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Halen Hayes

"I don't need anything except a good song and a bottle of cheap wine."

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a character in “Machines For Kids”, as played by ZoeyAutopsyx

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Full Name: Halen George Hayes - "I was given the middle name 'George' because my mom was in love with George Harrison from The Beatles. Imagine that..."
Nickname: He simple goes by Halen. - "Why the Hell would I need a nickname for this, I mean, this name doesn't need shortening."
Gender: Male - "Do you need proof of this?"
Instrument: His voice, though he does play guitar, and has been playing just as a hobby since he was about six years old. - "I almost never leave the house without my guitar."
Sexual Orientation/Identity: Halen considers himself Pansexual, for he judges people for who they are as a person rather than their sex. - "I mean, I can't even get a date, so I don't even know why this is relevant to me anymore."
Age: Nineteen years of age - "Yes, I realize that I look a lot older than I actually am..."






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Appearance: Halen is a fairly tall individual, standing at about six feet and one inch from the ground. He is on the slender side, but that doesn't go to say that he doesn't have any muscle on him. He does like to work out whenever there is an opportunity to, but he doesn't go out of his way to do so. He is naturally a light tan color, but almost immediately darkens if he were to spend a full day in the sun. This is why he avoids sunlight like the plague, for he doesn't want to get too dark. He has a defined, mature face, made up of high cheek bones, a straight nose, and grim, hazel-green eyes that look like they've seen a lot more than nineteen years worth of events. Some will go as far as to say he reminds them of Johnny Depp or possibly John Mayer, but he has never admitted that he resembles either of these people. His hair is brown, and he wears it in a shaggy, unkempt way, and as for facial hair, usually there is a hint of a mustache and beard there, which only adds more age to his face.
Phobias: Halen has a deathly fear of heights, as well as hospitals and tarantulas.
Personality: With a handsome face and an eloquent way of speaking, it is no secret that Halen is just a tad cocky, and he will even admit this fact himself. Though he will not go as far as to say 'Hello, I am better than you.', some of the things that he says do sometimes appear to be that way. Rest assured though, he is not the type of person to go out of his way to hurt someone's feelings, and will most likely be the first to apologize if such a situation were to occur. He does not get pleasure out of seeing someone upset, or hurt, but he is also not the best person to come to if you need assurance or a shoulder to cry on. He is rather awkward when it comes to emotions, and doesn't exactly know how to console another person. Ironically though, he is more emotional than one might think, but he just chooses not to show it in front of others, for he doesn't want people to think that he is weak. He is a jealous individual who likes to have things to himself, which is why he hasn't had the best of luck in relationships. He wants to be the biggest part of someone's life, the person that you drop everything for when he needs you to. He is a passionate, honest person who is still trying to find his way in life, and he doesn't exactly know where he is going with his life just yet, either.
Favorite music: Metal and Classic Rock are pretty much the only thing that Halen enjoys listening to, and as long as the song has an actual profound meaning to it, he will listen to it, no matter what genre it falls under. His all-time, favorite band is The Beatles.
Least Favorite music: Halen absolutely cannot stand mainstream music, including anything from One Direction, Nicki Minaj, Rihanna, etc. He does not see that as music, and could live a perfectly full life without said artists.





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Likes:
+Vintage wrist watches
+Monster - the green kind only
+Old Disney movies
+Vinyl records
+Twitter
+Classic novels

Dislikes:
-Being photographed
-Facial piercings
-Root beer
-Complainers
-Humid weather
-Religion

Background: Born and raised in Los Angeles, California, Halen is all too familiar with the fast, jam-packed city life, as well as with being around important and famous people. He is the only child to his mother, who works as a Physician in the heart of the city, and his father, who is the owner of a business and was almost never around because of the trips he had to be on. So more than anything, Halen grew up raised by his mother, and got into music from an early age. His mother introduced him to great artists like The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, and Led Zeppelin, and Halen would spend hours listening to vinyl records in the garage, trying to learn the songs and playing them over and over again. He got his first guitar when he was about six, and since then, he hasn't stopped learning songs as well as writing his own, getting inspiration from everything around him.

So begins...

Halen Hayes's Story

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To say he had been awake since the early hours of the morning would be an understatement, for Halen had not gone to sleep at all for the past twenty-four hours of his life, and in all honesty, he was feeling wide awake. Two green Monsters and a bottle of lemonade had accomplished keeping the boy alert, and he was busy trying to tame his wild locks of hair when he felt his iPhone vibrate in his back pocket.

"God damn it," he mumbled to himself as he fished out his phone, then unlocked the screen and read a text from Milo, one of his band mates.

"leaving! leaving! ill pick you guys up one at a time, who's first?" the text read, and Halen had to hide the smirk on his face as he replied: "I'll be waiting out front, pick up whoever you want first."

