Post by evan reese myers on Mar 12, 2010 14:00:22 GMT -5
evan reese myers
so, let's start off with the basics. what's your name?evan reese myers. sometimes people run my first and middle names together and call me “evanreese” which is really awkward. besides that, though, i kind of love my name. i mean… it’s unique. i usually go by “ev” because… well, i’m short and it’s short, so it works.
oh, it's a nice name! now, would you mind telling us how old you are?i’m definitely twenty. which is kind of sad. it’s not a magic age like twentyone or eighteen or anything like that. but my birthday is in june. on the tenth. so hopefully time won’t crawl until then.
really? you look much younger! well, let's get started. first off, what are you on this tour?i’m surprised you didn’t know what i am! i can do a lot of things, but for the purposes of this tour, let’s just make it easy on you. i play keytar. in sunday’s ruin. if you haven’t heard us play yet, you need to put it on your agenda. obviously.
oh! so how did you first get involved with batteries not included records?wow. that’s a pretty intense question. well i could go all the way back to when i started with the whole music scene, but there’s no reason to bore you. so i’ll skip right to the important part. i ran away from home when i was seventeen and started looking for a band… i found sunday’s ruin the following year, and none of us are faint-hearted about this industry. we’ve been chasing our dreams from day one. we took turns standing around in sleazy clubs and bars to get gigs, and we played half a million hometown shows. we also took turns playing on street corners to make money to keep gas in our van so we could get to shows…. we’ve had to sleep in parking lots a few times because we couldn’t afford hotels, but whatever. we finally got some attention when we sold out a couple of local shows and a radio station bought out a time for a private audience. it was kind of a blur after that, really. people wanted hugs, kisses, guitar picks, and definitely our souls. and we gave them everything. except for our souls. those are reserved for this tour.
oh gosh, really? all right, so, how are you enjoying it so far?is that a real question? it’s pretty much amazing. who wouldn’t want to live in a bus full of smelly guys and run around the country playing rock star??
that's great! so, what do you do in your free time when you are not working?well, i guess i like to mess around with other instruments… i also play guitar and bass. i love cameras, and i love writing songs, so i don’t really consider that work. i like to run, and i have a really strange passion for staring at the moon if i’m outside at night. i like tarot cards, but i’m not sure i believe what they say. they’re just fun to play with. and i kind of love to read gossip magazines just to see if i’ve made it into any of them yet.
oh, i love some of those too! looks like we have alot in common.sweet! we should get coffee sometime!
so, how has your romantic past been?oh god. people always have to ask. um, i’ve had two whole boyfriends in the past, and they weren’t all that amazing. i mean, the first one was when i was fifteen, and at fifteen, guys are morons. i hope some poor teenage girl is listening so she knows that he’s not worth the heartache. anyway. the other one was when i was seventeen. i moved in with him when i ran away. things got pretty serious but then he wanted me to change… he wanted me to be someone i’m not, and he wasn’t cool with the whole music thing. so things would have never worked.
and what about now? is that any better? any different?first of all, let’s stay far away from that stupid “l” word. i hate it. it’s just… forget it. i just don’t like it. anyway. i’m not seeing anyone. obviously. you’d know if i was, i’m sure. but i’m not really looking either. i mean… i’m twenty. i’ve got a lot of years to live and a lot of music to make. if i find love along the way, that’s great. but if i don’t? i’ll be fine.
oh, i see.. hmm... and, what would you say are your turn ons? do you have any turn offs?oh! i love this question! let’s play! tattoos are definitely a turn on. so are piercings. and good hair. that’s kind of essential. greasy hair is totally gross. and so is bad breath. anyway. personality is supposed to be more important, so let’s head that direction. i like guys with passion. i prefer musicians, but any passion works for me. there’s something completely sexy about seeing a guy willing to give his life to something… oh, and i’m kind of a flirt. i like to be flirted with. and a little jealousy is nice sometimes. it makes me feel wanted. but i’m surrounded by guys all the time, so don’t get too possessive.
ooh, that's understandable, mhm. so, give us a bit of detail about yourself.sure thing. if you haven’t noticed, i just about never quit talking. i’m loud and pretty outgoing. i usually say what i think without bothering to run it through that lovely little mental filter we all have. i get pretty sarcastic sometimes, but it’s all in good fun. i hate making plans, and when i decide i want to do something, i’m gonna do it. period. so don’t try to talk me out of it. i’m stubborn and i guess i can get a little annoying, but every can do that, right? i hate being still and i hate being quiet. i love to ask people questions that make them feel completely awkward, but i hate it when people do that to me. so what if it’s a double standard? oh, and i’m a horrible liar, so you can pretty much bet that i’ll be telling you the truth.
mhmm. well you sound like a fun young man/woman. now, is there anything about your past?not at all. i just popped onto the planet the other day, and you’re the first person i’ve talked to….
