COSTA, stephen mitchell

[mitchell]

stephen mitchell costa
twenty four ,, green bay ,, vocalist in sixsixsix ,, bi curious ,, cocky ,, jacoby shaddix
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"so... er, how to start... well, my names stephen and i'm twenty four years old.
i enjoy meeting my fans, well, i generally just love meeting new people. some
people seem to think that i’m a major ass hole for some reason? really, though
i’m a pretty good guy, i like to think. i mean, i don’t go around picking fights or
calling people names. get in my face, though, and i’ll fuck you up. i have a big
ego, that much is certain. i mean, look at me? who wouldn’t have a huge ego
when they looked as good as this? hah! i love little kids. they make me smile,
but i’m not ready for that kind of thing yet, so i’m pretty careful about it. they
are cute and everything, but far too big of a responsibility for me when i’m so
busy all the time. maybe someday.

oh, so i grew up in green bay. really, i’m not a packers fan, but don’t tell my
parents that. anyway, it’s cold there a lot and not really all that interesting,
but it’s home. in some weird kind of way, i love it there. um, my mom passed
away from cancer when i was kid and my dad’s a jackass, so i moved out when
i was sixteen. i finished high school, only barely, and managed to get into a
local community college, but that didn’t last long. school’s not my thing, ya
know?

then i met the guys - and girl - of sixsixsix, before we were even a band, of
course, and then things set off on the right foot from there. we started our
own band and i was generally surprised about how quickly we were signed. it
was what... two years? that’s a pretty short time period if you ask me.

alright, anyway, you probably know all about our band’s history so i won’t sit
here and bore you to death about it. i guess you probably want to know more
about who i am. uh... at the moment i’m single and kind of looking, i guess. i
mean, i’m not going out and searching for a girl or anything, but yeah, it’d be
nice to have someone to call when things get to stressful. er, i guess i’m in a
kind of awkward, delayed stage in my life where i’m wondering what it would
be like to be with another guy, ya know? i mean, i’m not gay by any means,
but everyone has those times in their life when they wonder, right? girls are
great and all, but i’m in the mood for something different, something more.

i love to play live shows. seriously, it’s better than sex. no joke. it’s the most
amazing experience i’ve ever had and i would never trade it for the world. i
also love to write lyrics. i carry around this notebook with me, ya know? and i
write down whatever comes to mind. then at least once a week i make myself
sit down and sort through all of my ideas and play with words to make a new
song. then it’s a collaboration thing with the guys and then we have an idea
for the next record. i like to take a song we wrote and play it live at least once
before recording it, just to see how the fans take to it. if it’s a bust, i throw it
out. if it’s a hit, the record studio is our next stop.

i don’t know, i guess this whole being famous thing is a lot to get used to. i
mean, we’re not huge like whoa, but we’ve got a fan base that are extremely
supportive that i love a lot. without them, where the fuck would we be? hm...
if there are any fans that wanna chill, just hit me up at a gig or on my page,
i will do my best to try and get with you guys at some point.

anyway, much love. rock n’ roll and all that jazz.
stephen."





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

This was probably the stupidest thing he had done in a while. Why was he meeting up with Caleb to do the dirty when his life was finally going good with someone? Not to mention Caleb basically shattered Coby’s self esteem a few weeks back after the first time they slept together. Nonetheless, none of this appeared to stop Coby as he worked a small amount of gel through his hair and coated it with hairspray. Still, his mind was on Cole and how this would crush him if he were to find out. A wave of sadness erupted through his body and he sighed heavily, shaking his head. No, this was who he was: meeting random guys in the middle of the night for a quick fuck before running back to his bus before he was missed. It was a sad existence, but it was his life, the life he’s always known.

Finishing up with his hair and makeup, he pulled on his extremely tight jeans and pulled Cole’s hoodie on over his tank top. Zipping it up, his boyfriend’s familiar scent reached his nose and he swallowed hard, still running through the possibilities. What if Cole found out? There was no way he would understand and the last thing he could lose right now was his boyfriend. Still, he was putting him on the line for a short night of fun. Christ, was he stupid.

Slipping on his boots, he grabbed a pack of cigarettes, a small baggy of weed, and his favorite glass pipe before dashing out the door and shutting it firmly behind him. The crisp air shocked his lungs and he coughed slightly, not quite used to the cold yet. Shoving his manicured hands deep into the sweater’s pockets, he weaved his way around the busses and vans until he came upon the bus that belonged to “White Trash Party.” Taking a deep breath, he pulled out his pack and a lighter. Turning against the slight breeze, he set the cigarette on his lips and cupped his hand over it before setting a flame to the tip. Leaning his head back, he took in a deep drag and let out the smoke in a slow puff of air. Coby shoved the lighter into his pocket and reached out to the busses door, knocking lightly. The cold metal stung his skin and brought it to his mouth to blow warm air onto it as he waited for the door to open.

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