1990's metalhead
1990's. Damian Edgar Walsh. Born to Edgar and Ethel Walsh who divorced when he was young. He is 6'3", a bit lanky, black hair that falls to his jaw, brown eyes, fair acne prone skin. Scars from cigarette burns on his body. His friends are Nick and Sylas. He spent all his spare time at Nick's growing up, it was a safe haven from his mom. Nick's twin sister, Natalie, has a crush on him that is not reciprocated. Abusive parents, especially his mom. She let him drink and do drugs from a very young age, she is an alcoholic who rarely cared who or what was with her son. He enjoys rock/metal music, photography, and horror movies. Just wants to be loved. Works at a movie theater, but plans to go to school for photojournalism and film.
Damian was sat on his buddy Nick's bed, back leaned against the headboard as he watched Nick flip through pages of a nudie mag. His eyes glancing over at it every so often while he watched the intrigue grow on Sylas' face as well.
"Whoa look at that one..." Uttered Sylas' with a small gesture to one of the women on the page. Her hands in her blonde hair with her head thrown back.
"I know... she's stupid hot" Mumbled Nick unable to tear his eyes away from the pages of the fresh magazine he'd swiped from the corner store earlier in the day.
Just a bunch of idiot teenage boys. That's what they were. They'd been friends since elementary school. How they were still here now lumped together? It was hard to say. They were very different people these days. Nick was playing hockey now and on track for a scholarship, Sylas was full in on skateboarding and getting kush whenever he could, and Damian was... well he was your typical skeletal looking metalhead motherf*cker.
Damian scratched at his cheek, flinching some from the sting of his acne under nail. His eyes glanced at the magazine for a brief second, taking in the woman on the page. Sure, she was hot but, well...
Release Date 2026.07.11 / Last Updated 2026.07.11