Post by tay on Jul 27, 2011 22:38:11 GMT -5
MATHIASJARREDRHODES !
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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE
[/color]OUR LIVES ARE RIBBED IN PLASTIC LOVE, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU
SHE LOVED ME TOO, HERE I AM, HERE I AM, IT'S NOT JUST YOU, SHE LOVED ME TOO
HERE I AM, HERE I AM, GONNA TAKE YOU[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
nicknames: matt, matty.
birthday: 16 august, twenty-one.
gender: male.
role: local.
sexuality: homosexual.
played by: sexy beast tom felton.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
personality: let’s get one thing straight. mathias is a cocky young man who goes by matt and, i promise you, he will not deny it. though he’s been rejected by practically everyone around him, matt is still confident in himself and his actions and behavior. some might call it being self centered. matt calls it having pride in oneself. no one else can do it for him as his family members have proved. matt’s pride has gotten him far. it’s gotten him on stage, into men’s beds and even into a blurb in a magazine once upon a time. sure, he’s slightly thick headed when it comes to picking up guys and often thinks that he’s a hot commodity. but mama always said “if you got it, flaunt it.” matt’s mom never said that, of course. but she was a bitch, anyways. of course, matt isn’t always sunshine and rainbows. when he gets drunk, he gets wild and tends to land himself in trouble. when his mother calls him a freak and a bad influence on her daughter, he gets angry and develops a temper that never seems like it could come out of such a man. when sexy men reject him, he (occasionally) wants to go home and cry. instead, he has developed a rebound reflex where he can bounce back quickly and move onto the next guy. now it’s time to break down those three sides. matt the wild child, matt the violent and matt the depressed. matt the wild child is the most common, though still not as likely to be seen as cocky, seductive and positive matt. this is the side of matt that gets really drunk when he’s had a terrible day or an amazing day. this matt breaks rules, screws men with no inhibitions and has no mind for his own security. often, he feels terrible when he wakes up the next morning sober. but he doesn’t let it haunt him long before returning to his usual self. just for the records, wild child matt was definitely the side that got him kicked out of his parent’s house. matt the violent seems to have disappeared since matt got away from his parents and their ridiculous comments about his lifestyle. he would never let his temper get a hold of him to the point where he physically harms another person, but i wouldn’t put it past him. he’s put his fist through walls, spent hours crashing cars into each other on video games and had numerous screaming matches with his father. he doesn’t enjoy being angry but sometimes his temper flares and there’s no way to stop it once it’s taken control. finally, matt the depressed. it’s a side he would never let anyone see, not even his best friend. there have been three times in his life where matt has simply broken down in the privacy of his bedroom. no one was around and he has made sure not to discuss any details of any incident with anyone else. honestly, matt would prefer no one ever know that he isn’t always happy and in his seductive mode. he does have a normal life outside of the bars, but often, this is the personality trait he relies on for defining himself.
likes: cigarettes, alcohol, indies bands, suits, briefs, men, singing, playing guitar, singing while playing guitar, one night stands, skittle vodka, all nighters, poptarts, coco cola, satire, sarcasm, laughing when others don’t get it, beer, smashing stuff…in video games, bromances, black and white movies, socializing, jet skis, hate sex, most other types of sex, action movies.
dislikes: champagne, most of his family members, exclusion, looking ragged, birds, being stereotyped, salad, being called fat, small dogs (no, like the furry kind), musicals, holidays, working, winter, school, homophobes, glitter, romantic relationships, country music, being rejected, getting stood up, being called stupid for making simple mistakes, horror movies, porn, flying.
strengths: singing (he especially thinks he’s good at it when he’s drunk), seduction & persuasion, song writing, most things involving his lower regions, comfort, holding his alcohol, bullshitting his way through tough situations, cooking, usually reliable, honest, working a room.
weaknesses: watching his mouth, too clingy when he does get involved, drinking, cigarette addiction, often rejects authority, goes after most men without many standards, advice, slightly introverted, lack of seriousness, occasional lack of common sense, is terrified of birds, working underneath someone (as in a boss, get your mind out of the gutter).
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE
[/B][/color]YOU TO THE END OF MY WORLD, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO BELIEVE IN
MYSELF, I'M GONNA FIGHT FOR THE RIGHT TO RELEASE MYSELF, RELEASE MYSELF
IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT ON AND ON[/center][/FONT][/SIZE]
father: malachai adam rhodes - forty-five - living in england - business executive.
siblings: amelia lily rhodes - thirteen - living in england - student.
significant other (s): n/a.
pets: n/a.
hometown: liverpool, england.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]
SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT
[/B][/color]ON AND ON, LOUDER AND LOUDER, IT'LL BUILD AND FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN
TO HATE, SHE SAID HERE I AM, SHE SAID HERE I AM, LOUDER AND LOUDER IT'LL BUILD AND FADE
FADE, AND SOON YOUR LOVE WILL TURN TO HATE[/center][/FONT][/SIZE][/B]
other characters here: n/a.
