KINGLEY, Asher philips

[asher]

asher philips kingley.
twenty ,, Vegas ,, midnight's cry// singer- guitar,, straight ,, corky ,, trace cyrus
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Name:Asher Philip Kingley
Nicknames: Ash
Age: Twenty years old
Birthday: March 31th
Profession: guitarist for Shoot for the teams
Signed: yup
Genre: rock

Asher is six foot three inches tall and has a slim figure. Ever since he was little he has been small and his mother use to call him a bag of bones because of how skinny he appears. But nothing he does can help him gain weight. He could eat all day and he wouldn’t gain a single pound. After a while Asher just accepted it and stopped bothering with trying. Instead he started to work out and now he has muscle tone through out his body which makes his looks a lot better. Another thing that stands out about Asher is that he has a lot of tattoos and that they are very colorful. His arms, chest, legs, hand, and some other places only a few know about. All different and all mean different things.
He dyes his dark brown hair black at times and leaves his hair long. Now it is touching his shoulders and looks choppy but the longest he has had it was to the middle of his back. He has piercing crystal blue eyes in a almond shape with dark long lashes. He defiantly looks different than your average and he likes that about himself.

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Cheesy-
It is completely rare to see Ash without a smile glued to his face. Most would say that is one of his trademarks, his sparkling smile. He makes it look so natural, and it seems to be contagious. Anyone he is around just seems to be smiling the whole time. He actually finds it rather flattering in a way. It makes him feel like he is making someone’s day that much easier because he could make them smile and laugh.

Mister funny guy-
Another thing heis known for is his sense of humor. He tends not to take things to serious and lighten up. And by doing so he makes jokes and sarcastic remarks to his friends or customers. Mostly they end up being corny, but it gets the job done because everyone ends up laughing or chuckling at best. Life is to short to use it stick up and stressed.

Goof Ball-
If you ask any of his friends they would all laugh and say he was crazy. He is very theatrical. He is constantly making funny gestures and jumping on top of deskes, busting into a crazy dance. Tripping over his feet and rolling across the floor. Just plain crazy. Over the top and he manages to pull it off. But it can get a bit annoying to much people who aren't use to Asher.

Romantic-
A lot of people don’t even know this side of Ash exist. Because he has never really had reason to use his romantic side. Yeah he has dated but he has never really wanted to overly impressed a girl. There was one but we won't go there So… he watches some chick flicks and takes some notes…wondering if the girl would even like then. But he is pretty creative so he thought of some of his own and can’t wait to use them sometime

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Asher grew up a semi normal life. He was born and raised in Las Vegas while his father was a profession singer at one of the casinos and his mother was a manager at one of the nightclubs. Ok, so it wasn’t really normal. But they loved him and tried to spend time as a family as much as they could on their busy work week. As he got older his father taught him how to play guitar and to sing. He has been playing since he was 12 years old. When he got into high school he meet a few new people and discovered that they were in a band. After a while he became good friends with the lead singer and stopped by to watch them practice. One night when Asher was there watching, the group got in a heated argument and the lead guitar quit, taking his shit and left. So that night after he went home he got a call from the lead singer asking Ash if he wanted to try out for the lead guitar. The next thing he knows he was in the band and writing songs.
Because he was so busy helping his band he didn’t meet a lot of new people at school until one day he meet Kris in the hallway. He walked face first into her open lock and ended up getting a bloody nose. Thankfully she was nice enough to walk him to the nurse and sit with him for a bit while they waited for his nose to stop bleeding. After that he began to talk to her whenever he spotted her in the halls and after a while they started to hang out side of school. She wasn’t girly like most girls and he liked that about her. After about a year things between them were great. They were best friends and always spent time together. One night Kris carried Asher to a party at a friends and he got a little bit drunk, drunk enough that Kris had to drive him home and carry him upstairs to his bedroom. That was when Asher did something stupid… he kissed her. He doesn’t remember why he did it but when she didn’t push him off he couldn’t help but feel happy.
A few days after that night they finally sat down to talk about what had happened. He apologized for making such a bold move but wasn’t sorry for kissing her. So Kris gave the word and they began to date. He took her to the movies and they wrote songs with each other. Things were great. But there was only one problem. Asher was a guy…a teenage boy… and Kris was a virgin. And she felt strongly about waiting. At first it was ok with Asher but after a year of dating she still was waiting. He felt like she didn’t love him or was ashamed of him or something. Finally one night when he was over at Kris house listening to her music that she put together he asked her about it. It ended up turning into a huge argument and he remember getting so mad, even thought that Kris was cheating that he finally snapped. He let out a frustrated yell and blacked out for a second. But when he heard the loud smack his mind went blank. His eyes widen when he saw Kris holding the side of her face and tears falling from her eyes. He hit her. He …hit her. He never wanted that to happen. He wasn’t a violent person. He just froze for a second before taking off out of her house.
The following week he finally returned back to school and caught Kris in the empty hall. He tried to apologize but she cut him off, telling him that she never wanted to see him again and that they were over. Heartbroken he left school and dropped out the next day. Since then he had put all his force into his band and started to play gigs.

