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Ashton Faux

"Hey, how's everyone doing today?"

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a character in “The Moore Sisters”, as played by EvoL

Description

Full Name:
Ashton Faux

Nickname:
Ash

Age:
18 years old

Relationship Status:
In A Relationship

Career:
He works part-time at his father’s mechanic shop fixing up cars and helping him out.

Talents:
-Basketball-
-Fixing Cars-
-Playing the Guitar-

Fears:
-His Girlfriend Leaving Him-
-Failing in Life-
-His Loved Ones Dying-
-Hospitals-

Personality:
Ashton is a real fun loving guy that has the right mix of funny and serious. He likes having fun with his friends and being active. When you need him he’s right there for you no matter what the circumstances are. He’s a good friend to have and a very loyal and loving boyfriend. He tries to be as understanding of others as he can and always seems to know exactly what you need him to do or say without asking. One of the things about Ashton that might be both bad and good is that he’s a very direct guy. He won’t sugar coat things and lie to you. He prefers to just right out say the truth and get to the bottom of things.
When his mind is set there’s nothing that can change it, so yes, he is a very determined person. Though many people might only think of him as a jock he’s actually quite book smart as well. A quality only his closest friends and loved ones might know. Also, Ashton is very protective of the people he cares about so it is nothing short of a truth that the guy would die for a loved one if it was necessary. Another thing about Ashton is that he’s surprisingly very sweet tempered. It takes a whole lot for him to get mad. The only thing that could ever really set him off really quick is if you mess with his girlfriend, family and friends.

Appearance:
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Also:
He has the quote “To die would be a big adventure” on the left side of his rib cage. Besides that only his ears are pierced.

So begins...

Ashton Faux's Story

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Character Portrait: Alisia Skye Dawn Character Portrait: Natalie Ava Moore Character Portrait: Seth Collins Character Portrait: Ashton Faux
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Natalie Ava Moore


As she stepped into the elevator of her home, Natalie breathed a sigh of relief and directed her index finger towards the button on the wall labelled with a small neon yellow 3. Another day at high school, just as much torture as any the one before, over. Another day closer to graduation.
Most people struggled to understand why she wanted to leave so badly, and, if she was honest...she was't really all that sure, either. On one hand, she was the youngest child in the family...none of her sisters were still at school, and she'd be the last to leave and start her own life and career, which was something some of them seemed to think was better. But there was that small part of her that never failed to remind her that, when this day came, she'd probably still not have the first idea about what she wanted to pursue as a career. In reality, it scared her.
But, nevertheless, now wasn't the time to be worrying about the future. The only thing that needed to be on her mind right now would be what she was planning to do tonight. She had to plan where she was going to go, who she'd invite, what she was going to wear...
As if sensing her thoughts, she heard the familiar ding of the elevator reaching her floor and hopped out as the doors opened, then crossed the hall to her bedroom. Once inside, she threw her bag down onto her bag and immediately made her way to the full length mirror on the opposite wall, taking a few moments to inspect herself and check she still looked okay. She'd considered changing out of her blue and white cheerleading uniform as she took a look at it in the mirror, but abandoned the idea and nonchalantly smoothed it down instead, knowing her boyfriend, who would probably be here soon enough, wouldn't really care if she was still dressed for school when he arrived. The same applied to her hair, tied into a tight blonde ponytail at the top of her head to be kept out of her eyes during cheerleading practice that afternoon. She had to admit...together, it made her look kind of cute.
With a small smile she flopped down onto her bed, pulling her mobile phone out of her pocket and texting a few friends while she waited for Ashton to arrive.

Seth Collins


The door to Seth's apartment opened and he walked inside, holding a steaming cup of Starbucks coffee in one hand and his keys in the other, his laptop bag slung over his shoulder. His day had been slightly more stressful than normal; filled with dull and unimportant meetings which he'd already forgotten the subject matter included in the moment he walked out of the door. Coffee had been his lifesaver...without it, he'd have completely crashed and burned.
However, there was still a hint of happiness to his voice as he called back to another resident of the building to thank them for holding the staircase door open for him, a slight spring in his step as he made his way over to his desk. Today was the day Alisia, one of the writers he had chosen to take on in his publishing business, was due to send him some of her newest work. Somehow, even though her work was serious and sophicated, it always made him smile. She had real talent in this business...a way with words...and he'd sensed it straight away from the first time she'd brought any of her work into his office. Not to mention she was a lot of fun as a person in general, and she was kind-hearted. And her beauty was something out of this world...
He always looked forward to her sending him some new stuff. She never failed to suprise him.
Perhaps that was why he was so disappointed when he checked his email enthusiatically to find that no mail from her had been sent. No new message, and he'd checked the regular mail box, the spam, and even the trash mail just to make sure. She always managed to keep up with deadlines...why hadn't he managed this time? Maybe it was just writer's block...he'd heard it sometimes got that bad where you just couldn't write anything at all...
Lifting out his phone from one of the compartments in his laptop bag, he dialled her number and put the phone to his ear, his smile returning slightly as he heard the noise telling him she'd picked up.
"Hey there, my little Superstar...how are you? I just checked my mail, and I noticed you haven't sent anything new in to me today, so...I was just calling to see if you're alright..."