To say that Halen was patient was pushing the envelope quite a bit, but in this case, he didn't mind waiting. This was his last opportunity to take in the silence and the solitude. Of course he didn't mind the company of his fellow band mates, but most of the time, he wanted at least an hour to himself. Nevertheless, he couldn't help but feel the buzz of excitement, which is why he had been preoccupied with packing for the past four hours. He knew that he most likely packed more than he needed, but it was better to be safe than sorry. And so, after he was done messing with his hair, he adjusted his plaid shirt, the white V-neck underneath, and his suspenders. Some went as far to say that Halen had an almost 'homeless' look about him, but he liked to think of it as vintage.

He finished off the look with a couple of necklaces, then grabbed his sunglasses off the bathroom counter and walked over to where his bags and guitar case were waiting. Picking up both, he walked out of his room and down the hall, through the empty house. His mother had already gone to work, so he never got to say goodbye to her, but he could always text her later on. She worried too much, to say the least.

A minute later, he was sitting out front on his driveway, his luggage under him while he tossed his phone from palm to palm, left to day dream about what adventures were lying ahead of him and his band mates.

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It didn't take very long for Halen to realize that it might take longer than expected for Milo to arrive, and in the meantime, he had to find something to do to entertain himself. After giving it some thought, he stood up, then opened up the smaller compartment of his bag and pulled out his ear buds, then sat back down and plugged them into his iPhone. A little music while waiting never hurt anyone, he thought to himself, as he turned his phone horizontally then began scrolling through his albums.

"Hmmm....fuck it, let me pick something at random," he mumbled to himself, then pressed the shuffle button and looked up again while Bullet For My Valentine's Waking The Demon started playing. The song didn't really fit the moment, but nevertheless, it gave him something to concentrate on while he waited on his band mate to show up.

Halen knew that there was probably going to be a little bit of a problem loading everything up, what with Skylar's drum set, but he chose not to concentrate on that fact. And, more than likely, he would be forced to be squished in the back seat. Whatever the case was, he had to have a seat by the window, tight spaces weren't exactly his thing. Who knew, maybe he would have time to work on finishing the latest song he started writing. Of course, none of the other band mates ever knew when he was working on something, for he did not want to reveal it until it was finished. And deep inside, he always had a worry that the song wouldn't be appreciated by the rest of the band, but he always pushed the feeling aside.

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Tansy sighed as she waited for her friends to pick her up. She thought it was taking them quite a bit longer than usual to get their but then again Milo was picking up everyone and they were all kind of scattered. She rested her key board on her lap, her legs crossed at the ankles, turning it on she began to mess around on it. She was always coming up with new beats and ways to make them sound more and more like they were falling down the rabbit hole or having a rave party in wonderland.

She loved their 70s inspired psychedelic sound, it was definitely different from today’s fluffy pop culture. But, she honestly could care less if they sound like Justin Beiber as long as she got to play her thing. She tapped on a few keys before deciding to text Halen.

“Hey Babe, they pick you up yet?” she asked

At first everyone had been kind of weirder out at the fact that Tansy called everyone Babe or Baby or Love, but that was just who she was and eventually they had gotten used to it.


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Cliff couldn't help but grin slightly as Milo made his signature, goofy smile. His brow furrowed in confusion, however, at the comment Milo made. Oh shit, this could not be good. Before he knew it, Miley Cyrus's voice was filling the car. Emitting a loud, dramatic groan, Cliff rolled his eyes.

"Really, Milo? Really?" he asked. Cliff took a drag from his cigarette slowly and the breathed the smoke out toward the window, which he cranked open for that purpose. He got one more drag out of the cigarette and then tossed it while Milo went on and on about the singer. "Yeah, she's pretty attractive. But I don't really bother to watch her music videos because, y'know, it's not really my forte. He glanced over boredly as Milo phone vibrated. "You shouldn't text and drive, kid. An old band mate of mine nearly died because of that." He didn't like to patronize. In fact, Cliff would have rather kept his mouth shut. But, his band meant a lot to him and he didn't want to see any of them get hurt, especially just before their biggest tour.

"Arlo Guthrie is Woody Guthrie's son..." Milo began again, continuing the earlier argument about the music in the car.

"It's not that I don't like him. I'm just not fond of his music," he replied. "I respect Guthrie, don't get me wrong, but I'd certainly rather listen to Cobain or even the Beatles than this." Their music taste was quite different and it usually accounted for a few good debates. Yet, Cliff wasn't prepared to bash his preferences. He might not approve of the music, but if Milo liked it, he would just have to live with it.

As they drove into Sky's neighborhood, Cliff slowly sat up to look a little less intimidating or anti-social. Subconsciously, he gripped the handle on the door as Milo weaved in and out uncontrollably. "Maybe you want to, I don't know, slow down, Milo?" he suggested again, looking over at the younger male with his brow slightly creased. I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, he thought fevrently, lighting up another cigarette to ease his nerves. They turned into the driveway of Sky's home as she started waving at them.

