Jason Force

[+ Jason Force]

[[ JASON GLENN FORCE ]]
^{[ the music star of karen ]
[ karen found unmasked by being bored and browsing through the advertisements on a harry potter site! =D ]
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^{[ who are you really general ]}

Jason Force _{[ name}
Jay, Force _{[ nicknames}
Nineteen _{[ age}
Male _{[ gender}
Fall, November 2, 1988 _{[ date of birth}
Music _{[ industry}

[[ respond if your alive, give me a sign of life

^{[ beauty is only skin deep phyiscally ]}

_{play by ]} Kevin Jonas
_{hair & eye color ]} Brown&Hazel
_{height & weight ]} 5'11''&161lbs
_{clothing style ]} Jason has a classic rocker style going for him. He models his look a lot after big names from the sixties and seventies, including The Beatles, The Who, and The Rolling Stones. He has nothing but skinny jeans and pants, and closets full of collared shirts, vests, scarves and boots.

i need to say to you, say to you ]]

^{[ watch your mouth fool mentality ]}

_{[ personality}
]I’m right, you’re wrong, move on.
One of the first things you’ll notice about Jason is how stubborn he is. Now, when most people hear the word ‘stubborn’, they get the image of a very outspoken, angry person, or most likely a young child. This is the exact opposite of what Jason is. He’s stubborn all right, but he won’t say a word. When Jason disagrees with something, he’ll stay silent. That’s his way of letting people know he’s unhappy, but it usually doesn’t work, seeing as he’s always quiet, anyway. If his manager asks him to cut his hair, he’ll just give him his infamous look. Narrowed eyes, a cold, hard glint that just makes you freeze…it’s how he gets his way. He’ll say nothing at all, just stare and stand there until you come up with a compromise or different solution. This is the only time he can seem spoiled. He vowed when he was younger that he would not let fame change him, and he forces himself to stay humble and open. He lives by an old saying his father used to tell him- “Live like you’re at the bottom, even if you’re at the top.” He lives by this, and is damn good at keeping himself in check. But keeping yourself from becoming a spoiled, famous, rich brat doesn’t include blocking out your natural attributes. Since he was a baby, Jason has been as stubborn as a mule. Some things never change. One thing that is different, however, is that Jason is stubborn about the strangest things. He won’t put on his face if he can’t stop at a store, or if his manager tells him he can’t buy something or go somewhere. He gets stubborn when it comes to wearing certain things, cutting his hair, and talking. That’s right, just talking. Jason is quiet and introverted, and he likes it that way. If his manager signs him up for an interview of any kind- magazine, TV, radio, anything- he’ll try his hardest to get out of it. If something isn’t scheduled, and perhaps a reported is lurking outside his practice hall, that’s when the look comes out. His manager will beg and beg for Jason to talk to the man with the pencil and cliché hat, but all he’ll get is the ice stare. That’s just the way Jason is.

Hold back your thoughts and live like robots.
Jason always has been and probably always will be a shy, introverted person. When he was little, he was always sitting in his basement with his father’s guitar, locking himself out from the outside world. He didn’t make many friends at school, never made plans or went out, nothing. He just finished his homework in his room, and disappeared for the rest of the night. His parents were worried that something was wrong with him, but they soon learned that was just the kind of person he was. If they seemed concerned enough to him, he would force himself to make plans with a close friend or two, but more times then not he would convince them he was fine and go back to his music. These habits haven’t changed much over the years. He doesn’t talk much to anyone, because he still likes to be more to himself, but to those he is close to, he makes sure to spend a little more time with. He doesn’t like to talk about his feelings, however. He’s very sensitive when it comes to his personal life, and will only let people know what’s going on through a song. You can always find his opinions, fears, likes, dislikes, and everything else if you scan through his many song books. All of his songs are based on personal experiences, and that is the only time he’ll open up about anything. He’s constantly thinking, but rarely says a word. If he’s asked a question in class, he’ll answer, but if there’s a discussion between his friends, he’ll silently listen and judge. He doesn’t really know why he doesn’t comment on anything. Fear of disappointing or hurting someone? He doesn’t know. He just knows that it works for him, and that’s all that matters.

