Birth Name: Adrian Alexander Kafe (KAH-FEY)
Stage Name: Mr. Coffee
Other Nicknames: A.K. 47, Hitler's Youth, Scarecrow, Walking Stick/stick bug, That guy I really hate, Jerk, Prick, Dick, Bean Pole
Age: 29 Holy Shit He's Getting so Old WTF He Use To Be 27?? (Acts about 112+)
Gender: Male who sometimes PMS's
Branch: Sprinkles Co-Captain
((All of you should be groaning at this.))
Appearance: Adrian is a pale, sickly looking fellow, with off-white hair and lavender eyes which almost always have dark rings under them.
You can usually find him wearing a half insane smile, handing out shrewd comments.
He generally moves about with grace and ease, and spends most of his time slacking off or jerking off or.. whatever he does these days.
His nose is permanently crooked from being broken so many times. Hot.
Special Talents: Adrian is an expert at balancing!
He often ballroom dances or does back flips on the high-wire; blindfolded of course, to draw in a crowd.
His talent also extends to everyday instances, where balancing large stacks of objects is a breeze and often his hobby.
Too bad he can't balance the things that matter- like his love life, his diet, his check book, and most importantly- his mental health.
Back Story: Adrian is a military man. He use to be a Sergeant who loved the machine gun, earning him the name A.K. 47.
He's pretty closed about his past, it's not a joyful one. He often has war flashbacks and has extreme fits of anger and depression that come and go at random times.
Personality: Cocky. This man is a dare-devil, he's overly confident and wears a 'I'm the best' personality.
Likes: Caffeine, this man is a Coffee addict! He drinks endless cups a day.
His obsession with coffee knows no bounds. Seriously.
He also enjoys: ballroom dancing, singing, classical music (1800's-1960's), reading, quiet time alone, paintball guns, fighting, motor bikes, sweaters/warm-weather fashion, history, making fun of others, intelligent conversation, a certain Strawberry Sprinkles Captain he just-so-happens-to-maybe-be-marrying-one-of-these-days.
Dislikes: Working, FEELINGS, loud explosions or sounds, bright flashes of light, 'modern' music (1970's- Today), probably you, much, much more.
What He's Up To These Days:
After working two whole years at the Creamery-- meeting, stealing from Abassi, dating, and getting engaged to Sara St. Brian, a Strawberry-loving-
Adrian is finally settling down into a more stable relationship with Sara (After a long trip to Europe he came back and proposed to the blond bombshell at the airport, what a winner.) and is looking forward to maybe one day being a Father.
Fuck that. Is what he really feels about that last bit-- but it's all or nothing now, and if you're going to put a ring on it, you minus well pop out little monsters too.
Currently Adrian and his soon-to-be Wife Sara just bought a gorgeous new house, (he swears it's haunted) They're currently juggling paying rent on their old apartment where the lease isn't up, and a mortgage on their new home, so Adrian's job hunting.
He'll still be working at the Creamery- but he's looking for a second job that'll pay him under the table (like the Creamery does COUGH) so he can continue collecting on disability for being a war veteran. Shady little shit. He thinks he found said job at a school library-- can someone say loser?
The couple is talking about weddings and producing snot nosed kids. They're growing into old farts fast and it's time to decide to reproduce or not before their fountains of fertility dry up. Sara says yes, Adrian says no, Sara always wins, Nevermind Adrian says yes. Now they're just trying to get over Adrian being practically infertile due to being unhealthy as fuck so they can pop out minions. That, and a fall-themed disney-come-true wedding for Sara.
Hopefully Adrian won't show up at the alter covered in blood and bruises.. but no promises!
Stay Tuned for wedding bells!
He is German
He has a little sister
He moved from Germany to America when he was a wee little one.
He's Patriotic about America, but not so much Germany.
He's pretty much Bi-polar
His favorite color is Brown
According to the above, this man has no life
erotic themes/material unsuitable for those under the age of 17.
Can we all be big kids about his potty mouth?
If not, tell me and I'll censor him!
I hope u kno how much nea hates him right now and how much stank eye she's gonna give him for the rest of his liFE
I MISSED NEA XD <3333 SORRY I'VE BEEN GONE SO FKING LONG LMAO
THEY MUST RP
omg tho im so ready for the babies
YES THE BABIES I drew what I thought they'd be like: fc01.deviantart.net/fs70/f/201…
Gerard wouldn't be actually gay LMAO Adrian would just constantly call him that XD
DID YOU SEE ANJI'S VERSIONS? <3
ALSO WHERE THE HELL IS ANJI XD I CAN'T GET TO HER ON SKYPE
*he likes to make trees out of jenga blocks
*he wEARS reading glasses when he's in the zone
*'i-promise-i'm-thinking-about-marrying-you' rings run in the kafe family
*he's a fgty vegetarian
*dust is the antichrist
*think about his low blood pressure for a second
ALSO HE'S SAD BECAUSE BEAR DOESN'T LIKE PUNCHING HIM 8( !!!
//huggles you eve <333
HE IS A BIG ASS DATS FOR SURE XD
But I like men in uniform too ; ) HEEELFKJSDLKFJ
HE IS pretty chill unless he's like-- in one of his nutty moods XD
WE SHOULD RP AGAIN, I LOST OUR LAST ONE //SOBS
oh I redid my app and it wasn't put into the creamery folder yet ^___^
could you start? if you don't mind of course 0u0
Adrian Kafe, was being a complete drama queen, as he coughed his lungs out-- all over everyone unfortunate enough to pass by him. He was sick, and miserable, and hoped to get everyone else sick and miserable too. D'X
It was winter, and not many came to the Creamery this time of year-- not many were in the mood for ice cream when it was so cold outside. Not to mention every customer that came in, left angrily after they were sneezed on immediately upon entering. He did this enough times-- that he was ordered to stay in the back room, so that they might actually earn some money today.