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Character Portrait: Bailey Moore Character Portrait: Natalie Ava Moore Character Portrait: Jason Vice Character Portrait: Ashton Faux
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Bailey: The photo shoot ran late again. Bailey didn’t mind it too much since these things happen once in a while but she found her patience running thin as this had been the sixth time in a row a shoot had been held up. By the end of it all her feet felt sore from wearing high heels and she had a raging headache. Slipping on her regular clothes, a simple white dress shirt and dark jeans with a pair of comfortable and snug ankle boots, she headed out to her car ready to drive home. Or at least, that was the plan. On the last minute she turned and headed straight for her favorite club. Bailey needed a drink, badly. Just one would do. She didn’t like getting drunk; it made for horrible mornings and uncomfortable confusion. The few times she had willingly and purposely gotten drunk were emotional moments for her. Still, a good cold beer always seemed to dispel the stress of a rather long day for her so she kept going there.

Finally, she parked and made her way to the entrance. There wasn’t much of a line so it didn’t take long to get in. Bailey glanced around at the people who were dancing and tried to remember the last time she’d been out dancing. She’d come here more often these past few months but she’d never really come for the music or dancing. Maybe on her next time off she’d come just for fun. Heading for the bar she hopped on an empty stool. Bailey took a moment to rub the back of her neck then finally turned toward the bartender. She smiled slightly, tiredly but still smiled nonetheless, as she recognized the man. “Hi Jason, how are you tonight?”


Ashton: A nervous puff of air passed his lips as he fidgeted in the elevator up towards Nat’s place. Well, technically he was already in Nat’s place but he wasn’t really… there yet. Okay, that was the nerves talking, explaining, whatever. But then again, nerve’s don’t talk or explain for that matter. Unless it’s metaphorically speaking. Then that’s fine. Sort of. Maybe. Who knows. The ding of the elevator brought him out of his thoughts and he took a deep breath before stepping out into the hallway. Ashton shook himself for a moment to get rid of any leftover jitters before proceeding.

“Honey I’m home!” he called out with a chuckle. He spotted Nat on her bed and instantly smiled at the sight of her, his nerves vanishing in the air. Nerves? What nerves? No nerves here. Leaning down he gave her a soft kiss on the cheek before sitting down on the edge of the bed. “Hey beautiful, I missed you.” He said with a smile. Yes, he missed her. He’d had some classes with her at school only hours ago but that didn’t take the fact away that he did, in fact, miss her. School was school. You study, you hang and you learn. Outside school was the time he could be around his girlfriend without some teacher reprimanding him about stealing a kiss or holding her hand or just plain showing her some affection. No guy friends joking about how whipped he was. He didn’t mind all that really. He just liked having private moments with her. That wasn’t so bad was it? “How was practice?” he asked.

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Seth Collins


Seth worked hard to supress a small laugh as he heard the flirty nature of the beginning of Alisia's sentence, and rolled his eyes. He couldn't help but smile and relax a little when she chose to joke around with him, and he knew that was probably just why she did it in the first place.
"No, no..." He replied, eventually letting the laugh out at the comment about her not being dead. I wasn't...I mean, I didn't...I didn't mean that, as such...I just wanted to know if everything was okay writing-wise...but writer's block can be a bitch...that's one thing I'm fully aware of..."
Seth had once aspired to be a writer, back in his high-school days, but the writer's block eventually got the better of him and he'd given up not long after.
"But...just as long as you're fine and that's all that's wrong..."


