Post by lucas nathaniel breyer on Aug 25, 2009 20:52:04 GMT -6
LUCAS NATHANIEL BREYER
* oh yeah. it's alright. 'cause i got a pretty face and i guess i can sing alright. .
HEY THERE. THE NAME IS LEX, AND I AM THIRTEEN.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT FOUR YEARS
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE NONE YET. OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. blue phone.
- - - - nicknames, luke, lukie.
- - - - gender, male.
- - - - sexuality, bisexual.
- - - - band & job, this is not a test ! guitarist.
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- - - - hair, a dark black, brown. it turns auburn in the summer under sunlight.
- - - - built, stocky, but not too muscles. lengthy body with feminine waist line and behind.
- - - - weight, about 125 pounds.
- - - - height, 5 feet, 11 inches.
- - - - fashion sense, though it's changed over the course of five years, or months (besides, who's counting?) he's stuck with wearing girl jeans and shirts that are at least one size too small. lucas likes showing off his body and he apparently knows how to do that. sticking with just what ever shoes he can get to, he'll toss on a nice jacket and a pair of those adorable box frames every once in a while, too.
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- - - - loathes, early mornings, waking up before noon, a cold bed, a too-hot bed, sound check, sweat, rude criticism, broken things, contact lenses, dark colors, small spaces, no air, feedback, shoe laces, slow Internet, sitting still, mood swings, verbal fighting, discrimination, sickness, blank thoughts, crying, smeared make up, math, school, uneven things, tangled hair, cold showers, uncomfortable sleeping positions, paper bags, pubic bathrooms, no light in a room, light bulbs, vintage, feeling tired, complicated context, camera flashes, writers block, waiting, family gatherings, homophobia, typos, chat speak, grammar, gossip magazines, not knowing where he is, broken air conditioning, not being able to shower, awkward conversation, hang overs, old food, secrets, rumors, cigarette smoke.
- - - - strengths, physical activity, playing music, fast thinking.
- - - - weaknesses, innocent boy smiles, warmth, math.
- - - - dreams, find a cure for cancer(he can dream), grow up to have a family.
- - - - fears, failure, fame.
- - - - overall personality,
AFFECTIONIST
you heard right. lucas is one hell of a cuddle buddy. he never was a big fan of personal space. it's not like you don't want something this sexy and flamboyant right in your space anyway. lucas enjoys being closed to people; he always have. you can count on him to be the guy that's going to give you a big ol' hug even you weren't a germ freak and hate it when people touch you. actually, he'd probably do that just to make you squeal. he likes it when other people around him give him affection. yes, you could call him an attention whore, but i wouldn't really say it to his face. he get's very personal about things like being close to people. it isn't fair of him to not be able to just give someone a hug and then have to be told that he needs to back the fuck up. after all, who would want to hurt a teddy bear?
TALKITIVE
he's talks. a lot. but part of it is the borderline personality disorder. he likes expressing himself and when he starts thinking, it seems like he can be thinking about ten things at once. most of the time, when lucas spits out something random, he'll leave you in to the dust and go onto the next topic that's stuck in his head. if he doesn't get it out, it'll probably make him explode. sometimes he just needs to explain a few things to get them out so he can just move on. he doesn't like sticking to one topic for long. you've got to be able to keep up with him though, or at least have the time to just put a hand up and tell him to shut up for a minute so you can respond so he can go on to the next thing. if you don't, he'll just suddenly stop speaking and wait for you to respond to everything he just said.
WHORISH
everyone needs a downfall. for lucas, it's that he likes personal affection. really, really personal affection. the boy's considered prostitution, but really, who wants to be in a band and have a corner? so, he figured that being able to sleep with a few guys, (yes, guys) here and there would do him good enough. now, don't you ladies worried. he'll still go for you if you're pretty enough to butter him up, he'll go for it. it might take a bit more for him to actually get with you though. but don't fear, alcohol is always so easily in reach for our baby boy. he's got plenty of charm and does he know how to use it. i wouldn't really fall for him though, even if he is all about that cliche love thing. he wants to find who he wants, not have someone find him. but you can't stop fate. he won't waste his time if he doesn't really think you're worth it.
APPREHENSIVE
for someone that looks like he wears a heart of steal on his sleeve, lucas does in fact have plenty of fears. he doesn't enjoy knowing that he isn't invincible, but he's learned to accept it over the years. it's taken him a few broken bones and hospital visits later, but when you were a growing young boy did you really want to stay on the ground eve if the tree limbs were pretty slim? that's past the point. lucas is a sort of adrenaline junkie but he can get into this sort of shocked stage where everything he experiences seems like it's happened to him from outside of his body and he's sitting there just watching it happen. he may be good at hiding his worry and fear sometimes; as long as it isn't too much for the boy to handle. sometimes it takes more than nightmares and monsters under your bed to make you have fearful thoughts stick to you like glue.
