Aaron was enjoying the presence of the people around him listening to the music. This was how he got extra money to help him live another day. One would think that it was foolish, but in fact, it wasn't. You could consider this a time for him to express his own emotions here. Well, of course he did sing what he could. Just like at the park, there were also cops here at the Subway. He remembered having a run in just a week ago and it wasn't fun. Hopefully he wouldn't get caught this time, right? When the song finished, many people around were clapping and even some people would put money into his guitar case. He gave a warm smile to a little girl who wandered up to him, no older than 5 years old. "Aaron" she would say, smiling and hugging his leg. Aaron looked down at the child and got down on one knee to be at level with her, "Hey there, Madison" he spoke, wrapping his arms around the child giving her a gentle hug. "You're doing well in school, yes?" The child nodded her head, "I want to grow up and sing just like you" she spoke. He smiled more at the kid, watching her let go of him and take a step back. "Yǒu xīwàng hé nǐ de mèngxiǎng nǔlì fèndòu." he spoke to her as her mother came over to take her hand. The child smiled, understanding very clearly what Aaron said and said it back, "Yǒu xīwàng hé nǐ de mèngxiǎng nǔlì fèndòu." In english, it meant 'Have hope and work hard for your dreams.'
Soon enough, he looked to see from the corner of his eye, someone looking at him. He turned around to see it was Josie. "Hey.." he greeted her with a gentle smile. "Guess you heard.. and.. saw that.. huh?" he spoke, rubbing the back of his neck. "I didn't know you'd be here actually." As he spoke to her, you could hear the loud thunder outside of the station, the sound of a storm raging through. A thunderstorm. He sighed, looking around him, "Well would you look at that, thunderstorm today, eh... And I forgot to check the news too..." he started to mumble a few things to himself, but that feeling soon cleared away as he looked back at Josie.
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Aaron acknowledged Josie's presence, accepting her hand with a handshake. He was a gentle hearted guy no doubt. After she had left, he knew that he would have to take her words into consideration, the Park Police were never the nicest towards Aaron. So, it was probably best to get his stuff and leave, cause they were coming in his direction anyways. He stuck his guitar back into it's case, latched it shut, picked it up by the handle and slung the strap over his shoulder. Standing up from the ground, he started to walk off back the Print Shop. Strolling down the streets that he knew far too well, allowed him to understand that he quite enjoyed his life, even if it wasn't an easy or simple life. Sure he had good looks, he was foreign, kind.. But would anyone want someone who was homeless? Maybe those who were crazy for people like that, thinking of him as some homeless animal probably. But he was a good guy overall. A rare one at that. Nobody knew of his past, unless they were to ask of course. If anyone brought up a question about the silver locket around his neck, it'd draw him right into his past fairly quickly. Even though Aaron was one to see the brighter sides of life, he tried to live it happily, even if it wasn't the best life for him right now, it was a life.
Over the course of the day, Aaron had been making more copies from papers that were sent in by people. He worked hard and diligently of course. And the stack of papers under the 'Delivery' sign had been taken care of. Apparently Wesley hadn't come back till a little later in the Evening. But, it was alright, Aaron delivered them by himself without a hassle, or, much hassle that is. Tiring as his job was to stand around and copy and print papers, he knew he could make his life a little bit better if he so chose to. When his day was over, his day being the end of his job, Aaron had taken his guitar from behind the desk, said goodbye to Mr. Wesley and headed off to the Subway Station. Many people knew that down in the Station was where Aaron Chen would go to play his guitar. And believe it or not, he was there today. He was always down in the Subway everyday after work.
Aaron made his way down the steps into the Subway, a few people whispering to each other when they spotted him. Making his way to a large stone column, he set his guitar case down on the ground, opened it and took out his guitar. People who knew of Aaron had already gathered around to sit on nearby benches to listen. A good many families, some kids here and there with their parents sat or stood to watch and listen to Aaron Chen. He strummed the strings on his guitar a bit, a special tune. Since Aaron was Taiwanese, he decided to sing a song in his native language. But it wouldn't matter to the people or kids around, they loved Aaron and looked up to him. The song he decided to play and sing was called "Beloved"
Over the course of the day, Aaron had been making more copies from papers that were sent in by people. He worked hard and diligently of course. And the stack of papers under the 'Delivery' sign had been taken care of. Apparently Wesley hadn't come back till a little later in the Evening. But, it was alright, Aaron delivered them by himself without a hassle, or, much hassle that is. Tiring as his job was to stand around and copy and print papers, he knew he could make his life a little bit better if he so chose to. When his day was over, his day being the end of his job, Aaron had taken his guitar from behind the desk, said goodbye to Mr. Wesley and headed off to the Subway Station. Many people knew that down in the Station was where Aaron Chen would go to play his guitar. And believe it or not, he was there today. He was always down in the Subway everyday after work.
