Name: ToiBoi
Age:Nineteen, “But my DL says twenty-one”
Race: Human
Sexuality: Bi sex-u-all
Collars: ******** this noise… Why am I here again?”
Purple---‘Seriously why am I here?”
Goldenrod---“I like turtles”
Plum---*innocent eyes*
Gold--- “What were talking about again?”
Rainbow----“… I am not moody!”
Charms: ♫ ~ “I live for music!”
Microphone ~ “I am a performer, Duh…”
Couch – “Seriously why should I work for anyone but myself?”
Floor: Third floor
Bio: There truly isn’t much to say about the human. He isn’t very remarkable in fact one might say…“Hey mind your mouth, you t**t… Let me tell this story. Yeah, there might not be anything really remarkable about my life. I was born to a couple of shrinks that tried to analyze me day and night. Trying all their parenting theories on me for some book or something… Till one day when I was fourteen I told them to analyze this! Flipped them the bird and left that stinking excuse for a home. Been on my own ever since, and since I swiped mommy dearest credit card I haven’t been liven too bad. They won’t call the cops, because they are afraid I will call them out for the frauds they are.
Any way enough about my old life, let’s talk about the past five years. Pretty much, I dropped school, picked up a guitar and have been rocking ever since. Been a few bands, couple even had a main stream song. Never was the leader of one, just some back up guitar, bass, piano, or vocalist, until a couple of months ago. These guys, which I have been jamming with the last couple of years, and I decide we wanted to be our own band. They two have had the back up blues, so we started making a band with no clear lead man. And we were getting pretty popular. That was probably our down fall.
Ya, see the main stream guys were getting angry. Saying ‘There’s a reason you guys ain’t in the front’ and s**t like that. Well me and the guys weren’t going to take it and got into a huge fight. About thirty minuets into it I get knocked out and woke up to find those assholes selling me to these people.”
See nothing note worthy. “O F*ck you”
Master: f’that
