armentrout ; noah gavin

[noah]

NOAH G A V I N ARMENTROUT

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"i'm all lies, there's no fucking substance to me.
i can't tell you i love you, there isn't a reason to.
i'm the kind of person that doesn't need to be, you see."


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CARRY ON MY WAYWARD SON[/color]
THERE'LL BE PEACE WHEN YOU ARE DONE
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Name: noah gavin armentrout.
Age: nineteen.
Gender: male.
Sexual Orientation: pansexual.
Ethnicity: caucasian.
Member group: ghost.
Canon or Original: original.

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THEY FINALLY FOUND ME

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THE RENEGADE WHO HAD IT MADE
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Hair length | color: noah has shaggy medium length black hair which seems to be in a perpetual messy state. he constantly brushes it, to no avail.
Eye shape | color: noah's eyes are wide, almond-shaped, dark brown and extremely expressive.
Weight | height: 133 lbs. | 5'11"
Disginiushing features: one tattoo on his left arm of a group of brightly colored stars.
Face claim: paul griffiths.

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SLEEP WITH ONE EYE OPEN

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GRIPPING YOUR PILLOW TIGHT
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Personality: noah is an extremely quirky kid. he has a boundless amount of energy and a smile for anyone who looks his way. he adores making friends and holding on to anyone's hand if they allow him. his excitable nature reminds a few people of a puppy at times, and that's how noah usually acts most of the time. he talks a lot and loves to make up stories to tell. some would say he's a compulsive liar, but he calls it stretching the truth a bit. he doesn't lie about anything that could hurt his friendships or relationships, but he only makes up stories to entertain. noah is secretly terrified of losing any of his friends, so he tries to keep his friends secrets secret and not do anything to screw said friendship up. he is also somewhat absentminded, which can be a problem if you're talking to him and he just blanks out on you. it isn't his fault, he's probably daydreaming about his perfect romance or he totally forgot you were talking with him.

he's also extremely pessimistic when he's alone and if you do catch him off guard, you can see him putting himself down frequently with insults. noah does have a somewhat destructive habit of snapping a rubber band against his wrist. he used to simply use his nails to scratch his wrists until they bled. noah doesn't like to talk about the faint scars and usually will snap at anyone who does. even though he seems like your typical hyperactive kid, noah sometimes can have a complete 180 and be as quiet as a mouse. this is usually due to him screwing up a friendship and he's beating himself up about it, or he heard/saw/realized something about his past that he didn't like. noah is also extremely honest. sometimes he doesn't mean to be so, but he's been taught that if he wanted to keep friends, he'd better be truthful.

noah's likes seem to vary a lot. because of his boundless amount of energy, he usually switches from like to like in the blink of an eye. so far, he's pretty much addicted to; video games, shooting stars, lavender, music, boys, eyeliner, the smell of fresh sugar cookies, cake batter, cuddling, holding hands, artsy stuff, antiques, clocks, fireflies, glow sticks, coloring books, crayons, photography, his mom's cooking, italian food, tigers, pastries, reading, game boy colors, the piano, taking cold showers, staying up late, watching the stars, circuses, acrobatics, kisses , collarbones, sleeping, the sound of the ocean, fashion magazines.

on the other hand, there isn't much that makes him go off in a rage, but he does have his dislikes. such as; clingy girls, not listening to music, homophobes, rude people, dogs, smoke, bigoted people, the smell of peanut butter, crowds, bullies, windy days, sodas, hot weather, depending on others, smoke, liars, being heard singing, warm or hot showers, dogs, closed minded people, homophobic people, girls who talk too much, people who use others for their own gain, not being able to practice his photography, messy rooms.

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WE'RE BAD COMPANY

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KILL IN COLD BLOOD
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History: noah was born on a snowy night in portland, oregon. his mom, marina, was nineteen when she got pregnant and had him. her boyfriend, split as soon as he heard she was pregnant. noah spent most of his young childhood without a father figure in his life. when he turned seven however, marina met a handsome man who swept her completely off her feet. they married and soon, noah was pretty much an accessory. his mom still cooed over him, but she and her new husband, trent, were still in their honeymoon stage. because of the attention not being on him, noah started to make up stories to entertain himself and others at his school. this led to some of the kids calling him a liar and noah being bullied. his mom finally noticed her baby wasn't having the best of time in school, so she pulled him out to homeschool him herself. she didn't need to worry, trent had everything covered. he was a very successful businessman and made plenty for the three of them.

noah grew up pretty much away from the usual school setting. his mom homeschooled him from elementary all the way through middle school. when noah turned fourteen, marina kicked him off to high school saying 'no one should miss that experience.' thus, noah's high school years were spent in a public school. it was uneventful, he was the talkative one, yet he made straight A's. as soon as noah graduated from high school, he spent a few weeks pushing himself to the limit in making money. he hated that trent made all the money and decided that he wasn't going to depend on his father to pay his way through college.

thus, he worked extremely hard and made enough to move someplace else. his parents were distraught he was leaving, and tried to convince him to stay, to no avail. he probably should've waited to leave, since the flight to chambers island he was going to was faulty. he didn't care that the flight was delayed due to storms. he wanted out and away from his parents. the flight he was on crashed and he realized how stupid he was to ignore his parents' pleas. he never did cross over, he thinks it's his way of a penance for being a complete idiot and ignoring his parents.

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IM GOING DOWN, ALL THE WAY DOWN

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IM ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL
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Rp Sample:

benjamin was walking through the park, hoping that he could get some sun, and maybe find a flower vendor and buy some flowers for his mamma. that would've been a treat for her she'd totally appreciate! maybe that would've gotten him some love points and she would treat him to some of her homemade foods! oh, he sorta missed his mamma's cooking. he didn't think he was over visiting her enough, since he lived on campus of the school. ben's lips formed themselves into a pout at the idea. he couldn't believe he let her stay by herself with the bookstore. he could get a job there and help out at least. yeah, he'd totally do that next time he remembered! ben's pout turned itself right back into a wide smile at the ideas that filtered through his head. benjamin's mind easily wandered from idea to idea, not noticing the ominous clouds approaching or the people who seemed to be leaving the beautiful park. blinking his eyes at the sound of distant thunder, ben looked up at the sky. wincing at the drop of rain that fell into his eye, ben cursed mentally. but it was just benjamin's luck he had to walk out to the park, just as it started raining. "dannazione! just great!" he cried out, as he looked around for something to hide under. his eyes lit up at the gazebo that loomed ahead a few feet. jogging his way toward it, ben was surprised to see someone else in the gazebo. his lips curved upwards at the sight. at least he wasn't alone in the thing. he'd be pretty sad if all he had to do was watch the rain fall. as he reached the cover of the gazebo, benjamin's lips started moving a mile a minute at the girl who sat upon the benches the gazebo had. "um.. hi there! you look like you got caught in the rain too, huh?" ben greeted cheerfully, his accent slurring some of the words together. he hoped the girl didn't mind him much. he couldn't help but be friendly to anyone he saw. he thought of it as racking up his good karma. somewhere along the line, he was going to be rewarded on his cheerful attitude and smiles, he just knew it. tilting his head to the side, ben reached up and ruffled his hair to dry it a bit. as he awkwardly stood there, he wasn't sure what to do. should he continue talking or just.. go off to the other side of the gazebo in case the girl didn't want him talking to her? a small confused and disappointed frown crossed ben's face at the idea. maybe he could stand there a bit longer and wait for an answer, that would suffice for him.

tagged: desdemona. word count: #488
lyrics: catching sparks, the spill canvas
notes/translations: hope you don't mind me joining in? :D in order; "damn!"

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