Post by caleb gabriel fontaine on Sept 15, 2012 21:51:29 GMT -5
CALEB GABRIEL FONTAINE
eighteen, senior, bi-sexual,reckless, guarded, andy biersack
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personality blurb:
caleb is a private person, he keeps his inner feelings to himself, most of the time. But that doesn’t mean he is not outgoing, because he can be. He puts on an air of confidence, that sometimes construes itself of arrogance. He puts up a very tough exterior, many walls to keep everyone out. Behind those walls is generally a nice guy. Caleb is a bit of a goofball, likes to mess about than do anything serious and is generally concerned about those he cares about. He is protective of his friends, keeps an eye out for them, especially those that can't defend themselves. He is independent in that way, and tends to prefer to do things on his own, since he has been used to it for so long. Truth is, he is terrified of being alone and has a fear of being abandoned like he was in the past. He can be a little bit blunt, sarcastic and extremely stubborn, but that’s just the way he is. He is the type of guy that does like to have fun, perhaps a little bit too much. He has a penchant for getting into trouble, as he does love a good party. He is incredibly reckless and extremely impulsive in everything he does, usually to keep himself distracted. Being guarded has always been a negative trait of him, as he dislikes being open about his feelings, to anyone, since his rocky childhood and past, that he'd rather keep hidden to himself.
history ;;
Caleb’s entry to life wasn’t simple. his wasn't birth planned at all. His parents were young and had no clue what they were doing, so they gave up trying to raise their child only after a couple of months. So , he was sent to live with his grandmother.. Caleb grew very close to his grandmother, more so than anyone. He was very into music as a young child and would watch his grandmother, usually for hours on end, play piano.
Caleb was actually a quiet child, though had a penchant for getting up to mischief when he got bored. He was very curious, yet weary around strangers, though this changed within time. His grandmother sadly passed away when he was around eleven years old and was sent back to live with his mother. Caleb’s relationship with his mother was not a good one, as she was very neglecting and Caleb always had a feeling he was never wanted as a child, not by her. He had to fend for himself most of the time..often alone, until his mother decided to come in drunk or high, and verbally abuse him daily and beat him on occasion. It deflated his self esteem big time, and from then, he became a little lost in life, not sure who exactly he was supposed to be.
So it came as no surprise when he started to cause trouble at school. He suddenly was more outgoing, loud and very impulsive. He never thought before he did anything, thus getting into tons of trouble. He wasn’t sure if this was attention or not, to make up for what he didn’t get at home. His problems worsened by age fourteen, as he was suspended from school at least three times. he was going to parties almost every weekend or whenever he could get the chance. He didn’t care at that point whenever or not he was too wasted to turn up to class, as he thought no one would miss him anyway.
when he was fifteen, he was taken into foster care and sent to live with a family in florida. he wasn't particularly pleased, but it was just something he had to cope with. he was sent to the local school, and is currently a senior. but still causing trouble.
hey should've tried harder admin! my name is neko and i've been doing this stuff for five years i also play none. before i go, look at what i can do!
Luca was a little woren out. This week had definitely taken its toll on him. Well, partying wise. He had been out alot and been busy with sets. That was just what being in a band was all about. He was used to it by now. He loved touring, as much as the next person. Ti opened up so many tours, plus he could party as much as he wanted. Now this had suited him just perfectly. He knew his hats weren’t always welcomed by everyone. But he didn’t seem to care althea much. But for some reason, Luca was behaving tonight.
He was in his bus; the others either out or fast asleep. He was sitting in the living area, knocking back a couple of beers that were left in the fridge. He always made sure to stock up at every city. But sometimes he could forget to. Or he’d remind the other guys to get more beer. Something like that. He sighed as he necked back the bottle, not really caring that the TV was still switched on or what it was showing. Some stupid commercial or cheesy film, he couldn’t actually tell the difference. As he was not paying any attention, clearly.
