Post by gideon on Jun 10, 2010 23:22:19 GMT
GIDEON CAMERON ARKHAM
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nicknames: Just Gideon.
age: 18
birthday: September 4, 1991
comes from: Chicago, Illinois
face claim: Jared Padalecki
canon or original: Original
member title: jock
alias: Kj <3
age: 16
timezone: GMT+8
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I C A N L I V E W I T H O U T Y O U
but without you i’ll be miserable at best
but without you i’ll be miserable at best
Even as he was going to the beach, where little clothes mattered, he was still dressed with the finest clothing money could buy; with shorts as white as sky that even angels seemed to have graced with their glory and a gray cotton shirt that hung loosely over his lean yet chiseled frame; smooth and soft to the touch; he emitted extravagance and brilliance, just as he rightly deserved; just as any Stamos would proudly ware. Bart’s father was unbelievably wealthy, an owner of one of the most prestigious chain of hotel’s all over the world. There was no one in the world who hasn’t heard of his father’s hotel and the name. He was just years away from taking the throne himself, and though he felt apprehensive about it, he knew it was an inevitable fact.
He pushed down a button and watched as the window rolled down to reveal the driver’s head in front, the man’s lively eyes meeting Bart’s own brown orbs with a cheerful glint to it that made Bart scowl with disgust. What right did he to be so happy when Bart was so miserably bored in the back seat? He knew he should have just brought more company to pass the time until he arrived at the beach, but sadly, those were thirty minutes he will never get back. ”Just stop at the corner, Anthony,” he told him before pushing down on the button again and watching the windows roll up and hide the poor driver’s face. Smirking at his reflection on the tinted black windows, he ran a hand through his hair as the limousine came to a halt.
Awaiting for the doors to open as he picked up his sunglasses neatly laid out in an untouched paper bag with Russian letters that Bart was trained to understand, he adorned his face with the accessory before bouncing out of the vehicle and meeting the panoramic view of the beach with a smile. With hands in his pocket, and a shade to cover him, courtesy of Anthony, he felt like a prince among the poor, watching many of them ogle at his arrival. He smirked smugly at each and every one of them if possible but he smirked nonetheless, walking ahead towards their family’s beach house not too far ahead.
He knew he could have just stopped the car in front of the house and save himself the trouble of having to walk about twenty feet, but the sight of envy and admiration in the people’s eyes were too much to pass up for Bart’s giant ego. He needed adoration from strangers as much as he needed sex to keep his libido in check; he also believed that people needed to see him or else they would live unfulfilling lives. He couldn’t allow the world to fall ill because he was too selfish to show himself to the world.
Stopping midway though, he found himself distracted by a certain brunette from afar who looked to be someone who was good enough for a one night lay with Bartholomew Stamos. Of course, almost, the key word being almost, anyone was good for Stamos; he was a self-proclaimed man whore of course and he didn’t mind that everyone knew that. People should know that, he always thought. So with a soft yet excited smile on his face, he fled the comfort of his umbrella’s shade and approached the girl by the sea shore with arrogance in his steps. It was like even the world cried with each step because of his enormously big head, but only very few bothered to watch the pompous prince as he approached his pray. Standing just inches away from the girl, his hands still in his pocket and a smirk still gracing his lips, he stretched a hand forward and left it hanging in the air for her to shake.
”Not that I’d need to introduce myself, but - ”
“ Bartholomew Stamos.”
- this thread is done, and I have nothing else to say but it is totally for Ella!<3 with at least a bunch of words I’m too lazy to count. credits are to Mayday Parade for song/lyrics, .
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