I’m burnin’ up for you baby.
Girls have never been a big thing for Jason. You’d think cute rockstar that’s known worldwide would go crazy with all those pretty fans, but Jason barely notices anymore. To him, they’re just his fans. Most of his few friends are boys, and he’s never really been interested in girls at all. (Of course, there was the girl in kindergarten that rejected his valentine. I’ll bet she regrets that now.) When he does like a girl, however, he suddenly transforms into Mr. Romantic. It’s amazing that someone who says so little and appears to have no emotions whatsoever could seem like such a Prince Charming. He’s very old-fashioned, a favorer of the classics. He’s the one who will show up for a date with a bouquet of roses and offer a well dressed arm. His perfect date is to take a girl to a fancy restaurant, have dinner, then take a walk through a park. He knows all the right things to say, but of course, never says them. He’s a man of action. (That was so not to be taken in the wrong way.) He’s only been on a few dates in his life, and none of them let to anything further. He’s still looking for his perfect girl, and once he finds her, it will be a while before he makes it known. He’s extremely secretive about his feelings for girls, and it could take him months to gather the courage to talk to her, let alone ask her on a date. He’s a passionate lover, though, and stays true to his heart. He’s not the kind of boy who will like several girls at once, or just get a ‘puppy love crush’. If he decides that he likes you, that means he really really likes you, and he’s going to pursue a relationship. He doesn’t rush into things, though; quite the opposite. Once he manages to speak to a girl he’s interested in, he’ll try to become her friend to see if his feelings begin to fade at all. The chances are good that they won’t, but he takes a lot of precaution when it comes to dating. After the first date is complete, he spends a lot of time thinking. His crazy tour schedule and everything else is a big factor, and he has to take that into consideration. Does he have time for a girl? Is she really worth it? For him, it’s so much more than ‘Is she hot enough?’. He’s a true gentleman at heart.

She was on her way to Mars when she ran into a star.
Jason’s imagination appears to be non-existent. He’s strictly business, always very straight foreword and acting ten years older than he is. But, underneath his serious face, his mind is running wild. A lot of his songs from when he was younger are completely wild. He always loved fantasy stories and make-believe games, and put a lot of his concealed energy into his music. This doesn’t show on any of his albums, but he’s written a lot more than what’s been recorded. He has a wild mind, and comes up with the most hysterical answers and ideas. He never says them, of course, but his parents especially have seen his more creative side. While he acts very sophisticated and cool for the public( and don’t get me wrong, he really is), Jason does act like a normal teenager every now and then. A lot of times when he’s chilling with his parents on the tour bus, they’ll start watching an old cartoon or playing a silly game, his inner child will make an appearance. He’ll start laughing and smiling constantly, throwing out witty remarks and silly comments. This is extremely out of character for Jason, if you don’t know him extremely well. Inside…deep, deep inside…he still is just a little kid looking to have fun. He just releases all that energy on stage, running around, doing flips and fancy tricks with his guitar.

She’s an underdog; she means the world to me.
Jason is a very protective friend and family member. He doesn’t even realize he’s doing it half the time, but he’s constantly sticking up for his friends and trying to keep them out of danger. Because he’s close to so few people, he subconsciously feels he needs to do everything he can to keep them safe and happy. For example, he once saw his friend’s younger brother being shoved around in a circle of Slytherins. Furious, Jason had gripped his wand to tightly it almost snapped in half, hid the boy behind him, and threatened the Slytherins he’d turn them all into weasels if they didn’t scatter. Not the best threat in the world, but something about the fire in his eyes made the group scamper away. Whether it’s threatening to turn a group of kids into rodents or offering a comforting hug, Jason will do anything for his loved ones. Although, you don’t have to know him personally to get his attention. Jason is famous for taking fans from the nosebleed section or lawn seats and giving them premium front row tickets. He knows not everyone can afford the good tickets, and he tried to do everything he can to do something for the underdogs. Radio contests, random giveaways, and anything else he and his team can think of. Not to mention donating money. Like most tours, Jason’s arena concerts in America sold T-shirts or all colors and designs, programs, CDs, hats, shorts, posters, and anything else you can think of. What made his merchandise stand unusual was the big sign that said “25% of all profits will be donated to the charity of the week!” On Jason’s website, he selects a few worthy charities and has his fans vote on which one he will give to that week. With shirts selling at $35 and programs $20 a book, 25% adds up to be quite a lot. Jason made the decision to do this all on his own, with no guidance from his manager or team. He likes to give back and help out anyone who is less fortunate than himself.