"Uggghhh.." he groaned, flopping down on the only couch in the lounge, he rubbed his snotty nose on the arm rest. D'X "Ugghh! ACHOSDLFDSLFKJ COUGH COUGH." he rolled over, groaning. If only.. there was something to do-- seriously-- maybe--? Someone would show up and then Adrian wouldn't be so god damn bored.
He could really go for some Coffee right now, too.
((omg I know this sucks XD just-- do what you can with it LMAO ))
She was short, and obviously a very shy person. This was evident from her body language. She looked nervous and on edge, probably because she saw Adrian. Just the look of him freaked her out, mostly because he was probably a good foot taller than her. She looked around the room for someone more familiar to her, but it was in vain.
She still had to finish sewing the curtain for the stage, and to add to the dilemma she would have to go through him to get it from off the couch. She felt stupid for leaving it there so carelessly yesterday. However, she sighed and just decided to get it over with.
"E-excuse me? C-can you get up? I need that curtain," she said, in a smaller and quiet voice than usual. She just hoped that she could get out of this without a problem, but she doubted it would work that way.
((ahhh no way dude it was fine 0u0 ))
He rolled over, eyes rimmed with dark bags and puffy red lines. "You.." BU he glared-- but was immediately interested, as he wrapped the curtain around his entire body. "You need this..?" uAu he sniffed the curtain-- before sneezing on it D'X !!!
"A-aha... I could go for some coffee right now--" he pointed to the Coffee machine on the break room counter. "If you make me some, I'll give you this-- disgusting curtain." u~u he said simply. "Hey.. aren't you new here? I don't recognize your ugly face." :U
Adrian was glad however, that someone was here.. the poor girl would never escape the man now-- he had a play mate! Coffee might make him less of an asshole though, it was a cheap shot.
Adrian Kafe was a man of many things. Patience was not one of them, however, ass-holery was. Why? He hadnkt the patience to answer such a question, but many theorized that Adrian simply.. enjoyed being a dick. Plain and simple as that.
Or was it so simple..?
The man currently sat, atop the stage, feet hanging over the edge of it. He sat there, doing absolutely /nothing/ while the creamery members were hard at work all around him.
Out of the corner of his eye he caught the sight of.. a newbie. Strange colored hair included.
"..." INTEREST PEAKED. He lazily got to his feet and got a little closer.
"Are you the new clown that Ice Face hired for the kiddies to throw up on..?" he tilted his head to one side, running his long fingers through the boy's hair. AHA nevermind that Gin was like, working or something.
"Gotta hand it to you girl, you know how to rock pig tails." :U ... did he smell peppermint?
"You know? 'she has a nice body... BUT HER FACE--" du dun tsh! Adrian smiled, leaning a little closer to SNIFF the boy. "So it's you that smells so.. disgusting." he crinkled his nose.
"Pardon me, I haven't introduced myself! Hi, I'm 'hottie'. and you are?" he tilted his head-- THE MAN'S FACE WAS INCHES FROM GIN'S dear jesus.
"Ahaha!" he laughed at the scarecrow bit, what a cute, brainless little sprinkle Gin was. 6u6 Adrian thought so, anyway.
Adrian looked smug, as Gin pushed him away. "What's the matter?" :U he looked Gin up and down. "Holy shit, are you a man-- or just a really flat chested girl? I honestly can't tell at this point. I mean-- the ass is girly-- but the face is nasty-- and the pig tails just throw me off completely."
Adrian was just being a dick, of course, he knew Gin was in fact a male.
It was clear he was mortifying the boy, so he decided to get things back on track. "Fine-- young lady, let me make things right--" uAu "My name is Adrian Kafe, sprinkles Co-captain." :U "They honestly don't pay me enough." he paused, as if thinking.
"Now-- because I have my hand down Ice Queen's pants, directing her every move-- I'd much appreciate your name pig-tails-- or I'll simply have her fire you." u3u "please." That 'please' sounded VERY insincere.
"Unless you'd like me to keep calling you pig-tails." Which he was probably going to do anyway, regardless.
Gin was happily minding his own business until he hear an older, rather unpleasant voice behind him.
OKAY @ A @ I WILL START DFKJDFKLGJDFLKGJ ))
Everything was peaceful and quiet at the Creamery-- the stage had needed a few loose ends tied up mechanically, but Jaska had taken immediate care of that and now.. there was nothing to do. It was winter, and no one was inside enjoying icecream.. these were slow days.
High above the ground floor of the Creamery common hall however, was a man walking a very thin line-- between life and death.. er.. well.. life or life with a few broken bones. Adrian was tight rope walking! 6u6 He had some head phones on, as he carefully balanced himself on the thin wire. He didn't use a balancing pole-- just his bare arms. u~u He began to dance-- doing some slow twirls and exercises to warm up to his professional level of skill. However... he seemed distracted by something-- as he opened his eyes, hopped off the rope to a nearby support beam, and proceeded to kick the shit out of the stage lights that Jaska had just replaced not a few days ago.
Seriously? That's no doubt what happened last time! Jaska had come into work one day to find all the lamps busted, laying on the floor.
Adrian continued to smash at them-- until none of them were left, and the ceiling and stage were dim. u3u ! Only then did he seem satisfied.