Post by quentin keller on Sept 30, 2009 12:08:34 GMT -5
" sing us the song of the century
[/b][/i]quentin . jacob . keller[/font][/size]
"after all this time, i'm coming home to you"
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name ![/font][/size]
quentin jacob keller, "quen"[/size]
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twenty-two
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october 17
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xy
sexuality ![/font][/size]
bisexual, prefers men
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master
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" the dawn of my love and conspiracy
[/b][/i]at first glance, you seem okay[/font][/size]
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faceclaim !
zacky vengeance
hair ![/font][/size]
medium-length, messy, dyed black, never styled exactly the same way.
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big, bright blue, almond-shaped, extremely expressive.
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a quick, one paragraph description
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" forgotten hope and the class of thirteen
[/b][/i]but looking deeper, you're farther away[/font][/size]
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likes ![/font][/size]
his friends, his little sister, his band, parties, relaxing, peace and quiet, his cats, being in a relationship, music, hair dye, energy drinks, tattoos, his lifesyle
hates ![/font][/size]
people who like him just because he's famous, anyone who messes with the people who cares about, sports, cheaters, country music, being single, brighly colored clothing, his parents, the government, any kind of rule or restriction, small dogs, religion, spiders
quirks ![/font][/size]
falls in and out of love way too easily, doesn't like to eat in front of other people, talks to himself frequently, doesn't know when to shut up
dreams ![/font][/size]
to become famous, to raise a family
basic personality ![/font][/size]
when describing quen, there are four keywords that are frequently used. the first is laid back. he's an extremely calm person, never getting too stressed over any one thing. he loves nothing more than to just sit back and relax. provided, his career hardly ever allows this luxury, but when he gets the chance, he relishes his quiet time.
a second term is introverted. don't think even for a second that just because he's an introvert means he's shy. he's not at all shy. he has great social skills, and loves using them. however, quen prefers being alone. if he can't be alone, then usually he'll only be able to handle one or two other people. when in a large social situation, such as a party with many guests, he'll interact and be fine for the most part. but occasionally, he'll need to find a quiet, secluded place where he can calm down and "recharge". he is more concerned with the inner world of his mind than the real world, and often takes time to himself just to sit down and think. he hates being interupted during these times.
the third word is guarded. quen is rather secretive, having many shells and inner layers that hide who he really is inside. these protective layers shield a kind, loving young man who is desperate for attention and acceptance. he's never really felt like he belonged in the world. bet you didn't know that he got teased constantly back in elementary, did you? he'd never admit this fact out loud, in fear that people might think differently of him. there are very, very few people in the world that quen has opened up to; trust issues play a huge part in all his relationships, platonic or romantic.
speaking of romance, that's the fourth and last keyword. quen loves romantic relationships. he's "in love with love" as he likes to put it. he's always a gentleman to his lovers, opening doors and paying for meals and all the rest of that cheesy type stuff. there is one downside to all this, however. quen has problems figuring out his feelings for different people. consequently, he "falls in and out of love" all the time. ask him one minute who he wants to marry and he'll say jane. ask him a few minutes later, and he might say tommy. he knows it's an extremely bad habit, and he's hurt many people because of it, but he just can't help it. he just wants to be loved.
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" and the welfare's asphyxiating
[/b][/i]every hero has a story[/font][/size]
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history !
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born on october 17th, 1987, quentin jacob II was quentin and sarah keller's first child. the day he was born, he was marked with an "M" across his right wrist. he had an excellent childhood, and his parents loved him dearly. his little sister, alice, was born five years after him, and she too was granted the status of master. they led normal kid lives, going to school and making friends. quen was always a nice, popular boy and got good grades.
things changed when quen got into ninth grade. hanging with an entirely different crowd than he had previously, he began to discover things that he'd never even heard of before; things that would turn his life in a completely different direction. these friends were the goths, the punks. the anarchists. by the time he got into high school, he was completely emerged in a life of sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll.
because of his small stature, quen was sometimes picked on in school. people nicknamed him "the shrimp," and although he faked a laugh everytime someone said it, deep down, it hurt him. but at the same time, he wasn't going to let the put-downs get him down. quen had a goal. he was going to be famous one day, and he'd shove all those insults down his classmates throats. he already had an amazing voice, and he took up the electric guitar and the piano in his sophomore year. music came naturally to him; it was his passion. his entire being. singing and playing small-time gigs in underground clubs around boston, quen met a boy named ---. together, with quen's guitar and voice, and ---'s drums, they formed a band called city of crows.
senior year rolled around, and quen just seemed to be getting in more and more trouble every day. his parents kicked him out of the house around the beginning of the new year, after his second arrest in three months. he was making money off the band and his job at wilson's, however, so he was able to get himself a small, but nice apartment. he had a girlfriend of about four months at the time, and after a wild night of partying and drinking, they drove home drunk, had sex on an empty stairwell, and forgot about the entire thing the morning after. one month later, they found out that missy was pregnant. it was a hard blow for them both; they knew they weren't ready to raise a child at age seventeen. and so, for the sake of missy's well-being and quen's career, they decided to abort. missy broke up with him a week later. since then, quen's had several other girlfriends, and even a couple boyfriends, but he learned his lesson. sex without a condom is a big no-no with him, no matter what gender you are.
at the age of eighteen, quen graduated high school and was finally told the identity of his servant: a boy his same age, by the name of brenden. they quickly became close friends, and there were even times when they hinted at being more than just friends. it never got out to the public, but it was true: the two boys were a couple. quen treated brenden wonderfully, never overworking nor neglecting him. one might not even know that he was a servant, except for the gauze on his wrist that covered the "S". quen was happy with brenden, and he hoped to be with him forever. but on quen's twenty-second birthday, tragedy struck. he'd sent brenden out on an errand to get more beer for the party that was being thrown, but the boy never returned. the morning after, quen was informed that brenden had been in a car crash. he died on impact.
brenden's funeral was possibly the most difficult event quen ever had to witness. he left with dried tear tracks on his cheeks, after blowing one last kiss to the soft ivory casket. he hasn't been the same since. every day, he seems to just crawl even further into his shell. he can't seem to accept the fact that his first love is gone forever. it is tradition that when a servant dies, a master may be granted a new one. will quen finally get over his grief and make the decision to move on...? time will tell.
" sing us a song for me
[/b][/i]behind the mask[/font][/size]
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name ![/font][/size]
ali
age ![/font][/size]
six to the teen.
contacts ![/font][/size]
pm or ehm ess ehn.
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penis.
