"Your market value, your resurrection. Your shallow concept. Help yourself, I hope you choke and die. I know you meant it, nice fucking disguise so hollow. Embrace the burn, you bleed just like you puke while running a mile."
Inspiration for Grey
Full Name
Greyson E. Isles
Nicknames
"Call me Grey. Seriously, fuck that other shit people call me."
Grey
Age
"Forever young, baby."
Twenty
Hometown
Mojave Desert
Face Claim
Matthew Healy
Full Name
Greyson E. Isles
Nicknames
"Call me Grey. Seriously, fuck that other shit people call me."
Grey
Age
"Forever young, baby."
Twenty
Hometown
Mojave Desert
Face Claim
Matthew Healy
Eye Color
Chocolate Brown
Hair Color
Black hair, sides are shorter hair, but not necessarily buzzed. A haircut comes around every once in a while, but Grey isn't going out of his way for that shit. He has better things to do.
Body Type
Grey isn't the most physically fit person, and not by weight. He's literally just skin and bone. He's a mess, really. His idea of a good diet is barely eating, and when he does eat, he can't finish a single meal because he's not used to eating. He doesn't really have time for taking care of himself. I mean really, there's better things to do. Even if not eating all the time could potentially put him in the hospital, it hasn't happened yet so whatever.
Piercings or Tattoos
Tattoos? All over the fucking place. Arms, chest, hips. Check, check, check. Piercings? Not really into them. He could care less about piercings because what little money he has to spend on things that make him look pretty goes straight to tattoos. If it didn't already go to fun things already.
Scars
A couple old scars from deep cuts he's gotten, no big deal really. He's got one small scar on the top of his thumb, just below where the fingernail starts. He had been messing around with a cigarette once and wondered what it was like to brand himself... so curiosity got the best of him.
Personality
Greyson doesn't take no for an answer. And honestly, he just doesn't fucking care what anyone has to say. If he has an idea on his mind, he's going to go through with it. Even if it's stupid. Grey's idea of a 'fun time' is holding at least one person at gun point and watching them beg for their lives. He will fight for what he wants, even if it means that someone is getting hurt. The company of any drugs he can get his hands on and booze make his adventures just that much more thrilling. And by just that much more, Grey can get extremely reckless.
He thinks he's the shit. He is the shit.
Although it takes a lot for him to actually give a shit, Greyson has another side to him. A side that's not always about going out and partying and causing another scene. He's actually rather smart. No. Extremely smart. Although he barely finished high-school with good grades, he is absolutely brilliant. And a borderline bookworm.
There's a very select few that can see the side of him where he actually does care, and when he does care about someone, he will do anything for that person. As long as they don't betray his trust. Once they cross the line, he won't hesitate to completely destroy that person, by any means necessary.
Growing up in a two bedroom trailer wasn't originally a shitty thing for Grey. However, as his time spent in school, going over to friend's houses for playdates and all that bullshit, made him realize that living where he did was frowned upon. Even cringed at. Aside from the constant bullying about his living situations, he didn't really care. And his parents were never on his bad side.
Grey's parents did everything they could to give him a good upbringing. His parents just simply could never make enough money to do anything for Greyson that was beyond regular measures. They could feed him, clothe him, and provide him with a semi-decent place to stay. Even when he would receive grades that were far below average, his parents just tried to motivate him.
There's no explanation to where his 'I don't care' attitude came from, or his sadistic aspects either. And frankly, the way he turned out in general was just off. His parents thought that he was just going through phases when he was 13-14. But as time continued, and he was attending school completely hammered or high on some sort of over-the-counter pills, his parents sent him to the hospital for help. He spent 6 months in rehab, having pills shoved down his throat daily.
Upon his return at first, he acted more like a normal child. However, the more time he was out of the hospital, the worse he got. He never once disrespected his parents until they brought up sending him back to the hospital at 18. That's when he held his mother at gunpoint. From that point on, his parents started to lose hope in him. They feared him in general, but it was always plastered on their faces just how hopeless they were. This didn't help Greyson with his own issues, rather, it just added fuel to the fire.
Seeing his parents miserable sent Greyson to find ways to making them happy. However, his ways of doing this just made matters worse. Robbing stores, stealing food, mastering picking pockets for extra cash. At age 19 his father took his own life from his inability to make his wife happy again, and attempting to make her not fear their son. At that point, Greyson and his mother had a small moment of connection where he committed to making amends to their relationship.
His habits made it almost impossible to do, so he managed to pull himself together enough that he can act like a normal son at home (that is, with leaving out all the little details). Now, at 20, Greyson is so lost in his carefree life and lack of morals that he's lost hope in himself. Enough that he's managed to lock away a few emotions here and there, resulting in a slight bipolar II disorder to compliment is sadistic and careless tendencies.
