Post by Aiden Monroe on Jul 4, 2009 22:02:59 GMT -5
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• EVOLVED: THE REBIRTH APPLICATION •
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• SUPERSTAR | APPEARENCE •
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• BASIC INFORMATION •
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• superstar's name •
Aiden Monroe
• superstar's nicknames •
The Evangelist
• superstar's height •
5'10"
• superstar's weight •
210lbs
• superstar's hometown •
Phenix, AZ
• superstar's alignment (heel/tweener/face) •
Heel
• superstar's gimmick •
Very Complex. Cocky, full of himself. No matter what it is, he wants to be the best.
• superstar's entrance theme •
Undead ny Hollywood Undead
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• IN RING INFORMATION •
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• Wrestling Styler •
Hardcore
Risk Taker
• superstar's favorite weapon •
Ladder/Jumping off anything
• superstar's finisher move •
Cataclyst-Aiden grabs their head with his back to them, in a position similar to that of a front neck breaker, then falls forward, driving their head into the ground.
Moonshine- Shooting Star Press
• superstar's other moves •
Standing Shooting Star Press
Angelsault- His version of the Lionsault
Dragon Tamer- Figure four.
Dropsault
Tornado DDT
Flatliner
Superkick
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• SAMPLE ROLEPLAY •
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• superstar's type (main eventer, mid carder, etc.) •
Main Eventer
• sample roleplay •
(It's under the same name, but the character is very different. But the ending is because i was leaving the fed and wanted to do so dramatically. And it is in journal form that was 'collected over time' for my character.)
November 31, 2007
It’s been a long time since I’ve written in this thing. I would be the one who decided to clean out his attic on Halloween. It’s a disgustingly cheerful holiday for kids to be dressed up as deformed creatures. I never understood the point of Halloween myself. It just seems like an excuse for people to play dress up. People get the chance to hide their real selves with masks. They can be someone else. Hell, I wish I could be someone else every day of my life. This boring monotony. It kills me.
Every day seems the same. Nothing interesting ever happens. I got into the gang life because I wanted a change. I wanted something new to happen. Every day became the same. So I picked up a gun and started doing things I shouldn’t have been doing and look where it lead me. I must’ve shot a million shots. Right back here.
Oh well, there’s no specific purpose of this message other than to vent and attempt to reform the habit of writing in this dusty old journal. I guess I’ll go aid my housekeeper Winnie . Oh how I love her, just like if she was my mother.
My own mother was different. I’m generous in calling her a mother. Don’t get me wrong, It’s not like she abused me or anything. She just didn’t bother to act like a mother to me. She never gave me any of the attention I feel like a child deserves. She couldn’t of been the reason for some of the problems I’ve had in my 22 years of life. She’s the reason I left Oregon as soon as possible and moved to Pheonix.
She made me a bully in school. Yeah, I pushed the fat kids and pulled pig tails. It’s not my fault through. She forced me too because I felt like I needed attention. I feel horrible at what I did as a kid. But it’s not like I can do anything now. I wish I never knew how to be mean, ignorance really is the best kind of knowledge.
Aiden Monroe
December 3, 2007
It’s Wrath’s birthday today. I figured I should do something nice to him. He’s been by my side since the beginning. Me and him used to be like brothers. Oh how a woman can change things. No matter how beautiful a woman she was. I should not have tried to date her. I apologized but I know it still hurts him. He’s never acted the same towards me. Adalia was Wrath’s girlfriend for many years. I stole her from him. I know I shouldn’t have, but we were young and stupid. She broke up with me later on. She crushed me as well. Our relationship ended up worse than Kevin and Brittany. I got more than I deserve. Wrath should have killed me. I would have if I was him.
Anyway, I bought him a necklace today. It has a big silver chain with a four leaf clover attached to the end of it. He should appreciate it since he’s Irish. But you never know. He never seems to appreciate anything I do for him. It’s almost as if he’s…jealous? Yeah that’s it. He’s jealous of my leadership status. He wants the gang to himself. But oh well, we all seem to have jealous feelings every now and then. It’ll pass.
Aiden Monroe
December 13, 2007
The gang had a big heist today. Sloth couldn‘t come. He, of course, was being fitting to the name that was given to him the night the gang initiated him. He was stoned out of his mind. He couldn’t walk. I remember when I quit that stuff. I need to refer him to the same rehab program I went through. Everything from the cocaine to the crystal meth slowly kills a man.
But I digress. The heist was going perfectly. We were robbing a jewelry store named Hertz Diamonds. We got the majority of the diamonds in the trunk of a stolen 1994 Nissan Centra, but someone had tipped off the police of our big plans and we barely made it out alive. Murder was a necessity. I had to kill one police officer who almost caught Wrath.
