SINGLETON, ROYAL L

[ROYAL LEVI SINGLETON]

Name: Royal Levi Singleton
Age: Twenty
Gender: Male
class: low risk
Birthday: September 12, 1990
Face Claim: Jon Lee
Height, and weight: 6' , 170lbs
Personallity:

Royal has two vary different personalities.

No matter what’s going on, Royal is cheerful and optimistic. He’s usually the person who would go up and hug some random person who looks depressed, just to make them feel better. I guess you could say that he’s one of the hardest people to offend; any comment directed toward him with unfriendly intentions is usually met with something along the lines of a joking “I know” or “yeah, so?” because of this and Royal’s overall friendliness, it is hard to find a reason to really dislike him. Royal’s the kind of person that everyone knows and just enjoys talking to. Royal’s also a very entertaining person, if I do say so myself, he’s always make jokes about how stupid or lame he is or something like that.

So you know that bad boy that you didn’t sit next to in high school? The one who went looking for trouble and usually found it. He drank, smoked, partied way too much, and fucked whenever possible. Well, that boy is Royal’s other personality. The boy walks around with an ‘I don't give a shit' attitude, and a tongue that cut like a knife.

Illness:

dissociative identity disorder, self mutilation, suicidal tendencies, drug addiction, alcoholism, sex addiction

Family:

Anne Marie Singleton(mother)
Stephen Richard Singleton(father)
Cane Matthew Singleton(brother)
Setsuko Elisabeth Swain(sister in law)
Zimmy Nikole Singleton(sister)
Haven Nickolas Singleton(brother)
Kelsey Anne Singleton (daughter)

History:

The son of a successful lawyer father and a home decorator mother, Royal Singleton lived a normal suburban life with his family in London. Well, okay, maybe it’s wasn’t that normal because Royals multiple personalities were apparent at the age of ten. So I guess it’s safe to say that life wasn’t entirely normal. Growing up with multiple personalities was stressful on everybody. Especial his brothers and sister, who spent most of the time resenting him. Royal and his family moved to the US in the middle of sophomore year of high school from London. His daddy got a pretty sweet job offer so he decided to pack the family up and move to the states. So the kids were all pretty bitter about that. Around the same time that his family came to the states Royal’s twin brother died in a car accident. Royal was driving. The year fallowing the accident was one of change. Royal blamed himself for what had happened to his brother. So as if you weren’t expecting it, Royal went out of control. He stopped taking meds that controlled his MPS because he just didn’t care anymore. The boy convinced a friend of a friend to give him his first tattoo, and began to start piercing himself. Royal began to hang around with the club kids and became one himself. Drugs became like candy to him and alcohol was just another word for water.

This behavior escalated quickly until he landed himself in rehab at eighteen. His family thought it would help their deeply troubled loved one. But Royal couldn’t blame them for him being so messed up. It wasn’t their faults. He is just an insecure boy who hides behind sarcasm and alcohol, who looks for attention by breaking the rule. Even in rehab, Royal was still a bad boy. If somebody wanted to get out for the night, he’d make it happen, without a doubt. Breaking the rules is his forte. For Royal rehab seemed to last forever but in all actuality he was only there for just under a year and a half. After being “cured” in rehab he was back on meds but with a higher dosing. He also found out that while in rehab a girl that he’d had sex with had a baby and the a DNA test said that the kid was his. He was sort of okay with having a kid. He wasn’t okay with the fact that he’d be raising it by himself. It turns out that the baby mama bailed and that while Royal was in rehab his family had been taking care of the little girl.

To make a long story short, for reason unknown to his family Royal decided that he didn’t need to be on pills to take care of his daughter. Obviously that was a mistake because one day his older brother came over just to say “hi”. When he walked into the door he heard the baby screaming and Royal locked in the bathroom. When Cane finally got the door opened he found needles, jack bottles, glass, and blood littering the floor. When forced to take his pills Royal’s family discovered that he’s locked himself in the bathroom for half that day. He’d been in there shooting up, drinking, and cutting himself. It was one vary obvious to his family that he was a danger to the baby and himself. They couldn’t go in letting him live like this. Sa much as his family loved him the had to make the hard decision to admit him, unwillingly, into Aldridge.