_{[ likes}
x.playing the guitar;; jason has been playing the guitar ever since he can remember. he started when he was four years old, messing around with his father's classic in the basement. when he was four, he recieved a book on how to teach yourself to play, and the rest is history- literally.
x.singing;; when his parents realized his talent for playing guitar, they put him in private singing lessons. jason didn't like it much, but he was good. his voice teacher followed jason's parent's wishes and helped him develop a more rocker voice. he continued lessons for seven years, before snagging his first record deal.
x.playing the drums;; writing your own songs can be difficult when you're doing it by yourself. jason could handle the guitar, bass and voice parts, but he was always stuck when it came to the drums. getting fed up with having to tell his drummer to make something up the first time they practiced a song, he tought himself to play.
x.writing songs;; from the moment he learned how to play the guitar, jason began making up little jingles and melodies. eventually his passion grew, and he started to add lyrics, bridges, and verses to his little songs. his talent grew as well, and once he started performing, he was writing all his own pieces. it's one of his greatest passions, and he'll write about anything he feels. all of his songs are about personal experiences.
x.sunlight;; when jason was little, he was always in the basement with his father's guitar. the first thing he did when he got his own was sit out in his backyard and play. having sat in the dark for so long, he developed an unusual liking for natural sunlight. it never faded, seeing as stage lights are hardly better than ceiling lights.
x.his little sister;; out of all the little girls he has to deal with, katherine is one of the rare few jason actually likes. katherine is a very sweet and protective girl, and idolizes her brother like no other. while jason loves his entire family, something about katherine brings him closer to her than any of the others. a song off his first album named 'little wonder' was written about her.
x.neck scarves;; like every fashion-obsessed rockstar, jason has his own little trademark. from bandanas to plain pieces of fabric, jason can turn anything into a neck scarf. they work with any outfit for him, and he wears them almost all the time. he doesn't know why he likes them, or where he got the obsession from, but he's not complaining; his fans love his style, and so does he, so he's perfectly fine with the randomness.
x.converse;; although he works out a lot, jason hates athletic sneakers with a burning passion. he only owns one pair, and rarely wears them- only if he's in for a serious day at the gym. converse is his favorite brand of chill sneakers, and he owns over fifty pairs. he gets them custom made a lot, having designs and wild colors added.
x.music;; duh, right? music is and always had been jason's life. by the time he was adopted at age four, he knew all the songs on the popular radio stations by heart, even the harmonies and guitar chords. music to him is like a way to express yourself, something that comes from the soul. it's the most important thing to him.
x.mashed potates;; a bit random, but a favorite all the same. jason's tried a lot of foods from all over the world, normal treats and strange creations, but something about mashed potates just makes him melt. he simply loves them.

_{[ dislikes}
x.crazy fans;; jason loves his fans. without them, he'd be nothing. he enjoys making them happy and likes meeting them, but he has never like large crowds. his fans are especially wild and...clingy. he can handle a meet-and-greet, where everyone's in a line, but giant seas of people freak him out.
x.being stuck in large crowds;; like the above topic said, jason hates large crowds. he has to have his personal space, and get freaked out when there are a lot of people. he can handle crowds, but gets very uncomfortable very easily.
x.lemons;; one of jason's biggest pet peeves is being served a glass of water with a lemon in it. he hates anything sour, yet likes water. when a waiter gives him a lemon without him asking, he won't drink it. he's not a diva about it, but will simply shove it aside.
x.nighttime;; jason has never liked the night. everything's closed, and you can never get a decent meal after a show. he also doesn't like the total darkness; he prefers sunlight above anything else.
x.being away from home;; although jason loves being on tour and going on trips, he always gets homesick at one point or another. he finds his house in new jersey to be the safest, happiest place for on earth. he loves spending time there.
x.athletic sneakers;; there's nothing jason hates more than athletic sneakers. not only does he think they're ugly and could never match any outfit, but they're uncomfortable and impractical.
x.shorts;; no matter how hot it gets, jason would never be caught dead in anything other than pants. shorts don't work at all with
x.math;; even though he's out of school, jason still has to deal with mathematics every now and then. it was always his least favorite subject, mainly because it was his worst. formulas and complicated problems confuse him and make his head hurt, distracting him from his music. it drives him nuts.
x.bath robes;; there are a lot of clothing items that jason can't stand, but something about bath robes makes his skin crawl. he's perfectly happy using a good old fashioned towel to dry off, then throwing on a pair of jeans and a sweater.
x.chocolate;; perhaps it was his constant diets when he was first on tour, or the fact that his parents hate candy. whatever the reason, jason hates hates hates chocolate! he had to play a show at heryshey park once, and nearly threw up on stage. he can't stand the stuff.

