Note: Ignore the girl...only picture I could find that suits my vision of himNameDylan James Heron
AgeSeventeen
GenderMale
LikesMoney, Girls, Cars, Racing, Skate Boarding, Smoking, Drinking
DislikesAny Authority, Other Drug Dealers (he's very protective of 'his territory'), 'Jocks', Any guy who thinks their better than him
BackgroundDylan was born into a life of riches, his father being a highly successful business owner, and his mother a porn star. All his life, he got whatever he wanted, except for one thing- the love and attention of his parents. Him and his half-brother Ryan were passed from nanny to nanny as both his parents were too 'busy' to give the two any attention. Eventually, as any neglected child tends to do, Dylan decided it was time to rebel. He was only twelve years old when he began dealing marijuana (a starter drug for most dealers). Having the determination and greed Dylan has, he worked his way up to the top and owned his own 'turfs', dealing just about any drug he could get his hands on. By the time he learned to drive, he began to street race and occasionally run drugs across the border.
As Dylan got more and more successful, he realized that the he didn't have to do any of this dirty work. He watched as his half-brother, who was always anti-social, and as Dylan put it, 'fucked in the head', plunged into the world of cocaine. This showed a good deal to Dylan, and he introduced his brother to this 'dirty work' of his, for free junk.
When Dylan heard of a new high class boarding school, he saw a great opportunity. Rich snobs who have tons of money at their disposal at every which direction. With one request to daddy dearest, him and Ryan were shipped to California. Both parents, although they did not really know much about the two boys, knew that this would mean trouble and possible suspensions or being kicked out from the school, so their sexually persuasive mother slipped in to visit the administrators, convincing them to 'ignore her sons' dirty deeds'.
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Note: Since it's black and white, I'll let you know he has very dark brown hair and what people describe as 'lifeless' gray eyes. His skin tone's rather pale, as he doesn't leave his place very often unless beckoned by Dylan, which is generally during the night.NameRyan Damian Heron
AgeSixteen
GenderMale
LikesCocaine, Smoking, Drinking, Fighting, Big dogs
DislikesMost people, His parents, Fruity drinks, Any authority besides Dylan
BackgroundRyan was born into the same snobbish rich family as Dylan, although he had a different father. He never met his true father, just knew he was just another porn star ('woopsie!' as his mother put it). This caused his father-figure to resent him, and he was pushed aside as Dylan got everything he asked for. The cause for the two to be sent from nanny to nanny was Ryan himself, who snapped at anything that angered him even the slightest and became a violent monster. He rarely went to school- the only reason he passed any grade was his mother and her sexually manipulative ways, as well as his father shoving money at school administrations. Not that he really cared much about Ryan, he just wanted him to get through school and the hell out of his life.
Ryan was only fourteen when he began experimenting with drugs- it had been around him for a while with his half-brother dealing, and a few times he had walked in on his father snorting lines of white dust. He wanted to see what the whole hype of this 'devil's powder' was, and therefore raided his father's stash and tried it out himself. Ever since then, he's been hopelessly addicted to coke, and it didn't help when Dylan set up his deal for Ryan. Not that he minded doing dirty work- to him, it meant he had more of a chance of being killed. To Ryan, being killed was a good thing, as he'd had too many points where he attempted to do it himself, and chickened out.
When Dylan sent the two to boarding school, Ryan didn't agree to the idea. Alas, his parents sent them away, and now his only sanity is his little white friend in dust form.
