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Name: Mason Taylor Can be called: Mason Gender: Male Age: In his mid to late-30s Job: Bass player in a punk band Status: Single Sexuality: Straight Siblings: None Height & Weight: Appearance:
A little about Mason...
Mason is a serious and quiet individual. He's battle scarred and solitary except when it comes to music and his band-mates, and even with them he's not the most outspoken. He's closest to Sandy, who does all the talking for Mason. Overall, Mason is a genuinely good guy but he's damaged and his past has left him with serious issues that he doesn't quite handle right. Music helps and playing in the band keeps him focused and out of his own head, but he doesn't sleep much and it doesn't make up for the lack of psychological care that he really desperately needs.
friends
Sandy
[ Best Friend & Band-Mate ]
One of Mason's closest friends. Sandy's spunky behavior is charming to Mason who's often a very quiet and gruff individual. Despite his lack of response, Sandy never seems to mine that Mason doesn't hold up his end of the conversation. He appreciates that he doesn't have to work hard to please Sandy who's just happy to have Mason's company and quiet presence.
Owen
[ Friend & Band-Mate ]
Mason didn't initially get along with Owen very well. Owen was wary of an older individual joining the band, particularly a heavily scarred, silent older man like Mason. Mason personally had no issue with Owen though the confrontational attitude Owen often made Mason uncomfortable. Watts helped though in getting Owen to open up to Mason and the two are now tentative friends.
Watts
[ Friend & Band-Mate ]
When Sandy introduced Mason to the band, Watts was the first of the band members to welcome Mason with open arms. Watts didn't mind Mason's quiet behavior or his scars. All Watts cared about was that Mason was a fantastic bass player. Eventually, Mason and Watts became fairly good friends, the two enjoying each other's silent company at times. Mason also freely gives good advice when Watts needs some advice on family, friends, and his hot-tempered husband, Owen.
story
War is Sweet to the Inexperienced
How painful is a soldier's bravado? Too early for mourning at the bay. Blue skies choked by ash and gunpowder. The ocean sweeps in to drag out to sea, war torn bodies soaked in sweat and tears. This timeless ritual sacrifice.
Generations of blood sacrifice, commanded by a general's bravado. Ignorant of the other side's tears. So hungry for war's teeth kept at bay. The siren call of a raging sea, sparked by the lit blast of a soldier's gunpowder.
Golden sand mixes with blackened gunpowder. Dark red soaking them both in a sacrifice to the cresting waves of a silent sea. Heartbeat quickens, a street hustler's bravado. Yet the blood in our veins continues to bay, howling deafeningly to drown out the tears.
These hallowed grounds, blessed by the fallen's tears- An empty choice, sanctified with burnt gunpowder. Wordless promises made at the blood-soaked bay. Yet we continue to give to this pointless sacrifice. A holy testament to a lawmaker's bravado. The meaning lost to the tremulous sea.
Machines of iron and steel sail the lonely sea, ever searching for those hopeless tears. The lost man's stolen bravado, taken by the bite of a cannon's gunpowder. Peace of mind, a God given sacrifice to keep humanity's good nature at bay.
Armies stand tall along the shores of the lonely bay, watching as the sand continues to be kissed by the tides of the sea. A relationship with no need for any form of sacrifice, and there is no need for widows and mourners to shed tears. The men will take a stand and set aside their fresh gunpowder, and listen to the sounds of peace preached with a bishop's bravado.
It is long time for a sacrifice of bravado, and to keep at bay these warmongers and quicksilver gunpowder. Allow the sea to wash away all of your mournful tears.
Common Experiment #0003