Natalie Ava Moore


Natalie's smile broadened when she heard the elevator doors open down the hall, and then again as she laid eyes on Ashton as he came into view by the door.
"Aww...I missed you too..." She felt a slight blush rise in her cheeks as he kissed her cheek, and then flipped over onto her stomach to look up at him, swinging her legs slightly in the air. "And...not so good, really...some of the girls picked for this year's squad are nowhere near as good as we thought they were, which means it's my job to teach them how to, well...not suck...plus, it's always better when you and the guys are there to watch us..."
She wasn't so sure if said girls were actually really bad at cheerleading, or were just saying that so they'd get a bigger reputation boost through spending time with her. She didn't quite know why they'd do that in the first place, but she was popular and it had happened before, so she didn't completely rule the option out. One thing she did know was true was the last thing she'd said, however. Cheerleading practice was better with Ashton there. As Natalie had quite a high self-esteem, she wasn't embarrassed about flaunting herself around in a short skirt all day at school... to do it in front of her boyfriend just made her feel even more confident. Plus, there was the fact that with Ashton, she was completely smitten anyway.

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Character Portrait: Bailey Moore Character Portrait: Natalie Ava Moore Character Portrait: Jason Vice Character Portrait: Claire Bianca Scotts Character Portrait: Meg Moore Character Portrait: Ashton Faux
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Ashton: He grinned happily at knowing he wasn’t the only one who missed the other. Leaning his forehead against hers he murmured. “I’m sure you’ll do a great job in training them. Those that really want to be there will give it their best. As for those that are just there for the rep… well, they’ll see soon enough that cheerleading isn’t all just pom-poms and smiles.” He smiled into her eyes before closing the distance between their lips. Giving her a gentle kiss he leaned back and whispered, “Have I ever told you how amazing you are?” He gave her a few quick pecks on her cheeks, forehead, nose and chin before finally giving her a passionate and warm kiss on the lips. “You, Natalie Ava Moore, are amazing and I’m the luckiest guy in the universe to have you by my side.” He murmured against her lips. His hand came up to lightly caress her cheek and he leaned back with a content look. He meant every word of that. Before Nat had come into Ashton’s life he’d been what the guys like to recall as an A class asshole. Heck, even his father had a rather hard time dealing with him. But Natalie just seemed to make everything right in his rather guarded self. She put everything in perspective. It wasn’t a question of “is he?” it’s a fact that Ashton Faux was beyond whipped by this girl.

Bailey: She listened intently to her friends words and took everything to mind. Already she planned on dialing up a few modeling friends to boost Claire’s chances in getting her job. While Bailey wasn’t really all that famous, she had done a few spread that got her name around. As for her friends, a few of them were up there with the big names so they’d be recognized quite immediately. It couldn’t hurt to have a few influential people come help could it? Bailey smiled somewhat, Naw, it’s for a good cause anyway. Helping a best friend get closer to her dream of being in the kitchen was the greatest of causes. “Alritghty Claire-Bear, I’ll be there in…” she paused to look at the time on her phone before making a quick calculation, “fifteen to twenty minutes. Gonna pick up a few of the girls to help. Hope that’s okay.” She smiled at the mention of Meg. “Okay then. See you in a bit.”

Claire hung up and Bailey quickly made a few calls to her modeling partners. They were all conveniently out shopping in a nearby store. With the promise that they’d all be there in a few minutes Bailey hanged up and took a big gulp of her drink nearly finishing it all. She looked at the glass and sighed before muttering out loud, “Should remember to drink slowly…” Bailey couldn’t handle her alcohol at all. She could stand up to two drinks if she drank them slowly but that was about it. One and a half if she guzzled them down. Already she felt a light buzz in her stomach. Shaking her head she turned back to Jason and smiled apologetically again. “Sorry, best friend emergency.” She rummaged through her purse for her wallet. “She’s great at cooking but stuck waitressing. Even I’m guilty of falling prey to her desserts. My agent just uses that to his advantage to make me exercise even more than I should. I don’t mind it though; Claire’s food is just that worth it.” Bailey finally pulled out her wallet and handed Jason the cost of her drink. “You know, maybe next time she bakes something I’ll bring you a sample. Would that be okay with you or are you not allowed to eat during work?” she asked as she tried arranging her hair more professionally with her fingers.

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Natalie Ava Moore


Natalie found herself unable to contain her happiness and beamed at Ashton when he leaned back after kissing her. His previous words had calmed her anyway, like they always did, and he always had a way of making her feel like everything would be fine...even if beforehand she didn't feel like it would be. That was just his nature, she suspected. He was just a genuine, nice guy. Although, according to both of their friends, he hadn't always been so sweet and considerate...but back then wasn't important to her. She just took every day as it came. And right now, they were just two kids, happy with eachother.
"...You're so whipped..." She teased, giggling quietly and lightly twirling a lock of Ashton's hair around in her fingers.

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