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Zachary Osier

"Love requires trust, and I'm not going to give anyone the chance to break mine again."

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a character in “A bottle of tequilla and some music please!”, originally authored by FamishedPants, as played by RolePlayGateway

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Full Name
Zachary Clayton Osier

Nick Names
Zach

Age
24
Role
Guitars

Likes
†Jokes
†Music
†Guitars
†Sex
†Sparring
†Kids
†Rock
†Metal

Dislikes
†Boredom
†Seriousness
†People telling him to be 'mature'
†Writing
†Drugs
†Drug Abusers
†Dubstep

Addictions
- Sex
- Hamburgers (Or so people say)



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Occupation
Guitarist, Assistant instructor at a Tae-Kwon-Do dojo

Relationships with others
Morgan "Mo" Monprofit(Singer): "I like to think of her as Batman. By day, kind and sweet, shy to a fault. But by night she can party, and I've seen her mad once. Don't want to see that again, thank you."
Indiana Scarlett Karver(Bass): "She's too quiet, I think. I mean she can party and joke, just not often enough. Can't live without that bass though, gotta give her that."
Annie Roth (Journalist): "I can't say much because I don't get the chance to directly speak to her, though she isn't too bad on the eyes."
Douma Allen Vacante (Techie): "That boy's quite cheerful and nice. I don't mind having him around to fix all the electronics, though he does kinda give off a weird vibe. But... I don't know, he's a good guy all in all."
Sutton Michael Henderson (Roadie): "Quiet... too quiet. I don't really have much of an opinion on him since he doesn't talk as often as I do. Then again, I think Dan's the only one who does. Horrible taste in music though."

Dating/Crushes
I loved my father and mother, but what did that get me? Physical relations are just fine with me.

Secrets
- It's not like I hate them or anything.... but I don't feel comfortable around homosexuals.
- The scar I have on my stomach was from my parents stabbing me, not some accident.




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Appearance
Hair Color: Light Brown
Eye Color: Blue
Scar: A small scar just at the right side of his stomach where he supposedly fell on a knife while holding it when he was younger.

Personality
Most people pass Zach off as an immature man who needs to grow up and take responsibility instead of lazing around. With a cocky grin on his face most of the time, people don't have to think hard to see he has more self-confidence than he needs. With little commitment to anything but the band, he has an annoying trait to be blunt when something is boring and will either try to do something else or leave the situation altogether in some cases. He doesn't go long without making a joke, even in situations he shouldn't, and is always up for a drink or party, but unlike the rest of his band, he enjoys every bit of a party, not just dancing and drinking. He doesn't hide that face either, but he does show that he respects another's choices with what they do with their body. Of course, if someone tries to get mad at what he chooses... well, he doesn't care much what others think about him and can be pretty harsh when he wants to. But that is rare, and so long as you aren't actively trying, Zach will rarely show anger or anything else than a bored expression or grin. He's also really good with children, though most would doubt that given his immature actions with woman.

He dislikes speaking about his parents though, as a last note.

History
Zachary had a normal life for the first twelve years of it. His personality was different from now than it was back then, which is to be expected, but drastically so. Prior to then, he was kind and even chivalrous (for his age), talking and conversing like a normal person. He did care what others though about him and tried his best to entertain and to please people. But all that changed when the fire nation attacked he made a mistake.... and a discovery.

It was during a summer break when Zach had been helping clean the house along with his mother and father. Atop a dresser sat an urn which had supposedly contained his grandfather's ashes, and his mother did so cherish the man. But during the cleaning, Zach had knocked it down and it shattered onto the floor, spilling its contents everywhere. The problem was, what came out of the urn was in white, in a plastic bag. Zachary didn't know what cocaine was at the time, and not really in the mood to think, he just assumed there was reason for this, it just didn't matter to him. He'd get in trouble if he didn't do something. He tried to piece the urn back together with the bags and that's when his parents walked in with dropped jaws. Scolding would have been fine, even a spanking or four, but their reaction was to completely break character and cuss at him, his own mother even pushed him to the ground. That MIGHT have been it had he not asked why the ashes were pure white. By now, you should probably have realized that I didn't explain that Zach didn't know what cocaine was for no reason - his parents were drug addicts. His mother panicked, fearing they would get arrested for possession if their child had spoke had blurted out something, and because common sense apparently didn't run in the family, she stabbed him.

His father saved him, but not out of love.

