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"Rumors are just that, rumors....Right?"
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N I C K N A M E (S)
Rin, Blondie
A G E
Twenty-Six (26)
G E N D E R
Cis-Female | She/Her
S E X U A L I T Y
Homosexual | Openly so
E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian
H O M E T O W N
Los Angeles, California
H E X
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L I K E S
Music, she can usually be found with earbuds in at all hours vibing out to some playlists when not performing at an event, how she copes with her issues // Parties, not surprising considering the life style she leads, Erin can usually be found on the scene enjoying herself, especially if there is a DJ station and dancing // Alcohol, if she isn't seen with a glass or bottle of some kind in her hand something is clearly wrong, mild addiction // Card games, poker, and gambling, anything that costs her money and the thrill of possibly losing is something she looks forward to, slight addiction // Tattoos, whether on herself or someone else, it isn't much of a shocker considering how many she has of her own // Hookups, whether it's the rumors or her true nature, it can be true. From touring to living situations, Erin tends to have casual hookups and a trail of them wherever the band goes, shamelessly so // Drugs, this also shouldn't come as a surprise, if she isn't high off her ass when not performing, and sometimes even during events she'll be stoned off of her ass, severe addiction //
D I S L I K E S
The sound of loud chewing, something about it causes her skin to crawl and grosses Erin out // The smell of lavender, vanilla, and certain cigarettes and poorly made or cheap pot // Large amounts of blood, she can handle regular amounts, but seeing large amounts is stomach-turning and can cause her to be nauseous // Annoying and snobby people, she has a low tolerance for people, especially those that think they're better than others// Solitude, she doesn't like being alone for longs periods of time and is often uncomfortable when left by herself for long periods of time // Small and tight spaces, anything that is remotely claustrophobic causes immense panic and anxiety in her // Useless and pointless arguing, she'd prefer if people used their words and just stated how they felt about things instead of causing useless and pointless arguments over the smallest of things // Sobriety, if there's anything that she hates more, it's being sober. Having to face her actual depressing and lonesome reality is something she despises // Complexeties of romance, there's many reasons why she prefers hookups, both casual and long lasting ones, full commitment in the past left her heartbroken and she'd rather not go back to that place again. Or at least it's what she tells herself //
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Contrary to the first impression that she gives off, and her rather rough-looking exterior, Erin is quite the opposite of how she may seem. She is rather possessive and clingy, once getting close to someone that is, especially her band mates. Whatever the case, Erin is a very active and outgoing person who simply wants to be someone's friend, if she sees them being worth her time of course. or at least that's the facade they give off. Erin will easily become protective and overbearingly so at times when it comes to someone she has known enough and care for, often getting in people's faces when people in the crowd start shit during shows, usually harassing others in the crowd or even disrespecting the performing act. Having stopped in the middle of a few shows to handle the business herself, as she refuses to let that shit slide.
But at the same time, Erin is very reserved in most aspects. Never prying into anyone else's business or asking questions they probably shouldn't be asked. She's always an open ear to someone and a shoulder to cry on for whoever may need it, as she's been in positions where she never had anyone to go to. Erin is often a very touchy-feely person, usually having to either be touching someone with an arm draped around their shoulders, or a leg touching their's, just being close to them in any way. But if someone tells her to stop or that she's making them uncomfortable, she will and give them all the space they could want. She respects bounderies of anyone that's not okay with physical contact, even if she personally is physical contact starved.
She can easily be your best friend, or easily be your least liked person, depending on how you treat her, she will treat you in return. If you treat her with respect and kindness and don't cause any trouble with her or her friends, she will easily let small things slide and roll off her back like water. But the last thing you want to do is bite the hands that feeds you, and no one would recommend crossing her or doing her any wrong, as she could easily make your life hell, she has a short temper and has shown more than a handlful of times the level she'd go to.
People have noticed she has a short fuse, which can be started from anything, rude comments or harassment towards her which she handles better, but the last thing you do is disrespect others around her. In short, she can be your fiercest and most loyal and caring friend who would die for you, or could easily be something terrifying that you wouldn't dare double-crossing or lying to.
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H I S T O R Y
Most of Erin's younger years has remained a topic that she refuses to talk about to anyone, even her bandmates. But the truth of the matter is, from before the time she could even remember, up until she was sixteen, she had been living with her mother and her boyfriend, who were highly addicted to drugs and alcohol. But what only made it worse, was that her mother's boyfriend was severely abusive to Erin in almost every conceivable way, with her mother too stoned out of her mind to know what was really going on. So, from an early age she held resentment and anger towards most adults, a strong distain for men, and her own forming drug habits after she started hanging out with friends. It started out small and harmless enough at first. As most things like this go. Weed and alcohol, which slowly escalated to lsd, and wax, to other harder drugs until she landed on that smooth, ivory powder.
By the time she was 17, she was kicked out from her parents apartment after one argument went horribly wrong between Erin and James, where he was left bleeding out on the floor after a confrentation between him and her mother broke out. Erin went to her defense and did what she could to keep him from beating on her like he had done so many times before. As her mother's last ditch attempt to help Erin, she forced her out of the home.
With nowhere to go, Erin turned to the streets of making money, dealing out weed and cocaine for quick cash. That was until she managed to come across a guy selling a well maintained drum-kit. Erin joked about trading him what drugs she had on her for the drums, and he accepted, giving her an extra 500$. And it was history for the next five years. She made her money off of street performing, drumming which allowed her to take out her anger and frustrations with everything and she became rather well known among the street acts that lined the streets along the beach in LA.
It was during one of her closing acts of the night, where a group of guys approached her, which immediately got Erin on edge and unsure of what was going on. But after they explained that they wanted-no-needed her in their band, that Erin was tempted. They explained that they had needed a drummer to fully form their band, and seeing how she was a rather "Vicious" and "Intense" performer, who clearly was passionate and talented with her craft, that she had to accept. Erin said she'd consider it, and after exchanging numbers with the guys she headed home to her current girlfriend. Excited with the potential prospect of being in an official band.
It was only when she was through the doors that everything stopped. She found her girlfriend, Rebecca, in bed with one of her best friends, Sarah, and that was it. Erin said nothing, except giving a rather agregious "Fuck you then" and stormed out of the apartment complex, taking few of her things with her. Quickly texting the guys that she was ready to accept their offer whenever they were ready to give her a chance, and it was nothing but sex, drugs, and madness since then.
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R E L A T I O N S H I PXS T A T U S
Single
P O S I T I O N
Drummer | Occasional back-up vocalist
S E C R E T S
Her addiction to drugs, specifically cocaine
Erin's last relationship left her being cheated on
V I C E S
Hookups/Casual no-strings attached Sex
Drugs, copious amounts of drugs
Alcohol, borderline alcoholic
T A L E N T S
Drums, Guitar, Vocals, Can juggle, Can mix music and songs, and lastly, can balance a jar of peanut butter on her head
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