Aaron made his way down the steps into the Subway, a few people whispering to each other when they spotted him. Making his way to a large stone column, he set his guitar case down on the ground, opened it and took out his guitar. People who knew of Aaron had already gathered around to sit on nearby benches to listen. A good many families, some kids here and there with their parents sat or stood to watch and listen to Aaron Chen. He strummed the strings on his guitar a bit, a special tune. Since Aaron was Taiwanese, he decided to sing a song in his native language. But it wouldn't matter to the people or kids around, they loved Aaron and looked up to him. The song he decided to play and sing was called "Beloved"
Aaron felt rather comfortable underneath the tree, lying in the lush green grass. Well, it had seemed that way for awhile with him wanting to get some fresh air and a good nap. That nap however, was soon interrupted when he felt something tapping him. He groaned a bit and slowly opened his eyes, looking up to see a girl staring back down at him. His vision was blurry due to waking up, so he sat up a bit with his back resting against the large oak. Rubbing his eye with his index and middle fingers, his vision soon cleared and he could see it was the young woman from the CEO building. Aaron gave her a small smile and bowed his head tiredly to say 'Hello' to her. "Hmm? Well would you look at that, nice to see you again. I thought I had just recently seen you back at the CEO building" he spoke, stretching a bit. Sighing in content, he admired the nice feeling of being in the shade under the tree. Looking at her for another moment and then out around the park to see that only few people were actually wandering. Times like this was nice, few people and lots of peace and quiet. The perfect place to sleep actually, and he would have considered it if the cops wouldn't throw him out that is. Which is why he chose a Warehouse, an abandoned one at that.
Looking over at his guitar case, he reached out to grip the handle and pull it over to him. There was a bunch of writing all over the case, written in Taiwanese in what appeared to be white paint of some sort. "It's really quiet out here, I like the peace and quiet sometimes because it's a good place and time to nap. You get the best sleep in complete silence." he spoke, running a hand over the guitar case. His fingers touched some of the characters on the case, one that said, 'Faith' written in Taiwanese characters. He reached over to unlatch the case, pushing it open to reveal a beautiful acoustic guitar. Aaron pushed the case aside a bit, and afixiated the guitar, propping it up as he ran his fingers over the strings a bit. It made a beautiful sound with each string, each chord. Though, he was just testing it of course. "So, what brings you here, Miss...?" he stopped a moment, as he hadn't actually heard her introduce herself. Shaking his head, he smiled again, "Name's Aaron Chen" he spoke.
Looking over at his guitar case, he reached out to grip the handle and pull it over to him. There was a bunch of writing all over the case, written in Taiwanese in what appeared to be white paint of some sort. "It's really quiet out here, I like the peace and quiet sometimes because it's a good place and time to nap. You get the best sleep in complete silence." he spoke, running a hand over the guitar case. His fingers touched some of the characters on the case, one that said, 'Faith' written in Taiwanese characters. He reached over to unlatch the case, pushing it open to reveal a beautiful acoustic guitar. Aaron pushed the case aside a bit, and afixiated the guitar, propping it up as he ran his fingers over the strings a bit. It made a beautiful sound with each string, each chord. Though, he was just testing it of course. "So, what brings you here, Miss...?" he stopped a moment, as he hadn't actually heard her introduce herself. Shaking his head, he smiled again, "Name's Aaron Chen" he spoke.
Aaron sat up for a moment, moving his hair out of his face. He took off his guitar case and set it next to the copy machine. From the corner of his eye, he could see someone looking at him, to which he turned his head, seeing a girl looking directly at him as he made eye contact with her. Hearing her apologize, he only gave her a corner smile. "It's alright, curiosity never hurt anyone, right?" he told her. Then he patted the copy machine, "Just trying to fix this for one of your coworkers, he looked to be stressing over it. Shouldn't be that difficult, though he made it seem like the end of the world." With that, Aaron returned to work on it, opening up the machine some more to tweak some things. After a good 5 to 10 minutes, he fixed it, closing the machine back up. Standing up off the ground, he looked to the guy who he helped and patted the guy on the back, "Well, I think this should be good for now." he smiled. From there, he moved over to talk to another co worker, handing them the envelope he had dropped off on the table. "Here's the papers that I copied for you, shouldn't be much of a hassle now that the machine over here is fixed. Though, I wouldn't rely on it very much, it's an old machine that's for sure but if you ever have anymore troubles then don't hesitate to stop on by the shop and I can print some more papers when necessary."
