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Hayden Drew Spindler
_______• My name is Hayden Spindler.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Drew or Hayden.
_______• I'm a Male
_______• I prefer Females.
_______• I blow out the candles on May 8th
_______• I'm only t w e n t y - o n e.
_______• I'm part of No Evil Like Love
_______• I am the Bassist.
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•Speaking in Dark Cyan
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Quincy Joseph Adams
_______• My name is Quincy Adams.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Quinn.
_______• I'm a Male
_______• I prefer Males
_______• I blow out the candles on October 15th
_______• I'm only t w e n t y - t w o
_______• I'm part ofMasquerade
_______• I am theKeyboardist.
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•Speaking in Dark Violet
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Hayden Drew Spindler
_______• My name is Hayden Spindler.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Drew or Hayden.
_______• I'm a Male
_______• I prefer Females.
_______• I blow out the candles on May 8th
_______• I'm only t w e n t y - o n e.
_______• I'm part of No Evil Like Love
_______• I am the Bassist.
•Biography•
My mommy had me and my twin brother, Tavin, when her and my father were in Paris site seeing. Of course, they flew back when we were old enough to be taken on a plane, though I feel bad for all those passengers. We went back to our home in Arkansas, yes red neck place, and grew up there until we were 10. My mother and father eventually decided that they weren't working out anymore so my father, brother, and I all moved to New York so he could try to become the designer he always wanted to. Surprisingly, he did. I haven't heard from my mother since, though. I fear that she's been knocked up by afat white trash guy and now has seven other children. Anyways, I'd been playing bass for a while and decided that I didn't want to go to college. I joined a band instead while Tavin is in law school.
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I've been called bubbly, loud, and fun many times. It's true too. I'm very confident in myself and I love for people to hear me. I enjoy doing random things. If you can get me to laugh, you have my heart. Oh, and I have this weird obsession with sheep. I think they're sooo adorable. Can you tell I have a bit of ADD? My parents always said it was a curse, I don't mind though. I love to take pictures, though I wouldn't say I have a talent for it or anything. I like to drink a lot, but I think that cigarettes are just nasty and openly tell people this. I think swimming is exciting, and I love love love the beach. I'm a bit of a pig, so if you have food, expect to see me. I stare off in space a lot, so don't flatter yourself if I stare at you. I absolutely hate driving and actually crashed like 5 cars in high school. I suppose you could call me a ******** up when it comes to some things like that, but I don't mind. I just tend to break things and spill things. not to mention how crazy clumsy I am. I've also been told that I ramble a lot, though I don't know what those people were talking about. I enjoy smoking weeeed, and I do it pretty openly. I guess I can get kind of annoying at times, but you'll learn to deal with it. Also, I cannot wear an outfit without a belt. It is an absolute no-no.
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Quincy Joseph Adams
_______• My name is Quincy Adams.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Quinn.
_______• I'm a Male
_______• I prefer Males
_______• I blow out the candles on October 15th
_______• I'm only t w e n t y - t w o
_______• I'm part ofMasquerade
_______• I am theKeyboardist.
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I lived in California from the time I was born until I turned 9, then we all packed up and moved to Chicago. It was a pretty big change, and took a lot for me to get used to, but I managed to get used to it. I started to take piano lessons when I was 12, and then eventually started to mess with a keyboard. It's a big passion of mine, and always has been. I was a bit hesitant in joining a band at first, but finally did. I figured it would be a way to make a living using the one thing I love most.
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Most people would agree that I'm usually very serious. I like to have a lot of time to myself, and usually try to avoid others. I am a quiet and easygoing person. I guess you could say that I'm easy to get along with. At times I can act rather dumb and clueless. I like computers a lot and spend a lot of time on my laptop just doing random things. Also, I pay a lot of attention to music and am constantly practicing playing and writing music. I can sing too, but I've got horrible stage fight when it comes to singing. I have a secret admiration for ice cream, and a milkshake can always cheer me up without fail. I'm a generally happy person and I don't get upset easily.
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Jasper Dalton Keene
_______• My name is Jasper Keene.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Jaz.
_______• I'm a male.
_______• I prefer males, but I don't mind flirting with the ladies.
_______• I blow out the candles on December eighteenth, throw me a party, 'kay?
_______• I'm only twenty-three.
_______• I'm part of No Evil Like Love.
_______• I am the guitarist, babeh!
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Mackenzie Naveen Sophronia
_______• My name is Mackenzie Sophronia.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Kenzie, Nav, and Quincy calls me Mack. [He's the only one that's allowed to.
