monroe, buzz jackson

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FULL NAME: buzz jackson monroe
NICKNAMES: n/a.
AGE: twenty-four
BIRTHDAY: 23-01-1990
CURRENT CITY: nyc.
HOMETOWN: vancouver.
EDUCATION: high school, some college.
OCCUPATION: voice actor.

FACEBOOK NAME: buzz monroe
TWITTER HANDLE: buzzlight
INSTAGRAM: buzzlight
TUMBLR URL: buzzlight.tumblr.com

COUNTOWN:

5 things I don't feel guilty about

• Dropping college
• Ditching Jessa
• Smoking
• That pack of Oreos
• Crying over Elsa

4 things I feel guilty about

• Not buying Fawn a pony
• Ditching Damian & Des for a girl
• Crashing Buster's Porshe
• Watching Girl Code
• Margaritas

3 people on my recently called list

• Griff
• Fran
• Pearl

2 realities I fear most

• Fawn in High School
• Fawn going on dates

1 solace

• Vancouver

LOVE SEASONAL:

the best sex you've ever had |OR| your most cringe worthy sexual experience
I was once with this girl that decided to let me know after we started fucking that she had a feline fetish and started meowing. It was both the best and worst experience of my life. She was amazing in bed, but the meowing and purring freaked me the fuck out.

the most desperate thing you've done for love
I've never really done anything for love in the romantic sense. I guess I love my daughter enough to drop out of college for her. Love in the romantic sense comes second to her.

one love or many loves?
Right now? Many, though I can't say I genuinely love too many of them. Some day, only one.

an occasion where you've given/received flowers
I give flowers all the time, depending on the occasion. I brought Fawn flowers to her drama performance a few weeks ago. I sent Pearl flowers when she got onto the track team. I sent Lucy flowers when she got into school. I send flowers whenever people need flowers or whenever I'm told it's time to send flowers.



FATHER: Buster Monroe, 58, bassist.
STEP-FATHER: Edmond Meyers, 44, cardiologist.
MOTHER: Perla Meyers, 44, registered nuse
HALF-SIBLINGS: Twilla Monroe, 22; Griffith Monroe, 22; Pearl Monroe, 21; Alizée Monroe, 20; Lucy Meyers, 18.
CHILDREN: Fawn Monroe, 8.
PETS: Woody, 3, cat



"My dad was the lead singer of some band back in his hay day. I guess he used to be something special because he ended up with half a dozen kids with half a dozen different women. Not a single one of us have the same parentage - you'd think he would have learned how to wrap it after the first kid, but apparently not. Me and Griff are the only boys, we all have shitty names that I'm sure were picked out my my father when he was on an acid trip and the women let him because they were groupies and probably thought this baby would be the one to keep him. Never happened. He was there for us, but he wasn't there for our mom's. He seemed to like us well enough. Put us through school, gave us whatever we wanted. When our parents asked for money, they got money; when they asked him to take us off their hands for a bit, he took us and put us up in one of his temporarily slumbering party palace's and handed us to a militia of nannies and servants.

Most summers were spent with him, up until high school. Then I pretty much lived with him full-time. Pearl's mom was your typical shitty groupie with a heroin addiction that eventually took her life so Pearl lived with him from the age of... hell, maybe her whole life. I'm not sure. Griff and I were close so we moved in with her and our father's keepers and took care of her - not that she needed it. The girl's a spitfire and will kick your ass if you ever insinuate that she needs anyone to take care of her. She's pretty fucking smart, though. Like smarter than anyone I've ever met. She doesn't seem to know what to do with her life, yet, but she could end up President or something someday. She's a genius, I swear it.

Twilla and Ali pretty much have their lives sorted, I guess. Twilla went through her own rocker phase where she thought she could become the female next generation of her father. Went off and did a lot of drugs and wasted her teenage years trying to be something she wasn't. Eventually she got her act together after something happened that she doesn't really talk about. We're not close so I don't ask. She got it together and is going to college somewhere in the States. Oregon or Washington or something like that. Ali got married right the fuck out of high school. I chalk it up to her family being from Texas and that being the norm because it's fucking whack if you ask me.

Then there's Griff and Lucy. Griff's the closest of my siblings, aside from Pearl, but I can't exactly talk to Pearl about women and go out partying with her, y'know? I'd end up in prison if some drunk asshole touched her. He's probably the most sane of my siblings. He wasn't as "close" to our father growing up and he lived with a single parent somewhere in Europe. I'm guessing England because he's got this weird accent like he has cotton balls stuck in his cheeks. He came out here with me, we became friends. Really, we're more like friends than siblings. Now he does something with photography. He takes pictures of models or something. Lucy, she wants to be a model, but he won't let her because he knows too much shit about the way men in that industry look at women like her. She's pretty and artistic and going to school for some sort of design in New York. Some really hard to get into place, from what she said. First year.