They had already stabbed him once and his dad's idea was to proclaim that it was an accident. His dad knew that after this, Zach would be terrified to speak of what happened, to anyone. His assumption was correct, and Zach found himself telling tales of his own 'stupidity', running with a knife. He got to live the next six years of his life in a state of near-terror, wondering if his mom and dad, who he had once loved, would try to simply kill him. He moved out the day after he hit eighteen and broke contact with them. He isn't really sure why he never spoke about what happened. Maybe fear, or maybe he just didn't want to worry about anything ever again. With one of his old hobbies having been Tae-Kwon-Do (which he got 'interested' in because he wanted to protect himself from them) and having a fondness with the guitar, he soon got to where he was today with a job in a band and in a dojo, assisting children. He developed his immature attitude somewhere down the line.

So begins...

Zachary Osier's Story

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Zachary's bored, tired and lacking eyes scanned the airport around him, spotting many people departing the plan alongside him, his bandmates and the planes taking off from the windows. He rubbed his temples slowly and closed his eyes, yawning vigorously, almost obnoxiously. They had finally left that dreaded plane and made way back to land! Oh the joy, for he was not a bird and believed his feet were best firmly planted on the ground. Although he wished his feet were on better ground. Unfamiliar places weren't his favorite, and they weren't even in good America anymore, let alone the United States.

He might have to fake an accent to fit in or something.

His glance was pulled towards the man on the floor, who seemed to be worshiping with his mouth which wasn't too sanitary. Meh. "Jay, floors are for your feet, not your mouth, silly." he remarked, giving the man a pat on the back and sighing. "But I guess we're all happy that's over." he glanced around at his fellow band members before making said observation. One of them, Dan, suggested they go to get some coffee and as tired as Zach was, that sounded like the best idea in the world and so he turned to the boy and went to agree when...

"I hate to be the one to point out the obvious, but what are we going to do if our instruments aren't on that baggage claim? Because it looks to me like that might happen to us."

Zach frowned and glanced longingly at where his bags were supposed to be. "Maybe if we pretend, that wont happen?....no?" he shook his head and was actually very displeased if this turned out to be the case, though no one could tell. As far as his fellow members go, none of them had actually seen him 'mad' before. Displeased, but not mad. However, he just bought his new instrument, and losing that investment wasn't really something he wanted the airline to be guilty of. It was red and everything! "I'm so tired that at this point, I don't even care. I'll care later when I have the strength, will and beer to do so." he stated. "Coffee sounds nice."

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Morgan

'Here's some chapstick' Dan gave her a bottle of water and a chap stick. She was so glad. Dan always thought of everything. She sighed thankfully at him and blew him a thank you kiss from her hand. She smiled. She felt a whole lot better with some water and something to ease the pain in her lips. Dan said something about coffee. 'Dan, you are my hero! as soon as i have this stupid bag of mine I need some coffee!' Morgan said tired. She was sitting on the floor looking up at the bags starting to flow by.

"I hate to be the one to point out the obvious, but what are we going to do if our instruments aren't on that baggage claim? Because it looks to me like that might happen to us."

Morgan got nervous. What? No. This can't be. You know. This are her clothes and her shower cream and toothbrush and.. oh there it was! A big red case with her name on in black letters. Her heart jumped back in place. But some of the others were still looking for their stuff. I hope everything will be allright!

James

He heard Indiana chuckle as he kissed the grouns. 'Are you laughing at me madame?' he said in a joking over acted british accent. She was leaning on one of the concrete poles that held up the high ceiling. Jay, floors are for your feet, not your mouth, silly. But I guess we're all happy that's over." Zach said while patting him on the back. 'I know I know' James told him. 'haven't you ever been sooo madly happy that you were home you would do anything? It's like being drunk without having touched alcohol : everything is a good idea.'

"I hate to be the one to point out the obvious, but what are we going to do if our instruments aren't on that baggage claim? Because it looks to me like that might happen to us."

James saw the bags flow by. He saw the same one twice... for times even six times. He didn't see his drum kit. His heart started to race and his mind started to panic. Maybe they have a special service for big items! Yes that could be it! I just go and ask the lady over there and she will give me my baby... I mean drum kit! He said to himself.

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'You want some water Zach'? Morgan asked after she recovered her bag. It was a heavy one. She took out hor bag with deodorant and sprayed some on her. 'Almost as good as new!' Morgan glanced at the journalist. That Annie girl. The manager said she had do come with us. The problem was that Morgan felled watched... as if someone noted everything she did... like in the somg 'every step you take, every move you make, I'll be watching you'. She felt a shiver running over her spine. I hope i'm not going to make a fool of myself when I'm drunk. She planned on partying a lot. She wasn't realy the party girl but she wanted to change that. She wanted to reinvent herself...