_______• I'm a female.
_______• I prefer either.
_______• I blow out the candles on July seventh.
_______• I'm only twenty- one.
_______• I'm part of Masquerade.
_______• I am the Bassist.
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_______• My name is Jasper Keene.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Jaz.
_______• I'm a male.
_______• I prefer males, but I don't mind flirting with the ladies.
_______• I blow out the candles on December eighteenth, throw me a party, 'kay?
_______• I'm only twenty-three.
_______• I'm part of No Evil Like Love.
_______• I am the guitarist, babeh!
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Life's been pretty damn good. I went through the normal ups and downs as a teenager. Honestly I think my parents spoiled me a bit, since I didn't have any siblings. I got away with pretty much anything, and was constantly partying, and still do party all the time. I was permitted to drink when I was fifteen, so long as I told my parents before doing so and knew where to stop. I have a high tolerance for alcohol now, and don't get hangovers very often. During my partying, I discovered, with some help from friends, that I'm rather talented with a guitar and can scream quite nicely. My best friends were all pretty musically inclined as well and we eventually formed a band. With some changes to bands here and there, people in, others out, No Evil Like Love finally formed. We've been together for awhile now and we get along and play well together. Life's great.
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You know that guy that was partying way too hard last night. The one who wouldn't stop drinking, and only seemed to get crazier? Yeah, that was me. I love parties, and it's not just for the insanity and the alcohol. I like being around all those people. I flirt with everyone, but I never try to actually get anywhere with them. It takes a lot for me to be truly interested in a person, but when I am, I don't leave them alone. I whine when I don't get what I want, and I pout a lot too. I'm very loud and obnoxious, if you try to tell me to mellow down, I usually just pout about it and try to convince you to join in my silly antics. You learn to love me for my insanity, no if's, and's, or but's.
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Mackenzie Naveen Sophronia
_______• My name is Mackenzie Sophronia.
_______• If you know me personally you can call me Kenzie, Nav, and Quincy calls me Mack. [He's the only one that's allowed to.
_______• I'm a female.
_______• I prefer either.
_______• I blow out the candles on July seventh.
_______• I'm only twenty- one.
_______• I'm part of Masquerade.
_______• I am the Bassist.
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I grew up in a somewhat small family, both of my parents are great, and I get along pretty well with my elder brother, since we're a lot alike. My family is musically inclined, leading to my interest in music as well. I can play multiple instruments, but I prefer bass. My parents brought up joining a band at one point in time, and I talked to my best friend about it. After awhile we both agreed to do so and we found two other members for it, thus forming Masquerade.
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I can be the quiet, keep to myself kind of person at times, but I'm usually pretty obnoxious, and outspoken around others. I tend to get sarcastic too, so be prepared for it. If you bug me in any way, I won't hesitate to point it out. I can be quite brutal, but sometimes it's necessary. I enjoy making fun of others, and I can take the heat when people return the favor. I usually end up single because of my teasing, no one's been able to handle me so far. That and I'm for abstinence, which most people don't like. Yes, I'm a virgin, though most people don't believe it at first glance. Once they talk to me for awhile, they figure out what kind of person I am all together. Basically, I'm a pretty easy to read person and it doesn't take a genius to figure me out.
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Quincy had packed up all of his things already and was one of the first on the tour bus. Sighing, he tossed everything into one of the bunk beds on the bus. The buses were pretty nice. they had a table, couch, and small kitchen in the front of the bus with about six bunk beds, a bathroom, and then a living room type area in the back. He walked around for a minute, just looking at everything. Opening the fridge, a frown spread on his face. No food. Walking up to the bunk he'd chosen, he dug through his stuff and found his bag, slinging it over his shoulder. He headed off, waving at a few of the random crew members that would be touring with them. He walked down the busy streets of New York City until he found a place that sold some foods.
Sure, it would have been nice if he would have stocked up the food for everyone, but Quincy wasn't in the mood to do so. Buying some bonbons, Arizona tea, and lots of ice cream, he headed back to the tour bus with about three bags. There still wasn't anyone else there when he got back, so after stocking the fridge and pantry with his items, he grabbed his laptop and took a seat at the table, messing around with it a bit.