From there, Aaron took his guitar case and slung it over his shoulder, then, started his way out. He couldn't help but look back at the girl who had been spying on him and gave her a smile, bowed his head to her and left the room out into the hallway. There, he leaned against the wall near the elevator and started to check through his phone for a bit. Aaron did ear extra money when he played down in the Subway, so the money he had extra and leftover he often used to pay for his phone. Besides, it was important to have a phone when you had a job, or else, how would Wesley be able to contact him about work? Speaking of which, he probably wasn't back at the shop anyway, as he had said that he'd be late. Aaron sighed, resting the back of his head against the wall, staring up at the ceiling. Well, what could he do now? He had all this extra time now, and Wesley did say he'd take half the stack. Maybe it would be best to go sit in the Park for a bit. That sounded good, besides, he needed some fresh air from that shop anyways. With that, Aaron turned off his phone and put it away in his pocket. Then, he got off the wall and headed for the elevator, pushing a button and waiting for the elevator to come up. When it did, he stepped inside and made his way down to the first floor and out the door back into the City.
Aaron was a bit well known at the CEO building, often coming there to deliver papers and chat with the workers. They knew he worked at the Printing Shop, and that he often played music on his Guitar. They knew that he was Taiwanese and spoke 2 languages, English and Taiwanese. He was smart with machines like Copy machines and seemed to see the brighter side of life, despite a saddened past. Aaron arrived at the park, making his way over to a large Oak tree and lying under it in the shade after taking his guitar case off of his back and setting it down in the grass next to him. Slowly, he closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep for a bit, he needed the rest right now anyways.
From there, Aaron took his guitar case and slung it over his shoulder, then, started his way out. He couldn't help but look back at the girl who had been spying on him and gave her a smile, bowed his head to her and left the room out into the hallway. There, he leaned against the wall near the elevator and started to check through his phone for a bit. Aaron did ear extra money when he played down in the Subway, so the money he had extra and leftover he often used to pay for his phone. Besides, it was important to have a phone when you had a job, or else, how would Wesley be able to contact him about work? Speaking of which, he probably wasn't back at the shop anyway, as he had said that he'd be late. Aaron sighed, resting the back of his head against the wall, staring up at the ceiling. Well, what could he do now? He had all this extra time now, and Wesley did say he'd take half the stack. Maybe it would be best to go sit in the Park for a bit. That sounded good, besides, he needed some fresh air from that shop anyways. With that, Aaron turned off his phone and put it away in his pocket. Then, he got off the wall and headed for the elevator, pushing a button and waiting for the elevator to come up. When it did, he stepped inside and made his way down to the first floor and out the door back into the City.
Aaron was a bit well known at the CEO building, often coming there to deliver papers and chat with the workers. They knew he worked at the Printing Shop, and that he often played music on his Guitar. They knew that he was Taiwanese and spoke 2 languages, English and Taiwanese. He was smart with machines like Copy machines and seemed to see the brighter side of life, despite a saddened past. Aaron arrived at the park, making his way over to a large Oak tree and lying under it in the shade after taking his guitar case off of his back and setting it down in the grass next to him. Slowly, he closed his eyes and started to drift off to sleep for a bit, he needed the rest right now anyways.
Aaron had started and finished all the papers soon enough. It was a big hassle, but he was thankful enough to be able to finish it. Just as he finally sat down in the chair to relax, the phone rang. Aaron sat up and reached over to answer it, "Hello?" he asked. "Hey Aaron!" It was Wesley.. "I'm gonna be late coming back, could you deliver the papers for me? I'll owe you one later..." he said. Aaron didn't look pleased the least bit. "There's a lot of papers to deliver, Wesley.." he commented. "Then just leave half a stack then, take half of it and deliver it." With that, Wesley hung up and Aaron sighed heavily, sitting in his chair. After a few minutes of sitting there idly, he hung up the phone, stood up and looked at the 2 foot stack of envelopes on the 'Delivery' table. Man, that's gonna take a while... he thought as he grabbed half the stack. Best to get to work again right? Thinking about it, he knew this would take some time, so he set the envelopes down on the desk and picked up his guitar case, slinging it over him so it was easy to carry on his back. Then, Aaron picked up the stack and headed out the front door, closing the doors with a 'Closed' sign, or until he got back that is.
Alright, let's deliver this as fast as I can... he thought as he made the perilous journey around the city. Aaron wasn't one to take taxi cabs, as they were not really what he liked as far as transportation. Sure there were plenty of them but man the traffic here was packed! No way in Hell was he going to get in one of those, mind you he was saving up his money, it takes a while to earn that much anyways. He may as well spend a paycheck on one cab ride, right? But it was fine, he liked walking, as it was a better way to understand the city. If you focused on taking cabs all the time, how would you be able to navigate in case of an emergency without the use of a cab? My point exactly. But while this was also a time to explore, it gave him some good exercise too. Aaron was a well-kept, neat and clean young man, yes this was true. His body was also slightly toned as if he had done workouts of some sort. When really, Wesley had been overworking him. All that muscle was from just moving heavy boxes and crates around in the back because of Wesley's little scavenger hunts for papers. But Aaron did spend some time on his own to keep his body healthy, despite his living conditions in which he knew was the best he could do for himself. Better than being out in the cold getting Hypothermia, right? Well, he wasn't wearing a jacket today, his old one got a bunch of holes and a little bit burned on the back from a few years ago. In other words, the jacket was worn out and wasn't very durable for this weather anymore.