One would think Wrath would be grateful of such an act. But no. He just accused me of being careless in talking about our plan. He says someone must have overheard me. That’s impossible. I never talked about the plan around anyone. I try so hard to be understanding of him. I know it must be hard to be in someone’s shadow but he just has to deal with it. I’m the boss, I run the show.
Aiden Monroe
December 25, 2007
It’s Christmas today. The gang already had our celebration. We don’t believe in exchanging gifts. The 7 Deadly Sinz was formed out of belief that everything someone has should be earned. Gluttony thought I should get something because I’m the leader, but I refused. However, I got Winnie a stuffed bear however. I can’t resist, I had to get her something. She’s more of a mother to me than my own mother was. She loved me more than my own mother as well. And my father too. She took care of me where my parents would not so I take care of her now in return. She’s in her 60’s now. She’s an amazing lady. She really is.
On another unrelated subject, Sloth has gotten clean. He no longer does any sort of drug. He quit cold turkey, but he really seems devoted to no longer doing any sort of drug. He really is a good kid, he was just mislead when he was younger and fell into one of the worst possible crowds…ours.
Aiden Monroe
January 4, 2008
Someone seems to be out to murder me. My brake lines were cut in my car today. I was driving to a bar to meet with Envy and Sloth when I couldn’t stop. I’m in the hospital right now. No serious injuries but Wrath insisted I be taken in to make sure nothing was wrong. I guess he does care about me after all.
The gang has vowed to find who has done this to me. I refused. This is a personal issue. Someone has a problem with me and I want to find out who it is and take care of them personally.
Anyway, I hate hospitals. I hate them. The feeling of death at every corner is similar to the gang life, but this one is much more depressing. In a hospital, these people have families. There are people crying all the time in a hospital. Most gang bangers don’t have anything to live for, that’s why they get in this type of life. But these people, most of them are good people. They shouldn’t have to leave this life.
Aiden Monroe
January 5, 2008
Winnie has been shot and put in the hospital. Someone’s gonna die.
Aiden Monroe
January 6, 2008
There was nothing I could do. As tears roll down my face, I write this entry. My hands still smell like soap from washing the blood. He was my friend. I was forced to kill him. He made me. I guess I must recall the story as it happened a mere hour or two ago. I plan to leave this for the authorities so they know what happened.
I was sitting in my room alone. I was loading up two guns. One desert eagle and one SMG. I planned to go find Winnie’s killer. Wrath was called thinking if anyone would help me, it would be him. Wrath arrived at my house in around five minutes. He already had a gun in his hand. He closed the door behind him. I did not see the gun he was holding. I asked him what he was doing and he merely laughed. He pointed his gun at me. But before doing this he gave me a long talk. I’ll recall it as best I can.
“So me and you, two best friends standing here. One with a gun and the other defenseless. The question at this point is what did the one without the gun do to make the other one so furious. Well I seem to have the answer. YOU RUINED MY LIFE! We had the intention of running this gang together but you took it from me. We were friends, partners, I even considered us brothers. And you’re name fits you well. You were too proud to share the glory with anyone else. So yes, I called the police and informed them of our robbery, I cut your brakes, and I shot Winnie. I tried to get you out of the picture without killing you, but there’s no other option now. Goodbye.”
It was at this point that a gun fired, and my fired first. I had hidden my desert eagle from his sight when he came in. So now, whoever is reading this tear stained paper must know the horrible story. I killed my best friend and the only person I loved in the world is sitting in a hospital dying. And they must know that this is the last entry, for I now have nothing to live for. And as soon as I am done with the e at the end of my name, the gun I am holding to my own head will be fired. I guess the name I was given upon initiation fit me all too well.
Pride
July, 22, 2009
It seems I have found the missing link. I found this dusty old thing in the attic. I know what happened now and it depresses me to find out that my Aiden killed himself. After all the Christian values I put into that boy, this is what he does. If only he knew. If only he knew that I survived. Maybe he would still be here today. Maybe he could have cleaned up his life and made something of himself. I’m now in my seventies and I miss him every day. If only he knew…
Winnie
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• OOC INFORMATION •
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you are asked to fill the following, for trust issues.
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• name •
Tyler Jones
• age •
16
• location •
Pheonix, AZ
• time effeding (answer honestly, we'll know if you're lying) •
About 4 years off and on
• graphics maker?•
Eh, somewhat, not that good.