AIMLESS
because of the changing moods that he has, lucas' thought process can manage to pull in thoughts that are completely separate of the topic he was thinking of just moments before. his mind in a thought high way and it doesn't bother him that he normally thinks about six different things(completely different) in one minute. really, he just see's it at a chance to get some heavy thinking done about important things that he needs to consult with. sometimes that talkative side he has get's the best of him and he'll ramble something out that isn't relevant to what he was talking about with someone. at least most o his friends learn they have to get ready and prepared for that whole wave of just continuous talking before they can really get to answer anything that lucas asks. it'd be good if you were a good listening; that too.
CREATIVE
ever since his childhood, he's been in love with music. never has he really said he hates and genre of the stuff, but he has been known to stick with certain things for certain moods. lucas enjoys classical stuff when he's down. anything that he can really move his body to will do when he's in the typical lucas breyer mood. he first picked up a guitar when he was eight years old and played a song completely by ear. his parents didn't have a clue where that musical talent came from, but considering that both sides of the family were rather creative in their own sense of the word. the more instruments you threw at him, the more he began to play and figure out that he enjoyed most of all settings of music. that head of his was great for creating new song ideas. lucas has plenty of folded paper with half finished songs or music written on them. it's a matter of finding them that's important.
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- - - - family,
karen breyer, mother, deceased.
keith breyer, father, novelist.
jordan breyer, sister, student.
- - - - pets, none.
- - - - overall history,
growing up in the nice city life would sound like your all american family, wouldn't it? well of course it would. every since people figured out how to word a camera recorder they they taking short films of what perfect american family were supposed to look like. the breyer's however, did not fit into that grateful feature film. sure, on the outside they looked like they could. fair amount of money with nice slacks and easy colored housing. but inside those closed doors were secrets that no other family wanted to deal with. hell, even this family didn't want to have to confront that fact that a terrible murder had taken place in the house they were currently trying to live their lives from. after finally getting the story out of the previous owners of the house, it would seem like your every day horror film straight from the script.
too bad lucas was just a tiny thing back then to really understand what was happening to his family. or at least, he doesn't remember much. he remembers the screaming and the noises the house used to make. yes. the house made noise. you can say you don't believe in ghosts or haunted houses, but for this little boy; he was living straight out of a classic horror story. the family uprooted and moved across the country in hopes that what ever was hurting their family would stay back in maine. reno proved to be the perfect get away. the city lights were wonderful and with vegas just a few hours away, they were in the perfect place to at least raise a family and be able to enjoy the simple life. but not all was well when the breyer's tried to continue on with life.
now a young boy enrolled in school, lucas had to try and explain why his mother was insane. the bad guys had taken over her mind and she was constantly not herself. lucas was about six years old when he had to say goodbye to his mother after she had tried to claw the skin off of the poor boy's back. she was shipped away to a mental hospital and given her own nice little white room filled with white cloth and white walling. everything was so bright. maybe that just made her insanity worse. all in all, the boy was left with a little sister and a father to help stick together. family life wasn't so wonderful anymore. when school started to become an escape from his father's deepening depression and his sister's rebellion to bring boys home at every hour of the night, lucas knew it was time for him to at least get out of the house and do something for a little while so he could get away from it all.
that was when he discovered music. or well, better yet how to play one. he'd been walking through reno and he happened to stumble past a man playing his guitar for money. lucas wasn't sure why, but he had been drawn to the music the man made. now almost a teenager, the boy was old enough to pass for the age to get a job. so, he started working down town. his family didn't question his actions. they simply wrote it off as him just getting into some sort of trouble and for the breyer's, trouble was nothing new. but lucas wanted to prove that not all of them were going to be affected by something that happened a long, long time ago. sure, he didn't see his mother anymore and he didn't really want to. the old woman had been known for lashing at staff members. her own son would probably be worse.
so the boy forgot and and worked with his family issues. when he turned seventeen, lucas' mother committed suicide in the 'safe place' where she lived. it didn't really hit the boy until he had been caught playing guitar at the funeral. he had been asked to play a song for his mother's passing. really, it hadn't bothered Lucas that his mother was gone. but now that people were asking him to take the one problem he had with the one escape he had to put them together; well let's just say he didn't like it. he got up from that funeral and walked away without ever saying a word to anyway as he let them watch him go. sure, it was going to cause ciaos, but at least he was finally putting his foot down and not being allowed to get pushed around.
the teenager moved out after he finished high school. working in gigs around vegas and his home town before he found the band and was able to really get the exposure he was needed. now, lucas is reformed with his family but he still doesn't say much. the past is the past and he won't go back. now, lucas is a healthy happy boy and he doesn't want to be remind that his mother had once been made insane from a hollywood horror story.
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