Post by TOXXIC on Nov 10, 2015 18:22:53 GMT -7
roxas jesse madsen |
[presto]  lucky blue smith civilian twenty-one youtube personality/piercer bisexual single toxxic [/presto] | FREEFORM APPLICATION "sup guys, it's roxas and this is - i don't know... what? my sixth 'ask roxas' video?" he flickes the ash of the end of his cigarette before taking another drag and shrugging. "whatever, you guys know what i mean. so, yesterday this stupid bitch came into the parlor and asked me to pierce her nipples then got mad when i touched her boobs. it's like, fuck, how do you think i do this? do you think i want to grope your nasty tits? hell no. people are so stupid. i've even had a guy come in before that wanted to get his dick pierced but got mad when he found out how we do it and that i was the only licensed one to do that; had the audacity to call me a fag. bro, it's called research. whatever, anyway." he takes his beanie off and ruffles a hand through his hair before taking another drag off the cigarette. he starts to fidget with his lip while reading over something he has open on his computer. "now that story time is over, i'll answer some questions you guys asked me. so... here we go." he pulls his beanie back on and adjusts it before fixing his hair. "'where were you born and where do you live now?' i was born in moreno valley, california. i moved to los angeles like three years ago, which you would know if you watched my last fuckin' vlogs or read my info anywhere." he gave the camera an incredulous look before looking back at the screen. "'is your hair naturally that blonde?'" another look of ridicule gets shot at the camera. "is that a joke? whose hair is naturally this blonde? and you can see my roots!" he lifts his hair and runs his index finger over his brown eyebrows, "that is my natural hair color." he sighs and shakes his head. "moving on. 'do you still live with your parents? do you have any siblings?' no, i lived with my grandparents until i moved to l.a. and, yes, my twin sister alice. 'what are your top five favorite activities?' going to raves, getting drunk, getting high, either smoking or piercing, and play piano actually. a lot of people don't know i've played piano since i was really little." he looks at the camera and moves his hands apart, "the more you know. anyway, uh, 'five favorite websites,' uh. my broswer says my top visited websites are youtube, tumblr, facebook, bondagetube.tv, and redtube. 'is your real name roxas?' yeah. it says so on my birth certifice, my licence, and my social security. i wasn't born with some joe-schmoe name and legally changed it later, roxas madsen is my really real name. oh, but that reminds me: i've see you guys calling me 'roxy' in the comments; stop it. i don't think it's funny or cute. seriously, stop. next question: 'will you marry me?'" that look of ridicule is back before he rolls his eyes, wishing this person wasn't serious but knowing more than half of them are. sometimes, people really were thick in the head... he pinches the bridge of his nose, "no. i don't know you and you probably, like, touch yourself to my videos - which, don't get me wrong, i don't blame you, but no. just no." he sits back and flickes the ash from his cigarette again and sighs, wondering if it's worth it to take the time to shift through his tumblr inbox for good messages to answer but knowing it would take more patience than he currently possessed. he takes the last drag off his cigarette before snuffing it out in the ash tray by the window. "you guys really dropped the ball on good questions. i might change it up and stop doing 'ask roxas' on wednesdays and change it to, i dunno, 'roxas reads your comments' or something..." he sighes and scratches his ear. "if you guys have any real question, you know the drill: tweet me, comment below, or message me. until next time, this is roxasruckus; thanks for watching." |
