Post by jasper alexander moretti on Sept 1, 2011 0:51:28 GMT -5
jasper alexander moretti
character basics
FULL NAME , jasper alexander moretti
NICKNAMES , jasp, jazz
AGE , seventeen
BIRTHDAY , november nineteenth
SEXUALITY , straight
SCHOOL , high school
GRADE , senior
OCCUPATION , n/a
MEMBER GROUP , high school
hello, my name is JOEY. i am SIXTEEN years young and i consider myself a(n) INTERMEDIATE/ADVANCED roleplayer. i found this site through courtney. so, here's an example of my average post:
Sitting in the tour bus was boring as hell, and Jasper did not want to sit there much longer. He dug around the tour bus, just looking for half his stuff. he hid a lot of his things from the girls on the bus, for the pure fact that he didn't want to deal with people nosing into his stuff. he liked his stuff to be left alone, and going through his stuff was a big ass no-no in his mind. He hated people who went through other people's stuff. he didn't see any reason for you to go through his things. Sure, he had his share of 'bad' things in his stuff. he had weed, and cocaine, and he was happy with it. he just, didn't want other people to know that he had that stuff. Sure, he would share his drugs with anyone who wanted any of it, but he would demand something in return. Whether it was money, sex, or just buying him more of whatever drug they used. Sighing, he looked under the small sink that was there, and pulled out his old skate board. Hell, the last time he used it he was easily eighteen or nineteen, but he still liked to keep it around him, just in case he actually wanted it. but he did right now.
Oh whatever, he felt like sneaking off the tour site and going down to central park. Grabbing his board, he left the bus, and then he jumped onto the board. He fell off once, because he had forgotten how easily they moved when you put weight on them. At least no one saw that. Anyone would have made fun of him if they had saw that. Picking himself off the ground, he sighed and got back on the board, before going out into the crowd for a moment before going into the parking lot. So many people did a double take when he went by, he was going pretty fast on a skate board, and it was one of Jasper's many hidden talent. He usually never said much in interviews, and usually just made himself sound extremely boring, unless he was with someone else in the band, then he was just as loud as anyone else.
Getting out of the tour site, and skating down the streets of new york city was weird. People tried to stop him, tried to get him to take a picture or an autograph, to which he did stop and take a picture and all of that stuff. after all, the fans were everything to the band, and he was the only one of the band that was male, and he was trying to be really sweet after all. he took the pictures, signed a girl's bag and then went on his merry way. He went down the sidewalk, trying not to crash into anyone, and then went across the street, stopping a few taxi's. he pissed off the taxi drivers, who were yelling something but all he did was turn around and flip them off. Whatever, Jasper couldn't give a damn if he pissed the people off or not. he was twenty one years old, and he just couldn't five to shits about other people right now.
After getting across the street, he stood in front of the large park. Grinning to himself, he got back on the board, he started to go into the park, and looked around. The boy from Denver had never been to New York City, as he only ever been to Denver, and then anywhere were he wanted to when he was younger in Manchester. He could still tell you everything that he did or went in Manchester, and even could tell you about going to London to spend weekends with his Grandparents with Jasey. Looking around the park as he went by, the trees had flowers on them and it just looked really, nice. Of course, he wasn't expecting people to actually notice who he was, or anyone that he actually knew. He didn't even tell anyone that he was leaving, though if anyone of the people he saw in the parking lot said anything, well; everyone would know he left.
Oh whatever, he felt like sneaking off the tour site and going down to central park. Grabbing his board, he left the bus, and then he jumped onto the board. He fell off once, because he had forgotten how easily they moved when you put weight on them. At least no one saw that. Anyone would have made fun of him if they had saw that. Picking himself off the ground, he sighed and got back on the board, before going out into the crowd for a moment before going into the parking lot. So many people did a double take when he went by, he was going pretty fast on a skate board, and it was one of Jasper's many hidden talent. He usually never said much in interviews, and usually just made himself sound extremely boring, unless he was with someone else in the band, then he was just as loud as anyone else.
Getting out of the tour site, and skating down the streets of new york city was weird. People tried to stop him, tried to get him to take a picture or an autograph, to which he did stop and take a picture and all of that stuff. after all, the fans were everything to the band, and he was the only one of the band that was male, and he was trying to be really sweet after all. he took the pictures, signed a girl's bag and then went on his merry way. He went down the sidewalk, trying not to crash into anyone, and then went across the street, stopping a few taxi's. he pissed off the taxi drivers, who were yelling something but all he did was turn around and flip them off. Whatever, Jasper couldn't give a damn if he pissed the people off or not. he was twenty one years old, and he just couldn't five to shits about other people right now.
After getting across the street, he stood in front of the large park. Grinning to himself, he got back on the board, he started to go into the park, and looked around. The boy from Denver had never been to New York City, as he only ever been to Denver, and then anywhere were he wanted to when he was younger in Manchester. He could still tell you everything that he did or went in Manchester, and even could tell you about going to London to spend weekends with his Grandparents with Jasey. Looking around the park as he went by, the trees had flowers on them and it just looked really, nice. Of course, he wasn't expecting people to actually notice who he was, or anyone that he actually knew. He didn't even tell anyone that he was leaving, though if anyone of the people he saw in the parking lot said anything, well; everyone would know he left.