Likes&Dislikes:

LIKES
boys
sex
drugs
loud music
alcohol
DISLIKES
Being cold
Waking up early
Rules
Hangovers
Aldridge

Roleplayer Name/ Alias: Faith
Experience:

Six, almost seven, years.

Roleplay sample:

Thus far the only people that were sitting int he booth were Anais, Harmony, Lorance, and Chase. They were doing good so far. Four out of eight was pretty good for the rag tag bunch of friends. Usually there would only be one or two by now. As Chase settled into his seat next to Anais, who greeted him with a nice big hug, tried to turn his body to hug her. Under any other circumstance he would have hugged her back but the sitting position he'd decided to take wouldn't really permit him to hug back. So he just let her wrap him in her arms. Hearing that his friends missed him made him feel really special and good about himself. God knows he didn't feel that way any other time. At school he was just another nameless wanna-be photographer in the lecture hall. It was pretty much the same way with his family. The kid had nine other brothers and sisters. Most of the time he felt lost at sea. To his parents he was more like one of ten instead of one of a kind. Maybe he was just being bitter? Chase narrowed his eyes and tried to give Lorance a mean look for contradicting what the girls had just said about missing him. The look didn't lase long because anybody that knows Chase know that he can't be outwardly angry with anybody, especially not one of his best friends. Lorance did, however have a point. Out of everybody he was the one that Chase talked to most often whether it was over aim, text, random phone conversations, or in the hallways. Okay so there really was no room to miss him but a lie would have been nice. "I missed you ladies too." he said he said looking back and forth between Anais and Harmony with a devilish half smile making sure to ignore Lorance .

Shortly there after the party was joined by Alaric. "Yo kid. What's shakin'?" Chase said in his best gangsta voice as Alaric climbed into the booth. It was a sorry impression where his voice only went a bit deeper that it naturally was. It was something that he did often so he didn't really expect anybody to pay much attention to it. Semi-normal conversations went on amongst the, now, five of them. Semi-normal because there really wasn't such thing as a normal conversation with Chase. Conversational topics were usually off the wall like hermaphrodites and other taboo things of that nature. It might sound strange, because it did to Chase, but one of the biggest reasons the loved his friends was because they were so different from each other. Aside of the obvious stuff like preference of pizza topping there was just so much more. He wasn’t sure what it was but he liked having friends that weren’t exact copies of each other. He loved not having a Clueless or Legally Blond friendship with these kids.

Dakota showed up a short time later with a cd. "Kokta! Darling!" he said resting his head on her shoulder for a quick second. Than turned to the cd that was now in Anais' hands. He didn't mean to be rude but he was just a bit more fascinated the the new demo than he was with Dakota at that particular moment in time. The boy grabbed it off the table after Anais put it down. He eyed it placing judgment on what the content could possibly sound like than he opened the case and sniffed it. I know, i know its weird to sniff things, especially cd's, but it was just a bad habit of his. He knew, with out even having to look up, that if anyone was watching him they were definitely thinking that he was a freak. And so what if he was a freak. Chase liked to embrace every little thing about himself even if it was sniffing things.

Chase put the cd back down on the table and finally looked up only to see that Vincent had joined them. The boy looked as if he'd just literally rolled out of bed. "Well, good morning Sleeping Beauty." He said in Vincent's direction with a big smile. By this time everybody wanted their shots. Anais and Lorance were practically on the verge of threatening Chase's life if they didn't have a shot now. "Okay, okay, Can we please wait for Remy." he said as more of a statement rather than a question. And speak of the devil, Remy was walking their way now. "It's so nice of you to grace us with your presence." he said sarcastically. Now that we're all here, what does everybody want?" Chase waited on a group decision. Once he'd goten the information he needed he did a half somersault, backflip, crawl, duck, and roll thing over Kota and walked to the bar. Moments later he returned with the first round of shots. It was pretty hard carrying eight shot classed to the table but, by some stroke of luck, Chase managed to do it. He crawled back into his seat and took one of the glasses.

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