She's also the only sibling I have that isn't my father's. She's the kid my mom had with her husband. See, the way I've heard the story, she met Ed when they were in college, but he went off to med school and she went a little stir crazy. He proposed before he left, promising they'd get married when he got his degree, blah blah blah. Sounds like every romance novel, eh? She started working at some hospital in Vancouver, he started going to school in California. Apparently she started getting a bit of a wild steak, went to some concerts, followed dad's band around Canada, eventually met the band.

By the time her fiancee came back for some break, she was well into her pregnancy and hell broke loose. The broke up, my step-father hunted down my biological father and told him about me. There was drama for months, but eventually my step-father agreed to marrying my mom anyway. Especially since my dumbass father didn't seem to give a fuck about anything other than how this would affect his career. I guess it was several years before my mom worked stuff out with my step-father, but they ended up married with another kid and seem to be genuinely happy with their lives.

They're also good to Lucy, which is important, since she seems completely oblivious to the world. She's a good kid and Ed was more of a father to me than my own father ever was. I look to him when I try to raise my own kid, which you should pretend you never knew about because I try to keep her to myself and pretend that the world doesn't have a clue who she is. It's not that I'm ashamed of her, but I don't want her to have to deal with the pressures of being the grandkid of Buster Monroe.

And being his grandkid and being eight... she's going to attract some attention. Do the math. I was a Junior in high school when I had her, but I did my best to do the right thing anyway. I didn't want to be like my dad. I wanted to do everything in my powers not to be like my parents and end up ditching my kid whenever I couldn't handle it. I finished school, I got Fawn's mom through school, though Wendy was a pain in the ass to convince that it was worth it. She was of the mind that women should be bedridden and worshipped while pregnant. She didn't want to go back to school. I think part of it had to do with facing our classmates, but it worked out.

Fawn was born during winter break of our Junior year. Everything was good until Wendy conveniently forgot to pick Fawn up after I was babysitting for the afternoon. I couldn't get ahold of her and when I finally got ahold of her parents, they said she hadn't come home the night before. She had completely dropped a six month old baby on my doorstep and fucking bailed. I didn't hear from her again until mid-Freshman year when I was going to community college and trying to raise our daughter. Thankfully the nannies my dad had around did a lot to help and taught me how to take care of her, but I was pretty pissed that she wasn't around and she suddenly had a bout of guilt that led her to wanting to be part of her kids life.

I let her come around a bit, but she was completely worthless. She was more preoccupied with trying to get money out of me because she had been living with some guy for the last two years that had dumped her ass. Worthless, completely fucking worthless parent. I try not to be such a dick and talk like that about people, but she pisses me off. She only came around to see Fawn once every couple of months for the first few years of her life before I told her to stop coming around if she wasn't going to stick it out. It was too hard on Fawn. She didn't fight me on it. She hasn't seen her daughter in four years aside from the pictures I post online that she occasionally likes."

LONG ANSWER:

"Being single is usually better than trying to sort out a relationship. I travel a lot for work, between Canada, New York, California - where ever I need to go. I'm already away from my daughter enough as it is, I can't run around trying to make time for a girlfriend too. Most chicks say they're okay with only getting to hang out once a week - if I happen to be in town - but they usually start to get pretty needy. Not that it's entirely a bad thing, people deserve more than once a week, but I can't give it to them. I don't have much of a say in my schedule with work so the only time I can take away from is what I have with my daughter and I'm not excited about doing that. And I can't really introduce everyone to my daughter. As far as the majority of people are concerned, Fawn is my sister. Which isn't hard to believe considering how my father behaves. So if I have to explain why I'm spending so much time with Fawn, I'd have to explain she's my kid. It's not that I'm ashamed of having her, but I'm not willing to let people get to close to her. Her mother was an asshole and that's been hard enough on her as it is.

So I do this open relationship thing with a girl I see whenever I'm in California. We go out on dates and hang out and as far as California goes - I don't sleep with anyone else while I'm there. But since I mostly live between New York and Vancouver these days, I only see her once in a blue moon. Fawn lives in Vancouver so she can see her grandparents and go to a normal school while I'm away. I get to have fun with whoever I want while I'm in New York - it all ends up working out in the long run. It's not that I don't "respect" the women I'm with or that I don't ever get attached to anyone, but there's no point in settling down right now, not when Fawn is still young."

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ALIAS: rae
AGE: 22
PLAY-BY: andre ham
MEMBER GROUP: van
INSPIRATION: n/a