MADDOX, ander graham

[ANDER GRAHAM MADDOX,]

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MADDOX, ander g r a h a m

paul griffiths -- ander graham maddox

whats that in your head?
"a simple melody".

name: deeahh
age: sixteen
roleplaying experience: four years
roleplaying sample:

Cecilia didn’t spend a lot of time backstage. It was normally a place filled with nerves for her since before every show she was a wreck of nerves and pacing. However it was so late, or early that Cecilia knew her band members would be stumbling onto the bus pretty soon all drunk and barfy. Or they’d dragging in some trashy boy to hook up with under a blanket while Cece had to match their giggles, and moans with the volume of adult swim. Since she couldn’t sleep and knew very well that if she didn’t leave now she’d be overly annoyed and snappy. Cecilia had stayed in to practice and talk to her mom. Cece tried to put aside one night a week to spend some bonding phone time with her mother and try to detox all the weed and booze. Plus she needed her alone time.

Cecilia had decided to go for a walk around the buses to avoid her bus mates and after discover a group of what looked like fourteen year old girls smoking weed with a bunch of pretty old roadies she knew that walking near the buses was a bad idea. The sun was just starting to come up and Cecilia was a little annoyed she wasn’t tired. I mean she had gotten all ready for bed at 2am. She had her hair pulled up in one of those messy white girl buns, and he make up was all washed off. She was watching her dinosaur pajama pants and a white tanktop, she was also barefoot. Cecilia did a lot of things barefoot; she even did shows a lot barefoot. She hated shoes she thought they were restricting. It wasn’t a long walk to the stages, just kind of dull.

There wasn’t much beautiful scenic views walking through buses and trash bags. Cecilia missed home times like these. Like her bedroom with the pretty little garden outside her window and her mom always made her breakfast and stuff. Cecilia had that achy belly hurting feeling when she thought about stuff like that. She really just wanted to go home times like these. Cecilia finally made her way to the stage and hopped up on it. It was pretty big and the drums and stuff were still set up. Cecilia sat down on the seat behind them and spun back and forth on the seat. This was where she was most comfortable, and felt safe, when she was totally surrounded by a drum kit. Cecilia drummed on the snare with her fingertips and sighed. She was bored, and this might not have been the best idea to pass time.

when you think things are getting better
"remember we're best friends for never".

full name: ander graham maddox
nickname: andi
age: twenty
band, position: it's all love, bass guitar
sexual orientation: bisexual
hometown: housten, texas

this is the way out!
"this is my home now".

how did you get here:
Well my background was pretty simple. My mom was a hippie who married a redneck and popped out a little one, me. We lived in the south so a skinny kid, with no real interest in sports, and blared the beetles and queen everywhere he went was kind of a loner in school. I was really bullied in middle school and high school, got all the fag and loser postits on my back. But that's when my music teacher got me out from behind my tuba (nerd, like I said) and onto the bass guitar. I pretty much did nothing else my entire high school years. I loved it. My mom was supportive, but my dad wasn't really okay with anything I did. That get complicated, he was not that thrilled to have me, so he was angry whenever I was around. Sweet to my mom, just hated me. He used to beat me alot, but I never got the balls to really tell anyone and normally blamed my own clumsy slef on the bruises and such. Anyways I graduated high school with a 1.5 and no college ideas. So joining a band was really my only option, here I am.

we're on a misson
"and we'll take our time".

likes:
hugs, fruits, peta, colors, weed, pinky promises, kisses on the cheek, friendly strangers, warm days outside, the sun, flowers, most animals, getting up early, watching old tv shows, the beetles
dislikes: rudeness, hate, meat, liars, spiders, bullies, violence, hard candy, old people, religion.