Post by harvey dakota ashton on Feb 11, 2012 1:15:21 GMT -5
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---------------- MAIN INFO ---------------
FULL NAME, Harvey Dakota Ashton
NICKNAMES, Harv, jackass, prick.
AGE, Twenty One
HOMETOWN, Eagle Lake, Florida
YEAR, Fourth
SUBJECT/JOB, Art
SEXUALITY, Straight
PLAY BY, Vinnie Woolston
NICKNAMES, Harv, jackass, prick.
AGE, Twenty One
HOMETOWN, Eagle Lake, Florida
YEAR, Fourth
SUBJECT/JOB, Art
SEXUALITY, Straight
PLAY BY, Vinnie Woolston
---------------- PERSONALITY ---------------
LIKES, Art, mechanics, Vi, fire, cigarettes, drinking, sex, drugs, getting what he wants, cooking, submission, control, food, being wanted, being outside during the night, laying under stars, affection, traveling, doing whatever the fuck he wants, midnight cruises, last minute plans, drunken nights, violence, pain, being active, good music, the feeling you get when you accomplish something, when others follow him, manipulating people to do what he wants, lace, the color black, leather, the sound of a revving engine, people in fear, people being scared of him, lying.
DISLIKES, Rejection, being told what to do, the word ‘no’, disrespect, always having someone around(that isn't Vi), whores, bitches, being unknown, the color pink, school, blonde hair, ugly people, obesity, fast food, animals, anything overly bright or shiny, incredibly optimistic people, weakness, coming down, nic fits, losing things, misplacing items, large groups of people, sweets, himself, video games, boredom, sitting still for too long, being sick, guys hitting on Vi, people taking things that are his, losing.
FEARS, Getting close to people, not making his sister proud, losing Vi.
PERSONALITY, Harvey is a very complicated person. When he was born he was an outgoing child who grew at an advanced level for his age. Intelligent and determined in everything he did, it was clear that he was definitely one of a kind. Of course as he grew older he became more reserved and after the death of his parents the young boy grew detached to everything around. Since his placements in foster care he became extremely rebellious and indifferent. Punishments never worked on him and even the few times a foster father tried to smack him into place he seemed to enjoy the beating rather then learn from it. Perhaps it was the pain that pleased him, or maybe the attention; either seemed to be favorable to him. There was no helping him. The only person who could bring out even an ounce of his compassionate nature was his little sister, and man was he protective over her. It seemed however, after their separation in foster care, that he became suddenly numb. No one and nothing completely interested him, he was dead inside. Most thought that his introverted behavior made him mysterious and many tried to approach him, although they quickly recoiled when they heard his harsh retaliations and violent threats. After reuniting with his sister and then losing her once more it has only enhanced his malevolent behavior. Now a days he is a bi-polar bomb, ready to explode.
DISLIKES, Rejection, being told what to do, the word ‘no’, disrespect, always having someone around(that isn't Vi), whores, bitches, being unknown, the color pink, school, blonde hair, ugly people, obesity, fast food, animals, anything overly bright or shiny, incredibly optimistic people, weakness, coming down, nic fits, losing things, misplacing items, large groups of people, sweets, himself, video games, boredom, sitting still for too long, being sick, guys hitting on Vi, people taking things that are his, losing.
FEARS, Getting close to people, not making his sister proud, losing Vi.
PERSONALITY, Harvey is a very complicated person. When he was born he was an outgoing child who grew at an advanced level for his age. Intelligent and determined in everything he did, it was clear that he was definitely one of a kind. Of course as he grew older he became more reserved and after the death of his parents the young boy grew detached to everything around. Since his placements in foster care he became extremely rebellious and indifferent. Punishments never worked on him and even the few times a foster father tried to smack him into place he seemed to enjoy the beating rather then learn from it. Perhaps it was the pain that pleased him, or maybe the attention; either seemed to be favorable to him. There was no helping him. The only person who could bring out even an ounce of his compassionate nature was his little sister, and man was he protective over her. It seemed however, after their separation in foster care, that he became suddenly numb. No one and nothing completely interested him, he was dead inside. Most thought that his introverted behavior made him mysterious and many tried to approach him, although they quickly recoiled when they heard his harsh retaliations and violent threats. After reuniting with his sister and then losing her once more it has only enhanced his malevolent behavior. Now a days he is a bi-polar bomb, ready to explode.
