the night with you never existed,

[nick]

NICHOLASJAYFOLLMAN

don't you wish you could change me
change the way i feel, look into my eyes and make me feel

we got a new star!

full name nicholas jay follman II
nicks nixie, nick, follie
age twenty three
birthday january 17th
group musician
sexual orientationbisexual

and, oh... what an idiot!

likes

music,
sidekicks,
late nights,
cuddling,
affection,
horror movies,
make up,
tattoos,
disney movies (the animated ones),
being loud,
animals,
his dogs,
sleeping in 'till noon,
posters,
band art,
singing/screaming,
sunglasses,
his ipod,
random dancing,
bulky headphones,
old vinyl records,
dj booths,
oldies,
clean sheets,
gibson guitars,
his red pants,
the camera,

dislikes

fakes,
people stealing his pictures online,
liars,
cold showers,
being quiet,
people who try to make him 'civilized',
authority,
snobby preppy girls,
idiotic girls,
being in a relationship,
being sad,
being tamed,
waking up early,
deadlines,
haters,
uptight people,
being uncomfortable,
broken strings,
nails on a chalkboard,
failure,
suicide,
people feeling sorry for him,
hid medications,
people blaming others for what wasn't their idea,

hobbies

playing is bass in bed,
messing with his best friend,
walking his dog,
sitting on a couch and watching tim burton movies,
pushing people's buttons,

habits

humming,
foot tapping,
making loud/random noises when it's too quiet,
making up words,
zoning out,
biting his nails,
chewing on his picks,

quirks

random gestures,
messing up or running his fingers through his hair,
quoting some novel that he red a while back,
hitting his hand on a table when its 'asleep'

fears

people finding out that he's a huge softie,
running out of his pills,
trying to commit suicide, for the fourth time,
any death in the family,
finding self-pity,
getting tazed again,

secrets

he's a huge cuddle-bug,
he was never as much as an asshole as he is now,
he has manic-depression,
david bowie used to scare the shit out of him,

strong points

he can talk people into things,
making up random lyrics,
screaming (:,
knowing how to get out of things,
he makes pretty damn good cookies,
taking care of his dogs,
admitting that he did something wrong,

weaknesses

sadly, a vulnerable (of age) woman,
a brand new bass guitar,
somebody trying to impress him,
people knowing stuff about his band,
a sidekick,
a zachary laying down, he just has to sit on him,
dry shampoo,

so skinny that makes you puke!

build

Nicholas isn't the largest guy on the earth, he only stands at 5'8" and is quite, small compared to others. He doesn't have a real skinny body frame, or a huge body frame. Its somewhere in the middle, but more to one side than the other. Quite often most of his friends (who are girls) claim to just like him because they can wear his bands, which are size 0

hair color&&style

He never usually wears his hair the same. Nicholas has dyed his hair before, red. Not totally, you could still see the natural brown color, but hardly. His hair ranges from extremely short, to dreds (16 year old), infront of his eyes, or under a hat. usually he wears it parted, and somehwat infront of his eyes, but he can still see

eye color hazel
heritage hawaiian
height 5'8"
clothing style

punkish, he owns his own clothing company

flaws

at times, he can look like a monkey,
he claims his nose is far too big,
his hair sometimes looks greasy,

strong points

his body figure is small enough that his girlfriends can steal his clothes,
the face, the special 'nickfollman' face,
he has a defined jaw,

celebrity claim pete wentz

private lives aren't for sale!

parents
dale follman, 52, secretary, alivee
nicholas follman sr., 54, owns a record store, alive
siblings n/a
other important family n/a
birthplace chicago, illinois
nationality hawaiian
anything else optional

but then their mask fell!

alias asia
age 14
years of roleplaying plenty
how did you find the site these violent delights
contact msn & aim
rp sample
i'd put see liam, but i'll post one of my, not the best ones

the tombstones are waiting
they are half engraved
they knew it was over
they just didn't know the date
- - -

A smile spread across William's face with Ophelia and her over-dramatic reaction to what he had said. Though she was being sarcastic about the whole thing, especially when she threw her hands up and started to wave them around. It was all a harmless act of play though. They both know that William would never, ever do anything like that. Mainly because a) he didn't want to ruin his guitar and b) not matter how mad he was at a person, he just couldn't physically do something to them. Mentally, yes. Probably drive them insane if he didn't make up with them first. But that was a terrible habbit, making up with a person almost right away. Though she was somebody that he never really talked to, none the less wanted to make up with. They were getting there. The thing with him was that he hated enemies, if he knew them of course. If it was somebody that was against the band then, that was their loss and really Horseplay didn't care. Sure, they got carried away at times but fans out numbered them by quite a few. One thing that they could be thankfull of. Leaning over so he could see through the doorway he tried to listen for the dog. Really, her being a beagle, and having as large of ears that they were (nick called them parachutes) you would think she she could hear from a radius of five miles. Either she didn't like them, or that she was too lazy to get up. Either way, she wasn't going to come. "Indeed. You've got me there, I prefer hurting people with words, not physically harm them, because, we all know that I'd just tear them into shreds if I tried" he was being totally serious at first. But then a grin spread across his face as he said the last part. There was no way he could talk to Ophelia seriously. Especially with this kind of conversation. Just the image of himself, beating Ophelia over the head with a guitar, well really he couldn't imagine it. But just the blurry image that came to mind was absolutley hilarious. Zack moreso in the place of the red haired girl, but Liam beating anybody over the head with a guitar. Just, unimagineable. "You would too, I'd send, Teagan's dog after it, because Hobo will just stare at it for hours on end" he said with honesty. Hobo wasn't much of an attacker, she was playfull, sure, but would never attack anybody. Then again, nobody on Horseplay was ever in serious danger either.

William looked at her. He couldn't quite tell if there was sarcasm in her last statement or not. But with how quietly she stated it, he figured. "Well they are, I mean, there's Slash" that name, everytime he just heard it, it gave him creeps. Not just because of the guitarist, no, he was great. But the other meaning of slash, fanfics that were totally focused on Zachary and him having, certain...relations. It was with the hole band though, slash, fiction wise was just terrible. Everybody in their bands had it, not Your Type of Heroin though, sure, some guys probably imagined the girls going at it, but it would of never happened. Either with any of the other fanfics either. Though Nick and Gee was possible, he just prayed that it would never, ever happen. "I'm not sure how many great, great musicians are still alive, but there are a few still around" he said with a shrug. These were the things that he over thought about. Usually, with the type of question that Ophelia asked, somebody would blurt out the first answer right away. He wasn't so sure though, he actually had to think about that. He drew a breath to answer, but was stopped by Hobo stepping on his stomach, making him cough. Pushing her off of him and handing her to Ophelia he looked to the red head "I'd, I want to be like the Beatles. I mean, they are remembered as good musicans, sure, I don't want to be mobbed by twelve year old girls, or find two girls in my shower with a camera, but they are still reconized and played on the radio, maybe not on the, real popular stations, but still played" Now Ophelia made him start to think about this. The Beatles were too famous he thought, getting away with some songs that nobody else could. Of course there were some artists that had these crazy songs, that teenagers just liked. That was the hard thing about becoming an artist, you weren't sure what anybody's reaction would be. "I can't reach my acoustic, which wouldn't do much by the way, so your safe, for now" a cheeky grin played across the young man's face.

notes: woah, i was just typing XD
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[andrea van der beek]

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