Post by june on Oct 11, 2010 12:51:34 GMT -8
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june marie keller.
twenty one ,, las vegas ,, a starboard story / photographer ,, heterosexual ,, tomboy ,, amanda mink
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" Hey there, it's June Marie Keller here, and I'm the photographer for the band A Starboard Story. I've been doing photography since I was fifteen, and I actually planned on majoring in photography in college, but that didn't happen. Instead, I decided to tour with A Starboard Story and catch them in their craziest moments. It's probably one of the wisest decisions I've ever made - I mean, I'm twenty one and making more money than my dad. There's days where I wish I could go back and get an education, sure, but honestly, if I could re-do my life over, I definitely wouldn't change working for the band. They're the coolest people I know, and they're the most special to me, as well. We're like a family.
A lot of men describe me as the perfect girl because whenever I have a day off, all I do is plop down on the couch and play Modern Warfare 2. I play fight with my friends a lot, and my TiVo is full of Mixed Martial Arts recordings. I fit right in with the guys that I'm touring with, it's practically insane. I'm the kind of girl who sits there late at night, laughing with my friends at fart and that's what she said jokes. I'm really into BMX and motocross, but I haven't actually done any of it in a few years. I've lost my touch, pretty much. The way I think isn't like the regular girl - I don't wear Hollister or Pacific Sunwear, I mostly stick to Hot Topic and Zumiez for my apparel. I don't pick out the guy who like they're models, I like my men with imperfections, thanks.
At the age of twenty one, I'm a chronic drinker. I drink at least one glass of wine a day, and I usually take a few shots after the shows. There's always so much adrenaline pumping through me after watching the bands preform that I need it. My body craves the alcohol and begs for it to be in my system. Hell - it helps me sleep after a long day of nothing.
I'm pretty chill for the most part - I mean, honestly, who can hang out with the band and NOT be amazing? Their energy just completes me. I'm not normally really hyper, but I do get excited easily. I go out of my way to help people, and I donate to charity a lot when I get the chance. I can be so sweet to people, but I've learned that's not always best. There's a lot of users and social butterflies out there that will suck the life out of you and make you a nobody, so I try to stay away from them. If you're one of those kiddos - I'll probably become the biggest bitch once I discover it. If you mess with me or any of my friends, I'll challenge you to a wrestling match and chances are, I'll win.
I was born on October 30th, and growing up I thought it'd be so cool if I was born on Halloween. My life has always been filled with music, seeing as how my dad was a big rock and roll junkie. I grew up listening to bands like Led Zepplin, KISS, Aerosmith, Metallica, and Pantera. At the age of ten, I was pretty much the most hardcore kid at my elementary school. Come on, what fifth grader listens to PANTERA?! Anyway, my brothers also had a lot of influence on me and my taste. I had two brothers, one named Rodger Scott Keller, and another named Faye Paul Keller. Rodger had the biggest influence over me. He used to play video games a lot with me, taught me how to work my first DSLR camera, bought me a laptop and photoshop, and even got me into Travis Pastrana(the reason why I adore BMX and motocross). Unfortunately, he died from lung cancer last year, and he's the reason why I don't smoke cigarettes. He was only twenty six, and I couldn't function for a while after that. He was my hero.
When I graduated, I was really interested in going to some University in California. Unfortunately, I didn't have any money and being fresh out of high school, there weren't many job opportunities for me that paid well. I started working at a coffee shop, and eventually I put out an ad for a band photographer. Four or five bands later, I found A Starboard Story. They just so happen to be the best thing that's ever happened to me."
hey, so i'm sarah. i've been roleplaying for seven years now. as well as this character, i also play none. you can reach me by pm is fine if you need me for anything. i found PERFECT DYSFUNCTION by ad on caution and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:Yet again, she gave him a pill. Roy took the pill, and decided to please her by putting it in his mouth. He honestly did not want to take it, but if it meant making Emily at least somewhat happy with his decisions, by all means he would. He gulped quickly, guzzling the pill down dry. He then heard her next words, which quickly left him puzzled far past confusion. Stable to make what, exactly? If she meant love or babies, he would of course tap that in an instant. But it could be anything else in the world with Emily - make trouble, make potions, make happiness, make a commercial. He didn't have a clue what she could have meant, and he was extremelly curious now as to what she wanted to be stable for.
"Baby, make what, exactly? Just curious," his words were deemed more caring now, and honest.
Roy took her hand, tracing all the little indentions and wrinkles. He loved her hands, without a doubt. He adored hands in general, to be honest, but he loved everything about Emily. He hair, her body, her eyes, her hands, her nails. He even loved every vein and every artery in her body. He couldn't resist them. Roy found Emily absolutely beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, breathtaking, the whole pinata. He honestly did care for her, more than anyone would ever know.
Roy had had his fair share of girlfriends with insanity issues. He didn't like the idea of pills, he thought people should act naturally around others instead of needing medication to control themselves. Oh, and his last girlfriend, before Emily? He had wrote her a song right after they had sex, and played it for her on her birthday. After that day, he never saw her again. He didn't love her as much as he loved Emily, but heartbreak always hurts. If Emily had left him as Roy had left her, he'd be destroyed inside, with a zero percent chance of repair.
His eyes opened after the kiss. Roy's eyes trailed from her gorgeous eyes down to her nose as he pecked it lightly, the cutest kiss ever. "Oh, and Emily, darling, I love you so much. I'm so sorry. I'll apologize forever if I have to. You mean the world to me. You're so adorable, stunning even. I don't know what I'd do without you. I love you, I love you, I love you. You make me crazy," he blurted out, without realizing that there was a slight possibility that the drama between him and Emily could've led to his little insanity issue, but even if he had caught that, he would've doubted it. Love could make anyone crazy, but his affection for Emily was way past love.
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