---------------- HISTORY ---------------
FATHER, Daniel Johnson Ashton, deceased
MOTHER, Alicia Rai Ashton, deceased
OTHER FAMILY, Alyssa Jane Ashton (twin), deceased
HISTORY, Born in Eagle Lake, Florida as an older twin to a loving family, Harvey Dakota Ashton grew up just like any average child. He was spoiled, taken care of, given attention, and supported. However, as all good things this had to come to an end. Eventually problems began to arise. His once affectionate parents now constantly fought, threw things around the house, and cursed at one another. The young Harvey didn’t understand why and even broken snippets of conversations he had overheard never made sense. He was at a loss. As years went by the fighting grew, and Harvey even began to see his mother with the occasional bruise. One here and there, two here and there. Before long it turned though and his mother was no longer the only punching bag. Harvey overheard a struggle one night, one he’d heard many times ago. Then a scream, again not unusual however this was not the scream of his mother, it was his sister. Protective of the his only sibling after having been attached to her at the hip his entire life he jumped from his bed and to her room. It was there that he found his father over his twin sister, her face bleeding. Harvey went into a crazed frenzy however an eight year old is no match to a grown adult. He was pummeled instantly. The price of his protection was a nightly cost and from then on he was the new torture toy, his pathetic mother only watching as her son was beaten every night, glad to have the hands off herself for the time. It continued on, as he grew older, nine, ten, eleven, the beatings continued. He tried to fight back although he could never win, he was never a match against his father.
One night, sharing his room with his fearful twin sister he heard a series of screams and loud banging coming from down stairs. He was used to the sounds however this was not the usual beating, this was more. Nervous that he would come to them next Harvey slowly crept from his bed and into the living room, hiding in the hallway. He saw his father, a gun in his hand, holding his mother against the wall with his hand around her throat. He listened to his father’s low voice as he spoke toward Harvey’s mother, and it was then that everything made sense. Apparently he and his sister were not even the true children of his father, a product of his mother and another male through unfaithfulness. Cringing against the wall he watched helplessly as his father held the gun to his mother’s head, pulled the trigger, and then turned the gun to himself.
Harvey called the police and then after having to deal with the interrogations of the officers he was sent off to foster care with his sister. They were together at first however Harvey didn’t mix well with the foster care life. His violent and erratic behavior sent his foster parents over the edge. He was too rebellious, too threatening, too stubborn, and too rude. He was sent to seven different foster homes in the span of two years. However, his last family, only having him for a few months and already at their end, realized his talent in mechanics. He could fix anything that had an engine, and even go as far as to make it better then it had been before. He was then sent to the Honolulu Vocational High School at the age of fifteen, newly emancipated, to further his talent.
He spent nearly a year at the vocational school he was sent to. Harvey met many people, reunited with his sister, got into trouble, became addicted to drugs, and so much more. It was there that he met Violet Leon, his first love. She was bubbly, sweet, a little out there, and drop dead gorgeous - and he fell for her like a ton of bricks. Their relationship was filled with jealousy, rage, fighting, and yelling however the two shared a love Harvey had never felt in his life. Love quickly turned to obsession though and that is when their relationship also took a screeching turn down the path of no rescue. Within months they had gone from living together as an engaged couple to separating and breaking up – Harvey couldn’t take it. Soon though the drama of everything became too much for him and he dropped out of the school, making a habit of leaving Hawaii and everyone around him only to show up months later and pretend everything was fine. In the midst of this he met Ashley Wilde and quickly fell in love. The two began dating, and man were they inseparable. She was the crazy to his insane, the fun to his recklessness, and he was smitten. After about four months he woke up one morning with a note on her side of the bed and she was gone, simple as that; and he hasn’t seen her since.
Devastated he and his sister left hawaii, moving to New York, New York. Alybear had picked the place out herself. The two got a nice apartment and it wasn’t any time at all before Harvey found himself a new range of drug friends. Hawaii had him hooked. He tried as best as he could to keep it a secret from his sister but it wasn’t long before she slowly began to put the pieces together. One night though it went too far, and his entire world came crashing down. Nearly overdosing on numerous substances he didn’t answer the phone when an important call from his sister came. She had called Harvey to have him come pick her up from a club her and her friends had gone to, apparently a guy there was taking too much of a liking to Alyssa. Harvey never returned the call and later that night his sister was abducted, raped, murdered, and left on the side of the road like trash. Harvey got the news two days later after he reported his sister missing.
Ever since that day Harvey’s hated himself more than ever. Art having been the only thing to keep him anything close to alive. Upon seeing his art he was given a scholarship to the school here in Paris, and has been attending the school since. Upon coming here his first year he ran into his old love Vi, the fire between them re-sparking...