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Kenzie rolled out of bed at eight-thirty and began to get ready for the day. She had a long few months ahead of her. Touring began today. Masquerade would be touring with another band by the name of No Evil Like Love. Honestly she’d never met them before, and was quite interested to see what they were like. After all, they were both local bands. Not that that was saying much since this was New York City, but hey, it was nice to know about other locals. As Kenzie thought about the tour, she made herself some breakfast. Waffles, smothered in butter and strawberry syrup, with cheesy scrambled eggs and toast. After she’d eaten, she grabbed her bags that she’d packed and went out to catch a cab.
After the cab had dropped her off by the tour buses, she took her bags inside and looked around. Quincy had already been there apparently, for his bag was already on a bed. She took the bed closest to him, and left her stuff on it as she left the bus, to go outside and chat with the roadie’s. As she was chatting with one of the people, she was Quinn come back to the bus with some bags. Ice Cream was what she assumed was in the bags. That thought caused her to remember that she had packed a couple of boxes of frozen waffles, which probably weren’t very frozen anymore. Saying a quick bye to everyone outside, she rushed into the bus as Quinn was putting away everything he had bought. “I don’t think there’s enough ice cream there,” she stuck her tongue out as she passed him and grabbed the bag of boxed frozen waffles. When Quinn finished putting his stuff away, she stored the boxes in the freezer with the ice cream, then snatched up her drawing case. Going over to the table, she sat beside Quinn and pulled her box of crayons out and some paper. “Hey, have you met anyone from the other band yet?” Opening her box of crayons, she pulled one out and began to doodle on the paper.
After the cab had dropped her off by the tour buses, she took her bags inside and looked around. Quincy had already been there apparently, for his bag was already on a bed. She took the bed closest to him, and left her stuff on it as she left the bus, to go outside and chat with the roadie’s. As she was chatting with one of the people, she was Quinn come back to the bus with some bags. Ice Cream was what she assumed was in the bags. That thought caused her to remember that she had packed a couple of boxes of frozen waffles, which probably weren’t very frozen anymore. Saying a quick bye to everyone outside, she rushed into the bus as Quinn was putting away everything he had bought. “I don’t think there’s enough ice cream there,” she stuck her tongue out as she passed him and grabbed the bag of boxed frozen waffles. When Quinn finished putting his stuff away, she stored the boxes in the freezer with the ice cream, then snatched up her drawing case. Going over to the table, she sat beside Quinn and pulled her box of crayons out and some paper. “Hey, have you met anyone from the other band yet?” Opening her box of crayons, she pulled one out and began to doodle on the paper.
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Quincy heard someone as he was putting away the ice cream and turned to see Mack, his best friend. "Mack!" He shoved all the ice cream into the freezer and hugged her, smiling.She'd brought waffles with her. Well, then he wasn't the only weird one. He sat down at the table with his laptop already and noticed her sitting next to him, coloring as usual. He was looking up random things on the internet and listened to her talk. "Not yet, but I'm not too interested in meeting them anyways. How about you? Have you seen any of them yet?" After he'd looked at all the things he'd wanted to check, he looked at his nails with a frown. "I need to re-paint these sometime soon." He reached out to grab a crayon from her stash and started to color on the page next to the one she was currently working on. "I wonder when Brooke and Dustin will be here?" He added after a minute. He'd finished his picture already and got up to grab a pail of birthday cake ice cream. He sat back down next to Mack and opened it up, taking a spoonful of it right away. "Want any?" He asked her, sticking a spoonful in front of her face.
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Kenzie had hugged Quinn when he gave her a hug, before the two of them had sat down. She was now doodling a bunch of musical instruments as Quinn was looking at things on his laptop and replying to her. “Eh no. I haven’t bothered to meet any of them, and I haven’t run into anyone besides the roadie’s outside and you.” As she spoke Quinn had begun to color on her paper with her. She wasn't surprised by it, they did it all the time. While he was coloring she looked at his nails, then at her own. “Maybe later, before the show, we can do that, since I need to do mine too.” Glancing at her watch she stood up slightly and peaked out of the closest window. Brooke and Dustin were no where to be seen. “Ah those two do need to get here soon…” she trailed off, wondering what all they’d do before the show. While she thought, she saw Quinn get up and go grab some ice cream and soon found a spoon in front of her. She leaned forward and took a bite of it. When it had finished melting in her mouth she spoke again, “Hey, wanna go wander?” she asked, putting her crayon down and looking at her friend.
