TRENT, nicholas dean

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NICHOLAS DEAN TRENT.
you and i should meet.

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GAZE INTO HER KILLING JAR
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name: Nicholas Dean Trent.
age: 21.
birthday: November 17th.
band name: Pens and Paper.
position: Drummer.
play by: Gaspard Ulliel.

LOOK IN MY EYES.

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likes: Drinking, writing (lyrics and stories), goofing off, partying (but not as much as he says), rhythm, video games, fame, girls (what guy doesn’t?), apples, lions, sex, smoking cigarettes
dislikes: players/man whores, know-it-alls, posers, fakers, completely plain and serious people, hard drugs and liquor, preppy girls, children’s tv shows, weddings, funerals
habits: Runs hands through hair when under pressure, taps foot when anxious or bored, twirling drumsticks unconsciously
secrets: Has a crush on a member of another band.
overall personality: Nicholas is actually quite put together for someone that loves to party and goof around with his band mates. There are times when he’s a serious person and times when causing mayhem. That’s usually what he shows on stage, but when Nicholas is in front of the camera he’s very proper for someone in the music business. Video games are one of his favorite pass time activities and usually kills at shooting games. Just because Nicholas is 21 doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to feel like a kid again. Speaking of kid like traits, he’s also fame. He loves the lime light with a passion. Don’t tell anyone, but Nicholas has a secret crush on one of the members in a fellow band. I don’t think he’d tell you if you begged for the information.

Smoking cigarettes is an addiction that he started in sophomore year of high school. It was the cool thing in the school and he fell into the crowd. Drinking followed not long after, his high life days were in his younger days and at the moment he has taken a step back for the tour. Partying has even started to become more boring. Drama can only be so entertaining. Preps are, in short, people who step on others to get to the top. Most of them come from famous families and don’t put in effort to make it there. Players and man-whores are practically the same. They pride on fake emotion, but really have no life to be pompous of. Girls aren’t to be thrown away like trash after they’d been milked for money or sex. Nicholas is old fashioned when it comes to girls.

I'M AN ADDICT FOR DRAMATICS
i confuse the two for love

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mom: Carmen Allegra (Yourist) King (Biological Mother)
dad: Unknown (Biological Father), James Allen King (Step-father)
siblings: Sophie Nikole King (Step-sister), Jake Micheal King (Step-brother)
other important figures: Gregory William Trent
overall history: Living in Budgewoi, New South Wales Nicholas was born on November 17th from Carmen Allegra Trent. From the day Carmen told Nicholas’ father she was pregnant with his baby, he was absent. Without a word of support, he’d escaped the duty as a father and went missing. Carmen was then left with a choice to raise the baby herself or give it up for adoption. Hate was all Nicholas’ mother felt for the boy that abandoned her and still won’t mention his name or memory. Yet, when Nicholas was born, Carmen couldn’t let him go. With the help of Gregory William Trent, Carmen’s brother, they were able to raise Nicholas. Some of the hatred that had transferred from both his uncle and mother had worked into Nicholas’ beliefs thought his life.

In Junior High, Nicholas found himself trying to please the crowd, not just with music, but with crazy acts. The class clown was one of his titles in his teenage years. Gregory as his father figure, he found himself not missing his biological father. So when his uncle moved away from Carmen, Nicholas followed to stay with him. Unexpectedly, his mother stopped keeping track of him and completely cut communication. It wasn’t until high school that he found out more about his mother’s life. Nicholas had step-siblings and a step-father. Once he met Jake, the puzzle pieces started to fall into place and a band was created.
rp quote: Other Character: Felicity La-Vaughn Montague

It was almost a relief to get a response out of the girl. Being called a coward had at least put some spunk into her enemy, which in turn only made the chase more entertaining. Her mask wasn't because of cowardness. It was her net to fall back on. Having a back up plan wasn't a sign of weakness, but of plain and simple strategy. Going into a fight head on, unprepared would only cost her more than she should give. The girl was ignorant. Alex's respect for the DA was slowly dropping as she witnessed the girl's retreating stance.

As the mask slipped off, Alex grabbed her KOS wand tighter. Webb from the Hufflepuff house. She should have known that she was from there. Gryffindors like herself wouldn't back down, or even put down their guard so easily. The fact that Alex purposely missed showed that the girl wasn't getting the hint. It wasn't her job to notify Maggie. That was completely her own downfall.

Suddenly, the girl vanished from view, taking a break through other students that were dueling. A smirk spread across her face as she caught sight of her passing another DA member, squeezing past to get away. Not while Alex was around. Quickly, Alex ripped the bottom of her dress until it just passed her knees. There was no use of running around in a floor length ball gown. It was only going to slower her down. Then, she sprinted past the streams of lights that were continuously being cast from random wands. For a few seconds, she lost sight of her enemy, but soon found her yet again. Getting closer to the girl, she heard a shout above the crowd. With a swift flick of her wrist, Alex calmly and strongly replied with, "Protego!" instantly bouncing off the first spell that came after her.

This was what she was waiting for, the first direct attack. So with confidence brewing in her body, Alex continued forward, determination shining in her eyes. "Locomotor Mortis," sprouted from her mouth, her wand again pointing at the back of the Hufflepuff. Yet, as luck would have it, the chaos once again interupted her. A small boy, whom she would only assume was a DA member, or just a student caught in mix, was hit by her spell. Immediately the boy collapsed to the ground, his legs now forced together and inabling him from moving. As she passed her unfortunate victim, she whispered the Stupefy charm and locked his body up completely.

Away from the current crowd, she found herself walking down an empty corridor, the sound of pounding feet ahead. Alex had already seen the girl enter the hallway before she'd hit the boy with her spell. "You must be the luckiest girl Maggie. You've gotten by without being hit once." Alex giggled loudly so the Hufflepuff could hear her. "Tell me, why is it so hard to get you to fight? One measely spell isn't going to cut it. Show me what you've got." As she finished her last words, Alex spotted the girl down the hall and pointed, for the third time, at the girl. This time she wasn't going to miss. "Stupefy!"

I DONT WANNA KNOW ABOUT EVIL

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name/alias: DeaD
age: 18.
experience: Four years
password: admin edit

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this was made by heather. lyrics came from tons of bands, so yeah. dont steal or she will send boo the ghost to eat your face and your mothers face.