"Hey guys! Good morning, Milo and Cliff!" she cried cheerfully. Cliff smiled crookedly in his usual way and waved his free hand as the other held his cigarette. "Hey there, Sky." He stepped out of the car for a moment and hugged Sky back as she threw her arms around him in her over-excited way.

Cliff denied the pack politely as Sky offered it, gesturing to the smoke in between his calloused fingers. He laughed at Sky's request but, nevertheless, flicked his smoke on to the yard of her house. Cliff started toward her drums, thinking to help her, but then he decided he wouldn't want someone to touch his instruments and he didn't want to have the worry of dropping something on his shoulders. Instead, he retreated into the car again and sat there for a while, trying to ignore Miley Cyrus's voice that rang through the car. At the comment about everyone's folks knowing or not knowing where they were going.

"Well, I haven't spoken with my folks in years," he replied. "I don't think they care, either way." The lot left soon after, on their way to Halen's house. As they parked in the driveway, Cliff decided to get out again and follow Milo to the front door, hand shoved into his hoodie's pockets. Slowly, the guitarist rocked on his heels and looked around slowly.

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Skylar smiled at Cliff comment about his parents, she was thankful she wasn't the only one with parents who didn't approve of her life choices. She admired Cliff, always had since she joined the band, he was older and seemed to have a sort of final say on things or that's how Skylar saw it. He was a bit like a role model to Skylar and she did have a bit in common with him. As they drove in the sound of pop music Skylar opened her mouth to say something, but Milo beat her to it by turning on something else.

"Yeah Halen's house is closer." She added before glancing out the window and watching the scenery fly by. The excitement of fleeing home and going away on a tour had hit her and she was getting rather excited. When they approached Halen's house Milo offered to go fetch the band's singer be himself but Skylar went out and followed Cliff and Milo to Halen's doorstep.

Skylar liked Halen, they shared a favorite band and she liked anyone who could dig the Beatles like she could. If you could appreciate the old stuff, you were awesome and a friend, but if you loved it like she did, then you were amazing in Skylar's eyes. Also she knew the singer would probably be the one to let her do a oldie or two when they were preforming. She messed around with her curly hair which was still a bit wet from her shower and was beginning to frizz at the ends a little. Skylar couldn't stand frizzy hair and couldn't stop messing with it when she though it was frizzy.

Being preoccupied with her hair she didn't noticed the wasp that had flew on her hat but when she did catch sight of the insect she yet out a scream and started flipping out, like she did whenever a bug dared to get too close to her. In her little crazy moment she ended up getting stung by the wasp before stepping on it.

"Oh Fuck!" Skylar shouted a little too loud as some lady's who'd been walking by talking turned and gave her a dirty look. "I got stung by that fucking wasp! You could have helped!" She was frustrated and now her arm stung which didn't help her mood at all. Skylar sighed to herself, she knew she was going to be the difficult on, the one always in the way and messing up stuff.

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Just as the song Halen was listening to had ended, a message came in to his phone from Tansy. It took him a minute to realize that he had listened to at least four songs since he started waiting, so that meant Milo was most likely running a little behind schedule.

"Nothing new about that," Halen mumbled to himself in a joking way, then unlocked his screen and looked down at the message.

“Hey Babe, they pick you up yet?”

He smiled, then began typing, shaking his head a little at Tansy's term of endearment. What would seem like flirting to anyone else, Halen knew that she referred to everyone as that, but nevertheless, he didn't pass up an opportunity to be a little flirtatious in return. His messages always ended up turning out like that, either way, whether he wanted them to or not.

'No, they didn't, but they'll be here soon...at least let us hope, hah. ;]'

With that, he took his ear buds out, then jumped when he realized that someone was pounding at the door. Finally they arrived, and Halen stood up, practically skipping to the door. He was excited to get out of here, to say the least.

"Milo," he smiled, then shoved his phone in his back pocket and looked around. "My bag's out here, I don't have a lot of shit, just this and my guitar--" he began saying, but was quickly interrupted by Skylar's sudden screaming. "Oh, God," he simply sighed, then grabbed his guitar case and his bag and made his way over to Milo's Skoda, then set them both down. "Yo Milo, help me put this stuff away in a way that won't take up too much space," he called over, then cracked his knuckles lazily.

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Milo's usual smile of crooked teeth was spread over his face when Halen opened the door, but then disappeared when the yelling appeared. "Shit shit shit" he muttered, while Sky yelled at a passerby, "You okay?" asking Sky, he leaned over her, probably ignoring her personal space a bit. He really wasn't that much taller than her, especially in comparison to Cliff. "Maybe your arm's going to fall off and you'll never be able play drums again" he mumbled, his smile coming back. After his comment he felt slightly like a father making jokes at their child's expense, even though Milo was in no kind of way a fatherly figure. Most of the band was older than him, anyway. Sky looked fine, just in a bit of pain. "Uh, as long as you're not allergic you'll be fine" He said to sky as he walked away, patting her on the shoulder as he passed to follow Halen.