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Ethan found himself walking back to his campus from his uncle’s with his hands buried in the pockets of his black zip-up hoody. His fingers fidgeting with the pack of smokes hidden inside. In his mind he wondered if he should pull them out and light one up, but he pushed the thought aside. He only had a few left and he didn’t feel like buying any any time soon. His eyes drifted up to the multi-colored sky as it started to turned dusk and the air started to chill. The strip was already crowded and within the next hour or so everyone would slip out into the night air. Gotta love Las Vegas. It was the weekend so he didn’t have to worry about stumbling into class with a hangover the next morning. A hand reached up to scratch at his chin as he tried to think of what it was that he wanted to do tonight. Maybe do some drinking… and he had a few dollars in his pocket so the possibilities were endless of what he could do in the strip.

Only problem was…he has no one to do it with. He has only been in class for a few weeks now and only moved here from Dublin a few months ago. So all in all… he doesn’t really know anybody yet. With a heavy sigh he kept walking forward. Who knows. He might meet someone new tonight. He like to think he was a friendly person. First thing first though… he needed to get back to his dorm and take a shower and get ready. Right now he looked like a bum. Ethan headed in the direction of his campus and made his way through the crowds of people on the street.

It wasn’t long till he was back on campus and as he made his way to the area of his dorm he could already see some people heading out for a night on the town. Seemed like everyone had the same idea. Quickly he headed upstairs to his room and unlocked the door. As he made his way to his bathroom he unzipped his hoody and threw it on the bed. His roommate was nowhere in sight, so he just guessed he already went out or was working. The thought slipped his mind as he stepped inside of his bathroom and shut the door behind him. As he started to remove his clothes he turned on the warm water, letting the shower warm up before jumping in. Once he was finished he stepped out of his shower and wrapped a dark blue towel around his waist, making his way back into his room. As the water dripped off his body he made his way to his dresser and pulled out a pair of black jeans and a pair of boxers. Quickly he wiped off the remaining water from his body and slipped on his clothes.

After about a half hour of getting ready he was finally leaving his room. As he made his way through his door he locked it behind him. Stuffing his wallet in his back pocket, he hurried back down stairs. The strip wasn’t too far so he decided to just walk, pulling out his pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. His feet headed forward to the strip as he placed a cigarette between his lips and lit it. Slowly he inhale before he holding the cigarette between his index finger and middle at his side. As he exhaled the thick smoke twisted in the night air. He felt the nicotine course through his body and chilled him out a bit. Ahead of him he could already start to see the lights of the Vegas strip. Ethan quickened his step as he got closer and once he finished his cigarette he put it out on the ground. Once he found the nightclub he was looking for he stepped behind a group of people waiting to get in.

While he was waiting he went ahead and pulled out his wallet from his back pocket and slipped out his ID card that he got when he moved here. His eyes glancing over the plastic card and smirked at his horrible picture. When he looked back up he saw the group was moving inside, so he stepped up to the bouncer and showed him his ID. After a minute of the buff dude looking over his card he handed it back to Ethan and moved his head to tell Ethan to go ahead inside. With a nod of thanks he made his way inside, keeping his ID in hand as he made his way to the bar. With ease he slipped onto a stool and waved over a bartender. “Let me get a Heinekin” He said over the music while handing over his ID.

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