Post by robin on Jul 8, 2011 1:09:34 GMT
ROBIN JAMES WALLACE !?
'we were laughin' and drinkin' and smokin' and singin'.'
'we were laughin' and drinkin' and smokin' and singin'.'
hey there! so, tell us all about you... let's start off with the basics. what do we need to know?
"Oh, shit. This an interview now? This about my music? Wait, don't answer that. As long as you're interested, I'll tell you what's up. I need the practice anyhow. Gonna be famous someday. So, I'm Robin James Wallace and I'm eighteen years old, nearly nineteen. Just got out of the house, actually. Livin' in the flats with my band mates. My parents are kind of freaked out so I had to get out of there. It's cool though. Lots of singers face adversity and come out better for it, right? That's what I been told, anyway. I'm a faerie. Yeah. I know it sounds a lot more feminine than it is but trust me; if I removed this glamour, you'd be scared out of your mind. I'm one ugly son of a bitch, I'll let you know right now. I mean, I ain't no prize with the glamour on either but trust me, it's better this way. A lot of my friends call me Rob if they don't want to stick with Robin. And then, my band members call me Puck. Like Robin Goodfellow from Midsummer Night's Dream? Shakespeare and shit. They think it's hilarious, since I'm a faerie and all. Doesn't mean I'm not a guy though. There's such a thing as male faeries. How do you think we reproduce, huh? Sure as hell don't lay eggs asexually. Anyway, I'm on the light side. Probably because I grew up with humans. And I figured out a way to deal with them. Benefit from them, you know? And then I give back using my music. Plus, I've dated a couple of their women. Nice girls. Not exciting in most ways. But nice."
so, a little birdy told me that you're pretty gorgeous... describe yourself.
"Hah. Gorgeous. That's a good one. But really, I guess I'm all right, considering the shoddy glamour I've had on for years. At first, it was a glamour that my real parents put on me at birth but now I upkeep it myself. Just standard brown hair. Brown eyes. I've got a ton of tattoos and piercings but that ain't glamour. I know. You're wondering how I can do that, what with my allergy to metals and stuff. I don't were steel appliances. Everything I own is like, glass or Teflon. Some nylon. And the tattoos were applied with similar materials by some of the fey folk who work in the body artistry biz. And yes, the tattoos and stuff stay on my body even after removing the glamour. Like I said, it's the real deal. I ain't going that fake route that some of my people do. They want all the attention without the sacrifice. Hm, let's see. I'm five ten. And one hundred and eighty pounds. Kind of big for a faerie but my dad was unusually large in stature. People say I look kind of like Travis Mills. I guess I see the resemblance."
i'm sure that your personality is something else completely, tell me all about your self, can't wait to hear it!
"Hah, I'm an animal. No really though, I'm bat shit crazy. But it works perfect for our band. Popping the Heat Sink. That's the name of our band. Me and my best friend thought of it. It's a quote from this game called Mass Effect. Closest thing you get to seeing an actual working interaction with humans and other intelligent species. Great game. Love video games. Anyways, that's how we came up with it. And if you get the reference, it's hilarious. And if you don't, well, it still sounds pretty wicked so it slides. They all think I'm a dork, my band mates. Which I pretty much am. Total dork. But I tell them it's because I'm the youngest. So I have a tendency and an absolute right to be entirely immature. I can be mature when I try. And sometimes, I do try. In fact, I'm still going to school Yeah. Graduated high school and now I'm taking online classes from a community college nearby. Because once my band's run its course, being all famous and shit, I'm going to want to settle down, sort of. And that's where psychology comes in. I used to be in peer counseling in school also. Do you realize how much hurt a single person can have? And how delicious it is when they actually give you free reign over all of it? Faeries feed on emotion. Especially negative emotion. And they just dump like, truckloads of this shit on me. It's a smorgasbord. Of course, I practice this method where I make whoever I'm talking to close their eyes and I talk behind them. Because, well, it's hard to feed and maintain the glamour at the same time. So I get my fill of their woes, zip up the glamour suit and offer my advice. I genuinely do try to help them. I just benefit in return. It's amazing.
