PHILLIPS, dylan alexander

[dylan]

DYLANALEXANDERPHILLIPS !

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RAINBOW SHIRTS RIBBED IN ACID LOVE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: dylan alexander phillips .
nicknames: none.
age: twenty two.
gender: male.
role: college student.
sexuality: straight.
played by: devin oliver.[/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: Dylan is your typical “tall, dark and handsome” guy. Standing a solid six feet tall, his shaggy brown hair falls unkempt in his eyes. His built is a little on the scrawny side due to his unconventional eating habits and lack of desire to formally work out and visit the gym. A humbled attitude gives him a slight hunch when he’s embarrassed or when he’s on the spot. When he’s genuinely happy, his smile has no trouble taking over his entire face and reaching his eyes; and don’t forget those adorable dimples. Dylan’s fashion sense is extremely simple, mainly because he’s a guy and incredibly lazy to try and match clothes or pick out outfits. Usually, he settles for jeans and a fitted deep v or a band shirt with some form of skate shoe or another.
personality: Dylan is incredibly goofy. If anything he’s the typical class clown out of all of his friends. He comes off as super happy all of the time and tries to make people laugh at his expense. The boy has no trouble making fun of himself when he’s clumsy or when he does something stupid, which is quite often. His serious side hasn’t really emerged because he never had to be serious before so that part is still under construction. Dylan bounces around, fighting frowns and other evil doers. He likes to party without a real sense of reality or consequence. Many are attracted to his good mood since it rubs off but it stops there. Sometimes he tries to convince his friends to partake in some random, reckless idea and most of the time it works. However, all of this silliness prevents him from having a real relationship because he can’t really focus on that right now and he doubts he ever really could.
likes: music, parties, dancing, trouble, outdoors, bonfires, friends, family.
dislikes: fish, cold, sports, toolbags, pcs, heartbreaks, headaches.
strengths: school, persuading, getting into trouble.
weaknesses: cute shy girls, quantum physics, alcohol.
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TO THE END OF TOMORROW, I WILL TAKE

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: dorothy helen phillips.
father: walter john phillips.
siblings: melissa anna phillips.
significant other (s): n/a.
pets: simple.
hometown: williamsburg, virginia .
brief history: Dylan grew up on a rather massive plantation in Williamsburg. His parents were extremely well off and so his childhood was actually very easy. He had everything he ever wanted but over the years, he learned that material things didn’t make him happy. Making other people happy made him the happiest and so that’s what he did. One of his best friends, Jason Moore didn’t have the best childhood as his father was extremely abusive to Jay and his sister, Taylor. Dylan spent a lot of time trying to cheer Jay up and looking out for the two. Sometimes it was incredibly hard to make his friend crack a smile but he tried his hardest. His house was always opened to his friends and he tried to help out the best he could. In high school, he and Jay formed a band and did some light touring. For the most part it was a mild success but pressure from his parents made him rethink his priorities and so he buckled down enough to attend college. Problems with concentration hindered his first semester so he didn’t do as well as he was expected to. A few weeks later, he was formally diagnosed with a slight case of ADHD and was prescribed drugs to help him with it. Dylan doesn’t really like the way his meds make him feel and so generally, he doesn’t take them. The few times he does, he’s a completely different person who hardly smiles and laughs. [/ul][/SIZE][/FONT]

SAY, HERE I AM, IT WENT ON AND ON, IT WENT

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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]

[/COLOR][/B]: lit.
other characters here: none.
best way to reach you: pm.
RP sample:

Braeden was glad to be out and about. It had been a while since he took a minute to breathe and actually enjoy himself. It was weird not being at home worrying about the next deadline or what shift he had to cover at work tomorrow. It was nice being able to get away from life’s stresses and actually have a good time. Perhaps he should schedule more nights like this, he needed something stable so that he could unwind and release all of the tension he had been holding on to all week long. Maybe it was the café producing the effect or maybe it was his choice of company. Taylor just seemed like an ordinary girl who was happy, bubbly, and just glad to be alive. He didn’t think that it was her bouncy attitude producing this effect on him, but anything was possible. Brey enjoyed the relaxing feeling while it lasted because before he knew it, the girl across from him was spewing quick sentences and laughing. Since he was more of the laid back, quiet good guy that always finished last, he didn’t know what to make of this and question what he had gotten himself into. Obviously, he wasn’t used to dealing with this kind of thing so he didn’t really know how to react to her. He hoped that she wouldn’t mind that he was a man of few words.

As he thought back, he remembered Taylor clearer. She was always laughing and having a good time, making friends with strangers and just being loved by everyone. Honestly, he was a bit jealous of her social skills. He wasn’t able to be so friendly or likable. Why? Brey had the “good guy curse.” No one wanted an intellectual gentleman, they wanted the bad boy with the criminal record. It wasn’t something Brey could compromise on; he certainly wouldn’t change for anyone. Perhaps it was his hardheadedness that warded off everyone else or maybe it was something else completely. Maybe Braeden was just ugly or unattractive in every way possible. It didn’t matter though because he could be incredibly cynical and sour at times and no one wanted to deal with that. He was unpleasant and appeared to hate life sometimes but that was just his teenage angst lasting way longer than it really should have.

I wouldn’t say loudest, probably more liveliest. Of course Brey remembered that, it was one of the reasons why he liked her. He listened to her getting ready on a short notice predicament and nodded. I’m sure you do. Most girls jump at the chance when a guy invites them out so naturally, time constraints are a valid issue. I suppose one must learn to adapt to such problems and deal accordingly. He was always proper, even with his girlfriend at home. Braeden took a bite of some cookie as she continued to ramble. Silly girl. I don’t think I’ll have a problem with somewhere more lively so long as you don’t make me do anything horrid like dance or something. I can see you’re already filling your head with ideas. It’s not very nice, you know. Braeden teased, shaking his head lightly. First you don’t remember me and now you’ve got yourself thinking. What did I get myself into really, huh Tay?

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