_{[ strengths}
guitar;; duh, right? ever since he was little, jason had an amazing talent for the guitar. over the years he developed more skills and trained, and his hard work earned him the title of a celebrity. he's an amazing guitarist, and loves it more than anything.
fashion;; if there's one thing jason can say he does perfectly, it's looking good. he's constantly updated on the latest fashions, and can put an outfit together in seconds. he has a knack for matching patterns and colors, and can make anything look good.
writing;; whether it's an essay for school or his latest hit, jason is an amazing writer. he started off writing songs when he was young, and never stopped. his works have a very mysterious air about them that make the reader want to keep reading. his pieces are captivating.

_{[ weakness}
socializing;; jason just doesn't get along well with new people. he never knows how to join in on a conversation, let alone start one. he's so quiet and held back that most people don't speak to him, and he's fine with that. he likes talking with fans, but only the typical 'thanks for your support' speech.
meeting new people;; as mentioned above, jason doesn't do well with people he doesn't know. he prefers to keep to himself, and therefore has trouble talking to new people. he's not too good at making new friends, but doesn't mind. he's his own best friend.
interviews;; being as quiet and introverted as he is, jason doesn't do well with interviews. he hides the fact that he'd rather be anywhere else, but still doesn't say too much. he tends to be very boring and gives one word answers, and has a habit of waving reporters away and giving no comments at all.

[[ i've found a way to fight, win over all mankind

^{[ forgive and forget nothing history ]}

_{father ]} Gregory Force; 49, finance adviser/band co-manager
_{mother ]} Charlotte Force; 47, stay-at-home-mom
_{sister ]} Katherine Force; 11, elementary school student
Emma Force; 6, kindergarten student
_{brother ]} John Force; 6, kindergarten student
_{other ]} He has an American bulldog named Blue and usually takes care of Emma's tempermental cat, Tofu. He usually hates dogs, but Blue sort of found him in the streets of L.A. Jason felt bad and adopted him.
_{hometown ]} Trenton, New Jersey, USA (Birthplace)
London, England (Growing up)

_{history ]}
He told me he built a time machine, like one in a film I’ve seen.
On November 5, 1958, eleven fifty eight at night, a baby boy by the name of Jason Glenn Force was born. The place; Trenton, New Jersey. While his home was miles away in London, England, Jason was born in the United States of America. The parents; Gregory Charles Force and Charlotte Denise Force. They were thirty and thirty one at the time, a healthy age to be having their first child. Because Jason was born nearly a month premature, Gregory and Charlotte were still on vacation when their son was born. They had been visiting the popular cities in the USA, having never seen any big, important places outside of Europe. They had traveled from Hollywood, California to New Jersey in the course of two weeks. They were due to fly back to their home in London when Jason decided to make his star appearance. Not wanting to stress baby Jason out at such a young age, Gregory and Charlotte decided to stay in New Jersey for a minimum of five months. They learned they had no choice, after speaking with a nurse a day after Jason’s birth. Because he was premature, Jason needed to stay in the hospital for a few extra days for some extra tests to be performed. It broke the young couple’s heart to see their new son strapped up to all kinds of wires, lying in a glass box in the nursery, but they knew it was for the best. The nurse had assured them that baby Jason was not in any pain or discomfort, so they felt no need to transfer him to an intensive care hospital, although Charlotte would have prefered it. She was a wreck, worried about her first child. They knew he had some breathing problems, but they were told that they would correct themselves in a few days. His lungs had not been prepared to be needed so soon, so were taking a little bit longer to ‘warm up’, as the doctor had put it. So Gregory and Charlotte stayed in a rundown Motel, taking shifts at the hospital. Charlotte was there almost 24-7, even after she was released, and Gregory didn’t spend much time in their room either. The manager began to wonder if anyone had checked into the room after all. But their waiting didn’t last too long. A week and three days after his birth, Jason was released to his thrilled parents. They checked out of the motel and rented a room at condo complex, setting up a little nursery in the corner of their room. For five months they stayed there with Jason, constantly tending to his every need, until the day that they decided to go home finally came. It was January 11, 1959 when Gregory bought plane tickets and flew his family home.

