played by
northy
POSTS
25
awards
|
Revolutionist
call me johnny
he / him
21 YEARS OLD
February
14
aquarius
oakland, california
demisexual
drug dealer
TAG WITH @johnny
JONATHAN ROWE
let him soothe your soul, just take his hand- some people call him an evil man.
[attr="class","REVOLUTIONIST"]  I’M THE SON OF RAGE AND LOVETO FALL IN LOVE, TO FALL IN DEBT, TO ALCOHOL, TO CIGARETTES.Music has always been a part of Johnny’s life.
As a young boy, he’d taught himself to play the guitar in the confines of his bedroom, and he’s been writing his own lyrics for as long as he can remember. His fingertips are evidence enough of his musical inclinations -- scarred and calloused from years of abuse on the ribbed strings of a guitar. There are ink stains beneath his fingernails, and his long, deft fingers are just about perfect for sliding out riffs and scales and arpeggios like a pro.
Playing music, however, is only half of the story. It’s listening to music that gets his heart beating again, clean production and new sounds better than any drug he could hope to sell to the highest bidder. It’s why his feet carry him into the record store after a long night out -- his shoulders are hunched with exhaustion, the circles beneath his eyes heavy as sandbags, and yet here he stands, in the aisles of the record store, brows furrowed with concentration as he fingers through the ‘G’ shelf.
But he can’t find what he’s looking for.
There’s only one worker in the store that he can see, but his stomach pulls uncomfortably the moment he considers asking her for help. Wait a second, he tells himself carefully. Look harder.
He’d rather not ask for help unless he absolutely needs it.
And so he goes back through it, thumbing past Gorillaz, Ginuwine, grandson,. Nothing. The worker is looking better and better by the moment, and Johnny considers, only for a moment, slipping into Jimmy. But no, he thinks. Not necessary. Not now, not here. All he has to do is ask for help. Easy, right? Easy.
Looking up, he says gently, ”Hey. Could you- could you help me find something?”
Lillian Raine ;; hes looking for green day :]
|
|
played by
Doomkitty
POSTS
46
awards
|
Civilian
call me Lil, Lily
She/Her
23 YEARS OLD
March
15
Pisces
Seattle
Heterosexual
Student
TAG WITH @lilly
Lillian Raine
no one wants to see the way society keeps spreading the disease.
[attr="class","CIVILIAN"] 
everyone with a friendly face seems to hide some secret inside.
[break]
Lilly was working quietly, as usual, she had the music turned down considerably compared to the volume it was at when she came in for her shift. The others could hear over the noise but she found it difficult even with the lower volume at times. Closer she was to the speakers the harder to hear the bell on the door when a customer came or customer calling out to her. Half humming half singing along to the song currently playing she picked a record off the top of the pile and then flipped through the albums to find the place it belonged and then slipped it into the display crate.
"You're body rocking, keep me up all night."
Scooping up the stack she moved on to the next row and resume filing. She didn't hear the door chime over the music so far in the back of the store and with her back to the door she didn't see the customer either. Thus when she turned around and found herself facing a large intimidating man with a huge scar on his face. Surprise flicked across her features as she met his eyes for a moment before her gaze drifted to the scar on his face.
That must have hurt. she thought to herself, not really feeling pity or horror, she knew all about scars and pain and now it was just an acknowledgment in her mind of its existence and the reality that probably came with it. Realizing she was staring she shifted her gaze to the records in front of them and glanced up at him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't hear you come in, can I help you with anything?" she asked and offered a friendly smile, though the sentiment never fully reached her eyes which remained stubbornly somber.
|
|
played by
northy
POSTS
25
awards
|
Revolutionist
call me johnny
he / him
21 YEARS OLD
February
14
aquarius
oakland, california
demisexual
drug dealer
TAG WITH @johnny
JONATHAN ROWE
let him soothe your soul, just take his hand- some people call him an evil man.
[attr="class","revolutionist"] [nospaces] [attr="class","rcposting1top"] [attr="class","rcposting1img"] [attr="class","rcposting1img2"] [attr="class","rcposting1mid"]
Staring. [break][break]
Why are people always staring?[break][break]
Obviously, it’s the scar -- he knows it’s the scar, he knows it’s that stripe of pink wrath that cuts through his ear and across his nose, a symbol of a young man’s idiocy (arrogancy) in the face of a power he doesn’t quite understand. It’s a job hazard, he supposes -- torture and malformation and disfigurement. The Sinaloa Cartel had certainly given him his due -- you’ll never be able to go out again, they’d said. You’re too noticeable.[break][break]
They’d been correct on that front, at least. He can’t go anywhere without the stares -- and he supposes this record store worker is no different from the gathered masses on street corners and the barista at his local coffee shop and the landlord he pays in full, every month, year in and year out. At this point, he should be used to it -- it’s a part of him as much as his own two hands, and there really isn’t much he can do about it. He could wear makeup to cover it (he’s considered it) but that would only mask the color -- not the texture. There’s still a gash across his ear, there’s still a sunken scar that cuts across his face like a tear in fabric. The scar is something he has to live with, just as he has to live with the track marks in his elbows and the tattoos on his shoulders. [break][break]
Despite all efforts, Johnny’s normally impassive face pulls into a grimace. The woman looks away -- too late, too late. He’s caught her eyes, the twinge of pity that flashes across her expression. He can’t be mad, really -- he’s positive that he’d stare at himself, if put into her shoes. So he smiles -- a weak smile, really -- and looks down at the rack of records in front of him. ”I’m lookin’ for, uh, Green Day. You got any of that, or…?”
