Post by Bastien Bruno on Mar 4, 2011 13:27:33 GMT -5
And yes my name is,
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I just have to know, who are you?
Bastien Balthazar Bruno
So how many years have you walked this earth?
twenty-two
Whats the exact date you began to breath?
July 26, 1987
Curiosity isn't a burden, whats your sexuality?
Closet Gay
Hm... what gender are you?
Male
So who are your friends and occupation?
Scent of Fear, Manager
You look familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?
James Franco
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This is who I am,
[/size][/font][/center]What do you like, love, or desire exactly?
Sex, boys, his brother, chocolates, red meat
And you seem to hate a lot, what do you despise?
His brother with other guys, brussel sprouts, girls, pink, girly guys
We all feel like a surge of energy lies within us.
dominance, physical strength, manipulation, management skills
Your weaknesses? Everyone has a Kryptonite.
his brother, hot guys, his friends, dogs
How do you how you see yourself?
I think that I’m hot. I work out, and I have finely tuned muscles all over my body and killer abs. I can bench 252 lbs in 10 rep sets, and I think that’s pretty damn good. I like to jog and play sports when I have the time away from my management job.
I have awesome hair that sometimes is cut short, but I like it when I can style it a bit, spiking only, none of that girly shit about fussing over your hair like it is the only thing that matters. I don’t do any of that make-up crap; that just seems a bit to girly for me.
Attitudes can kill too, what is your personality?
Well I think I’m a perfect sweetheart. I’m loveable, funny, and an all out great guy to be around. My brother, however, would probably disagree with me on that. Were you to ask him, he’d probably say that I was an overprotective jerk with a tendency to be a bit violent.
Okay, maybe a lot violent. (-_-) I don’t like other people touching what belongs to me. That goes for just about anything. Like my clothes, and anything else in my house, my brother, or my girlfriend (-cough-boyfriend-cough-). So sue me. I want things that are mine to remain mine. It’s mine bitches, back the fuck off.
How do you usually dress?
Eh, casual I suppose. I don’t like to get overly dressy. It’s just a waste of time in my opinion. After all why bother to get dressed up for shit? You look how you look, and I think those who spend untold amounts of time on their appearance are just procrastinators. How else would you describe someone who is late to everything because they had to fix their hair?
When I go out someplace, I am always on time, and my date better damn well be ready on time. I may spike my hair, which takes all of five minutes, casual button-down shirts, t-shirts, and tanks. And pants? Jeans. I don’t own any dress slacks, to stiff and itchy. Jeans, all the way baby. Oh, and I don’t do make-up.
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My past is nothing special,
[/size][/font][/center]And your parents are?
domenica anne Bruno – fifty-one – fashion designer
robert Nicholas Bruno – deceased - businessman
Did you have someone to argue with when you were younger?
riley Alexander Bruno – twenty – drummer (scent of fear) – crush
Any wild animals running around your house?
Just my brother
So I wanna know about your past, present, and maybe even future?
Not much about my life that isn’t already known, but I suppose if you’re just dumbasses who can’t use the internet, I’ll go ahead and explain it to you. I'm three years older then my brother, who in case you didn't know, is gay. He says he's bisexual, but I don't see him out there doing any chicks. Of course, he's totally a hoe, but that's beyond the point. We were talking about me, weren't we? Anyway. I've always known what my assets are, my looks, my strength, my ability to lead. Hell, I had 12 years with dad learning management skills, so I guess it was only natural that when he died, I kind of took over that role in the family. Mom was far to busy with her designing to actually give a shit about what went on at home, who her baby was bringhing home after school.
'Course, I knew there wasn't shit I could do to stop him. I myself had... noticed males before and knew that they were damn well attractive, but maybe I wanted a different path for my little brother. I knew that I liked guys when I was in middle school on the wrestling team. Damn did I catch hell for that, actually got kicked off the team because one of the other guys sweared I molested him. Jerk. I told my parents I quit. Of course, only a day after that, I got suspended. Lame. Was it my fault that the dude was stupid enough to run in to a wall? I think not. But apparently, I "pushed" him. I was placed in anger management by my school counselor. Idiots, the whole lot of them, really. But oh well, off of that shall we? Yes. Good.
When Riley entered in to high school, and started his little band, I had to become the manager. Got to keep an eye on RiRi after all. And whatever hoes he was doing. Seriously, does he not get how dangerous it is to sleep with random ass people? I tend to stick with my two. My pretty little boyfriend, who naturally I can't tell anyone about. 'Course, that doesn't make him any less mine. And my hot girlfriend. Who is publically and totally mine. So hands off bitches. My reputation lies on the knowledge that Kassie will never know about Cam. And that Cam keeps his cocksucker shut. I don't need him blabbing about every little damn thing in my personal life. But yeah, my life in a nutshell. You want more? Tough shit. My life is my own.[/size]
Who are you exactly,
[/size][/font][/center]And so who are you really?
Moi.
So your how old again?
Twenty-One
You've been roleplaying for how long?
A bunch
How many other characters do you have?
HA!
Hm... anything else I should know?
.... -licks-
