Cage The Elephant - "Ain't No Rest For The Wicked"
"I tell you, if being a complete ass was an Olympic sport..."
I was born under the name of:
Arthur Dean Morris.
You can call me:
(More nicknames may be added throughout the roleplay)
Axel (current/preferred - his street "alias").
Arty (purely comical - a high school nickname).
Donkey (an insult - by his older brother only).
Dean (not uncommon, a simple alternative).
My age is:
Nineteen.
I was born on:
12th of June.
I was born in:
London, England.
I have been homeless for:
Roughly a year, maybe a little less.
Role:
The bad boy.
People would describe me as being:
Axel is what most would describe as being a typical 'bad boy'.
One of his most prominent qualities is his confidence, accompanied by his selfish narcissism, meaning that he gladly values his own life over those of others. While he isn't exactly cruel to other people, he's also not one for being all smiles and sunshine upon first meeting them. He appears very blunt and sarcastic, with a quick tongue and an ever quicker wit. It is said that he lacks a sense of empathy and sensitivity when dealing with other people, which isn't all true; while it seems as if he doesn't care about the feelings of others, it's simply that he never really knows how to react to certain emotions and isn't exactly very good at comforting people during difficult times. Despite how he many be feeling inside, he exudes a very strong sense of confidence with his every word and movement, which varies between being a good or bad thing.
Axel is incredibly hot-headed, and it doesn't take a whole lot to annoy him. Whether it's with a simple gesture or a rather offensive joke, if Axel takes it the wrong way then he is very quick to feel insulted, which of course causes him to act inappropriately. Sometimes violently, depending on the person and the incident. When he is angered, he'll show it without hesitation and he also won't stop to process what he's doing until it's over. Often times, he shows remorse for actions after he has calmed down, but this is not common as he can also be painfully stubborn. He hates to admit when he's wrong and it's even worse when someone gets the chance to show him up or prove him wrong. Axel also hates being told what to do, which gives him a defiant quality which is most commonly why he gets into so much trouble.
On a relatively more 'positive' note, Axel does have some decent qualities mixed in amongst the anger and narcissism. At times, he can be quite charming, especially towards the female members of the group. Of course, this is only really when he's in a good mood or when he wants something from someone. He loves to flirt, thinking of it as nothing more than a sport. However, if he has his sights set on someone, he can also be incredibly jealous when others show interest in that particular someone, though he'd never readily admit it to either of them. Axel keeps to himself, above all else, so he doesn't ever confess emotions to other people, unless he has put his trust in them completely; however this is rare, if not entirely impossible.
- Freedom.
- Empty streets (at night).
- Large dogs.
- Heavy music.
- Tattoos/piercings - all forms of body art.
- Blonde-haired women.
- Shy/furtive people.
- Unnecessarily loud noises.
- Heavily salted foods.
- Knives/guns.
- Being proven wrong.
- Cats.
- Facing his mother/brother after all this time.
- A slow death.
- Being caught in the act.
To get off the streets and find an apartment would be his primary goal in terms of his life dreams. However, despite how much he hates to admit it, he wants to find both the courage and the money to go back home and see how is mother is getting on, whether Joey moved back in or if things really are as bad as he'd imagined them to be.
I ended up here because:
Born and raised, for the most part, in London, Arthur lived a rather decent life with his mother and his older brother, Joey. While they were never exactly rich and could afford very few luxuries, they did well enough to keep themselves fed and clothed with a roof over their head at night. That was all Arthur ever really needed, or wanted. Not that it made a difference anyway. Arthur, as soon as he was old enough, was out every night with other teens from the local area. He was, for all intents and purposes, a normal teenager. But, like most, he gave into peer pressure and began doing things a boy of his age really shouldn't be doing. Drugs, alcohol, theft, vandalism, assault... The list goes on and on, and the activities get worse and worse.
When Joey and his newfound 'girlfriend' went flitting off to New York, Arthur begged them to take him as well, which they did. Arthur hadn't even processed the idea that his mother wouldn't be able to cope without both of them, both financially and emotionally, because he was too selfish to see past his desire to travel to New York. He didn't even bother to write to her or anything.
When they first arrived in New York, little over a year previous, Arthur lived with Joey and his girlfriend, Brianne, who were rather glad to have him there until she became pregnant and started filling Joey's head with ideas of marriage, despite Arthur's very best protests against such things; he knew it would only be worse for him, and he quickly developed a hatred for the young blonde.
He'd been in New York about 2-3 months when they told him to move out, and he was terrified because he'd never had to provide for himself before then. However, by this point, he'd already gotten a job in a nearby comic book store, and so he thought he'd be financially stable for the most part. Little did he know, rent was much more than he was earning and he soon lost his apartment. He lost touch with Joey, hearing from him only a few days before the loss of his apartment; Joey was going back to England after he found out their mother was in a worse state than he'd liked to imagine. The worst part of it all, he wasn't taking Arthur with him.
Soon after he began his life on the street, he lost his job and all sources of income he might've had at the time. To feed himself, he became a thief. To keep himself warm at night, be slept in abandoned buildings and beneath bridges. It was a hard life but the only one he had at the time. So, of course, when he was offered the opportunity to join a tightly-knit group of homeless youths, much like himself, he jumped at the opportunity. Despite his desire to be less than close with any of them, he quickly decided that a homeless life with others was better than a homeless life spent hopelessly alone.
I make a living by:
Axel is a thief, through and through. He takes what he wants, when he wants it, only to turn it for a decent profit. Theft comes in many forms; shoplifting, mugging, robbery. It gets him through life well enough, but it's difficult to do what he does without being caught. He'd do anything if it meant he'd have enough money to buy food or alcohol at the end of a long day, no matter what. He looks after himself more than anyone, but he does not mind providing for others if it is absolutely required of him, especially for the women.
Height:
5'8" tall.
Build:
Axel was a decent weight when he lived with his mother, but due to a lack of food he has since lost a lot of weight. He is skinny, but not unhealthily so. Wherever there is muscle to be found on his body, it is well toned. However, his form is usually hidden behind baggy, ripped clothing.
Eye color:
Dark brown.
Hair color:
Dark brown.
Other: (Not visible on face claim)
- A tattoo of two magpies, located on his lower back (more to the left).
- A tattoo sleeve on his left arm, consisting of multiple skulls.
- Axel has a rigid scar across his right shoulder blade, a few inches in length, from a serious fight he was in as a boy; Axel doesn't show his hideous scar or even speak of it often.
- Snakebite piercings in his bottom lip.
Face claim:
Luke Pasqualino.