After some time had passed, and countless walking all over New York City, Aaron only had one envelope left to deliver. It was the papers for the CEO Journalism Department down the street. Man, whenever he walked through there, he always got stared at by the workers, especially the girls; why was that? Upon walking down the street, making sure to cross the streets carefully and avoid any 'red light runners' as Aaron called them. Basically, cars that sped through red lights. He called them 'Red Light Runners' for a reason, and a dangerous one at that. Soon enough, he made it to the building, holding the stack in one arm as he pulled open the door with the other and walked inside. This building was always nice looking, the lounge was always nice to look at. Sometimes, Aaron stayed down in the lounge too long just to admire everything and chat. But not today. He made it over to the elevators and pressed a button, one elevator opened with nobody inside while the other seemed occupied. Oh well, right? Aaron stepped inside, and pushed the floor number he would be arriving on. Leaning against the railing, he stared off into space a bit, wondering about his life. Soon enough, the sound of the elevator rang through his ears and the doors opened.
He pushed himself off the rails and left the elevator, walking down the hallways for a bit. He had been here a few times at one point, and he knew were some places were, vaguely. Upon walking at the end of the hallway, he opened up a door that led into a room with a bunch of journalists. Computers in cubicles lined around the room. A few bookcases here and there, as well as a jammed up copy machine. Aaron made his way over towards the copy machine and set the envelope down on a table, telling one of the coworkers that he had finished printing the copies. Another guy was trying to fix the copy machine, to which he said, "I'll fix it for you. It'd be a hassle to waste time here trying to fix something like that." The man looked up at him and said, "Sure, if you think you can fix it.." Aaron nodded his head, "I know how." With that, the man got up off the ground and stepped aside so Aaron could get down upon level and dig around in the machine. Such a machine as this was difficult to fix, and it was time consuming, but Aaron knew what he was doing. Something probably got jammed, and you needed careful hands to fix it without breaking anything.
Alright, let's deliver this as fast as I can... he thought as he made the perilous journey around the city. Aaron wasn't one to take taxi cabs, as they were not really what he liked as far as transportation. Sure there were plenty of them but man the traffic here was packed! No way in Hell was he going to get in one of those, mind you he was saving up his money, it takes a while to earn that much anyways. He may as well spend a paycheck on one cab ride, right? But it was fine, he liked walking, as it was a better way to understand the city. If you focused on taking cabs all the time, how would you be able to navigate in case of an emergency without the use of a cab? My point exactly. But while this was also a time to explore, it gave him some good exercise too. Aaron was a well-kept, neat and clean young man, yes this was true. His body was also slightly toned as if he had done workouts of some sort. When really, Wesley had been overworking him. All that muscle was from just moving heavy boxes and crates around in the back because of Wesley's little scavenger hunts for papers. But Aaron did spend some time on his own to keep his body healthy, despite his living conditions in which he knew was the best he could do for himself. Better than being out in the cold getting Hypothermia, right? Well, he wasn't wearing a jacket today, his old one got a bunch of holes and a little bit burned on the back from a few years ago. In other words, the jacket was worn out and wasn't very durable for this weather anymore.
After some time had passed, and countless walking all over New York City, Aaron only had one envelope left to deliver. It was the papers for the CEO Journalism Department down the street. Man, whenever he walked through there, he always got stared at by the workers, especially the girls; why was that? Upon walking down the street, making sure to cross the streets carefully and avoid any 'red light runners' as Aaron called them. Basically, cars that sped through red lights. He called them 'Red Light Runners' for a reason, and a dangerous one at that. Soon enough, he made it to the building, holding the stack in one arm as he pulled open the door with the other and walked inside. This building was always nice looking, the lounge was always nice to look at. Sometimes, Aaron stayed down in the lounge too long just to admire everything and chat. But not today. He made it over to the elevators and pressed a button, one elevator opened with nobody inside while the other seemed occupied. Oh well, right? Aaron stepped inside, and pushed the floor number he would be arriving on. Leaning against the railing, he stared off into space a bit, wondering about his life. Soon enough, the sound of the elevator rang through his ears and the doors opened.
He pushed himself off the rails and left the elevator, walking down the hallways for a bit. He had been here a few times at one point, and he knew were some places were, vaguely. Upon walking at the end of the hallway, he opened up a door that led into a room with a bunch of journalists. Computers in cubicles lined around the room. A few bookcases here and there, as well as a jammed up copy machine. Aaron made his way over towards the copy machine and set the envelope down on a table, telling one of the coworkers that he had finished printing the copies. Another guy was trying to fix the copy machine, to which he said, "I'll fix it for you. It'd be a hassle to waste time here trying to fix something like that." The man looked up at him and said, "Sure, if you think you can fix it.." Aaron nodded his head, "I know how." With that, the man got up off the ground and stepped aside so Aaron could get down upon level and dig around in the machine. Such a machine as this was difficult to fix, and it was time consuming, but Aaron knew what he was doing. Something probably got jammed, and you needed careful hands to fix it without breaking anything.
