Developing your character

The Trimmer.

A villain with a nasty past, filled with never ending days of nose hair burning fumes, and the perfect screams that she lives for, 'The Trimmer' is a 5'2" Thai woman in her 30's. Her hair is brown with a streak of dark blue across the bangs. As the sunlight comes through the windows of a small room, her hair falls across her face. Her eyes glisten as she viscously attacks her victims, plunging them in and out of hot water. A screaming resonates through her brain. She snaps her rubber gloves and attacks again. This time she increases her hand speed and accuracy. Her victims fall limp. She picks up her tool. The metal shines as she starts feeling the rush of blood. She snips. She trims. Her victims are experiencing their last moments of existence. They fall away, slipping out of her reach, sinking into the depths of the hot bubbly water.

She finishes her trimming. She admires her work. The fumes of the polish make her giddy as she finishes her work.
The church bell rings outside the window, alerting her to the time. Mass will start in 30 minutes. She cleans up and heads for the door. She flips the sign on the door to "Closed" and locks the door behind her.
As she walks away, she looks back at her new sign: "Kim's Mannicure & Pedicure: $15".
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Setting

I see clouds that fill the sky.
I see vast landscape.
I see downtown and dogger stadium.
I see steep barren hills.
I see streets with an unforgiving history.

I hear the metro gold line.
I hear cars on the freeway.
I hear a helicopter.
I hear dogs barking.
I hear people walking.

I feel the hard ground under my feet.
I feel calm.
I feel as if there is know where i would rather be at the moment.
I feel warm.
I feel like theirs nobody around.

I smell the cities pollution.
I smell someone making food.
I smell gas from a passing car.
I smell chimniney smoke
I smell the pine trees.

I taste nothing at the moment.

Response to Lyrics

Song: Daylight
Artist: Aesop Rock



Lyrics:

(yes y'all and ya don't stop keep on to the break of dawn)

Yo...put one up to shackle me, not clean logic procreation
I did not invent the wheel I was the crooked spoke adjacent
While the triple sixers lassos keep angels roped in the basement
I walk the block with a halo and a stick poking your patience
Ya'll catch a 30 second flash visual
Dirty cooperative net platoon bloom head trip split ridiculous
Fathom the splicing of first generation
Fuck up or trickle down anti hero smack (Cracking!)
I paste the game to zero hour completion green (Splash!)
Duke of early retirement pick a dream
American nightmare hogging the screen
I'll hold the door open so you can stumble in
if you'd stop following me around the jungle gym
Now it's an honor and I spell it with the 'H' I stole from heritage
Merit crutch stolen wretched refuse of my teeming resonance
I promise temperance towards breed with a leaning conscience
Here the creed acts since responsive but my sports supports the wattage
And I'm sleeping now (Wow!) yeah the settlers laugh
You won't be laughing when your covered wagons crash
You won't be laughing when the buzzards drag your brother's flags into rags
You won't be laughing when your front lawn is spangled with epitaphs
You won't be laughing!
And I hang my boots to rest when I'm impressed
So I triple knot them and forgot them
This origami dream is beautiful
but man those wings will never leave the ground
Without a feather and a lottery ticket, now settle down

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.

(yes, yes, y'all, you don't stop, keep on to the break of dawn)

Slacker bound emit a tabloid headline with a pulse
Shimmy cross the centerfold, and a dead time engulfed
Diddy crumbs for the better souls with seven deadly stains
To hear the blame to crystal conscience
To results a low life counting on one hand what he's accomplished
Ok, link me to activism chain activate street sweep
Plug deteriorating Xenobit(sp?) Pendragon
I hock swords cores for the morbid spreading of mad men
(alley gospel)
Sinking their lincoln-log cabin and Charlie Chaplin waddle
I could zig zag and zig 'em again for the bashed dreams
Sparking in my brick wall windows another thick installment
Of one night in Gotham without the wretched (There is also another word here)
Houston we have a problem
Attached to a infested batch of city goblins
Who split holiday freak on a box cut cinema high road bellow
Head rips Watch red bricks turn yellow
Sort of similar to most backbones at camp Icarus
Raw feeling crimes congregating at pamper for bickering
Life's not a bitch life is a beautiful woman
Your only call her a bitch because she won't let you get that pussy
Maybe she didn't feel y'all shared any similar interests
Or maybe you're just an asshole who couldn't sweet talk the princess
Kiss the speaker wire, Peter Passivism peggin' threshold
Stomach full of halo kibbles
Wings span cast black upon visuals hear the duck hunt ticker tape
Vision and pick apart the pixels
I got a friend of polar nature and it's all peace
When I seek similar stars but can't sit at the same feast
Metal Captain!
This cat is asking if I've seen his little lost passion
I told him: "Yeah, but only when I pedaled past him"

All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way.
All I ever wanted was to pick apart the day,
put the pieces back together my way

Response: 

I chose this song because I feel that in today's music business, everyone is trying to do something different, and this is a good example of something different.  The beats and the lyrics are what attracted me to this song.  I was getting tired of 'I got money this', 'i got hoes that', I got mansions here', 'I got mansions there' lyrics.  This song is a good change of pace.

Free flowing and everywhere, the lyrics caught my attention.  Aesop's lyrics are so true and straightforward, when you understand them. That is what leads me to listen to his songs again and again.

Bio poem

Aaron
Child of susan
Who loves family
Who wants to go see his family in NY and ATL
Who wishes he could've met his cusins in africa
Who dreams of the future
Who is determined to graduate
Who values gods gifts
Who is proud of his mom and sister ex.
Who graduated from nuthing so far
Who lives in the city of angels
Aaron