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RP sample:
gabe grinned, nodding his head and agreeing with henry. "we should." how fair was it for henry to call him in the middle of the night--or rather, the early morning--and gabe to have no way to reach him to tell him simply that he was going to be late for their lesson, if one would ever call it that. he did feel somewhat bad, however, when henry jumped to apologize for calling him at such a time. gabe enjoyed the one phone call he had received. though there was no way he could tell henry outright that he enjoyed talking to him (talk about destroying one's image), gabe didn't want him to have to feel guilty when he had given the man permission to call him up whenever he felt like he couldn't sleep. he had nothing against being henry's go-to guy for such things. this is the first time he'd be helping someone to sleep using non-sexual methods. he tried not to smirk at his own thoughts and glanced back towards henry. he liked the smile on henry's face as he promised to start carrying the phone around for gabe's benefit. gabe grinned back, letting his crossed arms drop to his side. "okay, i might just test you on that." he winked before turning away to make sure he had set his skateboard in a spot where it wouldn't move. gabe furrowed his brow as henry mentioned upping their lessons. hadn't he already expressed to henry how terrified he was of just fixing this bike. not only did he not want more time for his school work, but he certainly didn't want projects like this. now, if henry got creative, gabe might just be up for it. he opted for rolling his eyes at henry instead of offering up a real comment. he did jump on the statement about his mother's thoughts on his eating habits. "a lot of things you would never expect translate into diseases and disorders in my mother's mind." he loved her but she was one of those overbearing others that the orphans in movies always wished for. crazy children. or rather, crazy directors for inspiring such plot lines.
gabe pushed out his bottom lip when henry said he couldn't use his shower. "no fair. how can i do anything if you're not even in the shower with me?" he wasn't going to run around the house naked. he did value his little privacy, as well as his position as a student in the school and henry's as a teacher. if anyone saw, any hope gabe had for a relationship would be long gone. deadpanning at henry's comment, gabe stared. comedy act his ass. so much for attracting henry. he rolled his eyes again and looked away. the shower was off limits. the bedroom was off limits. at this rate, he was never going to manage to get inside the house. it was the second half of henry's comment that had him grinning. "oh, you think so? you could let me strip and know so." gabe was trying to keep his voice down. he respected the fact that henry had neighbors and that he valued his job. while his comments weren't too dirty--as they had been in the coffee shop that day--gabe was still speaking most of them in whispers. it seemed to be successful as henry was reacting to them and even replying. the grin on gabe's face was undeniable. the joking manner henry was taking on right now was an example. gabe chose not to dignify his laughing comment with a response. his next statement quickly peaked gabe's interest. "so... i just have to turn you gay and then graduate. well, that doesn't sound too hard at all." serious was not a word that entered gabe's vocabulary too often when they were on the discussion of relationships. while he wasn't totally sure that was what he would want with henry, he was not willing to just accept a one night stand if henry did ever give him into him. he put henry's fears to rest. "no... i wouldn't be up for a one night stand either." he let the statement hang in the air, leaving henry to take it however.
"i could never be your wife. i'd hate cooking for you." gabe waved his hand nonchalantly in the air. he had never been a big eater himself strictly because he was too lazy to cook for himself. there was no need to learn to cook if gabe was positive that he would be living off of ramen and grilled cheese sandwiches for the next six to ten years of his life. "i am not about to break down!" gabe snapped, chugging the rest of the drink and stumbling up the driveway to set the glass down on a bench so it would be out of the way when they started work on the bike. he glanced at henry out of the corner of his eye as he apologize for laughing. gabe stayed silent for a moment along, possibly admiring henry's body but unwilling to admit that aloud to anyone or internally to himself. he let his arms fall and turned to face henry, sighing and rolling his eyes, though it was more of a joke than anything else. "fine, i forgive you." but second later he was laughing again. gabe groaned and crossed his arms again, muttering under his breath about henry being a bastard. but even he could not deny that his heart jumped when henry said he loved him...and fell when he quickly jumped to correct himself. henry really did see him as some comedy act. didn't that kill one's pride? he realized that it had been a bit since he said anything. gabe quickly jumped on nodding and making another joke. "you better not make me pay for those parts." he grinned at the end and stepped up to stare at the bike. gabe tried to follow along with what henry was saying. keyword: tried. which bolts were they tightening and what the hell were they filling up? he just kept nodding, looking less than confident. henry handed him a spanner (what the fuck was that?). it was the first spanner gabe had ever held before. he followed henry's example, though it was hardly reassuring to hear henry say that he'd be around to make sure that gabe didn't break anything. "oh thanks," he mumbled, dropping to his knees and sitting up so he could better see what he was doing without having to bend over.