Outside a new day is dawning.
As Jason grew up, Gregory and Charlotte began to notice that their little boy was fascinated with music. Gregory had a guitar in his basement, along with a bunch of other Muggle items he collected from his office, and a few old CDs of famous rock bands. Out of all the interesting things he could have selected in the heaps of junk, Jason immediately began playing with the guitar. Once he picked it up, he never put it down. At the age of two years old, he was using a ‘Teach Yourself to Play the Guitar’ book to help him strum out chords. By the time he was four, he was writing his own songs. A lot of them were silly things that only a four year old could come up with, but his parents recognized his talent immediately. Gregory, a former musician himself, enrolled Jason in lessons when he was five. He started with basic guitar, but moved up quickly. He had taught himself the basics with the help of his trusty book and natural skill. In addition to guitar, Jason studied voice, piano and percussion. He didn’t take to the piano right away; in fact, he had a bit of difficulty with it. He could play things easily by ear, but his fingers seemed unable to reach the keys in the correct position. He learned the notes and feel soon enough, but to this day he still plays incorrectly. (Not like any of his fans care; his songs are genius, so what’s the difference?) The drums came almost as easily as the guitar had. He had a natural sense or rhythm, and could keep a beat perfectly to any song. Before long he was playing with the skills of a professional, fancy drumstick tricks and all. Jason knew this was what he wanted to do. He loved everything about music. It was his soul, his life, and meant everything to him. He continued all of his lessons for years, enjoying every minute of them and working his hardest, until he turned ten years old. His guitar teacher, a man by the name of Denis Finch, called a record company he used to work for and asked that someone come see Jason perform. The company agreed and sent Melissa Bowers, a talent scout for young musicians. She listened to Jason sing and play a few songs he wrote, and asked him and his family a lot of questions. She told them she thought Jason had a lot of talent and even more potential. She was going to send a sample of Jason's song back to the company with her opinion, and they'd get back to him soon. Jason saw this as a good thing, but didn't get his hopes up. He didn't think he'd get a call at all, let alone soon. As you can imagine, he was quite surprised when the company called back three days later, offering him a record deal. Jason was ecstatic, as were his parents. He was in the studio in under a month, making a demo for his first album that was scheduled to be released in a year and a half. Seven of the eleven tracks he wrote himself, while the other four were written by artists from the company. He didn't like this at first, but found it easy to put his own style into someone else's song. Besides, it wasn't like he was doing a remake, which he promised himself he'd never do. The people at Shout Out Records loved him, and had his CD ready in no time at all. He was a fast worker and managed to do everything they asked to; they weren't used to easy rockers, even though he was a kid. His album was released in June, 1971. Sales were slow at first, although the company was doing everything they could to get his name out in the public. He did many public shows, even touring to fifteen cities as an opening act for an out-of-date band. It took almost a year, but eventually his album sold record breaking amounts of copies. Shout Out Records had never had such a big hit. Jason was suddenly a celebrity, appearing on famous talkshows and touring all over the country. It amazed him to no end. One minute he was a hopeful young singer and the next he was a huge phenomenon.

