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Created on 2007-06-15 14:41:14 (#13168579), last updated 2008-05-08
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Basic Info| Name: | Brendon Urie |
|---|---|
| Birthdate: | 04-12 |
| Location: | United States |
| Website: | FAKE |
BioName: Brendon Urie
Known For: Vocalist of Panic At The Disco
Clan: Toreador
Live Journal:![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
bden_boyd_urie
Screen Name: bden discosx
Character Photo: http://buzznet-86.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/missanais/default/brendonurie--large-msg-12038676
Brief Character Summary: Before Brendon was embraced, he was like any normal nineteen year old boy in Las Vegas. He was into experimenting with both sex and drugs, he loved singing and making music, sneaking into clubs, and going to his favorite band's shows. He was a young looking sweet face boy with big puppy dog eyes and a thin build.
The night he was embraced was his dream night, it was the night he would be sneaking into a club to see his favorite singer. Like many men and women, he too lusted after the gorgeous William Beckett. And that night, he made sure to catch the older man's eye. After downing some drinks and dancing the night away, Brendon was the lucky one to be invited backstage for the evening. The teenager had been talking and flirting heavily with the older man, before he just blacked out, either from drinking too much or other unknown reasons.
He remembered what happened when woke as clear as day, he laid there on his back on the couch and tried to remember what had happened previously and for some reason he couldn't. All he felt was a dull pain in his neck and a deep cold in his limbs. He didn't get it till he saw the William's lips covered in blood, his blood. Startled by the sight he went to leave, before he was stopped by William, who just smirked down at him with cold eyes and explained what he had done to him. He continued to tell Brendon how he begged for it, begged for William to change him, the honesty that appeared in his dark eyes was something that Brendon chose to ignore for the time. The young boy couldn't.. wouldn't believe he would ask for something like this in any mind set. To this day Brendon still loathes William as much as he adores him, he resents him for taking away his life and giving him what he has live to have now.
Brendon now is at the ripe age of twenty one, but is still trapped in his nineteen year old body. He is still fairly new to being a vampire, but he's quickly learning though and is slowly starting to understand everything without much help from his sire since Brendon chooses to ignore him most of the time, there are times when he caves and just has to see William. Besides all that, he is worming his way into the music industry by playing a few gigs here and there. He loves everything about music and its probably the only thing that makes him feel alive again.
Sample Role-Play:
(The night he was embraced)
Brendon stood out side the club where William would be playing that night, his hands fidgeting with his hair, trying to make it perfect. He had spent hours before just trying to get his outfit right, and he finally did. Fitted in his tight button up shirt and his equally tight skinny jeans, he thought to himself, ‘If he doesn’t notice me tonight, then I honestly have no chance with him ever.’
As soon as the line to get in started moving, the teenager’s heart started pounding. He got to the security guard and flashed his fake ID that said he was twenty-one, anyone with eyes could see it wasn’t real, but the guard let him in anyway. As soon as he was in he made a bee line towards the bar, he knew he had to be tipsy if he wanted kill his nerves. Brendon slide the bartended a twenty and was handed the strongest drink that his bill could get him. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he downed it quickly before heading to the stage to get in the front so there was no chance of his idol missing him.
Brendon’s drink hit him hard and fast and soon the small boy was out of his shell, just in time for William to come out. The teenager threw his arms up and moved his body to the music while slurring out the words softly more to himself than anyone else. As the show wrapped up hours later, his drunk had slowly worn off and he was in a calming tipsy phase. He had perched himself on a barstool as he came down from his adrenaline high, his head rested on his arms. Brendon was slowly falling asleep when he felt a whisper and hot breath run across the damp skin of his neck, “Why don’t you come hang out with me backstage, doll?” Instantly he shot up, he knew that voice, it was William.
Found At: Through Matt-S
Known For: Vocalist of Panic At The Disco
Clan: Toreador
Live Journal:
bden_boyd_urieScreen Name: bden discosx
Character Photo: http://buzznet-86.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/missanais/default/brendonurie--large-msg-12038676
Brief Character Summary: Before Brendon was embraced, he was like any normal nineteen year old boy in Las Vegas. He was into experimenting with both sex and drugs, he loved singing and making music, sneaking into clubs, and going to his favorite band's shows. He was a young looking sweet face boy with big puppy dog eyes and a thin build.
The night he was embraced was his dream night, it was the night he would be sneaking into a club to see his favorite singer. Like many men and women, he too lusted after the gorgeous William Beckett. And that night, he made sure to catch the older man's eye. After downing some drinks and dancing the night away, Brendon was the lucky one to be invited backstage for the evening. The teenager had been talking and flirting heavily with the older man, before he just blacked out, either from drinking too much or other unknown reasons.
He remembered what happened when woke as clear as day, he laid there on his back on the couch and tried to remember what had happened previously and for some reason he couldn't. All he felt was a dull pain in his neck and a deep cold in his limbs. He didn't get it till he saw the William's lips covered in blood, his blood. Startled by the sight he went to leave, before he was stopped by William, who just smirked down at him with cold eyes and explained what he had done to him. He continued to tell Brendon how he begged for it, begged for William to change him, the honesty that appeared in his dark eyes was something that Brendon chose to ignore for the time. The young boy couldn't.. wouldn't believe he would ask for something like this in any mind set. To this day Brendon still loathes William as much as he adores him, he resents him for taking away his life and giving him what he has live to have now.
Brendon now is at the ripe age of twenty one, but is still trapped in his nineteen year old body. He is still fairly new to being a vampire, but he's quickly learning though and is slowly starting to understand everything without much help from his sire since Brendon chooses to ignore him most of the time, there are times when he caves and just has to see William. Besides all that, he is worming his way into the music industry by playing a few gigs here and there. He loves everything about music and its probably the only thing that makes him feel alive again.
Sample Role-Play:
(The night he was embraced)
Brendon stood out side the club where William would be playing that night, his hands fidgeting with his hair, trying to make it perfect. He had spent hours before just trying to get his outfit right, and he finally did. Fitted in his tight button up shirt and his equally tight skinny jeans, he thought to himself, ‘If he doesn’t notice me tonight, then I honestly have no chance with him ever.’
As soon as the line to get in started moving, the teenager’s heart started pounding. He got to the security guard and flashed his fake ID that said he was twenty-one, anyone with eyes could see it wasn’t real, but the guard let him in anyway. As soon as he was in he made a bee line towards the bar, he knew he had to be tipsy if he wanted kill his nerves. Brendon slide the bartended a twenty and was handed the strongest drink that his bill could get him. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he downed it quickly before heading to the stage to get in the front so there was no chance of his idol missing him.
Brendon’s drink hit him hard and fast and soon the small boy was out of his shell, just in time for William to come out. The teenager threw his arms up and moved his body to the music while slurring out the words softly more to himself than anyone else. As the show wrapped up hours later, his drunk had slowly worn off and he was in a calming tipsy phase. He had perched himself on a barstool as he came down from his adrenaline high, his head rested on his arms. Brendon was slowly falling asleep when he felt a whisper and hot breath run across the damp skin of his neck, “Why don’t you come hang out with me backstage, doll?” Instantly he shot up, he knew that voice, it was William.
Found At: Through Matt-S
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