MOTHER, Alicia Rai Ashton, deceased
OTHER FAMILY, Alyssa Jane Ashton (twin), deceased
HISTORY, Born in Eagle Lake, Florida as an older twin to a loving family, Harvey Dakota Ashton grew up just like any average child. He was spoiled, taken care of, given attention, and supported. However, as all good things this had to come to an end. Eventually problems began to arise. His once affectionate parents now constantly fought, threw things around the house, and cursed at one another. The young Harvey didn’t understand why and even broken snippets of conversations he had overheard never made sense. He was at a loss. As years went by the fighting grew, and Harvey even began to see his mother with the occasional bruise. One here and there, two here and there. Before long it turned though and his mother was no longer the only punching bag. Harvey overheard a struggle one night, one he’d heard many times ago. Then a scream, again not unusual however this was not the scream of his mother, it was his sister. Protective of the his only sibling after having been attached to her at the hip his entire life he jumped from his bed and to her room. It was there that he found his father over his twin sister, her face bleeding. Harvey went into a crazed frenzy however an eight year old is no match to a grown adult. He was pummeled instantly. The price of his protection was a nightly cost and from then on he was the new torture toy, his pathetic mother only watching as her son was beaten every night, glad to have the hands off herself for the time. It continued on, as he grew older, nine, ten, eleven, the beatings continued. He tried to fight back although he could never win, he was never a match against his father.
One night, sharing his room with his fearful twin sister he heard a series of screams and loud banging coming from down stairs. He was used to the sounds however this was not the usual beating, this was more. Nervous that he would come to them next Harvey slowly crept from his bed and into the living room, hiding in the hallway. He saw his father, a gun in his hand, holding his mother against the wall with his hand around her throat. He listened to his father’s low voice as he spoke toward Harvey’s mother, and it was then that everything made sense. Apparently he and his sister were not even the true children of his father, a product of his mother and another male through unfaithfulness. Cringing against the wall he watched helplessly as his father held the gun to his mother’s head, pulled the trigger, and then turned the gun to himself.
Harvey called the police and then after having to deal with the interrogations of the officers he was sent off to foster care with his sister. They were together at first however Harvey didn’t mix well with the foster care life. His violent and erratic behavior sent his foster parents over the edge. He was too rebellious, too threatening, too stubborn, and too rude. He was sent to seven different foster homes in the span of two years. However, his last family, only having him for a few months and already at their end, realized his talent in mechanics. He could fix anything that had an engine, and even go as far as to make it better then it had been before. He was then sent to the Honolulu Vocational High School at the age of fifteen, newly emancipated, to further his talent.
He spent nearly a year at the vocational school he was sent to. Harvey met many people, reunited with his sister, got into trouble, became addicted to drugs, and so much more. It was there that he met Violet Leon, his first love. She was bubbly, sweet, a little out there, and drop dead gorgeous - and he fell for her like a ton of bricks. Their relationship was filled with jealousy, rage, fighting, and yelling however the two shared a love Harvey had never felt in his life. Love quickly turned to obsession though and that is when their relationship also took a screeching turn down the path of no rescue. Within months they had gone from living together as an engaged couple to separating and breaking up – Harvey couldn’t take it. Soon though the drama of everything became too much for him and he dropped out of the school, making a habit of leaving Hawaii and everyone around him only to show up months later and pretend everything was fine. In the midst of this he met Ashley Wilde and quickly fell in love. The two began dating, and man were they inseparable. She was the crazy to his insane, the fun to his recklessness, and he was smitten. After about four months he woke up one morning with a note on her side of the bed and she was gone, simple as that; and he hasn’t seen her since.
Devastated he and his sister left hawaii, moving to New York, New York. Alybear had picked the place out herself. The two got a nice apartment and it wasn’t any time at all before Harvey found himself a new range of drug friends. Hawaii had him hooked. He tried as best as he could to keep it a secret from his sister but it wasn’t long before she slowly began to put the pieces together. One night though it went too far, and his entire world came crashing down. Nearly overdosing on numerous substances he didn’t answer the phone when an important call from his sister came. She had called Harvey to have him come pick her up from a club her and her friends had gone to, apparently a guy there was taking too much of a liking to Alyssa. Harvey never returned the call and later that night his sister was abducted, raped, murdered, and left on the side of the road like trash. Harvey got the news two days later after he reported his sister missing.
Ever since that day Harvey’s hated himself more than ever. Art having been the only thing to keep him anything close to alive. Upon seeing his art he was given a scholarship to the school here in Paris, and has been attending the school since. Upon coming here his first year he ran into his old love Vi, the fire between them re-sparking...
---------------- ABOUT YOU ---------------
YOUR NAME, Kay
CONTACT, PM, MSN
OTHER, Beware of my Harv. (<
CONTACT, PM, MSN
OTHER, Beware of my Harv. (<
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