Post by JULIAN KLEIN on Jul 15, 2009 22:31:18 GMT -8
[/b] died when he was 30 - lead singer of Manson
JULIAN MENDEL KLEIN
I'VE JUST SEEN A FACEcharacter name: julian mendel klein
nicknames: ju, klein, yosef.
age: twenty two
gender: male
sexuality: straight
pb: james franco
THE LONG WINDING ROADoccupation: julian is trying to make it big with his band, the zigzags. he sings and plays guitar.
residence: lakewood condominiums
been in vegas for how long and why: julian moved to vegas the day after he finished highschool. he moved here with his band, hoping that he would get signed by a record label. so far, nothing has happened. even though his father was a famous rocker in the 70s, julian klein is known by nobody. julian now lives in new york living off his father's inheritance and supports his band mates as they all live in the same building.
FULL OF EXCITING STORIESlikes:
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WHEN I GET HOMEfamily:
"my dad is a fucking god. girls cried when they saw him on stage. he was the rock god of the universe in the 70s. i never saw him in concert or even knew what he really looked like, but from the stories i've heard, he was pretty damn cool. i want to show my father that i can be just as successful. i want girls to scream at me while i play my guitar solo. i want to be just as great as my father was."
amanda klein fifty two - waitress
"my mother is the most hardworking woman i have ever known. even though i support her enough for her not to work, she still waits tables down the street from where she lives. i swear she never sleeps. but no matter what my mother does, i still love her with all of my heart. my mother has always been my best friend. when my father wasn't around, my mother always was. she's the strongest, most confident mother i could have ever asked for. some people call me a momma's boy, and i can't deny it. i love my mother more than anything and would do anything for her. i had to move away from her to keep from seeing her too much. i was starting to get teased."[/ul]
history:
"my mother loved telling me the story about the night she met my father. she had saved up money for months to go to this stupid concert and stand in the front row. she was in love with my father before he even knew who she was. the entire night while she stood in front of the stage, he stared at her. every song was dedicated to the pretty girl in the front row. to make a long story short, i was conceived later on that night. i always stopped my mom before she went into the details.
unlike other groupie encounters, my mother and father fell in love. there was a summer while my father didn't work and stayed by my mother's side almost every day. they were head over heels and looked at the end of the summer like it was the end of the world. finally, a week before my father left for his world tour, my mother found out she was pregnant with me. to my father it was a blessing, but my mother was not excited about being a single mother. while my father toured, my mother became more and more pregnant. their phone calls would last forever but nothing satisfied my mother. nine months later, she gave birth to me while my father played a show in seattle.
after a week, my mother forgot that she was in this alone. she loved being a mom and loved me more than anything. my father finally saw me when i was 6 months old and he held me for hours and hours. i don't remember much about my father but i like to think that he was a great person. he supported my mother even though he was halfway across the world half of the time. he sent money so my mother was always comfortable and able to look after me during the day. my mother always worked even though she had enough money to sit on her ass the entire day.
i lived a perfectly normal childhood. growing up in a strictly jewish household led to me always doing well in school. we celebrated every jewish holiday and never had a christmas tree. i got teased for it but my mother always made up for it when i got home. i didn't have many friends in school, but i had a few. i got by without doing sports or having that many friends. i was just your average jewish boy who was madly in love with their mother.
i received the news of my father's overdose when i was seven. i remember walking home from school with a spelling text in my hand and a perfect score at the top. i was excited to show my mother how well i had done. that was our routine, i would show her my work as she made me a sandwich. but today was different. instead of coming home to my mother cleaning or cooking dinner, she was sitting paralyzed in front of the tv. when i asked her what was wrong, she wouldn't move a muscle. on the tv there was my father's face and words like cocaine and xanax. it took me years to realize that my father had died because he had gotten too high and taken too many pills. this changed my mother. she became paralyzed with pain and sadness. i would come home to her still lying in bed with her pajamas still on. no matter what i would do, my mother didn't smile for two years.
things started to change when i was twelve. my mother met another man. he was the complete opposite of my father. he was conservative, with a job in the office and a business haircut that made him look fatter than he really was. despite his odd appearance, he was just what my mother and i needed. he offered support, love and cared for us so much. he moved in 6 months after my mother and him met. i treated this man like my father. he would take me to baseball games and buy me things that my mother wouldn't. he was the father that i had always dreamed of. even though my father was a legend, my stepfather was the figure i needed.
the summer after i graduated from high school, my mother got married to this guy. i was happy, but ready to move out. they were starting a new family that i didn't want to be a part of. i wanted my mother to be happy but i wasn't happy living with them in chicago. two weeks after i graduated, i left for vegas with my band and my father's trust fund. even though my mother wished i was going off to college, she knew i needed to follow my dreams. my mother supports me no matter what and i visit her as often as possible. i moved to vegas with big dreams but they are slowly becoming smaller. i never want to leave vegas but will i ever hit it big? is las vegas the place for me?"
pets: a fish named wanda[/blockquote]
FROM US TO YOU
ooc name: tess[/size][/blockquote]
age: eighteen
years roleplaying: too many
other characters: natalie and nate
how did you hear about us: i helped make this shit
roleplay sample: refer to nate's bio pweeese.
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