"Do it now, Do it loud." Individual Roleplay

"Sing it for the world."

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❝ When you're angry, don't scream or cry. Sing. It's the most powerful weapon you have. ❞

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♘°G E N E R A L°♘

♘°I N F O R M A T I O N° ♘

- name -

Todd Alexander Blackwell

- age -

23

- gender -

Male

- sexuality -

Straight

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♘°A P P E A R A N C E° ♘

-N/A, coming soon-

#StillEmoIn2018

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♘°P E R S O N A L° ♘

♘°I N F O R M A T I O N° ♘

- personality -

Todd it a total extrovert, flirty and outgoing. He is a little unorganized, but always means well. He does his best to be kind and polite, but sometimes his curiosity or flirtatiousness intimidates people.

Todd is kind of completely oblivious to other people when he's in his zone. I mean it. If something isn't right in his face while he's even slightly distracted, it flies right over his head. He tends to intimidate people with all of that hair, and that stance, and the eyeliner. He does look quite scary when he is unhappy, even if he doesn't mean to.  He also has a horrible habit of flirting with girls, or maybe just being friendlier than he realizes. 

Todd is generally lovable. It's very hard to hate him. He always tries to pick up on others feelings, even if he's trash at it, and attempts to make the right decision, even though he's pretty bad at that too. He's the kind of person who will kindly discourage you from doing something bad for you without guilting you, giving you room to figure things out yourself. He's an absolute charmer, and is insanely passionate about his work, and the people in his life, so you can never go wrong when he's got a driving force behind him.

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- d e s c r i p t i o n

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♘°R E L A T I O N S H I P S° ♘

- major family -

Mother ~ Annette Peters ~ Living

Father ~ Tyrone Blackwell ~ Living

Sister ~ Jeanie Peters ~ Dead

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❝ Art is a weapon. You have to take it and run with it.❞

Scenario 1:

     You had been a casual friend of Todd's for several years now, and were glad when he hit it big with Fueled By Ramen, but he had been traveling the country for six months. You had missed him, and he you. Considering his last concert was here in Jersey, he invited you backstage. It was great to catch up with him.

     Just as he was walking to the stage, he got a call from his girlfriend. He picked up with a huge grin, but as he listened, his expression became more and more devastated. 

"Common, love. it's may last show. I'll be home tonight." His face fell more.

"Please, its just a few more hours, you know I can't leave now. I'm practically on stage!"

"Belle..." He trailed, biting his lip and glancing at you.

"Belle, please."He whispered in an attempt to keep his voice from breaking.

"We said we weren't going to do this- Well, what do you want me to do?" He asked, raising his voice in slight frustration, the cheering from the crowd outside getting louder.

"I'll be home before three-" And he cut himself off, looking at his phone in hurt and shock. He pushed the lip phone back into his pocket with shaking hands, pulling on the crew mic that connected him to everyone running the show.

"I've got to go get my guitar." He mumbled, glancing around the hallway, his entire behavior having changed completely.

You...?