Aaron stood there in front of the print-scanner machine. His job was always the same, though he didn't mind it as long as he got paid. Even if the pay wasn't a lot, it was enough for him to live another day. He stood there copying papers, watching as one paper after another was going through. He counted each paper that came out of the machine, then he took the papers, opened up a drawer in the desk and took out a paper clip to clip them all together. Then, Aaron went over to a table in the back to grab some large yellow envelopes, bringing those over and setting them on the desk. He proceeded to put the papers into the envelope, close and secure it. Then he took a permanent marker and started writing the names and addresses of where the papers were to go. Once that was done, he set that in the corner of the desk to begin the pile of envelopes he had to deliver. This went on for about an hour or two. And this was at 5:00AM, now it was about 7:00AM and the stacks of papers that had to be printed went down, and the envelope pile went up. He had written the addresses on all the envelopes. Even if he thought he was done, people would occasionally come into the shop and ask for things to be printed, to which he would have to do first, pausing his recent work and afterwards, count the papers before starting up again. This was the hassle he had to deal with.
"Man, I wish that Wesley would cut me some slack a little. He shouldn't be leaving for errands all the time, I bet he's just letting me do all the work..." Aaron said to himself, sighing. "But I can't argue with him, I need this job more than anything. Better than working at McDonalds though.. It pays better than McDonalds..." Soon enough as time flew by, he had finished the stack of printed papers. Aaron took the time to pick up the envelope stack and move them over to a table with a sign above it that said "Delivery" where they would be delivered. Normally Wesley would be around sometime in the Afternoon or so to go deliver them, and if Aaron was 'lucky' he'd have to go all over New York to deliver the envelopes. Man, now that was Hell. Literally.
Aaron sat down in a chair behind the desk and kicked up his feet for a bit. He closed his eyes, wanting to go sleep for a bit, but he knew that he shouldn't. He just remembered that Wesley had more papers in the back. Great. Sighing heavily by the reminder, Aaron took his feet off the desk and got up from his seat, going to the back to search for the papers. Who knew where Wesley put them, he was always leaving stuff around for Aaron to find like it was some sort of Scavenger Hunt! But what did it matter, it was Wesley. Aaron knew well that Wesley was one to leave them lying around somewhere in the back whether it was in plain sight or hiding in a corner under some stuff. What he didn't know was where they were right now. "Dammit, Wesley!" Aaron mumbled to himself as he rummaged through the backroom, trying to find the papers Wesley had ordered him to make copies of earlier.
"Man, I wish that Wesley would cut me some slack a little. He shouldn't be leaving for errands all the time, I bet he's just letting me do all the work..." Aaron said to himself, sighing. "But I can't argue with him, I need this job more than anything. Better than working at McDonalds though.. It pays better than McDonalds..." Soon enough as time flew by, he had finished the stack of printed papers. Aaron took the time to pick up the envelope stack and move them over to a table with a sign above it that said "Delivery" where they would be delivered. Normally Wesley would be around sometime in the Afternoon or so to go deliver them, and if Aaron was 'lucky' he'd have to go all over New York to deliver the envelopes. Man, now that was Hell. Literally.
Aaron sat down in a chair behind the desk and kicked up his feet for a bit. He closed his eyes, wanting to go sleep for a bit, but he knew that he shouldn't. He just remembered that Wesley had more papers in the back. Great. Sighing heavily by the reminder, Aaron took his feet off the desk and got up from his seat, going to the back to search for the papers. Who knew where Wesley put them, he was always leaving stuff around for Aaron to find like it was some sort of Scavenger Hunt! But what did it matter, it was Wesley. Aaron knew well that Wesley was one to leave them lying around somewhere in the back whether it was in plain sight or hiding in a corner under some stuff. What he didn't know was where they were right now. "Dammit, Wesley!" Aaron mumbled to himself as he rummaged through the backroom, trying to find the papers Wesley had ordered him to make copies of earlier.
Name: Aaron Chen
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Wise, Can be compassionate and caring of others. Thinks of the brighter sides of life and is Charming.
Appearance:
Bio: Aaron was born and raised in Taiwan for 20 years before moving to New York for the remaining 5 years. He lived a normal life, or thought he did. When Aaron was 12 years old, his father grew ill and was put in the hospital for many months. His father was a Carpenter and worked hard and diligently. Three months later he passed away. When Aaron was 17 years old, his sister passed away in a car accident with her high school friends. It was a difficult time for him because he was losing family members and him and his mother were having a difficult time. They could not keep up payment there in Taiwan and moved to the US when he was 20. His family was very poor at the time due to all the hospital payments from his father and sister. His mother worked in a Cafe, and at the time was having heart problems. She too passed away. This left Aaron alone in the US without any family members to reach out to, so he had to gather himself together and work hard and diligently just like his parents did, fight for himself like they did and try to stay strong like they did. Back when Aaron was a child growing up, he loved music and liked to sing. He also works in a Printing Shop to try and gain money for survival. He lives in an abandoned warehouse and at times after work, he sings at the Subway Station to try and earn a little extra money from what his job could not give him to help him survive another day.