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Quincy sat at the table eating his ice cream for a second until Mack asked if he'd like to leave. Well, there wasn't anything going on here, and it wasn't like anyone was going to actually be getting there anytime soon. "Sure, let me get my bag and put up my stuff." Quincy got up from the table, spoon still in his mouth. He sealed up the ice cream pail and set it back in the freezer, tossing the spoon into the wink. He put away his laptop and then grabbed his bag once again. He always took forever to get ready for things. In fact, he'd always been the one who took the longest to get ready for shows. "Okay, where do you want to go?" He asked Mack, walking back up to her. He took her hand and walked with her out of the bus. New York City always had fun and interesting things to do, but Quincy wasn't really in the mood to have to pick out where they would go or what they would do. He just started to walk down the street with her, looking around. One of the greatest things about this city was all the cute guys. As they walked, Quincy couldn't help but browse through all the male population.
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Kenzie clapped her hands together when Quinn agreed to go out. Wandering the streets of New York City was much better than sitting all cooped up in a bus. She put her crayons back in their box, then put the box and her paper back into the case. After tossing it onto her bed, she grabbed her purse. As the two of them left the bus, they took each others hand and started walking, “Well since we have all this extra time, and we both need to get our nails done, how about we stop by a salon?” She smiled cheerfully and looked around at all of the people. Thank god New York City had beautiful people. If she didn’t have any beauties to look at while she was walking, she’d probably get bored. As they walked, Kenzie spotted an absolutely gorgeous boy and quickly pointed him out to Quinn, “Isn’t he just absolutely rapeable? Probably looks even better without his clothes,” she laughed as they walked by the guy. Kenzie winked at him at the last minute and received a small smile in return. “Oh my, you saw that smile, right?” she quickly asked Quinn, hoping that he had caught it too. She was at it again, pointing out the amazing looking people and discussing them. The two of them had often times spent hours walking around doing things like this. It was a great way to pass the time as you were headed to places, and seeing as how walking was cheaper, they certainly spent a lot of time doing this. Kenzie continued to scan the crowded sidewalks around them as they walked, occasionally pointing someone out.
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Quincy walked down the crowded sidewalks, still holding hands with Mack. "We should go get our nails done!" He replied, practically squealing. He'd always loved the little designs that the Asian people did on people's nails. "I think.. I'll get tiger stripes." He saw a few more cute guys before she pointed one out at he was approaching. It was true, he was rather adorable, and he caught the smile that he flashed at her. "For being an abstinence advocate, you sure don't act like it." He stuck his tongue out at her, and continued walking at the same pace. He kept the lookout for a nail salon, and when he finally noticed one, he practically dragged her to it. He opened the doors and stepped inside, the smell of nail polish a bit overwhelming. They were greeted by a short lady who had some trouble speaking English. After she told them to pick out what color they wanted, he headed to the wall of nail polishes. So many to choose from. "Ohhhh, what should I get?"
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Kenzie was glad to hear that her suggestion for getting their nails done was a good one. Not just good, but great, judging by the way Quinn had agreed to it. "To the nail salon!" she exclaimed, dramatically pointing forward, not even sure how far the closest salon was. It was New York City though, there had to be one relatively close. While they were walking, Kenzie continued to randomly send winks to the more attractive people that they went by. All the while she thought about what she would get done with her nails. "Tiger stripes, how cute!" she squealed when Quinn stated what he was thinking about getting. "I might do polka dots, those sound good right now," she spoke more to herself than to Quinn when she said this. When she heard Quinn's statement, she gasped dramatically. "Oh, but don't you know? I'm saving it for when I gather up enough gorgeous people to have an orgy. I think everyone should go about it like that," her words had a slight essence of sarcasm that lingered when she stopped speaking and attempted to keep a straight face. Keeping a straight face epically failed though, for she soon burst out laughing. While laughing, Kenzie found herself being somewhat dragged over to a nail salon that Quinn had spotted. After they entered and were greeted, Kenzie followed Quinn over to the wall of nail polish. Her eyes scanned the rows of small bottles until her eyes were caught by a neon green. "Ohhh, isn't this pretty?" She decided on that one and then let her eyes sweep across more rows, looking for what Quinn should get. This time she came across a lovely purple color, "Oh, how about this one?" she pointed to it and waited to see what Quinn thought.