I woke up on the roof with my brothers.
As Jason's music career grew over the years, his family grew as well. Gregory and Charlotte decided they wanted to have another child, so along came Katherine Anne Force in 1965. She was born on October 6, premature like Jason, but didn't have any health problems. Charlotte gave birth to her in a magic hospital this time, worried that her new baby might have some condition worse than Jason's lung problems. Katherine was perfectly healthy, however, and was brought home three days after her birth. At first Jason was angry at his parents for having another child. If he wanted to make it in a dog-eat-dog world of music, he would need 100% support from his parents. He didn't think they could help him as much as he'd hoped if they had a baby to care for. He was only 6 at the time, so as he got older he warmed up to his little sister. Katherine absolutely adored Jason. She followed him around like he was some kind of god, doing absolutely everything she said. Jason appreciated her cooperation- if he needed to be alone and she wanted to play dress up, she would leave him be and go torture their father. Jason loved Katherine back, and played silly little games with her on a regular basis. His parents were shocked the first time they saw him having a fake tea party with her. Jason had never acted like a child, seeming to grow up so fast. Seeing him play with Katherine like a four year old was heart warming to them. Jason was also very protective of Katherine. When she started school, he insisted on walking her to school and walking her home afterwords, giving his famous evil eye to any kid who seemed like trouble. If Katherine complained about any of her classmates, you can bet Jason gave them a talking to at least once. He was the perfect big brother. When he got his record deal and started going away for long periods of time, he missed Katherine terribly. Again, his parents were thrilled to see him acting so kindly towards Katherine. Jason loved having a little sibling; but the deal was, just one. He was perfectly happy with Katherine, but then came John and Emma, the twin terrors. They were born on August 18, 1970. Jason still calls this day one of the worst days of his life. He loves his twin siblings, because it's impossible for him not to love any member of his family, but Emma and John started causing trouble from day one. The day the terrible twosome were brought home, John started spilling his formula all over the kitchen and Emma began pulling Katherine's hair. Seeing as they were only two days old, Jason knew he was in for years of trouble. By the time Emma and John could talk, they were pulling pranks. Whether it was leaving a used diaper in someone's room or hiding car keys under the couch, they were doing anything to cause mischief. Jason hated every little thing his younger siblings did. Even when they were 'behaving', they never stopped talking and Emma cried constantly. He was trying to focus on his music, but the constant screaming and meaningless jabber prevented him from getting any work done. Typical baby siblings, right?

That’s what I go to school for.
When he was a young boy, Jason had attended the public elementary school in his hometown. When he was eleven and starting his music career, his parents decided to have him homeschooled. His teacher traveled where he did, and Jason was alright with that. He enjoyed school, except for math, and the learning experience. But, when his parents enrolled him at a boarding school without asking him first, he was furious.He was happy doing what he was doing where he was, and didn't think he should have to take entire school years off to attend school. If he had a portable school in his teacher, why spend so much extra money on some big fancy-shmancy boarding school? His parents insisted, however, promising him he would receive the top education and 'real teenager' experience. They had both attended the school, and wanted nothing more at the time than to see their eldest son follow in their footsteps. So, Jason agreed. His parents had dedicated their whole lives to him and his music, so he could give back. He planned to write songs during the school year, and record and tour in the summers.


A little bit longer and I’ll be fine.
Before long, Jason was on the train on his way to his new school. So far, everything about the area disgusted him. The school was located in northern England, farther than he had traveled before. The city where the train station had been had creeped him out beyond belief. The strange people, revolting shops, things for sale that souldn't exist...it was a little much for the young clean-cut rockstar. He quickly went with his father, who didn't like city much himself, to buy the things he needed and hurried home. Jason sat in the last compartment on the train, completely alone. He was perfectly happy this way, as always. The kids scared him, to be honest. He had passed students playing strange games, eating strange foods, and doing strange things to each other. He wasn't used to 'normal kids', and didn't know how to act. Therefore, he sat by himself. (Well, that and the fact that he didn't want to socialize anyway.) So he sat alone for hours, looking out the window and strumming his guitar. His parents had refused to let him bring his iPod or any other music device. They said they wouldn't work inside the school, but Jason thought they just wanted him to focus on schoolwork instead of music. But they couldn't let him go without his guitar; they knew he would not have gone without it. He brought his original accoustic classic, sadly leaving his two electrics behind. He knew his guitar would be his only safe haven the entire year. Turns out he was right. The entire year, Jason was all business. From the moment he started to the moment he got his exam results, all he did was study, do work, and play guitar. By himself, of course. Even when the weather was cold, you could find the famous Jason Force lying under a tree by the lake with a textbook and his guitar. He made a maximum of two real friends the entire year, and even he thought of them as more aquaintences. He had no need to make friends, and didn't want to. People tried, of course. For the first few weeks, he couldn't go anywhere without a girl coming up to him. He enjoyed his classes, except the difficult math, and did well. He graduated eighth in his class, which was perfect for him. Not too low not to be noticed, but not taking all the attention at the top. He liked the school, in a way. His classmates were all intelligent and work-based, and he found it a lot easier to get things done in the dorms than at home. His parents were proud and happy. His year didn't completely suck, like the thought. Not a bad deal.