• how did you find evolved? •
Google
[/center]• EVOLVED: THE REBIRTH APPLICATION •
-----------------------------------------
• SUPERSTAR | APPEARENCE •
-----------------------------------------
• BASIC INFORMATION •
-----------------------------------------
• superstar's name •
Aiden Monroe
• superstar's nicknames •
The Evangelist
• superstar's height •
5'10"
• superstar's weight •
210lbs
• superstar's hometown •
Phenix, AZ
• superstar's alignment (heel/tweener/face) •
Heel
• superstar's gimmick •
Very Complex. Cocky, full of himself. No matter what it is, he wants to be the best.
• superstar's entrance theme •
Undead ny Hollywood Undead
-----------------------------------------
• IN RING INFORMATION •
-----------------------------------------
• Wrestling Styler •
Hardcore
Risk Taker
• superstar's favorite weapon •
Ladder/Jumping off anything
• superstar's finisher move •
Cataclyst-Aiden grabs their head with his back to them, in a position similar to that of a front neck breaker, then falls forward, driving their head into the ground.
Moonshine- Shooting Star Press
• superstar's other moves •
Standing Shooting Star Press
Angelsault- His version of the Lionsault
Dragon Tamer- Figure four.
Dropsault
Tornado DDT
Flatliner
Superkick
-----------------------------------------
• SAMPLE ROLEPLAY •
-----------------------------------------
• superstar's type (main eventer, mid carder, etc.) •
Main Eventer
• sample roleplay •
(It's under the same name, but the character is very different. But the ending is because i was leaving the fed and wanted to do so dramatically. And it is in journal form that was 'collected over time' for my character.)
November 31, 2007
It’s been a long time since I’ve written in this thing. I would be the one who decided to clean out his attic on Halloween. It’s a disgustingly cheerful holiday for kids to be dressed up as deformed creatures. I never understood the point of Halloween myself. It just seems like an excuse for people to play dress up. People get the chance to hide their real selves with masks. They can be someone else. Hell, I wish I could be someone else every day of my life. This boring monotony. It kills me.
Every day seems the same. Nothing interesting ever happens. I got into the gang life because I wanted a change. I wanted something new to happen. Every day became the same. So I picked up a gun and started doing things I shouldn’t have been doing and look where it lead me. I must’ve shot a million shots. Right back here.
Oh well, there’s no specific purpose of this message other than to vent and attempt to reform the habit of writing in this dusty old journal. I guess I’ll go aid my housekeeper Winnie . Oh how I love her, just like if she was my mother.
My own mother was different. I’m generous in calling her a mother. Don’t get me wrong, It’s not like she abused me or anything. She just didn’t bother to act like a mother to me. She never gave me any of the attention I feel like a child deserves. She couldn’t of been the reason for some of the problems I’ve had in my 22 years of life. She’s the reason I left Oregon as soon as possible and moved to Pheonix.
She made me a bully in school. Yeah, I pushed the fat kids and pulled pig tails. It’s not my fault through. She forced me too because I felt like I needed attention. I feel horrible at what I did as a kid. But it’s not like I can do anything now. I wish I never knew how to be mean, ignorance really is the best kind of knowledge.
Aiden Monroe
December 3, 2007
It’s Wrath’s birthday today. I figured I should do something nice to him. He’s been by my side since the beginning. Me and him used to be like brothers. Oh how a woman can change things. No matter how beautiful a woman she was. I should not have tried to date her. I apologized but I know it still hurts him. He’s never acted the same towards me. Adalia was Wrath’s girlfriend for many years. I stole her from him. I know I shouldn’t have, but we were young and stupid. She broke up with me later on. She crushed me as well. Our relationship ended up worse than Kevin and Brittany. I got more than I deserve. Wrath should have killed me. I would have if I was him.
Anyway, I bought him a necklace today. It has a big silver chain with a four leaf clover attached to the end of it. He should appreciate it since he’s Irish. But you never know. He never seems to appreciate anything I do for him. It’s almost as if he’s…jealous? Yeah that’s it. He’s jealous of my leadership status. He wants the gang to himself. But oh well, we all seem to have jealous feelings every now and then. It’ll pass.
Aiden Monroe
December 13, 2007
The gang had a big heist today. Sloth couldn‘t come. He, of course, was being fitting to the name that was given to him the night the gang initiated him. He was stoned out of his mind. He couldn’t walk. I remember when I quit that stuff. I need to refer him to the same rehab program I went through. Everything from the cocaine to the crystal meth slowly kills a man.
But I digress. The heist was going perfectly. We were robbing a jewelry store named Hertz Diamonds. We got the majority of the diamonds in the trunk of a stolen 1994 Nissan Centra, but someone had tipped off the police of our big plans and we barely made it out alive. Murder was a necessity. I had to kill one police officer who almost caught Wrath.
