Post by JETT DEANGELUS on Feb 2, 2013 7:23:51 GMT -8
Jett Landon DeAngelus.
JETT. 26. SEPTEMBER 10TH. BISEXUAL. MUSICIAN. A TASTEFUL DEATH DRUMMER. CHRISTIAN (MORA) COMA.
LOCATION
From: London, England I moved when I turned 19 to get away from the memories of that place.
Currently lives in: Orange County, CA Lived here ever since.
5 THINGS I ALWAYS WEAR/CARRY:
- A cord with a piece of Onyx on it that used to be my mothers. I saw it on the floor of the bathroom when I found her and haven't taken it off since.
- Cigarettes & a lighter. Basic life blood here, pretty obvious.
- Phone. This is a pretty recent thing as I've only had a phone since I turned 23 and the guys forced one upon me.
- Wallet & keys. Basic knowledge.
- Metal chain I found backstage one of our concerts. It keeps my keys attached to me so Kieran doesn't steal them when he looses his.
3 INTERESTS:
- Gothic literature
- Skeletons
- Origami
5 CHARACTERISTICS:
- Secretive. I don't tell people things about my past. My own sister doesn't know anything about me other than dad left when I was fifteen, and when I was nineteen I moved to the states. I won't go to you with my problems, I won't share old stories from my childhood, and I won't talk to anybody about my emotions/problems/ect. So don't ask.
- Socially awkward. Yeah I'm not so good in social situations, but I cover it up pretty well with my attitude. If I do get sucked into some kind of party or gathering I'll usually disappear into a corner alone and glare at whoever comes near me. Unless you're a friend, I have few, then I probably either won't talk to you, or I'll be an insensitive jerk because I don't know what else to do.
- Masochistic. I argue this one, but people won't let it go. They say I'm masochistic but I'm too ashamed to admit it. I disagree.
- Emotionally unstable/moody. Also arguable. I'm not like gonna pull a gun out of my shirt and shoot everybody. I can't say I won't completely loose it randomly though and blow up at someone for no reason. Apparently this makes me emotionally unstable. I guess normal people don't do this?
- Impatient. Yeah, that's true.
HISTORY
Where do I even start? Ever since I can remember my mom had been a strange woman, drifting around the house with a blank expression, completely ignoring the world. I didn't understand it when I was younger, not until I turned eight anyway and I saw something I probably shouldn't have. Mom was sitting in the living room staring out the front window and dad walked in and stood in front of her. She didn't react at all from what I could tell, but he was glaring at her in seconds and had his hands on his hips authoritatively. I can't remember what he said, but when he stopped talking she lowered her head and cried. My father shook his head, continued to glare then looked up and saw me hiding in the doorway. I can still remember how terrified I was and how I curled into a ball covering my head with my arms as he stomped past me and out of the house. We didn't see him for three days.
After that I took it upon myself to be my mother's protector, eve if she didn't know I was there. Occasionally there was moments where she would give me this look, like she knew exactly what I was doing. That look was so filled with love that I couldn't believe she was as emotionless as she seemed. Dad divorced her when I was fifteen and was out of the house by the end of the week. Apparently he'd been having an affair with another woman. Those last few years before he left things got worse, he started verbally abusing my mother, and occasionally he would drop a comment to me as well. I would be lying if I said I wasn't scared to the core of that man, especially after he left and all the pieces came together.
When I turned seventeen I came home after school one day to find my mother dead in her bathroom, the counter littered in pill bottles and a bloody razor. That was the first time I'd really ever been in her bathroom, or her bedroom. The first time I saw the bigger picture for what it was. It had been my father's doing that forced her to take her life, and I will never forgive him for that. I finished school, living with a friend, then pulled some strings and got myself across the world to Orange County with exactly $1,846.27 in my account by the time I was 19. I ended up meeting Kieran at a bar after he bought me a drink thinking I was a chick because I was wearing eyeliner. We ended up taking and started playing music together.
ANDREAS. PM. GMT +1. 2-3 YEARS. JUDAS.