I just wanna play my music.
Jason's original plan of dropping out after his first year didn't work as he'd hoped. He knew that he couldn't quit now. He wasn't completely captivated by his classes, but he knew there was a lot more he needed to learn. He attended up till his sixth year, doing his music during the summers. He had released two more albums by the time he was seventeen, and toured across Europe. He was about to start his seventh year of Hogwarts when he got an offer he couldn't refuse. Jason's music had become very popular in America, where some of his songs had been featured on movie soundtracks. Within a year of his album being introduced in the states, he was a huge sensation. He was hoping to go to the US to do some public appearances when he got a call from Hollywood records. They offered him a record deal in America, promising things Shout Out Records had never even mentioned. After much discussing with his parents, he agreed and happily signed with the label. His latest album was released in America almost immediately, almost a year and a half after it was released in the UK. The reaction was huge. Stores completely sold out, and prices on the internet rose. There was a huge rush to get the CD of this new Britain star, and Hollywood Records knew they had scored big. They offered Jason a headliner arena tour in the USA, knowing he had tour experience from Europe. They had everything planned out; all he'd have to do was sign and come to the states for a year. Jason wanted nothing more than to do the tour. He loved America, having visited several times to see his birthplace, and had never done such a big tour before. He would get to explore a new country and play his music for thousands of fans; what could be better? But the tour was scheduled to take place during the school year. Jason was entering his seventh year of school, so he lost all hope of getting the tour done. But his parents saw how much the tour meant to his son, and knew what an opportunity it would be, and discussed it with the headmaster. Under the circumstances that Jason would complete schoolwork on the road, he was allowed to take a year of leave to complete the tour. He was ecstatic; his biggest dream was finally coming true. So he traveled across America to over 100 cities to do what he loved best.

Time is passing by, I’m losing my mind.
Jason returned home from his tour in late June, much to his disappointment. His parents thought he would be glad to have the summer off, to have a little break to recoup before school started, but Jason missed the tour terribly. Being stuck at home was incredibly boring to him, but if he so much as took one step out of his house, he's be surrounded by a crowd of screaming fans. This didn't bother him at firs, but every now and then he wanted to get out on his own. That was impossible now. There were fangirls all over his town, waiting to catch a glimpse of him. So, juggling his prison life and talking with American music producers was tough. Gregory to the rescue. Behind Jason's back, his parents had bought a nice apartment in Hollywood, California. They told Jason he was going to move their with his father, and his family would follow a year or so after. Jason was happier than he had ever been. America was heaven to him. He was huge there, and had a long career ahead of him. He was and is living the dream.

[+ Jason Force]

I'm guessing I need an RP sample now that the airport disappeared? =P I'll just post it here...I can edit into the actual profile later, if you'd prefer. =]

Umm, this one's actually kind of crappy, but it uses Jason as a musician...so, I figured this would be best! It's from a Blue Bloods site.

No. No, no, no, this was all wrong. The lyrics, the chords, the harmonies...nothing fit correctly. Usually everything flowed together at the end, magically forming the perfect song, but something was preventing Jason from being satisfied with his work. Pieces of staff paper littered the floor of his room, his untidy scrawl covering their surfaces. His guitar was lying carelessly on his bed, tossed aside almost an hour ago. He wasn't ready to play anything; nothing he had written so far was worth the trouble. It was unusual for him to have writer's block, but not surprising. Lately, all of his ideas seemed disappointing. No matter what the subject was, nothing seemed up to his standards. He couldn't think of good lyrics, and all of the music sounded like everything else he had written. It was like he couldn't come up with anything new. His next album was due to be released in a little under a week, so he didn't have anything to worry about. The songs on that CD were written close to a year ago, back when his muse was still present. They were lively, fun, real...what the fans wanted to hear. He'd be okay for a while, and his next tour started in a few months. He didn't even need to be writing a new song. Only for Jason, writing songs wasn't just a career. It was his way to express himself, his escape. All of his songs were based on some kind of real-life experience. So being stuck on something that was supposed to be about his life was extremely annoying.