One would think Wrath would be grateful of such an act. But no. He just accused me of being careless in talking about our plan. He says someone must have overheard me. That’s impossible. I never talked about the plan around anyone. I try so hard to be understanding of him. I know it must be hard to be in someone’s shadow but he just has to deal with it. I’m the boss, I run the show.
Aiden Monroe
December 25, 2007
It’s Christmas today. The gang already had our celebration. We don’t believe in exchanging gifts. The 7 Deadly Sinz was formed out of belief that everything someone has should be earned. Gluttony thought I should get something because I’m the leader, but I refused. However, I got Winnie a stuffed bear however. I can’t resist, I had to get her something. She’s more of a mother to me than my own mother was. She loved me more than my own mother as well. And my father too. She took care of me where my parents would not so I take care of her now in return. She’s in her 60’s now. She’s an amazing lady. She really is.
On another unrelated subject, Sloth has gotten clean. He no longer does any sort of drug. He quit cold turkey, but he really seems devoted to no longer doing any sort of drug. He really is a good kid, he was just mislead when he was younger and fell into one of the worst possible crowds…ours.
Aiden Monroe
January 4, 2008
Someone seems to be out to murder me. My brake lines were cut in my car today. I was driving to a bar to meet with Envy and Sloth when I couldn’t stop. I’m in the hospital right now. No serious injuries but Wrath insisted I be taken in to make sure nothing was wrong. I guess he does care about me after all.
The gang has vowed to find who has done this to me. I refused. This is a personal issue. Someone has a problem with me and I want to find out who it is and take care of them personally.
Anyway, I hate hospitals. I hate them. The feeling of death at every corner is similar to the gang life, but this one is much more depressing. In a hospital, these people have families. There are people crying all the time in a hospital. Most gang bangers don’t have anything to live for, that’s why they get in this type of life. But these people, most of them are good people. They shouldn’t have to leave this life.
Aiden Monroe
January 5, 2008
Winnie has been shot and put in the hospital. Someone’s gonna die.
Aiden Monroe
January 6, 2008
There was nothing I could do. As tears roll down my face, I write this entry. My hands still smell like soap from washing the blood. He was my friend. I was forced to kill him. He made me. I guess I must recall the story as it happened a mere hour or two ago. I plan to leave this for the authorities so they know what happened.
I was sitting in my room alone. I was loading up two guns. One desert eagle and one SMG. I planned to go find Winnie’s killer. Wrath was called thinking if anyone would help me, it would be him. Wrath arrived at my house in around five minutes. He already had a gun in his hand. He closed the door behind him. I did not see the gun he was holding. I asked him what he was doing and he merely laughed. He pointed his gun at me. But before doing this he gave me a long talk. I’ll recall it as best I can.
“So me and you, two best friends standing here. One with a gun and the other defenseless. The question at this point is what did the one without the gun do to make the other one so furious. Well I seem to have the answer. YOU RUINED MY LIFE! We had the intention of running this gang together but you took it from me. We were friends, partners, I even considered us brothers. And you’re name fits you well. You were too proud to share the glory with anyone else. So yes, I called the police and informed them of our robbery, I cut your brakes, and I shot Winnie. I tried to get you out of the picture without killing you, but there’s no other option now. Goodbye.”
It was at this point that a gun fired, and my fired first. I had hidden my desert eagle from his sight when he came in. So now, whoever is reading this tear stained paper must know the horrible story. I killed my best friend and the only person I loved in the world is sitting in a hospital dying. And they must know that this is the last entry, for I now have nothing to live for. And as soon as I am done with the e at the end of my name, the gun I am holding to my own head will be fired. I guess the name I was given upon initiation fit me all too well.
Pride
July, 22, 2009
It seems I have found the missing link. I found this dusty old thing in the attic. I know what happened now and it depresses me to find out that my Aiden killed himself. After all the Christian values I put into that boy, this is what he does. If only he knew. If only he knew that I survived. Maybe he would still be here today. Maybe he could have cleaned up his life and made something of himself. I’m now in my seventies and I miss him every day. If only he knew…
Winnie
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• OOC INFORMATION •
-----------------------------------------
you are asked to fill the following, for trust issues.
-----------------------------------------
• name •
Tyler Jones
• age •
16
• location •
Pheonix, AZ
• time effeding (answer honestly, we'll know if you're lying) •
About 4 years off and on
• graphics maker?•
Eh, somewhat, not that good.
• how did you find evolved? •