There are people who don't want my help, which is kind of frustrating. Not because I can't get to what they've got stored away in their minds though. Just because depression is a terrible, ugly thing. I don't understand it. Can't sympathize with it. All I know is that it needs to go. So when someone denies me the chance to rid them of it, I get kind of irritated. I'll avoid them for days. Weeks, maybe. I don't know. Maybe it's me being childish again. But anyways, psychology is definitely just a minor hobby right now. My focus is on my band. Getting us out there. The pressure is almost entirely on me, being that I'm the front man. Which sucks because let's be honest: I'm too young for this shit. I'm trying to boss around other members just to get shit done and I feel like one day they're just going to blow up on me, you know? Like, just get sick of this kid telling them what to do. I don't want to lose my friends. We're close. Not just in a band together. We're actual buds. I can't lose them, man. But, luckily, they understand that PHS is my brain child and they give me free reign. And of course I take everything they've got to say and I apply it as best as I can. We're a fuckin' team. They're like my family. Especially now that my host family thinks that I'm a total freak. But I can go into detail about that later, I guess. What I'm trying to get at is that my band means everything to me right now. And I may just sing but I put a lot of work into everything. Unfortunately, that kind of means that I don't get around to hanging out with other people a lot. So my friendships are limited to my band and some other people that don't mind me disappearing for long periods of time. Relationships are kind of a bust because of it too. But it's cool. That'll come in time, you know?"
i would love to hear about your past, i'm sure it's oh so interesting...
"You're gonna love this. It's totally old school but this is what happened. Mom and dad are kind of poor. They're not well-off faerie folk, which happens when the fey deny the natural way of things--the natural way being the denouncing of humankind. So they were kind of shunned and ridiculed. Someone took their home, claiming that it belonged to fey of a more deserving caliber and they moved into a middle class home. Without compensation from the Court, they were living on a salary that was a little less than average. And being that they were barely able to live comfortably with just them two, when my mother found out that she was pregnant with me, they decided to make the largest sacrifice that a set of faerie parents could. They searched for a wealthy family who was also expecting. It only took them about six months into the pregnancy to find Stephanie and Landon Wallace. Their son, the real Robin, was born a couple days after me. Mom snuck into the home and left me in his place, taking Robin the first with them. Yeah. I'm a true born changeling. Neat, huh? You don't hear about a ton of changelings these days. Most of the time it's just humans with faerie blood in them or faerie born and raised. Never a changeling. So I'd have to say that I'm pretty unique, wouldn't you agree?
Anyways, I grew up into money. Had a pretty decent life and around the time I reached puberty. That's why my real father contacted me for the first time. And I believed everything that he had to say. He removed the initial glamour from me and taught me after school every other day how to reapply it. I just told my parents that I was studying. They believed me, mostly because I was a good kid. Between music and practicing glamour, my days were super busy. Once the glamour became easier to sustain that's when I took on the counseling and made a few more friends to add to the group I already had. You're probably wondering what happened with the other Robin. Well, mom and dad had renamed him Lucas and I actually got to meet him when I was sixteen. And he's a cool kid. Definitely just human. But he knows all about supernaturals and he's really casual about it all. We're actually pretty good pals. Every once in awhile, we get together and talk about things. He was raised totally differently being that mom and dad were really tight on money. But he says that he doesn't mind. Says he was glad to help. A part of me thinks that he thinks it was wrong though. But maybe that's just paranoia. Anyway, I don't hold any grudges against mom and dad. I mean, they did what they thought was best. And when I was in my senior year of high school, they helped me talk to my host parents about what was really going on. They weren't very, mm, receptive to the idea. They think that mom and dad are crazy. They think that I'm crazy. When I moved out, I think they were relieved. Whatever. They did very well raising me. Gave me everything I needed. I don't mind that they freaked out about everything. Maybe someday they'll believe me. At least, I'm holding out for that."
who is the amazing mastermind behind the likes of you?
"it's kiki again. hai. ^__^":D