After five more minutes of staring angrily at his empty pad of paper, Jason sighed and left his room, slamming the door shut behind him. He glared angrily at the pictures of himself that his parents had insisted of hanging in the hallway. Magazine covers, music video screen-shots, concert pictures, photoshoots...if it had his face on it, his parents had it hanging up. Jason frowned as he suffled down the Hall of Him, not wanting to see anything that reminded him of his career. He just needed a break, for once. He blinked gratefully as he emerged into the living room, which was a strict Jason-free zone. He had forbade his parents to put up anything in a place where the simplest of company could see it. He liked seeming like a normal person every now and then. Blue, his American bulldog, lifted her head as the noise of Jason snatching his keys off the table interupted the silence of the early morning. She was about to get up to follow him, but Jason held up a hand and mumbled, "Stay." He felt guilty about leaving Blue home alone, but he needed to get out by himself. He wasn't going to be attacked in broad daylight. His wallet tucked safely in his pocket, his credit card just begging to be used, Jason threw on a jacket and opened the door. "I'm going out," he said mockingly to no one. His parents were out, as always, and Katherine had spent the night at her friend Angel's house for the third night in a row. Jason was always alone.

He began to feel a bit better as he rode down in the elevator, the anger and frustration dying. A nice shopping spree at Barney's or a walk through Central Park would be enough to calm him down. He had been trying to get out of the habit of shopping whenever he was angry or depressed. Like he didn't have enough clothes! He had money to burn, but that didn't mean he had to spend it on himself. Lately he had been giving a lot of money to different charities, making public appearances at orphanages and the like. The press all said he was just trying to get a better image, but Jason didn't even care what they wrote about him. He had promised himself years that he wouldn't let fame get to him, and he wasn't going to let that happen. He was still a humble person, and cared about other people more than himself. But clothes were too important to him to give up completely. While he had cut down, he still came home with a shopping bag at least once a week. So he decided to take a walk through Central Park. He loved the green, so rare to find in New York City, and the quiet break from the city. He often went there when he was bored or overwhelmed.

He was looking forward to the soft grasses when one of his first singles came on on the radio. Jason scowled, glaring at the speaker as if it would turn it off. Now he was reduced to elevator music; wonderful. His cheeks turned red as the anger slowly crept back, and he was happy that he reached the ground floor before the chorus had started. He took a deep breath as he stepped into the spectacular lobby, nodding to the elevator attendant and bellboy as he passed. He was on friendly terms with the staff, having lived there since he was a baby. "Good Morning, Jason." The doorman smiled as Jason approached, tiping his hat in welcome. "Hey, Dave," Jason said sounding tired. "Busy today?" Dave shrugged. "Same as always. It's tourist season; what can you expect? Should I get the car for you?" Jason shook his head, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Nah, I think I'm gonna walk today. See you around." Dave waved and held open the door as Jason stepped into the cool, city air. He felt better after talking to the cheerful doorman, his burning cheeks no longer flushed. He sighed and started towards Central Park, for once wishing he had school that day. He needed something to keep his mind off his music. It was a good ten blocks from his hotel, but he was looking forward to the walk. The sounds of the city was calming to him; taxis blaring, people shouting, and the man who played the flute on the corner were all home to him. He dropped a twenty in the man's open case as he passed, giving him a friendly smile. The homeless man had been there ever since Jason could remember, and he made sure to give him something whever he was near. That lifted his spirits even more, and he was finally able to relax. His high temper was always an issue for him, and it was such a relief to get it under control.

Jason continued his walk in peace, having to stop only once to sign a magazine for an excited fan. He passed Barney's and had to practically kick himself to keep him from going inside. He wasn't going shopping today, no way. Ten blocks flew by faster than he imagined, and soon he was at the entrance to Central Park. He nodded to the guard who smiled back, and started down the stone path. It was pretty empty today, because of the cool tempature, but there were still a few scattered families here and there. Jason expected to feel a pang of envy as he watched children and their parents, but nothing happened. Perhaps he was finally growing used to the fact that his parents weren't around. It had never really bothered him, but he had always felt jealous of other kids. He came to a stop under his favorite tree and sat down, comforted by the smooth texture of its bark. He had always loved this tree; the shade, the seat, and the view. It was right in the center of the park, and you could see everything. Jason felt himself drifting off to sleep, but stopped himself. It wasn't smart for a famous popstar to fall asleep alone in the middle of a huge city. He laughed to himself at the thought, and sat up straighter. Some popstar he was. This time sadness washed over him, no more frustration making his blood boil. What was wrong with him lately? He hadn't been able to write a song in months. It made him plain sad. Writing songs was the one thing he could always confide in. It was the one thing that was his alone. If that disappeared, what did he have left?

[+ Noah James]

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