Extra: Keeps a silver locket around his neck that has a picture of his family that he keeps close and never takes off. Can sing and play the Guitar. Is Taiwanese and can speak both Taiwanese and English. (Has a slight accent when speaking English though) Works at a Printing Shop by himself with his 'Errand running boss' Sean Wesley who tends to leave him alone to work all the time.
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Wise, Can be compassionate and caring of others. Thinks of the brighter sides of life and is Charming.
Appearance:
Bio: Aaron was born and raised in Taiwan for 20 years before moving to New York for the remaining 5 years. He lived a normal life, or thought he did. When Aaron was 12 years old, his father grew ill and was put in the hospital for many months. His father was a Carpenter and worked hard and diligently. Three months later he passed away. When Aaron was 17 years old, his sister passed away in a car accident with her high school friends. It was a difficult time for him because he was losing family members and him and his mother were having a difficult time. They could not keep up payment there in Taiwan and moved to the US when he was 20. His family was very poor at the time due to all the hospital payments from his father and sister. His mother worked in a Cafe, and at the time was having heart problems. She too passed away. This left Aaron alone in the US without any family members to reach out to, so he had to gather himself together and work hard and diligently just like his parents did, fight for himself like they did and try to stay strong like they did. Back when Aaron was a child growing up, he loved music and liked to sing. He also works in a Printing Shop to try and gain money for survival. He lives in an abandoned warehouse and at times after work, he sings at the Subway Station to try and earn a little extra money from what his job could not give him to help him survive another day.
Extra: Keeps a silver locket around his neck that has a picture of his family that he keeps close and never takes off. Can sing and play the Guitar. Is Taiwanese and can speak both Taiwanese and English. (Has a slight accent when speaking English though) Works at a Printing Shop by himself with his 'Errand running boss' Sean Wesley who tends to leave him alone to work all the time.
It was December 2nd, a cold day in New York City. The sound of traffic moving through the streets, and the bustling of people walking and getting their way to work that morning. You would think everything was normal that day, and in a way it was, but if people took a closer look in life, they would see that it wasn't all that normal. A random guy dressed in a suit, calling over a taxicab, a woman on her cellphone walking down the sidewalk. Normal people they were. And even on this day, it was the start of the morning without the sun. Since it was winter, the earth did turn slowly, so the nights were longer and day was shorter. Even so, it didn't disrupt the lifestyle of the people around. If it did, who's to say that time would have been screwed up altogether?
One life in particular though, was a less fortunate one. An abandoned warehouse stood on a lone and abandoned lot. It's paint a faded dark blue that was chipped and peeling off, revealing it's white-silver exterior. It's frame made of metal and possibly rusted here and there from the rain of 3 months ago. Though it wasn't all that old, fairly new since maybe last year? If you looked inside, you would see a large space, with stacks of wooden crates everywhere, tables and cabinets. It use to be a Carpenter's warehouse. The lumber was normally stored over to the West side of the containment unit, but since the wood had started to rot, it was removed. Inside, among all the crates in the back corner, was a mattress with a single blanket on it, no pillow. It's condition looked worn out, but still usable. A guitar case lied next to the 'bed' with it's case a beautiful and shiny black. An acoustic guitar inside in practically perfect condition. On the case, it had a name, Aaron Chen.
Aaron was already up actually, the bed empty but yet, neatly made like a person who lived in a house would make their bed. He was off over to a wall with a slightly shattered mirror, but still able to see from it. He was styling his hair for the day, and his attire was rather casual and simple. Aaron wore a black v-neck t-shirt. He wore loose fit dark jeans, and a pair of black converse sneakers. He also wore a silver locket around his neck, neatly tucked under his shirt. His hair was dark brown with a slight tint of light brown and his eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown color. His appearance was actually well kept and clean, despite his living situation.
Aaron walked toward the corner and picked up his guitar case, then went to the Warehouse door, gripping the side of it and pulling it, sliding it open a little. After slipping through the small exit, he pushed it closed. After that, he went on his way down the pathway and onto the busy streets of New York. He gripped the handle of his guitar case firmly and kept his eyes forward. You wouldn't think he was homeless, in fact, he looked a little too nice to be homeless. But never judge a book by it's cover, right? Walking, he passed by many people, those of a higher class or those in a better state than he was. People rushing to get to work, or casually walking for no apparent reason. The sight of his own breath as he exhaled surely showed how cold it was today, and here he was just wearing a t-shirt. Aaron finally saw a small building up ahead, the Print Shop, where he worked. Upon entering into the building, he went over toward a Copy-Printer machine behind a desk and set his guitar case down against the wall.
