.." he stuttered, feeling his heart ache for him to just reach out and hold her. he wanted to so badly; never had he ever felt this way. kenny would be happy if all he ever did was hold her hand; just that would make him a very happy man.
as they stood there, looking at each other like a bunch of saps, he shook his head, reality suddenly hitting him like a ton of bricks. her words flowed back into his mind and he grinned down at her. "that's for me to know, and for you to find out, beautiful." he chuckled, poking her nose playfully as he looked over at his car, hoping it looked alright - heck, he hoped HE looked alright. but right about as he was going to suggest they start walking, he felt her small, delicate hand take his and he nearly teared up. yes, it may seem like nothing to anyone else, but kenny was a very sensitive person, and the smallest things could bring tears to his eyes. but he quickly cleared his throat as he interlaced their fingers together, smiling down at her. "oh, i think we are. this night is all about you, effie." he smiled softly as he began walking over to his car, letting go of her hand before opening the door for her. "careful now." he said, obviously not wanting her to hit her head as he had done so many times. ahh, the disadvantages of being so tall.
he quickly walked around the car - trying his best to look calm and collected as he did so - and opened his door, making sure to duck as he climbed in the bmw. he smiled over at her as he started the car up and pulled out of the tour grouds, somewhat happy to be away from all the fans and drama that the consider the sea tour held. it was just going to be him and effie. and he was more then thrilled to have it that way. "so, i hope you're hungry. because the place i picked out has the best food." he grinned as he felt his nerves start to slide away slowly with each passing moment. "i hope you like it." kenny smirked, talking about more then what the small blonde sitting next to him knew about. everything was going perfectly. and as the ride continued, he grew more and more confident that the night would go perfectly and as planned. which made for a happy kenneth. the two made small talk as he drove a little less then an hour away from the tour grounds, pulling into a fancy parking lot that held many valet workers, all trying to find out what car needed to go where. as they pulled up next to the retaraunt, kenny looked over and smiled over at effie, hoping she would approve. hopefully she wouldn't think of it as too fancy. the last thing kenny wanted to do was make her think he was trying too hard. which..he kind of was; but only because he wanted this so badly. he found himself staring at her slightly and laughed, "sorry, seems i just can't take my eyes off you." he admitted before blushing a bit as he put the car in park and nodded at one of the valet workers before looking over at her again. "one minute miss." he joked, ducking out of the car before he rounded it quickly, opening the door for her before handing the keys to the patient valet worker.
"and here we are; the eating room." kenny signaled, nodding his head at the simple - but still elegant - sign, that was decorated with plain lights, reflecting the name for all to see. he held his arm out for her to take and slowly led them inside, where the furnishings were a bit off, but refound and up to date. he walked up to the podium, giving them his name and then smiled over at her as they were led to their table for two, complete with candles in a quiet, reserved setting. he let go of her arm for a second, pulling out her chair for her, not taking his eyes off her as he motioned for her to sit down. after she did, he followed suit and took a seat across from her, sighing in gratitude as he realized his plan was still going as planned. "so, effie. how are you feeling about all this?" he asked, cocking his head to the side slightly as he tried to read her face, only curious as to what the girl of his dreams was thinking at this exact moment in time, where she was; in a romantic setting with him, and only him. he knew that it was going to be a long night; especially if he had the heavy weight of the ring that was sitting inside of his jacket, just begging to be taken out. but he was going to see how things went before he asked. hopefully, she'd make his dreams come true. because, if she did; he knew he would try his hardest to make her the happiest girl in the world.
2017 i think c: