Post by CAIN ADAM MOREAU on Feb 2, 2011 21:48:14 GMT -8
cain adam moreau
seventeen - junior - student - straight
"
Cain is a guy who loves to have fun, and he has a ton of definitions of fun so he rarely runs out of things to do. Growing up he had a lot of problems with nightmares and he developed insomnia, which led to him being put on a lot of sleeping medication. Since that time, Cain has developed a bit of an addiction to popping pills. He's also a pusher though and for the right price he's willing to part with a few of his drugs. He's loyal and knows how to keep a secret, even when he's drugged out of his mind. He's also been known to get herself in a few messes over the years but he's persuasive and has this look of innocence, so he has a tendency to be able to talk his way out of most problems.
His parents were pretty normal people when they were still married but they split when he was ten. Since then he’s spent most of his time going back and forth between the two of them though he lives with his mother, which is why he goes to school where he does. On the weekends though he’s forced to travel down to Charleston to see his father. Of course, he isn’t force down there anymore because he could decide against it but it’s more of a habit now and he can’t seem to break the habit of going to see his dad. Other than their split, his life had been pretty normal besides the nightmares, but what kid doesn’t have nightmares every once in a while? Probably not the extent that Cain has them but he’s working on it.
Overall he’s a pretty quiet kid and that’s what keeps him out of trouble. He keeps his grades up and there’s never any question about whether or not he’s paying attention to his surroundings. He’s had a few problems here and there because of his tattoos but once he starts talking to people or if they know his background, they don’t question his persuasions and it keeps him out of trouble. As for his social life, its pretty dead. He doesn’t get mixed up with people really unless they come to him in secret over his vast array of pills. Cain is awkward when it comes to social situations and he always manages to screw things up horribly, only being good with authority figures when it comes to talking to people. He’s only ever been in one relationship and he screwed it up pretty epically early on because he is so awkward.
"
irl
ohai, my name is Allie-cat, and i'm twenty. i've been in this game for eight years yo, and you can contact me via pm, and i found this place by already got a char.[/center][/size]
It was one of those days. He felt like he had been in class for way too long and his attention was slipping. He’d already doodled all over his notebook and if he had his sketch pad with him, he knew that he would have flooded it with pages of drawings as well. But that wasn’t the case and as it was currently he was stuck in the class, annoyed with the teacher that they weren’t covering something more interesting. History had never really been his thing though. Because who cared about a bunch of old dead guys that used to own everything? They didn’t anymore and he was sure that most of them would have a heart attack if they ever laid eyes on him. So why should he give a shit about them? Asher flicked his hand up in an annoyed fashion and asked to be excused for the restroom, faking a pained expression.
As the teacher nodded his head, Ash snatched up his purse and damn near ran out the door. He definitely wasn’t going back to that class today and if they asked her would just tell them that he had died in the bathroom a bit and he was sure that’d catch his drift and stop asking questions. Of course, he just wanted to go stare at his reflection for a while and maybe find a sketch pad somewhere in this god forsaken building. He was considering a smoke in the bathroom too. What was the worst that could happen? There’d only be a few teachers on break right now that could make it to the bathroom and he doubt that any of them would come there anyway.
Asher pushed open the door to the girl’s bathroom, not even thinking twice about it. He used to go in the guys bathroom but people gave him shit about it half the time so recently he had started using the girl’s bathroom. They had nifty stalls anyway with more privacy and he liked that. He set his purse down on the counter by the sink in front of the mirror. He leaned forward to get a better look at his face and delicately ran a finger under his eyes, fixing the slightly smeared eyeliner there from wear. He sneered at himself for a moment before he pushed his hand back through his hair and shook it out, trying to give himself a bit more volume though it failed horribly.
Ash pouted slightly and snapped open his little gold purse. He pulled out his cigarette case and flipped it open. It was obvious that it was routine for him with the quick precise way he slid the cigarette out, placed it lightly between his pursed lips, and lit it up with his ed hardy lighter having lost his favorite blue lighter. He inhaled deeply and then exhaled, the puff of smoke clouding his reflection for a moment but a smile instantly brightened his face. Honestly, smoking was probably all he had needed to make it through the rest of that lame ass class.
