RHODES, ADONIS JAY ( done. )

[adonis]

adonis jay rhodes.
twenty three ,, dublin, ireland ,, with an urgency/manager ,, bisexual ,, optimistic ,, jordan witzigreuter
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"ohh uhh... i`m doni -- oh! adonis. adonis jay rhodes. HA! felt like james bond for a second. anyway... that`s my full name. i`m the manager for an amazing super awesome supercalifragilisticexpi-- however you spell that, band named with an urgency. check them out, yo. oh and jay... isn`t like a letter that stands for something. it`s my middle name. jay. j-a-y. so please don`t ask what the 'j' stands for. my mom... is obsessed with greek mythology. serious. i have a brother named dionysus and a sister named athena. she`s nuts about it. my dad is greek.... and pretty much all up her ass so he didn`t care unless he got to give us middle names. and all our middle names are crazy simple. mine is jay, my brother`s is ace, and my sister`s is jude.

my nicknames... i usually go by doni. but i`ll answer to jay, rhodey... doesn`t really matter much to me. oh! i`m twenty three! turned it on janurary first. YUP! i was born on new years! i... dunno why i`m excited to be twenty-three though... i`m already past the legal drinking age.. and this is just a reminder that i`m getting old..

i`ve been told that i`m really shy.... which i think is BOGUS. i mean, it takes a little -- like a few minutes or hours -- for me to warm up to people... but after the warming up, i`m probably one of the biggest dorks ever. i love to joke around and play pranks on people and all that jolly stuff... anyway, i get attached to people a little fast. not clingy attached, though. when i make friends i like to spend time with them, at first to get to know them better, then to form that bond, you know? then, sooner or later that person is in my group of homies. and when it comes to relationships... well, i guess you`d have to ask my previous partners, huh?

my mom says i`m too forgiving, too trusting. i always give people the benefit of doubt but i can`t help it. i believe in second chances and sometimes third chances; but you must know that chance number three is my limit. but, there`s some good inside of everybody, just takes some time to find them out. wow. that was the most... rainbows, glitter, and unicorns thing i think i`ve ever said. amazing. anyway, my dad says my temper is loopy. when i do get mad, it`s like afucking volcano eruption. i let everything build up -- a very bad habit, i`ll admit -- then i go nutso. i think i got it from my dad but he denies it. i could go through a whole list of what people say about me but that`d probably take up too much in this thing and that`s no bueno, right? right.


so, i was born in ireland, right? started lived there for about seven or eight years. that`s why you can hear the slight accent in my voice. anyway; my parents moved us to california. that`s where i lived throughout all of my schooling years. except around my junior year of high school; i was the lead vocalist in a band... we got signed and things were pretty perfect for a while. we hit it pretty damn big and the music life was great to us -- and the money wasn`t bad at all. when i was about twenty, the band fell apart because of some drug issues within the group. our drummer and guitarist were always high on something... whatever they could get. it screwed up everything... but anyway; after all that, i used my connections within the record label the band was with to get myself a job signing and promoting bands and whatnot.

so they started paying me to go around and find solid bands and musicians that were talented enough to make a wave in the music industry. and i`ve been doing that ever since. i found with an urgency about six or seven months ago. i thought they were absolutely amazing. so i worked hard to get them an awesome deal so they`d be set for life with their music careers -- or at least set for as long as they wanted to be -- and since i was there from the start, the label pretty much hired me to be their manager. there`s nothing in the world i wouldn`t do for that band. they`re amazing and i haven`t let anybody -- not even the record label that signs my checks -- fuck them over and i won`t ever let it happen. "





^{hey, so i'm simba. i've been roleplaying for about four years now. as well as this character, i also play no one yet. you can reach me by pm if you need me for anything. i found PERFECT DYSFUNCTION by site hopping, really and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

“Hold on… hold on...” Adrian stopped singing for a second and watched as a security guard manhandled a fan that had been just slightly leaning over the railing. He had been watching the crowd, obviously. The fan just wanted to get a little closer to the scene; there wasn`t anything wrong with that, right? Plus the security guard was like seven times bigger than the kid. “Hey you fucker! Leave him alone! What the fuck is your problem?” He glared at the security guard when he let the dude go to talk shit. “Me?” Addy pointed directly at the security guard. “Yeah, you, motherfucker. You`re the one I was looking at right? Let him be. He`s tryna have a good fucking time like the rest of the people here and you`re being a dick. Chill out.” He said angrily. By then the band stopped playing, their bassist moved over to the edge of the stage and watched the security guard be an all-out dick. The two of them exchanged looks as the security guard called Addy out. “You wanna see me after the—Dude, fuck you. I`ll meet you right after this set, you pinheaded cunt.” Adrian flipped him off then instantly went back into the song they`d been singing. Soon, his band`s time on stage was over.

Adrian walked off stage and as soon as he hit the last step the dumbass security guard stepped in front of him like he was supposed to be scared. Without even exchanging words, Adrian knocked him right in the mouth. The scuffle started there and ended with Addy busting the guy`s nose before one of the bodyguards came and pushed the two apart from each other. Adrian grinned a bloody grin, from getting his lip busted, then turned and started walking away after realizing how hungry he was. Before he walked away, of course, he turned and signed a few autographs for his fans and then finally walked away, spitting out blood here and there. He pulled out his cellphone and sent a quick text to Esme, inviting her to chill, have lunch, and watch a set or two with him. He was a bit surprised when he got back an answer accepting his invitation; but he sent back that he had to go to his bus really quickly before they met up. And he did just that.

After a quick trip to the tour bus of MAKEDAMNSURE to get a towel and clean up his lip; Adrian did a little blow then jumped out the tour bus and made his way over towards the merch tents where the rest of the band were. When he got there, he grabbed one of the guitars and began strumming and playing and singing one of their songs while occasionally posing to take pictures with passing fans and signing some autographs. Today would be a pretty good fucking day. He played music for some fans, got in a fight with a security guard that would, no doubt, be on some blogs and sites soon; and probably on the front of some tabloids. He was about to go get some food, but first he would hang out with his bandmates and some fans. What the hell could make this a bad day? Nothing, right? Of fucking course.

Addy pulled out his phone and checked the time before looking around for Miss Esme Caine, his lunch buddy. He looked over at Barney, after a minute and grinned. “I feel like dancing. Let`s hit up a club or party tonight.” He laughed when Barney was immediately down for it. That was his fucking cousin; always down for a good party and the perfect opportunity to meet and greet and get laid. He fist bumped with his cousin then proceeded to play the acoustic guitar as loudly as he could while singing a slowed down and dramatic version of an upbeat La Bonita Banditas song he spent the day before making Molly Rae teach him. All the while keeping both of his contact covered eyes looking out for Esme Caine.

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