Post by Blaine Anderson on Jul 8, 2011 2:37:25 GMT -5
did someone say
Blaine Anderson?
Blaine Anderson?
what the devil
IS GOING ON HERE?
IS GOING ON HERE?
name: Blaine Anderson
nicknames: Blaine Warbler
gender: Male
age: 17
sexuality: Definitely gay
face: Darren Criss
when i rule the world
I'LL PLANT FLOWERS!
I'LL PLANT FLOWERS!
personailty:Blaine Anderson walks a difficult line between pride in his identity and sensibility. While he has never hidden his sexuality, nor has he flaunted it in front of those who might not approve. Difficult experiences at his previous high school have led him to be somewhat cautious, not wanting to stir the pot any more than is necessary. As such, he is not, in his own words “overly queeny.” When he is not on stage, he very much wishes to just blend in as part of the crowd.
On the other hand, few who know him would indicate that the lead singer of the Warblers is anything but sure of himself. Though he would not quite admit it, Blaine does love being the center of attention, particularly when spotlighted on a stage. While he initially had insecurities over his ability to command the stage, that is now where he feels the most confident. For all his flaws, Blaine knows he has the stage presence needed to lead the Warblers to great things.
appearance:Blaine has classic good looks. His dark hair is naturally curly, although he often styles it in a way that covers this. He is smaller in stature than what one might expect, standing at a mere 5'8", but he makes up for this with his great posture and poise. He is generally seen wearing his Dalton Academy uniform, even when off of school grounds.
history:Blaine Anderson was born into a relatively cushy middle-class family, in which he lived a relatively cushy middle-class life. Save a mild obsession with 1950’s musicals, Blaine seemed like a pretty normal kid. Even when he came out in high school, his life remained pretty sane. His parents were reasonably supportive, though his mother moreso than his father. Blaine always felt that his father would like nothing more than to somehow coax that gay out of him, whether it was through watching college sports, or working on cars. Blaine knew this was not possible, but humored his father nonetheless.
Not everyone, however, was so supportive. Shortly after coming out, Blaine asked out the only other gay kid at school to a high school dance The evening went by wonderfully, until a group of bigoted bullies approached the pairing, and “beat the living crap out of them.” Shortly after, Blaine transferred to a private school with a zero tolerance policy known as Dalton Academy. There, Blaine thrived, easily falling into the role of lead singer at the Dalton Warblers. He felt more at ease, knowing that the school had his back. Soon after, Blaine met Kurt Hummel, a member of the rival glee club known as the New Directions. Blaine convinced Kurt, who was being similarly bullied, to transfer to Dalton. While Blaine was at first oblivious to Kurt’s feelings toward him, eventually the two became an couple. Even now that Kurt has transferred back to his old school, the two remain an item, though where the future leads, no one knows.
other: A Sample:
It was summer before senior year. It was meant to be the beginning of a year-long celebration of coming of age. Everything, every moment spent with friends, every kiss, every sip of alcohol, every teenage betrayal, every time the spotlight shone brightly on a person's face, felt bigger and more important than ever. As students tried, and mostly failed, to set the course they wanted for their lives, emotions were heightened to absolutely unreasonable heights. Blaine Anderson, too, was beginning to feel the pressure of the year before him building as he prepared for life outside of Dalton Academy.
He was a relatively lucky one. He attended a private school, had a passable GPA, a fair amount of talent and his parents had money. He knew he could get out of Ohio, but where the compass pointed was still a bit hazy to him. The fact of the matter was, Blaine was scared to leave his cozy private school. It was warm and inviting, and he never had to worry about getting pushed around. While Kurt had always felt that his individuality was stifled by the Dalton uniform, Blaine felt comfort in it. It was nice to be one of the crowd, at least in the small things.
Blaine sat, hand pressed against his temples, staring mindlessly at a computer screen. He was searching for the perfect college. He had not exactly gotten far in his screening process. He knew that he wanted to go somewhere in a city that appreciated the arts, but compared to Ohio that was just about any place. Clicking his favorited college, he sighed, realizing that even after what he considered careful pruning, he still had some 80 colleges to sift through. 80 college visits hardly seemed feasible.
Feeling a vibration in his pocket, Blaine smiled at first when he saw that Kurt had sent him a text message. The smile quickly changed to a look of dread, however, when he realized that he had completely lost track of time. Leaping like a gazelle out of his computer chair, Blaine bolted for the door. The Warbler had not even brushed his teeth yet, and his curly hair was as unkempt as a lion's mane. He had mints in the car, at least.
Thankfully there was no traffic, but the Lima Bean was not quite at the end of his street, either. Whipping out his phone while stopped at a redlight, he frantically texted, Eeek! So sorry. Running late. B there soon....love you! He hoped that the last two words would at least help stifle any frustration Kurt felt over Blaine's tardiness. He had made good time, he had to admit, but he was still about 20 minutes late.
He took just a moment to admire his boyfriend, who had elected for a spot by the window. Kurt had obviously spent some time on his appearance, and as a result, looked rather wonderful. Blaine looked at himself in the mirror, almost embarrassed that he was in jeans and a Dalton t-shirt. God, he almost looked straight. Taking a deep breath, he approached his boyfriend from behind, landing a quick kiss on the cheek before the other boy could notice him. "Kurt, I'm so so so so sorry. I've been looking forward to this all week, I was just looking at colleges and got completely distracted." he said, taking a seat across the table. "Do you want me to get you another one? he asked, indicated to Kurt's no doubt mostly empty cup.
and it's gonna be
TOTALLY AWESOME!
TOTALLY AWESOME!
what the hell is a Rex?
i'm just a 21-year-old kid!
No one is the hottest person/people i've ever seen!
pigfarts and
RUUUMBLEROAAAR!
RUUUMBLEROAAAR!
hey. this app was made by the totally awesome holly @ caution. please keep is credit. or else you're not going to be able to dance again. or go to pigfarts.