STANISLAV, gideon marie

[GIDEON MARIE STANISLAV]

gideon marie stanislav.
seventeen ,, los angeles ,, extra extra; piano&vox ,, stright ,, timid ,, philippa colliass
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"uh, hi. my name is gideon, but i answer to just about anything you call me. i'm the seventeen year old keyboardist and lead singer for my band, blank slates. i was born in russia on october thirty first at nine thirty nine at night but i moved to the states around two years ago.

i was diagnosed with slight social phobia when i was seven, which just means that... i have a hard time talking to people and i really really avoid big crowds when i can. a lot of times i choke up, and keep really quiet and stuff, which is why my mic has to be turned up a lot. needless to say, most people just take it as i'm a shy person. i don't really go out of my way to talk to people or make friends, because i'm more content and comfortable being by myself or with a few close friends. but, if you come up to talk to me, i'll converse. just don't be confused if i'm really quiet.

most people have also noticed it's really hard to take advantage of me. sure, i'm quiet and like.. i don't really put up much a fight when people get upset with me, or start swinging, or get mad, but i know when enough is enough. i know when to stop people when they're getting too close, and when arguments get out of hand. i'm pretty good at making the right decisions, but i keep a pretty open mind, so if you bring up valid points, my opinion can be swayed and changed, but don't expect me to jump into things. i'm pretty weary and scared of just about everything, unfortunately enough for me.

with that being said, if i'm close to you, and i feel like i've disappointed you, hurt you, or any thing of the sort, i get these really horribly guilt trips. and if you know me well enough, then you'd know about them.. so a lot of time, i end up changing my mind or freaking out because of the really horrible guilt trips my mind has put me through. these happen.. probably daily lately. i feel bad about just about everything i do and say, so i just try to keep quiet and stuff, to keep from making things worse on myself.

now, for lack of better things to do or say, and to avoid the public eye and many crowds, once i do my job, i like to sit and read. whether it's in a corner backstage until they need me again, or in my bunk on the bus, just so that i don't have to talk to people. on most occasions, people don't bother me, and on the rare findings they do, they usually have something to say. i don't know, my whole life i've just really liked the solitude of being able to tune out the world with a good book, and i'm not sure it's ever going to wear off.

i was born and raised for fourteen years in saint petersburg, russia. i had a pretty good life. i had a working father and my mom actually worked too, which was weird for the area. it wasn't normal for a woman to work, but my mom did, and she was happy doing it once i got a bit older. my sister, ema, is three years older than me, and once she reached nine or so and i was around six she pretty much started raising me by taking care of her while mom and dad were out or at work. not that i really care. honestly, ema is my best friend. she's the only person that's been here for me consistantly, and i'm more than thankful for her.

once i reached age fifteen, ema and i were closer than we had ever been. but our happy little family in russia came to an abrupt halt when we were forced to watch our uncle murder our parents. he kept telling us about how he hated our dad, how people always liked him better, how his life had always been better. the works. everything i had ever known besides ema was gone. they had disappeared right before my very eyes, and i really didn't even know how to cope with things, so i just sort of shut myself down slowly. the nightmares still haunt me of that and stuff, my biggest fears are that he'll find us. but whatever. soon after that, ema and i packed all of our things and set off for los angeles, california.

i'd honestly never been the united states until that day. i knew how to speak english, and pretty fluently. i had always found books in english much more interesting than books in russian. we got to los angeles and i enrolled into a high school. people always sort of made fun of me, but not really. i tried hard to stay out of others view and stuff. i started in ninth grade in l.a., and my sister worked on her career. she went to school to be a tattoo artist, and all that jazz. she worked hard and i worked hard. it was mutual hard workingness that made us so close, i think. she really cares and i can tell.

during the middle of my tenth grade year, i was at some talent show at school and met one of the most amazing people ever. we ended up really sort of hitting it off and slowly started playing together and stuff."


^{hey, so i'm name/alias. i've been roleplaying for time you've been roleplaying now. as well as this character, i also play other characters you play. you can reach me by pm is fine if you need me for anything. i found NO VACANCY TOUR by ad or person. if you can, specify which site ad you found us off and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

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