Post by Bentley on Jul 15, 2011 17:17:18 GMT -5
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Hey, you've reachedVAMP.
I'm kind of busy at the moment, seeing as I'm a SEVENTEEN YEAR OLD
stud muffin who's probably off playing with; YOU KNOW WHO.
I know, I'm one sexy GIRL, but don't worry.
If it's an emergency you can HOLLA at me.
BENTLEY MATHEW WELSH[/b][/color]
I Don't Wanna Be - Gavin Degraw[/color]
HIGHWAY TO HELL[/b][/color]
“NO STOP SIGNS, SPEED LIMITS, NOTHING’S GONNA SLOW ME DOWN”[/center]
FULL NAME: Bentley Mathew Welsh
NICKNAMES: B, Bent, BMW.
AGE: 17
SEXUALITY: Heterosexual
GROUP: Student
OCCUPATION: Student during the day, badass drummer at night.[/color]
YOU SHOOK ME ALL NIGHT LONG
[/b][/color]“HAD ME FIGHTING FOR AIR, SHE TOLD ME TO COME, BUT I WAS ALREADY THERE”[/center]
FACE CLAIM: Tyler Blackburn
HAIR COLOR: Black
EYE COLOR: Brown
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: His long hair,
POWERS:
- Elemental Generation
- Elemental Manipulation
- Photographic Memory
- Vigor
HOUSE: Casa Bela [/color]
THIS HOUSE IS ON FIRE
[/b][/color]“YOU’VE GOT ME BURNING AND BURNING, YOU’VE GOT ME TOSSING AND TURNING”[/center]
LIKES: Drumming, Motorcycles, Girls, Music, Life, His brother, Playing in a band.
DISLIKES: Death, Controlling people, People who think they know him, Rude People, Assholes.
STRENGTHS: He's been known to hold his own n a fight.
WEAKNESSES: His past, Opening up to people.
DEEPEST DESIRES: To be a rockstar, Open up to someone.
PERSONA: Bentley was never an open person. Only his brother knew his secrets and understood him. Most people thought he was just a quiet rich boy with a weird taste in clothes that made him look...not rich. He just likes to keep to himself for the only reason that if he opens up that he would actually have to care about someone else.
He is rebellious to people who point out his flaws or his lack of social skills....and especially if they talk about his past or family. He had been known to break a couple of knuckles and fingers on a few guys faces just for the plain fact that he wasn't liking the way they handled themselves around him.
Although he hs a hard ass exterior on the inside he just wants someone to talk to, and a crowd to preform for.
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UP TO MY NECK
[/b][/color]“I’VE BEEN UP TO MY NECK IN PLEASURE, UP TO MY NECK IN PAIN”[/center]
HOME TOWN: Las Vegas, Nevada
PARENTS: Mother: Lecia Welsh, 47
Father: Aiden Welsh, 46
SIBLINGS: Jesse Welsh, Deceased.
OTHER: His putbull puppy; Sugar
HISTORY: Bright lights, fancy resturants; everything anyone ever wants. This family had it all. His mother was a back up singer for Cher's show in Las Vegas and before that was a headline dancer in her younger years. Not only did his mother rack in money so did his father. Being a casino owner had that affect. Meaning the two Welsh brothers got it all.
What they wanted they got. And the fact that they lived in the penthouse of their dads casino meant that their parents were never too far away. The brothers were close, and yet gave each other lots of space. After all Jesse was two years older than Bentley so they wanted different things.
That didn't stop them from coming to one another when they had a problem. Girls, kids at school...they talked about it all. The only thing that really set them apart, besides their age, was that Jesse was into soccer, and Bentley was into music.
Jesse was the best soccer player Bentley had ever seen and it was very aparent when he got into highschool how much his brother ruled the school. He had it all. The popular hot girl, the great grades, and the heart of a saint. His smile never faltered and yet he was never a jerk to anyone. Bentley wasn't so social. He liked his group of friends he met in shop fixing up a motorcycle.
They all had a passion for rock music. Which led to the creation of their band 'Last Fall'. While Bently was finding his passion in a drumset his brother was taking the soccer team to state and getting offers from all the best colleges in the world. That was why no one expected what happened next.
One friday afternoon after band rehearsal Bentley came waltzing into his families penhouse knowing good well no one else was home. His mother had a show. His dad was hosting a poker tourney down stairs. And his brother had soccer practice until 7. That was why he was shocked when he heard the t.v. in his brothers room on.
He walked in to find his brother lying on his bed, note in hand, bottle of their moms pain killers and vodka on his nightstand. Bentley broke. He was never the most social person, but he definently wasn't social now. He broke away from everyone. His parents, his band, his whole life. He grabbed all the money he could find, stole the motorcycle he fixed in shop class and decided to leave.
He didn't know where he was going until he got there. New York City. He didn't know why, but that was where he ended up and that was where he was going to stay. No one was going to take over his life like they did his brother...the only good person still around was gone. And now he was out here to face the city that never sleeps alone...
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GONNA GETTCHA, HELLS BELLS
[/b][/color]“IF YOU’RE INTO EVIL, YOU’RE A FRIEND OF MINE”[/center]
HOW DID YOU FIND US?
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