DESTRY, kellen polaris

[kellen]

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DESTRY, kellen p o l a r i s

rue diamond-- kellen polaris destry

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

name: addy
age: 18
roleplaying experience: five years
roleplaying sample:

Roxanne hated college. Not because it had a bunch of crazy boys and girls filled with it. Not that she wasn't crazy. She was pretty psychotic. She just kept quiet though, and just out of crowds. She couldn't handle it. It would be a sensory overload for her to have too many friends, just because she was use to hanging around people but not actually hanging around. She was fine at parties because she was well on her way to being drunk by then. She couldn't wait to hit the beach though. She was just sitting in class, bored out of her mind. She didn't have a big enough attention span to actually pay attention to anything the teacher was saying because at this point it was going through one ear and out the other. Oh well, she did much better at teaching herself than listening to someone else teach her. She found that annoying, maybe because it was her inability to listen to someone. She did have a problem in her old school. She couldn't concentrate at all, she didn't get bad grades either because she did all her homework and projects. She just also sucked at answering questions when they called on her because she sat there, floating in and our of reality as she just spaced out every time the teacher droned on and on.

Now she was starting to get impatient. Her eyes kept darting from the clock to outside again. She was getting fidgety. She was biting the inside of her cheek, almost like a horse chomping at the bit. Except, she wasn't a horse and there wasn't a metal bar in her mouth. Her fingers tapped the desk lightly, enough for her to hear but not enough to catch the teacher, who was all the way up front attention. "Why can't the fucking bell hurry the hell up?" She thought as she stared at the clock again. Impatient and bored was not a good mix for Roxy. The fact that her anger was sorta out of control could lead to a dangerous situation as if a someone bumps to her in the hall. She was all ready for the beach too, she had packed her bag up with supplies that she would need, including sunglasses, sunscreen, a towel and flip flops, it was all in her locker though, so after this stupid class she was going to run and pick it up. Poor Roxanne was aching to get outside. She was starting to hate Ronnie for sending her to this school. She would rather be home schooled. By who? She had no idea. But it was better than this.

And finally, the bell rang. It echoed through her ears, triggering a little signal in her head as she shoved the useless books into her bag and quickly walked out of the classroom. Dodging the hordes of people that would barrel down the hallway, ready to leave too. She came up to her locker and quickly dialed the combination and then pulled it open, stuffing her school bag in and then taking out the one she set up for the beach. With a rare smile, she walked out of the school and into the parking lot
where her car was parked and looked around to see her twin brother's motorcycle was no where to be seen. She wondered where the hell Leon was, she really had no idea. You would think she'd keep tabs on the boy since he was one of the few people she could tolerate. There weren't that many that she could get along with. Getting into the car, she slid the key in and turned it, hearing the car rumble as she pulled out of the parking space, blaring Pierce The Veil and driving in the general direction of the beach, wondering if she had any alcohol in the back of the car.

She probably didn't but whatever, she had her cigarettes and that would be enough honestly. Running a hand through her dark hair she finally saw the sign for Surfside Beach and pulled into the parking lot, getting out and grabbing her bag. Within a few minutes she was sitting on a blanket, pulling her shorts and shirt off, revealing her swimsuit and pulling out the bottle she found in her car, there was almost no one on the beach as she took a sip.
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when you think things are getting better
"remember we're best friends for never".

full name: kellen polaris destry
nickname: kelly
age: 19
band, position: baby circus, lead guitar
sexual orientation: straight
hometown: nyc, new york

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

how did you get here:
I grew up in New York City till I turned sixteen. My father was killed by a drunk driver two years before. After that my mom remarried. Angus. Yeah, the name may make him seem a little rough but he's cool. He encouraged me to follow my dreams because my step dad gave me my first guitar. blah blah blah. But yeah, point is. I had no problem with him unlike my siblings. I guess being the middle kid brought some problems. You know? But mom and dad love me. . We moved to Rochester. I got strange looks and I gave strange looks. Haha. But my parents reassured me that I was fine. So, I started going to school. School, prove to be easy for me unless you were a teacher who pissed me off. That ended in me flunking every class because I refused to do work. Yet, I was smarter than all the kids in my class. How? Fuck if I know. Anyways, I faked two acceptance letters and...well I met the rest of Baby Circus and I guess I just fell in love with playing guitar and that's pretty much it. I tried out for the band and here I am now.

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

likes: reading, taking pictures, her puppy, flirting, playing guitar, fans, writing music, chocolate, glitter, video games, movies, sleeping, alcohol (sometimes)
dislikes: drama, liars, bitches, not being able to do soundcheck, photoshoots, catty chicks, ill fitting clothing, screwing up a song, bad crowds.