Post by Aiden Saver on May 3, 2009 18:57:42 GMT -5
AIDEN MARIA SAVER 'S BEEN ON THE RUN
DRIVING IN THE SUN
LOOKING OUT FOR NUMBER ONE.
hey, you! yeah, i'm talking to you. wake the hell up! good.
welcome to the When You Were Young tour. it is
mandatory that you fill out this paperwork. yes, all of it. why?
because we doggone said so, that's why! now take a seat and
please be quiet. i said be quiet!
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
"yo, dude, call me ai. or mari. anything else and i'll kick you in the gonads, got it?"
I HAVE TO ASK: MALE, FEMALE, OR SOMETHING IN BETWEEN?
"i'm a female, do you not see the chest?"
GOOD, I WAS STARTING TO WORRY. NOW, HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i'm seventeen, i was born on the fourth of july, and i'm a cancer."
WELL, YOU LOOK YOUNG FOR YOUR AGE. HOW DO YOU STAY IN SHAPE?
"oh yeah, i totally run with the bulls in spain at least twice a month."
OH, I'LL HAVE TO TRY THAT. MOVING ON: YOUR HAIR, IS THAT YOUR NATURAL COLOR?
"yeah, it is, thank you very much."
DON'T MEAN TO BE A PEST BUT, HOW TALL ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i'm five foot six. yeah, i guess you could say i'm pretty happy with it."
I WOULD NEVER HAVE CONSIDERED THAT GEORGE CLOONEY MIGHT BE GAY. WHAT ABOUT YOU?
"george clooney? pretty sure he's gay for himself. i mean, everytime i turn around he's effing staring into a mirror. but i'm heterosexual myself."
OH REALLY? WELL, WHAT BAND ARE YOU IN WHAT'S YOUR POSITION?
"i'm in a pretty FANTASTIC band called "karma 13" and i'm the singer."
WELL THEN, WHAT DO YOU LIKE TO DO IN YOUR SPARE TIME?
"im my spare time? ahaha, what freakin' spare time, dude? the only freaking time i have is....when i'm asleep. so either that or i'm out dancing in club like a stripper."
DON'T WORRY, THIS IS ALL CONFIDENTIAL. GO AHEAD, TELL US WHAT YOU ENJOY.
"banging yer MOM. no, uh, gross. hm, well i pretty much enjoy singing. and playing guitar. i mean, it's what i do, right? der. and i also do a little bit of photography."
WHAT ABOUT SOMETHING THAT GETS ON YOUR NERVES?
"people who are always "that's gay!" or "your face". i mean really? how can an inaminate object be "gay"? god, and don't get me started on those annoying little lap dogs. i'm about to drop-kick my sister's mini poodle over a freakin' fence."
I'LL HAVE TO REMEMBER THAT. SO, ARE YOU GOOD AT ANYTHING?
"well, my strengths are singing, playing guitar. der. and i guess i'm okay at photography? i write some pretty cool songs too, i guess."
THAT'S INTERESTING, NOW WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
"oh, god. i SUCK at playing the drums, i have like, no rythm. and drawing? ugh."
I BET I CAN BEAT YOU IN A THUMB WRESTLE AND HOLD MY BREATHE LONGER THAN YOU AT THE SAME TIME.
"really? how about i tie your hands behind your back, and count to one thousand while you hold your breath with a peaice of duct tap over it?"
YOU MUST THINK I'M CRAZY. OH WELL, SAY, WHAT KIND OF QUALITIES DO YOU LIKE IN A SPOUSE?
"oh, man. i'm guessing the bad-boy types are pretty cool. they're so intense, but you know they have a softer side. as long as it's not too soft, i'm good."
OH, I GUESS I'M NOT YOUR TYPE THEN, EH? WELL, WHAT DO YOU FIND UNATTRACTIVE IN A PERSON?
"my turn offs are people like you, guys that are WAY shorter than me, and guys who think they can take control over my life."
FINE, BE LIKE THAT. I DON'T LIKE YOU ANYWAYS.
"hm, really? i pretty much feel the same way about you."
OK, WE'RE GONNA PLAY A GAME. I'M GOING TO ASK SOME SIMPLE QUESTIONS, AND YOUR GOING TO SAY THE FIRST THING THAT COMES TO MIND, OK?
"i deem you "shutthefuckupbeforeikickyourassfromheretoafrica"."
FAVORITE FOOD?
"steak."
FAVORITE MOVIE?
"the covenant."
FAVORITE BAND/ARTIST?
"fall out boy."
FAVORITE DRINK?
"coca cola."
FAVORITE SUBJECT?
"lunch."
FAVORITE SPICE GIRL?
"scary."
FAVORITE TV SHOW?
"invader zim."
FAVORITE HOLIDAY AND SEASON?
"halloween and summer."
FAVORITE WORD?
"shit."
FAVORITE FAMOUS DEAD PERSON?
"heath ledger."
FAVORITE TIME OF DAY?
"midnight."
FAVORITE COLOR?
"black."
FAVORITE BOOK?
"harry potter."
FAVORITE TOY?
"motorcycle."
WELL, WASN'T THAT FUN? ON TO THE SERIOUS SHIT. TELL ME A BIT ABOUT YOURSELF.
"i like to perform, i like to party, and i pretty much won't take crap off of anyone. i smoke, and i know it's bad for you. i'm trying to quit, alright? i have anger management issues and i have a really bad time controlling it."
MHMM, AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY?
"ugh, i can't stand my mother. yossi estefani saver, my mother, deserves to get hit by a truck. my dad isn't as bad eric james saver is the name he goes by. i want to kick them both out of their own house, but unfortunetly i don't have enough money for that yet."