but really… um… i was born in michigan. in hell, actually. kind of funny how that worked. in the middle of the summer. obviously. and i started fucking things up on day one. i was never a quiet kid and i always got into trouble. my parents weren’t really around most of the time, though. well, at least not until i turned thirteen. i pierced my own tongue the day after my thirteenth birthday and my mom found out about it. she kind of flipped a lid and decided that i was getting in with the wrong crowd. after that, she and dad stuck to me like glue. it was a pain in the ass, mostly. when i was fifteen, i took the family car to my boyfriend’s house and totaled it… my parents freaked and tried to send me to live with my aunt in louisiana. apparently there’s nothing trouble some i could do in louisiana. but i’ve never really liked my aunt all that much, so i sort of decided to take a detour. a really really long detour… i hitchhiked to new york and slept on benches for a few weeks until i met dylan. he’s the one i told you about. the one i lived with… and it was amazing for a while… he was a guitarist. i figured that would automatically make him alright with the fact that i was planning to do the music thing… apparently not. guys are so stupid sometimes. so we started fighting pretty much all the time. which sucked. a lot. and i couldn’t really deal with it. i hate fighting. so i packed some stuff and one of his guitars (he totally deserved that) and left. it took me a little while of sleeping on benches to find a place again. and when i did, i kept hearing this stupid band at like four in the morning. eventually i got really friggen tired of it and went over to tell them to shut the hell up and play at a normal hour. but when i got there and i was actually awake to hear their stuff, they were pretty good… turns out, they were missing a little something, though. they’d had a keytarist in the past, and she’d quit. something about all the drama involved with being the only girl in the band. i’m a pretty fast learner, so i volunteered to fill in. and it just kind of clicked. we’ve been making music ever since…
ahh.. all right, so. tell me some of the things you like.well i love bright colors. pastels are so boring and stereotypically feminine. i kind of suck at being feminine, so bright things work. leather is just about my favorite thing ever. it’s sexy. don’t believe anyone who tells you otherwise. i like glitter because shiny things are fun… coffee is clearly essential, and i’m utterly addicted to caffeine. i have a random collection of guitar picks that i would never use. i’ve collected them all from different shows i’ve been to. proper behavior bores me, so i tend to love things that are awkward and in your face. my jeans usually have grass stains on them because i love to sit or lay on the grass. i love flirting, but that was probably obvious. i’m also a major fan of eyeliner and hair dye. why bother looking normal when we’ve got all these ways to change it up?
and what about dislikes?yeah, that one was obviously gonna be the next question. so for starters, i hate spiders. they’re just gross. and snakes. i mean, really?? the whole no legs thing is pretty seriously unnatural. i hate sitting still because it’s difficult. i hate silence because it’s boring… i’m a pretty social person, and i hate to be by myself. i’m not a big fan of kids. actually, they kind of scare me. i hate rules and i detest censorship. it’s really unfair. and parents. i’m not a fan of those either. also, i hate the way people say they love you when they obviously don’t.
do you have any dirty little secrets you wanna share?but if i tell you, it won’t be a secret! hah. really, though. um… i was addicted to oxy when i was fifteen… it wasn’t a pleasant experience. and i used that stupid “l” word when i was with dylan. so i guess i can’t really condemn anyone too much.
ooh, that is deeeeeep. well this interview is almost done, do you have anything else you want to say?never turn your back on a charging turtle.
so heyy, my name is bobbie and i'm twentythree years old. i've been roleplaying for three years roleplaying, so i think i am pretty damn good. so, my character stole the face of zooey deschanel, 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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even if she hadn’t seen him in a while and he’d left without much of an explanation, evan was only too glad to have jordan’s company. when he wasn’t there, she had the distinct feeling that someone was tearing out a piece of her heart. it was intense, and it was awful, but it wasn’t something she was willing to admit to.
if he was surprised that she was alone, he didn’t say so. he just watched with a slightly bemused expression as she attempted to focus her eyes on anything but him. jordan knew full well that he was her weakness. there was no reason for him to get a big head about it.
before she could even really process what was going on, jordan had come closer. with one hand on the couch they shared and the other on her hip, he’d successfully given her no escape. ”babe, i’m right here, why are you looking all around?” of course he was too familiar with this to make things easy for her. her heart was beginning to pound, and she was trying hard to keep herself under control. she’d expected to be teased. it was jordan’s usual behavior. so evan simply went about her business as he pointed out that she was blushing. of course, her blush deepened and she was beginning to look for ways out of the situation when he teased her about trying so hard. it didn’t take her long to decide that he seemed to be considering giving her just what she wanted. as he moved to box her in, evan bit her lower lip and focused her eyes on him. she didn’t seem to have much of a choice.
it took her all of about a half a second to realize that she could smell his breath. another quarter of a second later, she’d realized just how close his lips were to hers, and evan’s heart was pounding in her chest. her eyes rose to meet his before flickering toward his lips. she knew he played the most unfair games sometimes and was hoping against hope that this wasn’t simply another one of those. her hands moved until they were gently braced against his chest. jordan, if you’re just messing with me, move. she wasn’t quite sure if she could handle that today.
it was completely out of character, and she was sure he would notice. she’d been head over heels for jordan since they’d met and he’d rescued her sunglasses from a pair of awkward old men. being half in love with him meant wanting his attention, and it was kind of an unspoken rule that she went alone with whatever he happened to be suggesting. but with alaina gone and jordan this close to her, things were starting to feel different.
he didn’t bother to move, though, so evan had a feeling this might be headed somewhere. if she'd been thinking right, she might have wondered what he wanted. she knew jordan probably wasn't looking for a relationship. for abby's sake, she kind of needed one. there had to be some sort of stability in the kid's life. but the feel of jordan's lips on hers pulled evan away from any sort of logical reasoning. when he pulled away for a moment, she almost protested, hardly hearing his mumbled words. his lips returned to hers soon enough, and she let her arms wrap around his neck, doing her best to pull him closer. later, she'd probably wish she'd thought more about this. right now, though, it was exactly what she wanted.
evan's hands tangled into jordan's hair as she moved to deepen the kiss. her tongue grazed his lower lip and she leaned back on the couch, pulling him along with her. she had a feeling she knew where this was headed, and they might as well be comfortable. eyes closed, evan let her hands move from jordan's hair to his back. had it not been for his shirt, she'd have been digging her fingernails into his skin. she wasn't sure if he was a fan of that, though, and she didn't want to push things too much yet. she was still doing her best to convince herself that this wasn't in her imagination.