A man came from the back room, his boss, Sean Wesley. "Good Morning, Aaron. I see you got here right on time." the man smiled. Mr. Wesley was 5'6" with jet black hair and a goatee. His eyes were a dull blue. "Yes sir, Good Morning to you." Aaron said, bowing his head slightly. "Here's some papers that the school up North wants you to make copies for, better get to it. There's more stuff to be done, it's in the box in the back." Mr. Wesley said as he started to head for the front door. "Where are you going, sir?" Aaron asked after he had taken the packet of paper given to him. "Off to run some errands. I'll be back later this afternoon." With that, Mr. Wesley was gone out the door. Aaron sighed, looking at the papers in his hand. Well, best to get to work, right? With that, Aaron put the stack on the desk and stuck a paper into the Copy machine, and started his daily routine of work.
One life in particular though, was a less fortunate one. An abandoned warehouse stood on a lone and abandoned lot. It's paint a faded dark blue that was chipped and peeling off, revealing it's white-silver exterior. It's frame made of metal and possibly rusted here and there from the rain of 3 months ago. Though it wasn't all that old, fairly new since maybe last year? If you looked inside, you would see a large space, with stacks of wooden crates everywhere, tables and cabinets. It use to be a Carpenter's warehouse. The lumber was normally stored over to the West side of the containment unit, but since the wood had started to rot, it was removed. Inside, among all the crates in the back corner, was a mattress with a single blanket on it, no pillow. It's condition looked worn out, but still usable. A guitar case lied next to the 'bed' with it's case a beautiful and shiny black. An acoustic guitar inside in practically perfect condition. On the case, it had a name, Aaron Chen.
Aaron was already up actually, the bed empty but yet, neatly made like a person who lived in a house would make their bed. He was off over to a wall with a slightly shattered mirror, but still able to see from it. He was styling his hair for the day, and his attire was rather casual and simple. Aaron wore a black v-neck t-shirt. He wore loose fit dark jeans, and a pair of black converse sneakers. He also wore a silver locket around his neck, neatly tucked under his shirt. His hair was dark brown with a slight tint of light brown and his eyes were a beautiful chocolate brown color. His appearance was actually well kept and clean, despite his living situation.
Aaron walked toward the corner and picked up his guitar case, then went to the Warehouse door, gripping the side of it and pulling it, sliding it open a little. After slipping through the small exit, he pushed it closed. After that, he went on his way down the pathway and onto the busy streets of New York. He gripped the handle of his guitar case firmly and kept his eyes forward. You wouldn't think he was homeless, in fact, he looked a little too nice to be homeless. But never judge a book by it's cover, right? Walking, he passed by many people, those of a higher class or those in a better state than he was. People rushing to get to work, or casually walking for no apparent reason. The sight of his own breath as he exhaled surely showed how cold it was today, and here he was just wearing a t-shirt. Aaron finally saw a small building up ahead, the Print Shop, where he worked. Upon entering into the building, he went over toward a Copy-Printer machine behind a desk and set his guitar case down against the wall.
A man came from the back room, his boss, Sean Wesley. "Good Morning, Aaron. I see you got here right on time." the man smiled. Mr. Wesley was 5'6" with jet black hair and a goatee. His eyes were a dull blue. "Yes sir, Good Morning to you." Aaron said, bowing his head slightly. "Here's some papers that the school up North wants you to make copies for, better get to it. There's more stuff to be done, it's in the box in the back." Mr. Wesley said as he started to head for the front door. "Where are you going, sir?" Aaron asked after he had taken the packet of paper given to him. "Off to run some errands. I'll be back later this afternoon." With that, Mr. Wesley was gone out the door. Aaron sighed, looking at the papers in his hand. Well, best to get to work, right? With that, Aaron put the stack on the desk and stuck a paper into the Copy machine, and started his daily routine of work.
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Thanks! I would appreciate it! :) I did a rp like this back on another site, but it never finished because the person i was rping with got busy. It was such a good rp! D: So I resurrected it. :)
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Life can be lived to the fullest if done right. And many people may be living a good life overall, fighting hard and winning that sense of peace and happiness. Sometimes, they've fought all they could and lost practically everything. It's just a matter of how you see the world today, and what you can do about it.
In New York City, New York, 25 year old Aaron Chen is a guy who is struggling and fighting on the edge. By day, he works at a Printing Shop, printing papers, and delivering them to companies and schools that need the material at low pay. By night, he's a mysterious singer down in the Subway's, doing what he can to get the money to survive, his real yet difficult life. People barely pay attention to him, and he feels that everything in his life has already shattered and fallen apart. But, after a few days, he starts to see a girl, the same girl day after day visit the Printing Shop who works as a Reporter over at the big CEO building down the street. Even a couple times on the streets. But what happens when he saves her from a group of hoodlums one night? Would it be enough to change his life around for the better?