"Yeah" Milo said, mainly to himself, "yeah! help" he said, looking up and flashing his teeth at Halen. He set the guitars down next to his bass, all going upright. "Two guitars eh? We don't even have acoustic songs" he said, standing back for a second, then leaned on Halen. He was unbalanced leaning on his slightly taller friend, only their shoulders touched. He set up the back of the van where all the guitars would sit upright, and eventually Lux's synthesizer. Milo's bass was the longest of the cases, and the only one to touch both sides of the van. He pushed Halen's guitars more to the left, leaning space on the right for suitcases. In front of the guitars were Sky's drums, bass drum upright, toms sitting how they would normally sit, same with the snare, with the cymbals and stands laid over them. There was enough room left for Lux's synthesizer and her suitcase, but barely.

"God! you guys are like fucking rockstars or something with all this shit you're bringing" He said, thinking about the nearly empty duffel bag and backpack he brought. He always had the backpack on him anyways. It was filled with the random odds and ends he always had, a notebook for ideas (not always music related), pens, pencils, lighters, whatever book he'd been reading, a hat, and whatever else he felt like bringing. The duffel bag literally only had t-shirts (of the band variety, Tool, Sublime, the Pixies, Neutral Milk Hotel, and more, all of them in black or white), underwear and a beanie.

He hopped back into the driver side seat of his car "We're not even late!" he said, moving his rear view mirror slightly. Before pulling out of the driveway, he changed the song on his ipod. King Krule this time, the thing about Krule was that his discography was short, he was just a young-ish kind from London, and didn't have time to build it all up. The song playing however, was one of Milo's favorite of all time, and he was amazed someone only a bit older than him could write it.

"Someone text our lady Lux please. I think we'll pick her up, then we'll go somewhere for lunch then sit down somewhere for a few hours and plan out our entire fucking tour, then head over to metaphor" he said, back on the road. He drove to his friend's house quickly. He, like at all the houses before, jumped out of the car quickly and went to fetch his bandmate.

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Cliff hummed a guitar riff softly under his breath, trying to distract himself from how awkward he felt on Halen's porch. He never was fond of waiting in front of people's homes. He always felt the neighbors were staring him down and watching each and every move he made. He adjusted his hat on his head and, as the sun began to rise further in the sky, he rolled up his hoodie's sleeves.

"Oh fuck!" he heard Skylar cry. Cliff looked over quickly at her, grinning crookedly.

"For a girl, you sure do swear like a sailor," he teased. It was always amusing teasing the other members of the band. They were like the little siblings he'd never had, thanks to his parents' lack of love for each other and divorce. Cliff gave her a subtle nudge, too. But, after a few moments of laughing lightly, he seemed to grow concerned. "You alright though, Sky? That was pretty loud, even for you."

At around that time, though, he looked away to see Halen just about skipping to the door. He smirked and rolled his eyes at Halen in a teasing manner. "You're obviously the most masculine one in the band," he jeered. "G'morning, Halen." Cliff had always been fond of the lead singer. Halen had one of the most similar personalities to his own and he was one of the first band members he felt he could speak freely to. Milo had the tendency to get distracted and he felt a bit awkward telling the girls about his personal life. Milo grabbed Halen's only bag and started toward the car with Halen and his guitar following close behind. Cliff followed, pulling his jacket off completely as he got back into shotgun in the Skoda.

He heard Milo speaking about the guitars in the back and he grinned to himself before yelling. "We should have acoustic songs!" he teased. Acoustic songs weren't even his forte, but he still did appreciate playing a nice medley on the acoustic guitar to ease his nerves. It did just about the same thing a cigarette did for him or a bottle of beer. "I have my standards, Milo!" he cried, responding to the "rockstar" comment. "It could be worse, in hindsight. Some of the requests of today's 'rockstars' are insane. Madonna has a set of furniture she takes with her on tour, I think. I'll text Lux," he offered. "Uno momento, por favor." He whipped out his phone and pulled up Lux's contact information to send her a message.

"Hey Lux," he began the message. "We just picked up Halen at his place. We're on our way to come kidnap you :) Milo wants to stop for lunch on the way (yay, food)." The smiley face was unusual for Cliff, but he felt it lightened the mood of his texts, which usually seems monotonous and a bit threatening from the habit he'd picked up of using proper grammar each time he texted." Milo jumped out of the car to run up to Tansy's house, but Cliff simply yawned and settled back in his seat. Lux knew he cared about her, he didn't need to run up to her door to prove it.