It was obvious that he was bored but he couldn’t be bothered to move, at all. He stayed stationary on the couch, lunging back the beer as if it were water. Unfortunately, ether wasn’t enough left in his fridge to get him completed hammered. Maybe there was some vodka lying about, he’d have to check later. He lazed on the couch, not sure what exactly to do with his evening. This was a little out of character for him, to be stuck inside, usually he’d be at the nearest club or...out, somewhere. But no, tonight was just different. That and he were feeling incredibly lazy tonight.
So lazy he hadn’t bothered to pull on a shirt. Or pants for that matter. It was just handy that his bandmates weren’t about. The girls in [particular weren’t particular to see him walking around the bus half naked. He didn’t see why. He quite admired his body, as vain as that sounded. Truth was, he was just that type of person. Though that was not much of a surprise to everyone that did know him. Luca lay there, stretching out his legs, losing his eyes. He was a little bored, so much so that he did start to drop off for a few minutes. After all it was pretty late. And what else was there to do? Most people were sleeping anyway, well, normal people. Not alot of those were actually on tour, including himself.
He had drifted off for a good half an hour before his phone buzzed beside him. He sleepily reached for it, reading the first text. A smirk appeared on his lips as he realised who it was. Typical. She couldn’t keep away. Then again nether could he, not that he’d ever admit to that. He made it known to her that all he wanted was sex, though it was probably more than that, especially on tour. But he didn’t want to admit it, or believe it. Though she could really get to him sometimes. With her text, he was soon sitting upright, grumbling as he pulled on some pants as he read her most recent text. She’d better not be kidding, he’d quite enjoy that. But at the same time, he was a little peeved at being told what to do. ”oh yeah? Well we’ll just see” he sent off. but with the idea of her...he couldn’t resist, as he walked over to the door, pulling it open.
He was in his bus; the others either out or fast asleep. He was sitting in the living area, knocking back a couple of beers that were left in the fridge. He always made sure to stock up at every city. But sometimes he could forget to. Or he’d remind the other guys to get more beer. Something like that. He sighed as he necked back the bottle, not really caring that the TV was still switched on or what it was showing. Some stupid commercial or cheesy film, he couldn’t actually tell the difference. As he was not paying any attention, clearly.
It was obvious that he was bored but he couldn’t be bothered to move, at all. He stayed stationary on the couch, lunging back the beer as if it were water. Unfortunately, ether wasn’t enough left in his fridge to get him completed hammered. Maybe there was some vodka lying about, he’d have to check later. He lazed on the couch, not sure what exactly to do with his evening. This was a little out of character for him, to be stuck inside, usually he’d be at the nearest club or...out, somewhere. But no, tonight was just different. That and he were feeling incredibly lazy tonight.
So lazy he hadn’t bothered to pull on a shirt. Or pants for that matter. It was just handy that his bandmates weren’t about. The girls in [particular weren’t particular to see him walking around the bus half naked. He didn’t see why. He quite admired his body, as vain as that sounded. Truth was, he was just that type of person. Though that was not much of a surprise to everyone that did know him. Luca lay there, stretching out his legs, losing his eyes. He was a little bored, so much so that he did start to drop off for a few minutes. After all it was pretty late. And what else was there to do? Most people were sleeping anyway, well, normal people. Not alot of those were actually on tour, including himself.
He had drifted off for a good half an hour before his phone buzzed beside him. He sleepily reached for it, reading the first text. A smirk appeared on his lips as he realised who it was. Typical. She couldn’t keep away. Then again nether could he, not that he’d ever admit to that. He made it known to her that all he wanted was sex, though it was probably more than that, especially on tour. But he didn’t want to admit it, or believe it. Though she could really get to him sometimes. With her text, he was soon sitting upright, grumbling as he pulled on some pants as he read her most recent text. She’d better not be kidding, he’d quite enjoy that. But at the same time, he was a little peeved at being told what to do. ”oh yeah? Well we’ll just see” he sent off. but with the idea of her...he couldn’t resist, as he walked over to the door, pulling it open.