(Not the actual New York City, New York. Some things are made up. Real Life Based)
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Character Info for anyone who wants to fill in the role of the girl. :) (XXX for whatever name you choose to give her)
XXX – Reporter who works at the CEO Building, Considered the baby of her work, The CEO John Buckett has a crush on her, Has a best friend named Becky who is also a co worker and a little nosy and also supports XXX no matter what, also a little protective of her.
My Character:
Name: Aaron Chen
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Wise, Can be compassionate and caring of others. Thinks of the brighter sides of life and is Charming.
Appearance:
Bio: Aaron was born and raised in Taiwan for 20 years before moving to New York for the remaining 5 years. He lived a normal life, or thought he did. When Aaron was 12 years old, his father grew ill and was put in the hospital for many months. His father was a Carpenter and worked hard and diligently. Three months later he passed away. When Aaron was 17 years old, his sister passed away in a car accident with her high school friends. It was a difficult time for him because he was losing family members and him and his mother were having a difficult time. They could not keep up payment there in Taiwan and moved to the US when he was 20. His family was very poor at the time due to all the hospital payments from his father and sister. His mother worked in a Cafe, and at the time was having heart problems. She too passed away. This left Aaron alone in the US without any family members to reach out to, so he had to gather himself together and work hard and diligently just like his parents did, fight for himself like they did and try to stay strong like they did. Back when Aaron was a child growing up, he loved music and liked to sing. He also works in a Printing Shop to try and gain money for survival. He lives in an abandoned warehouse and at times after work, he sings at the Subway Station to try and earn a little extra money from what his job could not give him to help him survive another day.
Extra: Keeps a silver locket around his neck that has a picture of his family that he keeps close and never takes off. Can sing and play the Guitar. Is Taiwanese and can speak both Taiwanese and English. (Has a slight accent when speaking English though) Works at a Printing Shop by himself with his 'Errand running boss' Sean Wesley who tends to leave him alone to work all the time.
In New York City, New York, 25 year old Aaron Chen is a guy who is struggling and fighting on the edge. By day, he works at a Printing Shop, printing papers, and delivering them to companies and schools that need the material at low pay. By night, he's a mysterious singer down in the Subway's, doing what he can to get the money to survive, his real yet difficult life. People barely pay attention to him, and he feels that everything in his life has already shattered and fallen apart. But, after a few days, he starts to see a girl, the same girl day after day visit the Printing Shop who works as a Reporter over at the big CEO building down the street. Even a couple times on the streets. But what happens when he saves her from a group of hoodlums one night? Would it be enough to change his life around for the better?
(Not the actual New York City, New York. Some things are made up. Real Life Based)
Character Sheet:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Personality:
Appearance:
Bio:
Extra:
Character Info for anyone who wants to fill in the role of the girl. :) (XXX for whatever name you choose to give her)
XXX – Reporter who works at the CEO Building, Considered the baby of her work, The CEO John Buckett has a crush on her, Has a best friend named Becky who is also a co worker and a little nosy and also supports XXX no matter what, also a little protective of her.
My Character:
Name: Aaron Chen
Age: 25
Gender: Male
Personality: Kind-Hearted, Wise, Can be compassionate and caring of others. Thinks of the brighter sides of life and is Charming.
Appearance:
Bio: Aaron was born and raised in Taiwan for 20 years before moving to New York for the remaining 5 years. He lived a normal life, or thought he did. When Aaron was 12 years old, his father grew ill and was put in the hospital for many months. His father was a Carpenter and worked hard and diligently. Three months later he passed away. When Aaron was 17 years old, his sister passed away in a car accident with her high school friends. It was a difficult time for him because he was losing family members and him and his mother were having a difficult time. They could not keep up payment there in Taiwan and moved to the US when he was 20. His family was very poor at the time due to all the hospital payments from his father and sister. His mother worked in a Cafe, and at the time was having heart problems. She too passed away. This left Aaron alone in the US without any family members to reach out to, so he had to gather himself together and work hard and diligently just like his parents did, fight for himself like they did and try to stay strong like they did. Back when Aaron was a child growing up, he loved music and liked to sing. He also works in a Printing Shop to try and gain money for survival. He lives in an abandoned warehouse and at times after work, he sings at the Subway Station to try and earn a little extra money from what his job could not give him to help him survive another day.
Extra: Keeps a silver locket around his neck that has a picture of his family that he keeps close and never takes off. Can sing and play the Guitar. Is Taiwanese and can speak both Taiwanese and English. (Has a slight accent when speaking English though) Works at a Printing Shop by himself with his 'Errand running boss' Sean Wesley who tends to leave him alone to work all the time.
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