juston reid harte, babycakes.

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{ you know you could've been a wonder


character’s name juston reid harte
gender male
discipline music. guitar
age 17
sexuality bisexual


{ comes home on call, isn't that peace,


history
James met Lena at a church related activity, and they hated eachother to the bone. Lena found James to be a rude, stuck up prep boy, who didn't know anything about anything except for being popular and getting all the girls. James thought that Lena was a goody goody, and that she thought the world revolved around her.

As a prank, their friends both set them up. They were to go on a date with eachother, and be expected to not kill eachother in the end. On the date, they learned many things about eachother, and way leading on to way, they got married, and had a family. They laughed about their experiences, and they soon realized just how perfect they had been for eachother all along, they just never noticed. Love is blind, thats for sure.

They brought their children up in the Mormon religion, teaching them the basics of their gospel. Around the age of 15, Juston had different ideas of God and other things dealing with that, so he seperated himself from the church and his family,and stopped going to the church anymore. He found some friends who supported his ideas and beliefs, and had a great group. He's lived in London his whole life.

In his parents eyes, Juston went "off the deep end". He joined a rock n' roll band, which wasn't bad necesarily, everyone liked rock. It was the fact that he started getting tattoos, piercings and drunk every friday night. Finally sick of the lies he was feeding to them, they kicked him out, making him fend for himself. Juston had no problem finding a home. He had enough money, his parents were well off and weren't going to leave him dry in the pockets. He rented his own apartment, that would soon be full to the brim with hookers, music books, bass guitar strings and empty alcohol bottles.


parents James Harte.
Lena Harte [Carden]
siblings none:[


{ am I losin' way too much


personality
[general]
Now, Juston would probably judged for an abusive, heavy drug&alcohol user, who only cares for himself. Well, for the most part thats right. He loves his drugs and his alcoholic addictions, and he alot of times only thinks of himself. But he would never ever lay a hand on a woman to hurt her. Sure, he wasn't a Mormon anymore, but that didn't mean he had no standards. Women were people too, and they deserved to be treated as such. There was no superior gender. They were all there to live, and to love.

[relationships]
Juston has problems with relationships, for the most part. He finds it hard to trust girls, or guys for that matter. He's had many one night stands, with both genders and from what he can determine, he likes girls a smidgen better. They put out more, thats for sure, and they're alot more enjoyable to hold hands with in public. But the guys were so much simpler to read, maybe because of his own male mind. They were easier to talk to and comprehend. He'll never figure out who he liked more, so he'll just have to wait it out. He's always on the lookout for his Prince or Princess Charming.

[social]
Juston is never the most outgoing at a party, the center of attention or the class clown. He's just..there. And that's completely fine for him. Its not like he'll never talk. He talks, if spoken too. He has a "If you're nice to me, I'll be nice to you. But if you piss me off, I'll bite your head off." Around his friends, he's the life of the party. He'll supply all your beverage needs, drug habits and food cravings. He's a nice guy, in general. He's a marvelous friend as well, always there for a hug, or handshake or whatever you need. Couldn't ask for more, right?


likes
+sex
+alcohol
+girls
+guys
+bass guitar
+sex
+parties
+friends
+music
+go carts
+slurpies
+ADHD moments
+reading
+dirt bikes
+clothes
+black eye liner
+sex
+spanish speakers
+more sex.
+his cellphone

dislikes
-hoez
-stalkers
-polyester
-domestic violence
-anti-gay marriage
-tomatoes
-hang overs
-getting high without someone
-single-ness
-homework
-liars
-cheap chinese food.

ambitions Juston's ambitions are to become famous for his talents, and not for bribery. He wants the world to know him as "THAT REALLY GOOD BASS GUITAR PLAYER" and not just "oh, that one guy..right?". He also wants a steady relationship, and soon a marriage and a family.

fears Juston has alot of fears. He has physical fears, and he has emotional fears. Physical fears, for example, would be his fear of hights, spiders, clowns and violence. His emotional fears are numberless. He's scared of rejection, of hurt, pain, being lonely and being left out of the loop. Hes scared that he'll never have the chance to get married, one of his dearest goals.


{ my darling you look lovely


portrayed by? max green
eyes dull green
hair medium length, black, shaggy with a fringe
height 5'8''
style Juston has the popular "emo" style. With his tight black jeans and ripped band tees, he looks the same as 358745334928734 other 'individualists' out there. He doesn't really give a shit what he wears though. Usually his closet consists of band tee shirts, collected from the many gigs he's been too, tight skinny jeans and converse and Vans galore. The only time he wears a tie, or any type of fancy couture, is for a large social event, or a funeral. Which, hardly ever he attends.

{ and I'm telling you why


your name beks=D
age 15
years of roleplay 3 years
code sentence if you like pina coladas, and getting caught in the rain.
other i love you?
sample post

Hayley let out a breath as she jogged around. She had absolutely no idea where to go. All she knew was that she had to get rid of this stress, building up inside of her. She needed to go somewhere where she could relax and mull things over in her mind. Nothing of interest had been happening in her life, and thats why things were so complicated. She needed some spark interest in her life. She needed some form of excitement. She didn't like this lonely feeling she was getting. From most everyone. Sure she had Phillip and Jenny, but still. She had had them since forever, and she craved new friends.

Her aimless running took her to the lake, a place she often went to just think. Weren't her feet smart? She smiled a bit as she breathed in the salty, fishy taste. Ohh the memories. She had come to this very lake with ex boyfriends, ex friends and ex parents. This is where her first and only experiment with drugs took place. This is where one of her best friends would previously try to take their life. She stuffed a hand into her jean pocket for control of herself, a common thing she often did and closed her eyes softly. Yes, she had been running in jeans, as much a stupid idea it was, not to mention hard. She liked it.

She stopped running, to catch her breath, only to have it catch in her throat. There in front of her was Jeremy, one of her close friends, and sadly that was all he would possibly ever be. She swallowed, fixing her hair, only to forget about it, because she didn't really care how it looked at the moment. She had just been running. Don't you think he would find it odd if her hair was perfect? Hayley was much less then perfect and so her hair should be so too. She walked over to him casually, placing her hands in her jean pockets.
"Eyyy bay bay."She spoke, sitting down beside him. She bit her lip carefully, but smiled at him, all the same.

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