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Quincy gazed at all the nail polish bottles, seeing Mack pick out a lime green one. Very like her. She picked up a purple one and showed him, causing a smile to spread on his face. "Yes! You know me too well, Mack." He half hugged, half tackled her and received an odd look from one of the old Asian guys working on a pedicure. Quincy laughed and walked over to one of the manicure tables, telling them what all he wanted. His nails were rather long, especially for a guy, but he kept up on them, so they always looked good. He sat and let the woman work her magic on his nails.
After taking quite a long time to finish both of their nails, Quincy paid for both of their manicures and walked out the door with Mack. He looked at his cell phone to find the time. They were now running a bit late. "s**t! We're late Mack!" He took her hand and started to run down the sidewalk. This wasn't as easy as it sounded, though, since the sidewalk was still overcrowded.
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Jaz hit the floor with a thump and groaned. His attempt at rolling onto his back, and staying on his bed while doing so, had been a fail. Just barely opening his eyes, he peeked at his watch and sighed. It was already noon. Sitting up, he stretched, while still on the floor, then stood up and looked around the apartment. Usually the place was a complete disaster but today it was oddly clean. The state of his room caused him to realize what the day was. He turned his gaze back to his watch and began swearing profusely. They were already supposed to be with everyone else at the tour buses. They; being Hayden and himself. The two had obviously partied too hard last night and forgotten to set the alarm clock. Jaz quickly ran into his living room and started shaking the mound of blankets on the couch. “Haaaaayden! Up dude! We’re running late.” As he spoke, he was walking back into the bedroom to grab some clothes. After taking a quick shower and styling his hair, Jaz came out of the bathroom and began to grab his things so that they could leave as soon as Hayden was ready.
Once both of them were ready, they rushed out of the building and began to head down the busy streets, going as fast as they possibly could through all of the other people. As they were going, Jaz bumped into two other people that seemed to also be rushing somewhere. His eyes managed to catch the leading persons face as he was passing, causing him to stop and turn to the person. “Hello gorgeous,” he said, forgetting about the need to hurry. “Now, kiss me if I’m wrong, but, isn’t your name Jaz?”he tossed one of his many corny pick-up lines out at the boy.
Once both of them were ready, they rushed out of the building and began to head down the busy streets, going as fast as they possibly could through all of the other people. As they were going, Jaz bumped into two other people that seemed to also be rushing somewhere. His eyes managed to catch the leading persons face as he was passing, causing him to stop and turn to the person. “Hello gorgeous,” he said, forgetting about the need to hurry. “Now, kiss me if I’m wrong, but, isn’t your name Jaz?”he tossed one of his many corny pick-up lines out at the boy.
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Hayden was woken up by Jaz and groaned loudly. He hated getting up early. Early being anytime before 5 p.m. for him. He let himself slide off the couch and just laid on the ground for a second. After getting up and saw that Jasper was in the shower at the moment, so he took the opportunity to 'get relaxed'. After finished, he put his pipe away and went into the bathroom while Jaz was doing his hair. He stripped and got into the shower, taking a rather quick one. He managed to get dressed rather quickly and fix his hair. All their things were all packed up, so he grabbed all his bags and headed out the door with Jaz, running down the streets of New York City. They were doing great until he saw Jasper stop and start talking to a random boy. Sure, he was one of the cutest guys Hayden had seen in a while, but they didn't have any time for this today. "Come on! We don't have enough time to waste by talking to these two." He said this, but the girl that was with the guy was pretty cute. He smiled at her before turning and dragging Jasper away with him. The tour buses shouldn't be too far away from here.
They went a little ways further and finally reached where they were supposed to be. Hayden boarded the right bus and saw Mollie already on it. "Sorry we're late, hun, just slept in a bit too much." He picked a bunk bed and threw all his stuff onto it. He walked to the couch and sat down on it. The bus wasn't half bad.
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They had made it a little ways before someone bumped into Quincy. He wouldn't have thought anything of it if the person hadn't stopped in front of him. He stopped walking at looked at the boy. He was gorgeous, with some of the most enticing blue eyes he'd ever seen. When he opened his mouth and a lame pick up line came out, however, Quincy just glared at him. This was something new, though. Most of the time people were flirting with Mack, and not himself. Before he had a chance to say anything to this strange boy, another boy who was just as cute came up and started to pull him away. When they were leaving, Quincy turned to Mack. "What a lame pick up line.. but I noticed that other boy smiling at you." He laughed and then realized that they were still late. He started running off again, headed to the buses. When they finally arrived back, he went to his bunk and threw his bag on it. "When do you think we'll meet the other band?"