VERY INTERESTING. SO HOW DID YOU END UP IN AT THIS TOUR?
"i was born in new york and i loved it. i made a few close friends and we formed a band, then we found a flyer talking about this thing and we signed up."
RIGHT ON, MY FRIEND. SO, CAN YOU TELL US WHAT WAS YOUR BEST MEMORY?
"my best memory? psh, the day my friends and i discovered karma 13, the best band in new york."
HOW, LOVELY. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR WORST MEMORY?
"....when my only brother was hit and killed by a car when he was three."
NOW, JUST WONDERING. WHAT RELIGION ARE YOU EXACTLY?
"i don't have one."
WHAT SORT OF CAREER WILL YOU GO INTO THEN?
"my current job kinda sucks, damn waitressing, but i want to go into something with music, obviously.."
WHAT HAPPENED TO BE YOUR FIRST WORDS?
""screw you"."
OMGWTFBBQ?!? WELL, LOOK AT THAT. I'VE NEVER SEEN A GENIE ACTUALLY COME OUT OF THE BOTTLE. WHAT ARE YOUR THREE WISHES?
"to be discovered as a great band. to finally get the parental units off of my back. and to rock this world from one end to the other."
WOW, WASN'T THAT FASCINATING?
"oh yes, so very very fascinating. -rolls eyes-."
SO, YOU, UH, WITH ANYBODY AT THE PRESENT MOMENT?
"nah, i'm single. independent. and damn proud of it."
WELL, YOU WANNA GO OUT SOME TIME? WHERE CAN I TAKE YA?
"i'd like to go to the movies sometime, but not with some sleazball like you."
HEY, IF YOUR NOT BUSY FRIDAY...WANNA GO OUT?
"dude, did you not just hear what i said? god, get some hearing aids, old man."
ALRIGHT, WHATEVER/COOL. THIS INTERVIEW IS COMING TO AN END. ANYTHING YOU WANT TO TELL US?
"well, i really hate to sound like a tourist, but where's the cool clubs around here? i could use a dance."
THIS FAKE INTERVIEWER DUDE GUY WILL SELF DESTRUCT IN FIVE SECONDS.
"oh, finally. now i won't have to deal with this pervy little skunk-bag any more."
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ON THE STEREO,
LISTEN AS WE GO,
DRIVING DOWN THE 101.
JAMIE has been trying to escape this doggone planet for FIFTEEN years,
but they've found themselves stuck in the vortex of role playing for TWO years.
too bad. we could have busted them out if they didn't live all the way in
the CENTRAL timezone. you can always reach them at WORLDTOTHEIRKNEESXX@HOTMAIL.COM.
hold up, you'll need the password, which is 'you're so good at stretching the truth' and we'll need
to see some proof that you're a GIRL. yep, pull down those pants.
ok, well, i'll just take your paperwork and be going:
Colton parked her motorcycle, though she didn't turn it off yet. The music was blasting through her mini-speakers into the crisp spring air. She sang along loudly, bopping to the beat and hitting her steering wheel. She had been doing this since she left Uncle Charlie's house. And yet, the girl wondered why people gave her weird looks. Okay, that was a lie. But what can you do?
Colt finally turned off her bike, unplugged her iPod, and hung her helmet on the handles. She unmounted and started walking to the beach, her white flip flops slapping against the rocks. She sat down on a beautifully colored one and put her now bare feet down in the wet sand.
She smiled to herself as she sang along to her music, looking up at the sky. No one was really around today, and she wondered why. It wasn't raining, the sky was bright, sunny, and blue. The birds were chirping. Yet no one was out. She casted her nose to the air and sniffed. No scent on the wind, either.
Colton shrugged and brought herself back to the music. Her singing became louder as she got to her feet and brought out her camera. She angled it to the horizon and the water before snapping a picture. Venturing away from her flip flops and the rock, she began snapping pictures as she sang.
"I'm just a kid, and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me..."
Not a very fitting song for the overly happy girl, but she liked Simple Plan.
[From another site. My favorite character, Colton.]
Colt finally turned off her bike, unplugged her iPod, and hung her helmet on the handles. She unmounted and started walking to the beach, her white flip flops slapping against the rocks. She sat down on a beautifully colored one and put her now bare feet down in the wet sand.
She smiled to herself as she sang along to her music, looking up at the sky. No one was really around today, and she wondered why. It wasn't raining, the sky was bright, sunny, and blue. The birds were chirping. Yet no one was out. She casted her nose to the air and sniffed. No scent on the wind, either.
Colton shrugged and brought herself back to the music. Her singing became louder as she got to her feet and brought out her camera. She angled it to the horizon and the water before snapping a picture. Venturing away from her flip flops and the rock, she began snapping pictures as she sang.
"I'm just a kid, and life is a nightmare
I'm just a kid, I know that it's not fair
Nobody cares, cause I'm alone and the world is
Having more fun than me..."
Not a very fitting song for the overly happy girl, but she liked Simple Plan.
[From another site. My favorite character, Colton.]
CALIFORNIA HERE WE COME,
RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED FROM.
say hold up, wait a minute. let me put some pimpin' in
it! yep, that's right, this sexy application template was made
by yours truly: CHRISS a.k.a. LENNY GOT LAID ?! @
CAUTION 2.0. yeah, see those fawesome lyrics? that be
california by none other than phantom planet. and by the way,
if you happen to remove this little credit, i'll sned vampires
after you in the night to rip out your jugular. and they won't
be as sexy as you think the cullens are. uh-huh.[/center]