gabe quickly picked the rag back up and tossed it at henry. "excuse me for trying to look appropriate for you." he let his angry look fade to a smile and stepped forward again to go back to what he was doing. henry was right. he was dirty again in seconds. he didn't point it out, knowing henry would take it as an opening for a joke if he did. gabe focused on what he was doing as henry explained about his girlfriend. she sounded like the all american dream girl that every straight man wanted. if henry had been with someone else, he was sure the man would have included a description of his girl's assets too. gabe was glad to not have to hear about those. "sounds perfect for you," he mumbled, the strain evident in his voice as he attempted to scrape a piece of dirt from a small space. he turned around to asked henry what to do and found that the man had taken up black, oily headlights. he stood, laughing. "you're such a messy person. how does your girl deal with you?" he grabbed the rag he had tossed at henry earlier and stood on tiptoe, working some of the oil out of his hair. he stood back and surveyed his work. "i guess that's a little better. it doesn't look like mine anymore at least." he fingered a small piece of his own black locks. unlike henry, he had used a much more efficient product than motor oil. but he was quite sure the man had not yet guessed he was blonde. maybe gabe would tell him one day... or not.
gabe pushed out his bottom lip when henry said he couldn't use his shower. "no fair. how can i do anything if you're not even in the shower with me?" he wasn't going to run around the house naked. he did value his little privacy, as well as his position as a student in the school and henry's as a teacher. if anyone saw, any hope gabe had for a relationship would be long gone. deadpanning at henry's comment, gabe stared. comedy act his ass. so much for attracting henry. he rolled his eyes again and looked away. the shower was off limits. the bedroom was off limits. at this rate, he was never going to manage to get inside the house. it was the second half of henry's comment that had him grinning. "oh, you think so? you could let me strip and know so." gabe was trying to keep his voice down. he respected the fact that henry had neighbors and that he valued his job. while his comments weren't too dirty--as they had been in the coffee shop that day--gabe was still speaking most of them in whispers. it seemed to be successful as henry was reacting to them and even replying. the grin on gabe's face was undeniable. the joking manner henry was taking on right now was an example. gabe chose not to dignify his laughing comment with a response. his next statement quickly peaked gabe's interest. "so... i just have to turn you gay and then graduate. well, that doesn't sound too hard at all." serious was not a word that entered gabe's vocabulary too often when they were on the discussion of relationships. while he wasn't totally sure that was what he would want with henry, he was not willing to just accept a one night stand if henry did ever give him into him. he put henry's fears to rest. "no... i wouldn't be up for a one night stand either." he let the statement hang in the air, leaving henry to take it however.
"i could never be your wife. i'd hate cooking for you." gabe waved his hand nonchalantly in the air. he had never been a big eater himself strictly because he was too lazy to cook for himself. there was no need to learn to cook if gabe was positive that he would be living off of ramen and grilled cheese sandwiches for the next six to ten years of his life. "i am not about to break down!" gabe snapped, chugging the rest of the drink and stumbling up the driveway to set the glass down on a bench so it would be out of the way when they started work on the bike. he glanced at henry out of the corner of his eye as he apologize for laughing. gabe stayed silent for a moment along, possibly admiring henry's body but unwilling to admit that aloud to anyone or internally to himself. he let his arms fall and turned to face henry, sighing and rolling his eyes, though it was more of a joke than anything else. "fine, i forgive you." but second later he was laughing again. gabe groaned and crossed his arms again, muttering under his breath about henry being a bastard. but even he could not deny that his heart jumped when henry said he loved him...and fell when he quickly jumped to correct himself. henry really did see him as some comedy act. didn't that kill one's pride? he realized that it had been a bit since he said anything. gabe quickly jumped on nodding and making another joke. "you better not make me pay for those parts." he grinned at the end and stepped up to stare at the bike. gabe tried to follow along with what henry was saying. keyword: tried. which bolts were they tightening and what the hell were they filling up? he just kept nodding, looking less than confident. henry handed him a spanner (what the fuck was that?). it was the first spanner gabe had ever held before. he followed henry's example, though it was hardly reassuring to hear henry say that he'd be around to make sure that gabe didn't break anything. "oh thanks," he mumbled, dropping to his knees and sitting up so he could better see what he was doing without having to bend over.
gabe quickly picked the rag back up and tossed it at henry. "excuse me for trying to look appropriate for you." he let his angry look fade to a smile and stepped forward again to go back to what he was doing. henry was right. he was dirty again in seconds. he didn't point it out, knowing henry would take it as an opening for a joke if he did. gabe focused on what he was doing as henry explained about his girlfriend. she sounded like the all american dream girl that every straight man wanted. if henry had been with someone else, he was sure the man would have included a description of his girl's assets too. gabe was glad to not have to hear about those. "sounds perfect for you," he mumbled, the strain evident in his voice as he attempted to scrape a piece of dirt from a small space. he turned around to asked henry what to do and found that the man had taken up black, oily headlights. he stood, laughing. "you're such a messy person. how does your girl deal with you?" he grabbed the rag he had tossed at henry earlier and stood on tiptoe, working some of the oil out of his hair. he stood back and surveyed his work. "i guess that's a little better. it doesn't look like mine anymore at least." he fingered a small piece of his own black locks. unlike henry, he had used a much more efficient product than motor oil. but he was quite sure the man had not yet guessed he was blonde. maybe gabe would tell him one day... or not.
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