Post by ryan on Aug 14, 2012 18:25:36 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 250px; overflow:auto; border-left: 10px solid #657f86; background: #FCFEF5; opacity: 0.8; border-top-right-radius:60px; border-bottom-left-radius:60px;] ryan andrew price  twenty|| level 2 || drug addiction|| andy biersack|| male nicknames: ryan, orientation: straight age/dob: twenty and october second member group:level two anything else?: n/a. personality: There's only way to describe Ryan and that is insane. Not in a literal sociopath sense but if you talked to him you'd definitely think he's off his rocker. The truth is, the only thing thats wrong with him is his temper and addiction. Anything else he says isn't disorder-based. He's just one of the most offensive people you'll ever meet. Most people don't know how to handle Ryan. He has many things going on in his head at once. Ryan almost seems like a contradiction. On one end he's telling you to fuck off and that he hates you and on the other he's getting a girl flowers. Ryan may be nice to some people but he's definitely not someone who's nice. brief history: Ryan Andrew Price's life started out complicated from the very start. At the age of seven, he witnessed the murder of his mother. That started it all. Growing up with that picture in his head and being raised by only his dad things were complicated. Ryan had to grow up as fast as possible and when he was fourteen he cop-ed out. He wasn't mature enough. Ryan couldn't do it and he turned to something he had seen and heard of people doing when they couldn't deal. Sex and drugs. Growing up having sex, doing drugs and drinking a ton he was stressing his father out who was getting together with his now fiance, Anne. Ryan now finds himself here. roleplay sample: Zelda was scared for today. Everything that had happened in the last few years had shocked her. There was always going to be those two main shocks of her life. The shock of her kidnapping and being taken to a place she'd stay for two years of her life and the shock of being free. The shock that she made herself free. That she had actually went forward and helped herself for once. It was something that she wasn't use to. She had always been doing things for other. Emma Matthews, her mother, had constantly made her study and it was to please Emma. When she was kidnapped she listened to what he said, it was to make him happy. For some reason, she enjoyed his approval. At the same time, she was fairly numb to it. She was hurt and had came on the tour to get away from it. River had been asked why she was on the tour. Zelda just felt more comfortable not being in one place. The still-ness of her house had scared her. She was scared and she hated it. Fear wasn't something that was new to her. Fear felt like an old friend at this point. "No, that's all.." Zelda sighed. Today was terrible so far. She walked on the shore of the beach, shoeless with a woman. She had short red hair and pale, freckled skin. Zelda had asked about one hundred questions before agreeing to tell the story again. Zelda knew this was something she was going to have to do for a long time. One thing Zelda knew for a fact that this woman wasn't the press. She was part of the government who worked for missing or stolen children. This wasn't something Zelda wanted to do. She had to though. When Zelda was done talking the woman asked her a few more questions, said goodbye and left. Zelda kept walking the shore, looking around. Being alone was making her nervous. Everytime she was out all she could think about was how easy it would be for someone to hurt her again, shadia|| fifteen|| seven/eight years|| course |