[attr="class","rcposting1bot"] [attr="class","rcposting1bot2"] [attr="class","fa fa-plus-square"] [attr="class","fa fa-rss-square"] [attr="class","fa fa-pencil-square"] [googlefont=Roboto:400,700] [newclass=.revolutionist .rcposting1top]border-color:#bd3939!important;[/newclass][newclass=.revolutionist .rcposting1img2]border-color:#bd3939!important;[/newclass][newclass=.revolutionist .rcposting1bot]border-color:#bd3939!important;[/newclass][newclass=.revolutionist .rcposting1mid b]color:#bd3939!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.lawenforcement .rcposting1top]border-color:#4795cc!important;[/newclass][newclass=.lawenforcement .rcposting1img2]border-color:#4795cc!important;[/newclass][newclass=.lawenforcement .rcposting1bot]border-color:#4795cc!important;[/newclass][newclass=.lawenforcement .rcposting1mid b]color:#4795cc!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.civilian .rcposting1top]border-color:#69b360!important;[/newclass][newclass=.civilian .rcposting1img2]border-color:#69b360!important;[/newclass][newclass=.civilian .rcposting1bot]border-color:#69b360!important;[/newclass][newclass=.civilian .rcposting1mid b]color:#69b360!important;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1top]height:150px;width:450px;overflow:hidden;text-align:center;background-color:#181818;border-bottom:solid 5px #eeeeee;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1top]height:150px;width:450px;overflow:hidden;text-align:center;background-color:#404040;border-bottom:solid 5px #bbbbbb;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1img]width:114px;padding:38px;border-radius:150px;background-color:#1e1e1e;margin:-20px 135px;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1img]width:114px;padding:38px;border-radius:150px;background-color:#393939;margin:-20px 135px;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1img2]width:100px;height:100px;padding:5px;background-color:#1e1e1e;border:solid 2px #eeeeee;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1img2]width:100px;height:100px;padding:5px;background-color:#393939;border:solid 2px #eeeeee;border-radius:100px;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1mid]padding:39px;border-left:solid 1px #181818;border-right:solid 1px #181818;background-color:#1e1e1e;width:370px;font:10px Verdana;text-align:justify;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1mid]padding:39px;border-left:solid 1px #e5e5e5;border-right:solid 1px #e5e5e5;background-color:#f7f7f7;width:370px;font:10px Verdana;text-align:justify;color:#444444;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1mid b]font:bold 11px Roboto;color:#eeeeee;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1mid b]font:bold 11px Roboto;color:#bbbbbb;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1bot]padding:20px;width:410px;border-top:solid 5px #eeeeee;background-color:#181818;font:10px Roboto;text-transform:uppercase;height:10px;text-align:justify;color:#999999;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1bot]padding:20px;width:410px;border-top:solid 5px #bbbbbb;background-color:#404040;font:10px Roboto;text-transform:uppercase;height:10px;text-align:justify;color:#bbbbbb;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1bot a]font:10px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=.rcposting1bot a]font:10px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=.rcposting1bot2]float:right;font-size:20px!important;margin:-5px;[/newclass] [newclass=.darkrevcall .rcposting1bot2 div]float:right;padding-left:10px;color:#eeeeee;[/newclass] [newclass=.lightrevcall .rcposting1bot2 div]float:right;padding-left:10px;color:#eeeeee;[/newclass] [newclass=.rcposting1bot3]float:left;margin-top:-5px;margin-left:-5px;line-height:10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.rcposting1bot3 a]line-height:10px;[/newclass]
|
|
played by
Doomkitty
POSTS
46
awards
|
Civilian
call me Lil, Lily
She/Her
23 YEARS OLD
March
15
Pisces
Seattle
Heterosexual
Student
TAG WITH @lilly
Lillian Raine
no one wants to see the way society keeps spreading the disease.
[attr="class","CIVILIAN"]
everyone with a friendly face seems to hide some secret inside.
[break]
Her gaze had hurt him, she realized it immediately, and it pained her. She knew how he must feel, they did the same thing when they learned about her scars, she was just lucky enough to have them hidden from the eyes of strangers. She wanted to do something to take the hurt she caused away. Not that there was any way to really do that, would apologising help? Would it make him more self-conscious and make her look like she was trying to placate him? Distracted at her own thoughts and with the music overhead the words he muttered when he looked down didn't fully reach her and she frowned a touch.
[break]
She liked music, and the owner was nice to her and gave her off-peak shifts so she could keep the music much quieter and didn't have so many people talking. Still, for the hundredth time, she thought about how inappropriate this particular job was for someone with the sensorineural hearing loss especially since her most recent evaluation had put her in the moderately severe range now. They had even started talking about implants and hearing aids. She refused again, the idea of surgery terrified her.
[break]
Returning the smile to her face she leaned down and tipped her head to make an effort to see his downcast face. Her blond hair fell into her face, and she tucked it behind her ear before speaking. "I ... can you look at me when you talk please, I have a hard time hearing over the music," unconsciously her hand gestured at her left ear two fingers extended and then hopping to the left. "I think you said Green Day? Are you looking for one of their albums?"
[break]
JONATHAN ROWE
|
|
