MOSS, Jayden Byron

[Jayden Byron Moss]

JAYDEN BYRON MOSS

FULL NAME: Jayden Byron Moss
NICKNAMES: Jay, Jayd
AGE: Twenty
GENDER: male
SEXUALITY: Straight (though he knows he can shock people with this news).
STATUS: Single
GROUP: Student.
GRADE: sophomore.
MAJOR: Biochemistry.
JOB OCCUPATION: Six Feet Under Bartender.

HAIR: Originally a light brown/dirty blonde but he started colouring it black when he was about sixteen and has only looked back once when he genuinely forgot what his natural hair colour was. He's done everything to his hair and right now it's partially shaved.
EYES: Bright blue with a very dark ring around.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: Tons from stupid childhood antics but none that are actually visible.
TATTOOS: He's got a full sleeve filled with bits and bobs that goes up onto his neck with a feather, he's got a good dozen on his other arm, including a batman logo and a joker mask. He's got a quote over his heart and a dragonfly with a chain and cross for a tail over a heart on the other side of his chest among others on his ribcage, hands and legs.
PIERCINGS: left side bottom lip, right side nose and his ears once
PLAY-BY: Andy Biersack!

LIKES: rock music, getting dressed up, band tees, skinny jeans, tattoos, piercings, kale salad, country music, makeup, converse, combat boots, belts, playing with his hair, horror films, dogs, mindless chores, muscle cars, Rayban sunglasses, bracelets, working the bar, tropical fish, video games, brass knuckles, girls with tattoos
DISLIKES: family cars, brain freeze, burning his tongue drinking his coffee, mini roses (Their thorns are the sharpest in his eyes), rodents, bingo, drunks, guns, getting answers wrong, knots in his hair, losing his mobile, snobby girls
FEARS: never being a father, losing his mother, losing a limb
SECRETS: Jayden has been saving a little bit of all the money he's ever gotten to surprise his mother with something nice. She didn't get the chance to follow her dreams and he'd like to give her something she still wants; the best vacation ever because he knows it's really all he can do.
PERSONALITY: It cannot be said that Jayden is shy. In fact, he is quite the opposite and very much proud of it. He's quite the happy go lucky sort who isn't afraid to let his freak flag fly so to speak. He's quite the adventurous man who really isn't afraid to do much of anything. He's not really the love 'em and leave 'em type but he's also not so great with the commitment yet. He's pretty good at the romantic bits and bobs but if he's been given an opportunity to do something, like jump out of a plane, he is very much the type that will dip out of whatever he's doing to take part in some fantasy adventure. If he says he's going to do something, be sure that Jayden will do it and he will throw everything he's got into it. He's a bit of a hyperactive guy but he really does have a sweet heart hidden underneath all the hair, tattoos and the occasional makeup he sports. He loves to have fun and being a little prankster fits right in with that. He is definitely full of confidence that some people only wish they had. Jayden here has it all in spades. Settling down isn't something he's got in his books right at the moment. Maybe in the future but he's also not really thinking of a future right now. He's young and wants to run wild in the streets before adulthood kicks him in the ass. He's not some family oriented guy but he loves his mama with his whole heart and there would be nothing in the world that could stop him if someone ever hurt her.

MOTHER: Maisie Moss & 39.
FATHER: Darren Moss & 48.
SIBLINGS: N/A.
OTHERS: N/A.
PETS: A cat named Mo!
HOMETOWN: Port Chester, New York.
HISTORY:
Jayden at first glance kind of looks like one of those guys you should cross the street from when you see them coming. And he knows it. He doesn't take offense to it, he knows where it's coming from but he's quite pleased with who he is, proud even. He grew up in a small town, surrounded by a family who were hardly worth the house they lived in. His father was an absentee drunk, only in when a government check arrived in the mail and his mother was a waitress who worked the nightshift out at the truck stop and pulled more double shifts than she ever saw her bed. Jayden loved his mother, she was his whole world and he wanted to make life better for her; even when he was too young to do anything for her. He tried his best and in retrospect, he was just happy his father wasn't one of those mean drunks, he just disappeared for days and weeks on end, only to return as though nothing had happened and he'd only stepped out twenty minutes beforehand to pick up milk at the corner store. Maisie and Darren had had a good life at one point. Darren had been a trucker who had stopped off at the diner to fill his tank and his stomach before heading out again when they'd met. Maisie was fresh out of high school, barely eighteen and working at the diner because she couldn't afford college just yet. And college was a place she'd never seen until she took a few tours with her son.

There had been a time when despite keeping his grades up, it looked like Jayden would fall down a wrong path with some wrong people. It had been a scary thought for his mother who'd been just nineteen when Jayd had been born. She'd been terrified but excited and so unbelievably happy and loved. The family, though they didn't have much to their names, had a small house and Jayden had never wanted for anything. He didn't always get the brand name toys, more often than not they were the knock offs but Jayd really didn't care. He was a pretty happy kid, always a smile on his face. But he was smaller for his age than the rest of the kids and they picked on him. It didn't help that he was smarter than they were, could talk them in circles so they never actually threw a punch and he got away while they were scratching their heads. But it still happened. And that's when Jayden started getting more and more depressed. It showed in little things at first and then there were the "bad kids" but they weren't really bad. They were just misunderstood; they didn't quite fit into their small town and showed it with their choices in clothes, hairstyles and colours, dark makeup and then there were the body modifications. Maisie herself had a couple tattoos and some piercings so she didn't think much of the talk about getting tattoos. She told him as long as he was of age, there was nothing she could say anyway. Jayden had been about ten when his father got into a really bad accident while working. The doctor's hadn't been entirely sure if he would even make it through the night. He had but it had changed him. He couldn't work anymore and instead of putting all those emotions into something productive, he turned to alcohol and boy did he ever drink. For Jayden it really was like it was him and his mom against the world.

There were so many real chances for Jayden to have fallen off a good path but he'd never done it. Even when he was in with that black clad crowd. He came home with his first tattoo at sixteen and though his mother threw a fit, she did eventually ask to see it and thus started his fascination with body modifications. Within the year, he'd had a good chunk of his first sleeve completed, within two he had quite the collection on various other parts of his body. Before he'd turned nineteen he was covered, with a nose ring, lip ring and his ears, thinking long and hard before ditching the idea of stretchers. When all was said and done, he looked nothing like the smart young man that he was. In his small town the good, god fearing Christian folk made the sign of the cross as they ran across the street from him and he laughed at them for it. School life was much the same, though he was constantly winning awards in the sciences and winning those allowed him to money he needed to attend college. He couldn't go out of state but that hardly mattered to Jayden. He could go to school. He chose NYU because it was less than an hour away so he could still make the trek home on the weekends and whenever he wanted to see his mom. He found a cheap little apartment, needing only a place to eat, sleep and do his school work. He set it up well enough for himself, sleeping on the couch when his mother came to visit so she could have the bed. And now he's just wanting to get through the next three years so he can surprise his mother with a better life. Eventually he would like to settle down, have a family of his own, where he would be a much better man than his father was but at twenty, he's in no hurry to get there.

YOUR ALIAS: Cali.
RULE WORDS: I'm taking these anyway.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: I'd really rather not say...
SAMPLE:

How about.... No!

 

[Cali]