James

'THAT'S MY BAG!' James yelled. 'GET IT OFF!' he was a madmenn. The bag came rolling down and went slowely the other side. James was anxious. He was scared. What if the drums were broken? What if they were lost. What if he would never see them again? When he got the bag he opened it and dove up some drumsticks and a can of energy drink. 'want a sip?' he asked Indiana. She looked exhausted. After a while he was so nervous he begann drumming on the floor an on people's bags. It must have been irritating for other people but yes... waiting was boring for everybody. 'Who is missing stuff?' he asked slowely because he noticed other people looking around scared.

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Zachary picked up a long, black bag. It was his, he knew this much, but this was simply his clothing and 'essentials', not his guitar. He couldn't find it anywhere. He quickly glanced at many of the bags, but did not see his guitar or anything, a frown beginning to play on his lips because of this. Now he had to figure out what to do if they were going to have his epic skills in the next gig. He ran his hand through his short, brown hair.

"You want some water, Zach?"

The guitarist without a guitar turned to face their singer, Morgan. He quickly changed his frown upside down into a small smile and spoke. "Yes!" he answered rather quickly and enthusiastically, betraying the fact that he hadn't really decided to drink the whole trip because during the flight he had felt sick and moving to get to the bathroom would only have made him feel worse. If it wasn't clear already, Zachary hated flying on a plane, and sometimes he couldn't even manage to keep his lunch or breakfast down on a flight. "Hey, are you missing anything M? I've apparently lost my fifth limb."

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Morgan

Oh. I'm not missing anything I have my microph... wait. Oh you're missing your guitar? That's a disaster. When is our next gig? Is someone missing something else? Morgan suddenly realized she was talking too much... again.
Maybe we can go to the luggage claim thingy back there. She pointed at some woman in a stewardess suit at a desk helping other people. Maybe they have a solution or maybe not. In times like these - when things were going wrong on times when they ABSOLUTELY were not supposed to go wrong, she panicked. And she has to stop doing that. 'I'm so sorry... you know how I am... I wish I had your steel nerves' she said and looked at the tips of her shoes. 'We will get your guitar back!'

'Who is missing stuff?' she heard james say in an anxious voice. 'Oh no, not him as well...'

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Zachary stood and watched the interactions, sighing to himself as his fellow mates conversed and complained. He was a little upset about his guitar, but not so much as his drummer, who wasn't taking the loss quite so well. Then again, this guitar was newer and not old enough to be considered his 'friend'. When Zach's first guitar broke one night during a gig quite literally, he was very upset, but a guitar's a guitar and a drum's a drum - you can't whine over it for very long. Or at least you aren't supposed to.

"I've never had so much fun in an airport." Zach remarked quite sarcastically.

(Sorry if I ignored anyone - I can't see that many posts, none of them with Zach. D:)

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Morgan

Morgan felt a little better now everything was going to be okay. The woman behind the counter had told them they could collect their stuff the day after tomorrow. Morgan had ben desperate to get the stuff flown in tomorrow but that seemed to be impossible. The day after tomorrow would be their first gig so they would only have their instruments a few hours before the gig. It will work... she told herself. She turned around and saw James was alread a lot more chilled out than he was a few moments ago. He had been panicking and she hadn't been able to calm him down untill the lady said he would have his drum kit back the day after tomorrow... before the gig.
She turned to Zach and looked up? He was bigger than her. She always felt small when she was with him. Small and breakable... as if he could crush her with one finger. It was unsetteling and... attractive at the same time. She sighed and patted him on the shoulder. "I've never had so much fun in an airport." he said in a sarcastic tone. She smiled at him and replied : I'll pay you a beer big boy.


James

James felt at peace. He was going to get his stuff back. He packed handed the document over to the lady and patted Morgan on the head before he went to the rest of the group. Indiana was helping Dan. Dan had calmed down as well he saw. How could a thing like this have been happening? He was so glad to be in the UK but this isn't really the thing he was expecting. "I've never had so much fun in an airport." he heard zach say. James chuckled almost unnoticable. The nerves were leaving his body and he could laugh again. Zach was more than right. So people... in stead of getting some coffee... who's in for a beer?

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"I'll pay you a beer big boy."

Zachary's blue eyes gazed down upon the smaller woman and he smiled quite brightly, his enthusiasm and happiness unnhidden from view. "You would be so kind?" now that there was something to do, he could easily take his mind off his missing equipment and place it upon doing something fun or exciting. At the moment, even partying as 'light' as the others do (meaning no sex) would be more than enough to keep his mind occupied and away from negative things such as worry or stress. How could you worry when you're drunk, or moderately buzzed?

However, before they could go to the nearest bar or escape the confines of the crowded airport, Sutton informed them of a call from their manager. Now the drinks were to be delayed, and this small fact caused Zach's lips to curve downwards into a frown, from which he hid from anybody's eyes. After a moment to himself so he could get over the fact that there was no drinks, he manned up and looked back at Morgan. "You said you still had everything, right Mo?" he asked to make sure. "Then I don't have my guitar, Jay doesn't have his drums and I think Dan's without his... stuff."

He paused and almost look like he was lost in deep thought until he spoke again. "So who regrets not listening to poor old Zachary when he said that Far-View Airlines would've been a better choice?" he asked loudly enough for most of his band to hear.

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James

James was seated on the floor. He was thinking about the tour and was drumming with his two sticks on someones case. rumdomrumdom. He heard Sutton say something about the manager. Evony would be waiting for them outside. He guessed she would be downing coffee right now to calm her nerves. She wants a list of everything we lost and told us to meet at the Servisair Executive Lounge in Terminal One with all the crap we DO have. he heard Sutton say. My whole drum kit james anwsered him while getting up. His legs were tired and painful. He yawned and got his bag. Is everybody ready so we can go?

Morgan

You would be so kind? Zachary asked her with a grin. Morgan nodded. yes I have everything now. She picked up her bag and started walking towards the rest of the people - sutton that was. Because he was in contact with the manager. "So who regrets not listening to poor old Zachary when he said that Far-View Airlines would've been a better choice?" Zach said out loud. oh Zach, sometimes you can be SUCH a whiner Morgan said. But hey, If we're going to the Lounge maybe I can buy you that beer I promised you to shut you op she said with a cocky, though joking smile on her face.

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Looking back at Morgan, Sutton tried to remember the name of the place they were supposed to go to. Usually he had no problem with memory, but a fog was settling into his brain, and it was hard for him to even remember where they were right now. "Servisair Executive Lounge in Terminal One," he said, then nodded to himself. "Yeah, that's it," sighing, he shoved his hands in his pockets, then began walking a little ahead of them. Apperantly Naomi and Dan were not going to join in on the 'festivities', which meant Sutton was probably going to sit in the corner a little awkwardly with the band and listen to what Evony had to tell them. He had no problem with this, of course, but he didn't want to feel like he was intruding on the band talk. But he was good for some things, like taking notes on his iPhone of whatever Evony wanted the band to remember. It made him feel important, to say the least. Although he didn't show it, Sutton cared just as much about the band as anyone else in the group, and liked to watch them succeed.

Since he was ahead of the group, he reached the lounge first, then looked around. Fairly empty, except a couple of people with their laptops in the corner, sipping on their whiskeys. He supposed he was going to order himself one as well, something a tad stronger than beer. Alcohol kept him just as alert as a good energy drink did, after all.

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Morgan

Morgan was dead tired. Dan and Naomi were already going to the hotel. Morgan guessed Evony still had the booking papers for the hotel since she was the 'baby sitter' or maybe someone else had them. She was too tired to ask. Her legs were moving on their own. Step...step...step...step. She wasn't even fully aware of the people around her. As they moved to the lounge she kept thinking about the tour to come. It was going to be awesome. As she reached the lounge she walked over to the bar and ordered twoo beers. One for her and the one she promised Zach. Here you go She gave him the drink. I hope Evony will arrive soon because I just want to go to the hotel and sleep!

Hey! Morgan! Can you get me one of those red bulls please? she heard james shout. She looked around and saw him lying in one of the couches. She turned around and ordered a Red Bull. Just this one time James.... You owe me!

James

James was just moving forward. As the group was entering the lounge the first thing he wanted to do was sit down. He walked over to a couple of benches that looked very comfortable and fell down face first on one of the big leather ones. I am so damn tired! he said into the couch, his words smothered by the leather. He turned his head and saw Morgan getting a drink. Would they also have energy drinks? He could use one of them. He tried to get up out of the sofa but found he was too lazy for this. Hey! Morgan! Can you get me one of those red bulls please?

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"Here you go"

Zachary was handed a drink by the band's beautiful and talented singer, as promised, raising his lips into a smile. He immediately popped open the top and gave one big drink out of the can as Morgan had been ordering James a Red Bull. Now that he thought about it, a Monster would be nice right about now to snap the man awake. He hadn't even really done much since they got off the plane and he almost wanted to collapse into bed..... alone!

"I know how you feel; I'm ready to hit the hay as well, possibly without doing anything else." he said almost as if he were amazed by the thought. He smiled. "Guess it's 'cause planes are not something I can sleep in." he commented, taking a small sip from his beer. "Are you good aside from tiredness, Mo?" he asked out of a genuine concern for his own bandmate. "I heard someone couldn't keep their lunch on the plane the whole entire time." his eyes narrowed. "And he wasn't throwing up."